Alien Summoning System

Chapter 88
Wudang, Houshan.

In the early morning, Xiao Zhao came over with a lunch box, and rolled his eyes when he saw the old and the young, who forgot to sleep and eat, and couldn’t help but roll their eyes. I really don’t know why these two guys can talk so well. Then, for Xiao Zhao, it will be a complete torment.

What about refining essence to transform qi, refining qi to transform spirit, and refining spirit to reverse emptiness, I could hear some vague meanings at the beginning, but later on, I was completely blind. What the two said had nothing to do with martial arts From the Tao Te Ching to Gui Zang, Zhou Yi, and Yi Jing, Xiao Zhao has learned quite a lot. Because his mother is a Persian saint, she is also very proficient in Persian, but only these Taoist scriptures and histories have no knowledge. Half an idea.

At first, I could hold on, but later, I felt dizzy, so I took the initiative to take over the daily life of the three of them.

Seeing Zhang Wuji punching at the side, Xiao Zhao rolled his eyes. This kid looked sick three days ago, but since he learned the young master's boxing skills, he has become more energetic in the past few days. Could it be that the martial arts passed down by the young master , is it really that amazing?
Although he is curious, Xiao Zhao is still doing his own work. Anyway, he is by the young master's side, so he has a lot of opportunities to learn from the young master and surpass you in minutes.

"My lord, it's time to eat." Xiao Zhao obediently sent the food box between the two of them, interrupting their discussion.

"Wow, Miss Xiao Zhao's craftsmanship is much better than those of my disciples and grandchildren." Zhang Sanfeng's eyes lit up, and without waiting for a greeting, he snatched a chicken leg from the food box.

"The real person is also a monk, so it's inappropriate to be so unscrupulous in front of your disciples and grandchildren?" Zhuo Ao took the chicken leg from Xiao Zhao's hand, looked at Zhang Sanfeng with a mouth full of oil, and took a sip of the thick soup comfortably. Nothing to say, but Zhang Sanfeng's image really ruins the three views.

"Being vegetarian is something only the bald donkeys in Shaolin do. We Taoists don't shy away from it." Zhang Sanfeng waved his hands indifferently.

"I'm not talking about that." Zhuo Ao rolled his eyes. Three days ago, this old guy still looked like a senior. After three days of getting acquainted, the image of a senior has disappeared. I don't know. Yes, I will definitely treat this old guy as an old urchin.

"Don't worry, here are all our own people." Zhang Sanfeng glanced at the shy Zhang Wuji who took over the chicken wings from Xiao Zhao, and sighed helplessly. This obedient disciple of himself has too little experience, and he blush when he sees a woman. How can I not see that my grandson has thoughts about this girl Xiao Zhao, and I deliberately pointed out Zhuo Ao's age issue that day, just to create opportunities for this good disciple, but it's a pity that the brat doesn't know how to grasp it, and the opponent seems to be a master of love, That means, it really shouldn't be too easy to deal with a little girl. It seems that my good disciple and grandson don't have much hope.

"Then what should we do now that there are Wudang disciples here? The image of your generation of masters will be ruined." Zhuo Ao shook his head and said.

"Don't worry, no one will come at this time." Zhang Sanfeng shook his head, watching as Zhuo Ao helped Xiao Zhao wipe off the stains from the corners of his mouth, but his obedient grandson only knew how to gnaw there, simply seeing nothing , Concentrate on eating your chicken legs.

"Master, Zhou Zhiruo, a disciple of the Emei Sect, came to worship the mountain and asked to complete the seven-year agreement and welcome back the Yitian Sword." Song Qingshu and his two disciples stood not far away, bowing to this side.

"Zhou Zhiruo? I didn't expect time to pass so quickly. In a blink of an eye, seven years have passed." Zhang Sanfeng thought for a while and said, "Take him to Zhenwu Hall."

"Yes, Qingshu resigns." Song Qingshu said respectfully, and silently retreated.

"Zhuo has been bothering Wudang for a long time. Since Master Zhang has something to do, Zhuo should leave." Zhuo Ao stood up, bowed seriously to Zhang Sanfeng and said, "I have gained a lot in the past three days, thank you Zhang The real person does not hesitate to enlighten me."

In the past three days, Zhuo Ao has received quite a lot of goods. Although he didn't get any great skills from Wudang, Zhang Sanfeng in this world seems to have nothing to do with Shaolin. All he has learned is purebred Taoism.

In the world of Mr. Zombie, Zhuo Ao, in addition to learning the Maoshan spells from Uncle Jiu, the Maoshan School is also a Taoist sect, and he has read many Taoist classics. Later, in the world of Xiaoao Jianghu, he also used the resources of the Sun Moon God Sect , wantonly collected Daoist treasures, and the knowledge in his chest was no worse than that of Zhang Sanfeng, but most of these Taoist classics were memorized by Zhuo Ao with his extraordinary memory. Knowing fur is the perfect description for him.

In the past three days, what he learned more was not any new things, but Zhang Sanfeng, a true Taoist, helped him to solve his doubts. Many things he didn't understand before, in the past three days, he had some enlightenment effect.

Of course, in three days, it is impossible to solve all the puzzles that Zhuo Ao has read for five years, but there will be opportunities in the future, so there is no rush.

"Leave so soon?" Zhang Sanfeng looked at Zhuo Ao in astonishment, for this year-end friend, he really intended to make friends with him, and even more intentionally facilitated Zhang Wuji's apprenticeship.

"Some mundane affairs need to be dealt with, I'll bother you later." Zhuo Ao said with a smile.

"Then follow me to see Zhou Zhiruo from the Emei Sect first, you can tell by name that she must be a beautiful woman, aren't you tempted?" Zhang Sanfeng took Zhuo Ao's hand and walked towards Zhenwu Hall.

"I think, I've already found my beauty, otherwise, what does beauty matter to me?" Zhuo Ao glanced at Xiao Zhao, and under Xiao Zhao's shy eyes, gently held her hand.

"Anyway, if you accompany me to meet this Emei disciple before you leave, you should taste it for an old Taoist priest." Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but say.

"Hold this." Zhuo Ao handed over the handkerchief that Xiao Zhao used to wipe his mouth just now.

"Why did you give me a handkerchief? I'm not a woman?" Zhang Sanfeng asked puzzled.

"I don't dare to ask for it, but if you want to meet Emei disciples, you'd better look at your image. If you go to meet Emei disciples in your current state, you will lose all face." Zhuo Ao glanced at it speechlessly. Zhang Sanfeng said.

Seeing the two walking towards Zhenwu Hall together, Zhang Wuji said enviously, "Brother Zhuo is really a man of temperament, dare to love and hate."

"Temperament, you ghost!" Zhang Sanfeng knocked on Zhang Wuji's head with hatred and said, "You also believe this kind of thing, I'm sure, he definitely said this to more than one woman, and you can tell it's right at a glance. Veteran Hua Cong! That girl Xiao Zhao is not far from falling."

"Isn't Miss Xiao Zhao very dangerous?" Zhang Wuji couldn't help turning pale when he heard this, "Master, should we save her?"

"I'll save you, you big-headed ghost!" Zhang Sanfeng said helplessly: "They never said they would abandon Xiao Zhao, and, girls, do they like sweet talk? Do you know if you want to coax them? No matter how stupid you are, how can you please a girl?" Happy?"

"Master, you seem to be an old virgin, why do you know so much?" Zhang Wuji stared at Zhang Sanfeng.

"I'll hit you..." Zhang Sanfeng's old face was embarrassing, and he was about to hit you, but Zhang Wuji had already slipped away.

"This kid, it's only been three days and he can already run so fast!" Zhang Sanfeng stared, watching Zhang Wuji go away, the angry expression on his face gradually dissipated, replaced by a wry smile and longing, old virgin?Hehe~
A quarter of an hour later, above the Zhenwu Hall, seven Emei disciples who covered their faces in white veils walked up to the Zhenwu Hall, and the first one, a graceful woman, gave Zhang Sanfeng a little blessing, took off the veil on her face, and immediately burst into glamour. The light shone everywhere, making the eyes of countless Wudang disciples who hadn't seen a woman in several years startled: "Emei disciple Zhou Zhiruo, I pay my respects to Daoist Zhang."

"What a little coquettish fox." Standing behind Zhuo Ao, Xiao Zhao curled his lips in disdain, looked at the disciples of Wudang, even Zhang Wuji looked ecstatic, and couldn't help cursing inwardly: "Man , not a single good thing!"

"Huh?" Zhuo Ao turned his head and looked at Xiao Zhao in surprise.

"Ah, young master, I'm not talking about you." Xiao Zhao quickly waved his hand.

"You mean I'm not a man?" Zhuo Ao joked.

"Of course not...Xiao Zhao didn't mean that." The more Xiao Zhao explained, the more confused he became, his eyes rolled, and he said to Zhuo Ao: "My lord, everyone is looking at that woman, why don't you?"

"The most beautiful one is already here, what else is there to see?" Zhuo Ao shrugged.

"Unexpectedly, the young master would be slick and ignore you." Xiao Zhao's pretty face flushed, and she turned her head to look away.

Zhuo Ao smiled slightly, and didn't take it seriously, Zhou Zhiruo was indeed a stunning beauty in the works of Mr. Jin, her beauty was not only about her appearance, but also her kindness, and Gigi Lai was also Zhuo Ao's favorite actress in her previous life, It's a pity that when these two elements are combined, and after the director's blending, if there is anything about the secret realm of the leader of the Demon Cult that Zhuo Ao is dissatisfied with, it may be Zhou Zhiruo, no, it should be said that the entire Emei School, in the director's plot Both of them are distorted. Although the extermination in the original book is not likable, it has its own distinctive style, jealousy is like hatred, love and hatred are clear, and sex is like a fire. Here, in addition to martial arts, it is different from several other sects. As for Zhou Zhiruo, Zhuo Ao didn't want to talk about it anymore, this character has basically been destroyed, and it is also the only one that Zhuo Ao hates among Gigi Lai's roles.

"Qingshu, you just wait for me to teach Miss Zhou a set of Wudang swordsmanship these few days, which is my Wudang return gift." At this time, the matter of the Emei Sect has been dealt with. He just snatched it in a fit of anger. Although the Yitian Sword was good, he didn't even bother to snatch it.

"Thank you, Master Zhang." Zhou Zhiruo's face was filled with joy, and at this moment, that philistine face completely destroyed the last trace of Zhou Zhiruo's temperament.

"Brother Zhuo, since you have to leave, I can't force you to stay, I'll take you down the mountain." Zhang Sanfeng nodded very perfunctorily, probably didn't like this girl very much, and greeted Zhuo Ao.

"Alright."

"Senior Brother Song, who is this person?" Zhou Zhiruo looked suspiciously at the back of Zhuo Ao who left side by side with Zhang Sanfeng, she was a little curious to be considered friends by Zhang Sanfeng's peers.

"Oh, it's Zhuo Ao Zhuo, the soul-chasing knight widely rumored in the Jianghu." Zhuo Ao was well-known, although Song Qingshu was also somewhat displeased with Zhuo Ao, but he didn't dare to show it at the moment.

"Is he the Soul Chaser Gun?"

(End of this chapter)