The Bodhi Space of the End Times

Chapter 202
The evening wind blows through the emerald green and dense purple bamboo forest!

All over the mountains and plains, there is the rustling sound of bamboo leaves colliding.

Groups of greedy sparrows swooped down from the purple bamboo and landed in the yellow wheat field, starting their dinner feast.

A few cuckoos, in the mountains, forests and fields, called out slowly: "Cuckoo. Cuckoo"

In the third gate on the edge of the back mountain.

Haohao and Linger, with Jiajia and Taotao, brought the stewed meat and fruit from home into the hut, which made the beast hiding deep in the wall salivate.

But even if they were hungry, they didn't dare to kill each other in the enclosure, let alone approach the gate.

In the living room of Lin Xiaomei's house.

Jiang Ming told Zhou Yu with a little modification what he had discussed with Liu Suying in the afternoon.

After Zhou Yu heard this, he wasn't too surprised, but he was still a little puzzled by what kind of outside deacon.

After pondering for a moment, he raised his deep and dark eyes and looked at Jiang Ming and Liao Jianjun.

"What kind of contribution does this outer door deacon need to make? Is there any mandatory task?"

Jiang Ming and Liao Jianjun looked at each other with admiring smiles on their faces.

Look at the way people ask this question, it is clean and neat, and it hits the point straight away, I don't want to admire it! !
"There are no contributions or tasks. It's just that the Tai Chi exercises cannot be passed on to the outside world for the time being. If I want to teach you, there must be a name."

After Jiang Ming finished speaking, he picked up the teacup calmly and took a sip of tea.

It's just the curved lips and eyebrows that revealed his good mood at the moment.

Liao Jianjun looked at his friend, the old god, drinking tea, and couldn't help but curse in his heart: Everyone is on your boat, and what happens in the future is not up to you.

Zhou Yu raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, and gave Jiang Ming an unpredictable look. Obviously, he also thought that this was an obvious pitfall.

But even if it was a pit, he wanted to jump in and have a look.

The Zhou family plays an important role in both military and political circles, but at the same time, their family is also a family of martial arts.

Zhou Yu has practiced martial arts with his grandfather since he was a child, and his kung fu is not weak.

Because of the opportunity of the Blizzard this time, it made him accidentally develop the dark energy, which is the internal force, three months ago.

Ever since he gained internal strength, Zhou Yu seemed to have opened the door to a new world. Apart from government affairs, he devoted himself to martial arts training every day.

But even if their family is a family of martial arts, the martial arts cheats they have are just some outsiders' kung fu and simple methods of breathing luck.

But these martial arts cheats can no longer satisfy Zhou Yu's cultivation.

Therefore, he is in urgent need of a good set of cultivation techniques, even if he knows that this is a trap, he can't take care of so much.

He casually picked up the orange on the coffee table and began to peel it slowly.

"Well! Okay! Then let me be the deacon of the outer sect! If I meet someone with good qualifications, can I develop the outer sect?"

Zhou Yu asked Jiang Ming while peeling the skin.

Jiang Ming nodded when he heard the words: "Yes, but you have to register and make a book, so that it will be convenient for future management."

"Naturally, we will be in the same sect from then on. May I ask who is our sect master?" Zhou Yu trailed off, his eyes wandering over the two of them with rare curiosity.

Jiang Ming didn't answer the words, and drank tea seriously with his eyes and nose watching.

Liao Jianjun saw that his friend didn't pick up the quarrel, so he had no choice but to say: "Don't look at us, we are not the head, Suying is."

Zhou Yu's hand to peel the orange froze immediately, and looked at the two of them in surprise. He never thought that the woman who was as pale as a chrysanthemum would be the head of the Wuji Sect.

(End of this chapter)