Master of the city

Since they invited him, if he didn't go there, it would be a bit of a loss of propriety. Anyway, he came and didn't care about walking a little late. Zhang Fan followed Si Kongliang to SONGFENG.

"Fusheng wuliangtianzun, benefactor Zhang, just now there are a lot of people talking about things, and there are many things in the body, and there are many slights. Please forgive me."

See Zhang Fan come over, loose breeze long is very polite hit a check head.

"Good Taoist." Zhang Fan, who drew the gourd in the same way, returned a gift, but he didn't say much.

SONGFENG Taoist priest is mature. How can he not see that Zhang Fan is not in a high mood because of what happened before? Ha ha a smile, stretched out his hand to hold Zhang Fan's hand and said: "go for a walk, let's have a talk in the quiet room of poor road. Since benefactor Zhang can sit at the bottom, he must be a broad-minded person. I don't think he will quarrel with poor road, a half cut old man. I'm right."

Zhang Fan turned a white eye in his heart. The old man's mouth was blocked. If he said there was something wrong, wouldn't that mean he was narrow-minded? In silence, I had to go up with the old Taoist.

A moment later, Zhang Fan, Si Kongliang, Liu facheng, master SONGFENG and master lingxu all sat in master SONGFENG's quiet room. It is obvious that the relationship between lingxu and SONGFENG is very good, and in terms of seats, lingxu's Taoist View should be ranked third in the whole Association, second only to the two presidents.

"Benefactor Zhang, I've just offended a lot outside. I still hope Haihan."

After sitting down, SONGFENG once again apologized to Zhang Fan, this time more sincere than before.

"I'm worried too much. I'm a small generation. I should be more restrained in front of the elders."

People apologized twice and again, but Zhang Fan couldn't make a face, so he could only say something polite.

"Ha ha ha, little generation, you are a great little generation, Xiao Zhang. What's the difference between you and Ruiyun Guan? Qian Yuanzi is plotting against you at the door. He's a dead end. I'm afraid he won't be able to eat even when he goes back to the Taoist temple. " Compared with SONGFENG real person, lingxu real person is not so polite. Speaking is like teasing among friends. On the contrary, it makes Zhang Fan feel good.

"It's nothing. Once the patient's daughter begged me. When she got to the place, she found that the patient's son had invited Taoist priest Qian Zhenzi. Taoist priest Qian Zhenzi didn't improve and put the pot on my head. I'm a young man. I'm very angry and I made a bet with him. If I can cure the old man, he will eat the ash, and the result will be..."

Zhang Fan didn't go on talking. What's the result? Isn't it clear to see the performance of Qianyuan?

"Hahaha, I also said that after the meeting last time, there was a plate of mosquito fragrance in the toilet. It turned out that Qian Zhenzi left it." SONGFENG real person seems to think of something, can't help laughing out, but let the indoor atmosphere more harmonious a bit.

After laughing, SONGFENG turned to Sikong Liang and asked, "Sikong, in my opinion, the little benefactor Zhang you invited can really live for us."

Mr. SONGFENG's words made Zhang Fan stunned. Judging from his performance when he came in, Mr. SONGFENG didn't know why situ Liang asked him to come. How can he now open his mouth and say that he asked Zhang Fan to come to the town?

"Ha ha, what the real person said is true. The day before I told you the news, I wonder if any of the younger generation of our association can hold this arena. After all, if we talk behind closed doors, the older generation can't compete in this arena. If you win, you will be charged with deceiving the small. If you lose by accident, it will be a long-lasting scandal. When I went back yesterday, I called Lao Liu and asked him if he had any candidates. Unexpectedly, he recommended such a rising star in Jiangzhou to me. "

When situ Liang said the word "rising star", the eyes of lingxu and SONGFENG looking at Zhang Fan were strange, which made Zhang Fan feel a little fluffy. They didn't know what they meant. In the end, lingxu, who was more straightforward, asked what he had said in his stomach.

"Xiao Zhang, I think you are predestined with my Taoist school. When I saw you and Qian Yuanzi fighting, it seems that you have also cultivated my Taoist internal skills. I don't know where you learned from. Can you tell me?"

After a long time, I just want to find out my own bottom? Zhang Fan scratched his head.

"As far as my teacher's inheritance is concerned, I can only say that it was the Feng Shui situation school that helped Yang save the poor. As for master, to be honest, I learned these things by myself according to the books that my grandfather left me. I really didn't have a serious master. By the way, my grandfather's nickname is Zhang Banxian. Have you heard of them? "

"Zhang Banxian? Which Zhang Banxian? Isn't it Zhang Banxian from yunyin village? "

Listen to Zhang Fan mention Zhang Banxian's name, two real people are a Leng, finally or SONGFENG real person a little incredible asked out.

"Well, it's Zhang Banxian in yunyin village."

After such a long time, Zhang Fan's mind to find his grandfather is not as urgent as before. Today, I casually mention it, but I didn't expect that the two real people seem to know their grandfather. Can we find some clues here today?

"No wonder, no wonder!"

Lingxu Taoist priest patted his thigh. "Yunyin Zhang Banxian was the leader of geomantic omen in Jiangzhou 20 years ago, but his temper was a little strange. When I saw Zhang Banxian for the first time, I thought he was a charlatan, but I didn't know that he despised an expert."Old people like to talk about that year. Taoist priest lingxu and Taoist priest SONGFENG met Zhang Banxian once. When they recall Zhang Banxian's voice, face and smile, they have drawn into the distance with Zhang Fan.

Unfortunately, when Zhang Fan asked the two real people if they knew the whereabouts of their grandfather, they said they didn't have a deep friendship with Zhang Banxian, and they couldn't help finding Zhang Banxian's whereabouts. Fortunately, Zhang Fan has been used to not finding the news of his grandfather over the years, but he is not very disappointed.

"Xiao Zhang, I have a request from you. I don't know whether to speak or not."

After a sigh, lingxu immortal spoke again.

"If you have something to say, please tell me."

"Well Poor Taoist view, the son of heaven of little benefactor Zhang is outstanding, and he is predestined to my Taoism. Since little benefactor Zhang has no apprenticeship, I dare to ask, "would you like to convert to Taoism and come to my Xuyun view to practice Taoism?"

"What, what?"

Zhang Fan was forced by a sentence from lingxu. To tell you the truth, it's the first time that Zhang Fan has been invited to become a monk.

In other words, shouldn't this kind of passage only appear in novels and movies? A disheveled beggar comes up to you and takes out 18 basic dragon subduing palms from his arms. He says to you, "boy, I'm surprised at your bones. I'll give you the task of saving the world.". How come the master of this Taoist temple has begun to play this game?

"Wuliang Shoufu, you are not right. How can you persuade people to practice Taoism? It's a matter of fate to cultivate Taoism. Have you forgotten it? " Before Zhang Fan spoke, SONGFENG ran out to rescue him. However, before Zhang Fan could breathe, the next sentence of SONGFENG almost choked him to death.

"Since little benefactor Zhang has come to my Songzhu temple, he is predestined with me. Even if he practices Taoism, he should practice in my Songzhu temple."

"Daoyou, you're not right. Let's talk about first come, then come. I always put forward the matter of cultivating Taoism first. What's the matter with you?"

"It's not a real estate competition. First come first served depends on our own strength. Our Songzhu temple is the first avenue in Jiangzhou. There are many Taoists, and it's also the place where Taiyi saves kutianzun. The Grandmaster of Xiaozhang is nicknamed Yang Jiupin, who should be the same family. What's wrong?"

"So what? There are many Taoists in your Songzhu temple. I admit it. But don't forget, Taoist brother, the kundao in your Songzhu temple can't win much. Who in Jiangzhou Taoist temple doesn't know that the most beautiful kundao in Sanqing is my disciple Qinglian? "

"Daoyou, you are not right. How can you serve people with lust under the Sanqing gate? Besides, the incense is very popular in my temple, and the monthly income of the disciples is much higher than that in your temple. Are you afraid that there will be no beautiful woman willing to go with the little benefactor then? "

Zhang Fan, Si Kongliang and Liu facheng are just sitting there with their mouths wide open.

What's the meaning of this? You think that people are qualified and have wisdom. It's not impossible to recruit Guanli as a disciple, but can you stop being so disrespectful? They are all the masters of Daoguan. What do they say?

One is how beautiful my female apprentice is, and the other is shouting that my family has a lot of money. If I have money, I can't find any girls. Is this really like a family? Can you stop being so disrespectful?

"Cough, two, two real people, can we talk about something else?" Zhang Fan wiped the sweat on his brain door with his sleeve. He felt that he had better stop it. Otherwise, he was really afraid that the two old men would say how good their apprentices were in bed, or how many beautiful schoolgirls they had spent their wallets on. At the beginning of their conversation, they were a bit of a spectrum, but later the more they compared, the more they looked.

"Er..." Hearing Zhang Fan's voice, the two real people shut up at the same time. Recalling what they had just said, the two old faces turned red at the same time. Although these two real people are both observers, they are very good friends in private. On weekdays, when they get together, there is no lack of bickering. Today, this is also due to inertia. They forget that there are outsiders beside them.

"Cough, I'm sorry. I'm used to bickering with this old man. Don't blame me." SONGFENG awkwardly pulled his beard, "little benefactor Zhang, what I just said, do you think about it?"