My Teacher is a Rebirthed Immortal

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Whether it is Jiu Dao people or Yin Yang Dao people, at this moment, their hearts are extremely excited, looking at Qing Changhong's eyes, it is full of worship.

Qing Changhong was a half-step guru before, and was an extremely special half-step guru. Almost no one reached this step in the deduction.

His ability to make everyone awed by him, plus the identity of Langfang, at least throughout China, no one dared to provoke.

And now that Qing Changhong has become a master, it is standing at the peak. How does one make them unexcited when such a character appears.

In particular, Yin-Yang Taoists also involve this way, eager to get guidance.

"Guru, this is Guru..." Jiu Dao sighed in the heart, the choppy waves, and very unsteady, because only he knew that this senior Changhong came to find another equivalent.

"Sure enough, Chu Yi is King Chu Yan!"

In his heart, he was shocked fiercely. Although the nine Daoists were affirmed before, when he saw such a young King Chu Yan, he still didn't believe it in his subconscious mind, but he didn't have the guts to prove it.

But now, with the emergence of Qing Changhong, everything is clearly explained.

Otherwise, such a big man, there is no need to come to a Chu family.

Seeing the respectful respect of the two half-step masters, all the guests did not keep up with the speed of their brains for a while.

"Senior Changhong, who is this person? Did it save the lives of the two half-step master sons?" a young man murmured.

"How do I feel like the name has been heard somewhere."

"Changhong..." A fat man was holding a wine glass in his hand. The wine in it was originally full, but now he didn't drink at all. Every time a character appeared, he shook in shock. Now the wine was gone.

But at this moment, his mung bean eyes suddenly widened, his greasy cheeks suddenly shrunk in, and he looked like Lord Yan.

The hand shook violently, and the wine glass fell to the ground, with a click, it was all broken.

But he didn't realize it.

A pair of eyes, full of fear and awe.

"It's him!"

"Who?" asked a companion beside him.

"He..." The fat man was almost terrified.

"Qing Changhong, the leader of the National Spike Department, the master of martial arts Qing Changhong!"

The fat man almost roared out with all his strength. After a blast, he collapsed into a seat like a deflated ball and was sweating in vain.

Within the huge courtyard, there was a shock at first, and then a breathtaking breath continued to sound.

They do not have spikes in their minds, nor Qing Changhong, and only heard the four most important words-Master Budo!

The people on the scene, either rich or expensive, do not understand the meaning of these four words.

A generation of guru, it is standing at the pinnacle of human beings. Some people say that this is the direction of human evolution in the future.

Others say that this is comparable to the existence of nuclear weapons.

The master is used to intimidate Western forces and make it difficult for them to invade China.

"Impossible, how could Senior Changhong come to the surname Chu, I haven't told him about it." The scene was most shocked than Zhou Yan.

At this time, as if he had been petrified, he could no longer move halfway.

He even wanted to threaten Chu Yi with mace, but the other party clearly knew the upper level in mace.

At the thought of this, he was trembling with coldness, but he could not speak a word, and he forgot to get up and greet him.

"Master Guru..."

As people sighed deeply, and after restoring a little reason, many people woke up and looked at Chu Yi again, a pair of double pupils, as if an earthquake of magnitude 18 occurred.

"Guru Wu Dao came to see Master Chu?"

"No way……"

"This is too..."

The mouths of the Chu Shanliu couple have never been closed.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. There must be something wrong. My nephew has no such skill."

His voice trembled, and there was already a fear that he could not speak.

"Huh? Your old bald donkey is here too." Qing Changhong saw Liang Shangjun at first glance, and was quite surprised.

The two of them didn't ventilate, but they never met.

"I feel that there is nothing good about you here," Liang Shangjun joked.

Qing Changhong smiled and said nothing. He ignored Chu's shocked eyes and walked straight to Chu Yi's side. He was very respectful to Chu Yi, although it wouldn't be a surprise, but his attitude also showed his strength.

"Teacher Chu, I haven't seen you for a while. I can't see you more and more. I could still see the numerology, but now I can't see it at all."

"It's just a little trick." Chu Yi chuckled.

At his table, no one dared to take a seat, all stood up consciously, and only Chu Yi sat down.

When everyone saw such a scene, they were stunned.

No one bothers, or dare not bother.

"Why!"

Not far away, Chu Zhongfei's eyes were extremely scarlet, full of bloodshot eyes. Because of too much force, his nails pierced his palm, and a little red blood penetrated.

He did not believe that even Qing Changhong and other martial masters came to Chu Yi.

Click!

Sitting next to him, Ouyang Yi, a million-fold plum blossom fan, fell to the ground, contaminated with dust.

His nose flared slightly, his whole body trembling, crackling and tense.

"I don't believe this is true, there are definitely other secrets..."

"Did he save Qing Changhong's son again?"

On the main table, only Ouyang Si and Chu Yunyun were there, but they were all standing.

Chu Yunyun suddenly smiled: "Ouyang Division, do you think now, will I still marry you?"

Ouyang Si froze in place, without a word for a while, he knew that with Chu Yi's network, as long as one sentence, even his grandfather had to give in.

A martial arts master with spiked teeth, the energy in his hands is simply unimaginable.

Before today, no one would take Chu Yi to heart, but after today, they discovered that the other party had never been to them.

Chu Shanhe looked strangely at his son, only to feel a strange feeling.

"This stupid boy, it's so deep to hide."

...

Qing Changhong saw that the greeting was almost the same, and smiled: "Ms. Chu, I came here this time, but came with a task."

"Mission?" Chu Yi raised an eyebrow.

"Yes." Qing Changhong smiled a little treacherously, and as his words fell, he saw three burly figures at the door.

The speaker at the door was completely silent this time.

Just because the three men were wearing military uniforms all over the body, the five-pointed stars, one by one, made everyone's eyes touch the moment they couldn't move away.

"I'll go, a general, a lieutenant general, a major general!"

"..."

For the master of martial arts, they only knew that it was very powerful, but few people could see it with their own eyes.

The Chu family went up and down, all dull. Where have they seen such a scene, that is a group of young generals in China, the oldest, but only fifty years old.

The major general was in his early thirties.

"I have a bad hunch."

"Needless to say, see who they are going to know who they are looking for."

"Teacher Chu!"

"Absolutely still him!"

People were so shocked, but they dared not speak loudly, and covered their throats.

No one on Chu Yi’s side can offend them.

At this time, even Chu Huaige had suspected that he was dizzy and had hallucinations.

With so many guests showing up, he, the Chu family, did not say hello.

Some old bodies staggered twice, but they didn't know.

The three of them walked straight to Chu Yi and nodded at Qing Changhong. The admiral's serious face finally showed a little smile after seeing Chu Yi.

"Teacher Chu, we represent the country and Senior Changhong represents Langya. We officially invite you to become a Langya instructor."

Thunder sounded like a flat land.

But there was no sound.

A quiet piece around.

There were flying birds passing by, and white snow drifting by, everyone seemed to be performing a sedentary technique. At this moment, even the eyeballs did not move.

"Wufang?" Chu Yi looked at Qing Changhong, with some helpless eyes, he remembered that he had refused.

"Don't I say that, I didn't have that time or interest."