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Chapter 951

After watching his nephew fill himself with another cup of milk tea, Daoist Xuan Zhen took a sip slowly and smashed his mouth, and then said slowly. "That kid Rahan, I'm afraid I've already taken the bait, but, nephew, can we need such trouble? It's really heart-wrenching to be so crooked, why don't you just talk to that kid, why do you have to let others guess and guess, how tiring it is......"

Hearing Xuanzhen Daoist's words, Qianyang Zhenren couldn't help but roll his eyes covertly, but he was also a Tang Dynasty national teacher, and he didn't show any emotion on the surface, and still explained with a smile. "Many things, if they are broken by the poor road, it is not beautiful, it is better to let His Highness Narahan figure it out by himself."

"If Poor Dao pierced that layer of window paper, maybe Rahan would be vigilant and think that Poor Dao would do something unfavorable to him."

"But isn't what we're doing now something that is not good for them? Wouldn't you be able to accept it without stabbing him? "Xuanzhen Dao Elder is not angry.

"Of course, that's what he figured out by himself, if it's not the poor way, the poor way is at most just to induce him to think about it, as for what he wants to do, it's none of the business of the poor road." is worthy of being an old bull nose who has been a national teacher for 30 years, at least in terms of touching people's hearts, but it is far much stronger than Xuan Zhen Dao Chang, who only knows how to play hooligans except for being cheated and abducted.

"Forget it, Dao Ye, I'm too lazy to mix these things, anyway, you can come as you think it's good, it's okay Uncle Shi, I'm going to rest, don't bother Dao Ye and me ......if it's okay" Dao Chang Xuanzhen rolled his eyelids for a long time, hmm...... If you don't understand, don't think about it, yesterday I stayed up all night to look at the picture of the Spring Palace, and tonight I went to the royal tent of His Royal Highness the Prince of Rahan and spent half a night eavesdropping on the information, even if it was an iron beater, he couldn't withstand such a toss.

Seeing that Uncle Shi said to sleep and sleep, he didn't wash at all, he directly kicked the shoes on his feet, and then directly wrapped a blanket and fell asleep, just a few blinks of an eye, the sound of snoring was already sounding, such a superfluous sleep magic skill, it really made Qianyangzi, who was about to say something, stunned, and shook his head helplessly for a long time, deciding not to remind this uncle to freshen up.

Then he picked up the milk tea in front of him, and with a hint of satisfaction, he sniffed it lightly in front of his nose, hey, the mellow taste of this milk tea is not quite right for Shenma, could it be that there is some deviation in his own tea making skills?

Qianyang Zhenren, the national teacher who has always paid great attention to grooming and health preservation, carefully recalled the order and means of cooking milk tea before he came, yes, and then closed his eyes and lowered his eyebrows and took a deep breath in front of the cup, and lay down in a groove.

In the end, Qianyang Zhenren looked at a pair of shoes resting on the opposite side of the copper brazier, which was the shoe that Uncle Fang Cai took off, and at this moment, with the baking of the copper pot charcoal fire, it seemed that something was rising.

"......" Qianyang Zhenren finally endured the conflict of jumping up, stretched out his hand, clenched into a fist and quickly retracted back, thought for a long time, and then found a stick from the camp tent, and then picked up the stinky shoes of the uncle, and put them outside the camp one by one, and then waved his big sleeves and plucked up a strong wind to drive out the stench in the camp tent, Xuan Zhen Dao Chang let out a long breath of turbidity in his chest.

Muma, tomorrow, no matter what, I must not live under the same roof with this uncle who does not pay attention to personal hygiene, no, it is sleeping in the same tent, it is too uncomfortable for him.

And the Xuanzhen Daoist slept like a dead pig without learning anything, and he didn't see his nephew's eyes full of resentment and grief at all.

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Early the next morning, Qianyang Zhenren came out of the camp tent early, and kicked the stinky shoes that were placed outside the tent curtain back into the camp tent in disgust.

I have to say that it is worthy of being the image spokesperson of the Tang Taoist organization, and the five birds are originally an exercise program that has evolved from the natural posture of the five kinds of birds and beasts.

But the real person of Qianyang, the national teacher, is different, every action seems so stretchy and freehand, elegant and dusty, and there is endless chic. Seeing the expressions of envy and awe on the faces of the people of those caravans, this is the fucking living immortal.

Well, as for the snoring sound coming from time to time in the tent, it reminds everyone that there is also a living immortal uncle inside, and for this uncle of the Tang Dynasty National Teacher, everyone really has a ...... of them

I really don't know how to describe it, if Qianyang Zhenren is like the ethereal golden wall of the glorious fairy palace, then the Xuanzhen Daoist is like a thatched pit built casually by thatch.

The difference is so big that it is difficult to look at it directly, at least on the way to the Qihu Golden Horde Royal Court, for this Xuanzhen Taoist who eats, drinks, prostitutes, gambles, and has all five drugs, he can't get better if he wants to have a good impression.

And the national teacher, not only treats people kindly, but also has a lot of personal charm, and is also good at solving problems for people, unlike his shameless uncle, a few small bets on copper plates, this gambling lost and turned his face and didn't admit it, such a superlative, is it really the uncle of the national teacher?

If it weren't for the face of the national teacher, if it weren't for the face of their own grandmother, everyone really wanted to take advantage of a dark and windy night to take a sack to trap that shameless guy and then take a brick to greet that shameless man, so as to relieve everyone's hatred.

And the five poultry dramas of Qianyang real people fell into the eyes of those Qihu barbarians, and it was indeed a fierce earthquake to those Qihu barbarians, although I don't know what kind of nerves this Tang Dynasty national teacher had to dance here early in the morning.

However, these Qihu barbarians, who often watched shaman dances and had rich experience in appreciating the great gods, unanimously agreed that although this great Tang national teacher did not know what his other skills were, at least, if this great national teacher was allowed to come to dance the great gods to cure diseases and exorcise demons, in terms of observation alone, it would definitely surpass all the grassland shamans they had seen.

Qianyang Zhenren, who didn't know what his daily exercise was choreographed into, saw more and more onlookers, not only did he not feel uncomfortable, but he became more and more free, after all, this product was cultivated as the spokesperson of the image of Zhenwushan.

In order to meet the needs of the majority of square dance lovers and dancing gods, the exercise time of the five bird opera was specially delayed for an extra quarter of an hour before slowly ending the work.

And His Royal Highness Lahan, who had already heard the news and rushed over and admired it for a long time, appeared and walked towards Qianyang Zhenren with a smile. "Xiao Wang has seen the national teacher, I can't imagine that the heritage of the Central Plains is really profound, the shaman dance of the national teacher is really pleasing to the eye, I don't know if the national teacher is dancing the exorcism shaman dance, or ......."

Hearing the words of His Royal Highness Lahan, Qianyang Zhenren, who originally saluted His Highness Lahan with a smile on his face, felt that he had been hit by an arrow in his knee, and almost knelt down completely, grinning, and barely laughed for a long time, and quickly waved his hand. “…… Fang Cai Poor Dao is not dancing shamanic dance, but practicing a guiding technique that can strengthen the body and prolong life. ”

"Channeling? A game of five beasts to play together? "I don't have much knowledge, and Lahan, who has passed the fourth level of Chinese, looks like his pupils are dilated, and he looks at the real person in Qianyang in front of him in a daze, and his heart can be described as a burst of thunder.

Countless grass and mud horses crossed the vast Pacific Ocean, crossed the Chihu steppe, and ran in the Malagobi in the heart of His Highness Lahan.

Hearing Lahan's words, Qianyang Zhenren almost went crazy, and the degree of surging in his heart was no worse than that of Lahan, anyway, the number of grass and mud horses galloping in the hearts of the two of them at the moment can be calculated in hundreds of millions.

In the end, Qianyang Zhenren, who was still good at disguising his emotions, recovered first, pulled the corners of his mouth, and squeezed out a slightly embarrassed smile, and then said: "That highness, this five beasts, refers to the ancestors imitated every move of the five kinds of beasts, thus creating an exercise similar to dance, with a standardized exhalation method, so that people can greatly benefit from this exercise method, and have the effect of prolonging life......"