The battle in the Yang Domain was stopped, and all the bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods came out, and Jiang Wang had to deal with it carefully.

immediately stopped practicing and went to the front yard with Dugu Xiao.

He himself doesn't have any good channels for the time being, and he has already entrusted Chong Xuansheng to buy the Kaimai Pill on behalf of him, and he will be able to complete it in a few days if he has promised Dugu Xiao to open the pulse before.

As soon as the courtyard was arranged, Jiang Wang didn't bother to do it, and it was all managed by Dugu Xiao.

He didn't care much about that, but he did feel much more comfortable.

Visitors waited in the front yard.

This is a thin yellow-faced old monk, wearing a coarse linen monk's robe, stepping on a pair of open-toed straw sandals, and the black dirt is clearly visible in the exposed toes.

When Jiang Wang looked at him, he was also looking at Jiang Wang.

"Why did the master come?" Jiang Wang asked.

The yellow-faced old monk bowed with one palm: "The poor monk came by fate." ”

Jiang Wang didn't pick up his stubble, and he didn't fight with him, but only said deliberately: "If it is a fate, the meal can be arranged." ”

The yellow-faced old monk nodded: "In this way, there is a labor almsgiving." ”

Jiang Wang: ......

If it was just a fate, Dugu Xiao would have arranged it a long time ago.

This old monk must have some other purpose when he waited until this time.

is also his popularity, and his cultivation is unfathomable.

Jiang Wang didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble, and tried to restrain his curiosity when he didn't know who he was. So he deliberately used Huayuan to block him, but he didn't expect this old monk to get off the donkey by taking advantage of the slope.

I really want to turn fate!

Jiang Wang is also the lord of Qingyang Town, and he can still afford a meal.

Just staring at the stacks of bowls, Duguxiao's face was not so good-looking.

She is used to living a hard life and knows the truth of being diligent and thrifty. In the past, it was not that I had never seen a monk who had a relationship, usually just a bowl of rice and a few green vegetables, how could there be a lot of eating and drinking, and even eating more than 20 bowls of rice?

It's just that Jiang Wang didn't speak, so she had to endure it.

But when I went to the back kitchen, I quietly ordered to sprinkle more salt, so that the monk who was reincarnated by the starving ghost was salty and full, and it was not good to eat more.

The yellow-faced old monk was very pious when he ate, and he didn't speak, staring at the food, chewing and swallowing slowly. It looks carefully, but it doesn't taste slow.

The dishes were stacked high, and the cooks were so tired that they changed them.

Jiang Wang couldn't let such a strong man of unknown origin move at will, so he kept his patience very well and accompanied him.

It's inconvenient to explore the fog of obscurantism, but sitting like this, it's no problem to cultivate the Dao Yuan.

When the empty bowl increased to forty and there were nine empty plates, the yellow-faced old monk stopped his chopsticks, touched his stomach, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Is the master good at it?" Jiang Wang asked.

"The momentum cannot be exhausted, and the blessings cannot be exhausted. The old monk said solemnly: "Half full, you must exercise moderation." ”

“...... Taught. ”

The yellow-faced old monk glanced at him with a teachable expression.

But Dugu couldn't look down on it, so he helped his subordinates remove the dishes together, and he hid outside by the way.

"Amitabha. The yellow-faced old monk bowed with one palm, and only then did he remember to introduce himself: "The old monk is bitter, and the donor must be like thunder." ”

As far as Li is concerned, this monk is so old, and it is not easy to be contemptuous when it is not excessive.

Although Jiang Wang had never heard of any Master Kujue, he also cooperated: "The master's reputation is far and wide, and the kid must have heard of it." I don't know how ...... master is coming this time."

"It's all fate!"

The yellow-faced old monk's dry and wrinkled face seemed to be stretched: "The old monk and you have a fate!"

Before Jiang Wang could speak, the old monk said again: "Everyone in the world knows that the old monk is reasonable. ”

He looked Jiang Wang up and down, and the more he looked at it, the more happy he became: "With the grace of your meal, how can the old monk be free?"

Jiang Wang's sentence "You're polite" has not yet been exported.

The yellow-faced old monk has said: "Let me pass on your mantle!"

"Then pack up your things and follow me into the temple. I will teach what I have learned all my life, and in less than 30 years, I will be able to be like an old monk and be admired by the world......!

He said that he had come to pull Jiang Wang at the same time.

"And...... Wait!"

Jiang Wang jumped out of the distance in one step.

Crazy, right?

How can I say that I am also an eighteen-year-old master of the Tenglong Realm, and Qi Ting is a man in Qingyang Town. To be talented, to have strength, to have potential, to have potential, and the power is also developing.

Why don't you have the brains to ask me to leave all this to become a monk with you?

If it weren't for the fact that this old monk really had some cultivation in his body, not like a pure fool, Jiang Wang would have brushed his sleeves away a long time ago.

His heart was in a mess, but he still maintained basic politeness on his face: "Maybe there is some misunderstanding in the master? The kid has no intention of becoming a monk!"

The old monk Kujue looked very dissatisfied: "You don't have any plans now, and you don't know if you don't have any plans in the future?"

“......”

I don't know myself, you know?

Jiang Wang said as calmly as possible: "Not now, and there shouldn't be any in the future." ”

"You can only represent you now, not you in the future. The old monk said and walked this way: "Don't waste time, hurry up and apprentice!"

Jiang Wang vigilantly withdrew again, feeling a little dissatisfied in his heart: "Master, please respect yourself, don't mess around." ”

"You kid, why don't you listen to persuasion?" Jue Ku's brows wrinkled together: "The old monk is a person from the past, how can he lie to you? Before entering the empty door, he was also a freshly dressed and angry horse, thinking that the scenery was infinite, but the glory was like a shadow, and the world was full of ups and downs. After taking refuge in my Buddha, I finally attained supreme peace!"

Jiang Wang couldn't help but look at his sackcloth monk's robe, and then at his straw sandals with his toes exposed.

Although he is not as particular about enjoyment as Zhao Rucheng, he is not so perfunctory.

If this is "tranquility", ...... Not really.

Noticing Jiang Wang's gaze, Jue Ku's brows furrowed even deeper: "Ordinary wealth and wealth, can't you see through it?"

Jiang Wang said in a sullen voice: "I don't have Huigen. ”

“......”

Finally, it was the turn of the old monk to be silent.

The yellow-faced old monk was silent for a while, and reluctantly pulled the corners of his mouth: "It doesn't matter, as a teacher, you will turn stones into gold." ”

This person's cheek is as thick as Kunpi drum, and he didn't agree at all, he claimed to be a "teacher".

"You don't need to order it, I'm real gold!"

The word Master did not leave him with a good memory. So far, he has only sincerely admitted Dong A. From the initial vigilance, to the later trust, to the final deception......

Jiang Wang was aroused to be arrogant, and he didn't want to be accompanied anymore, so he turned around and walked out.

But somehow, after taking a few steps, my eyes must have found that I had returned to my original position!

What kind of means is this?

I didn't even realize it!

Jiang Wang pressed his sword and turned around: "Master, what do you mean?"

"Good apprentice, don't fight and kill with Master, it's not big or small. ”

Kujue said, stretching his hand forward.

The feet did not move, but the Sauvignon Blanc was already in his hands. Jiang Wang didn't react at all, he was empty-handed!

Those who use swords lose their swords, and they lose their lives when they die!

"The sword is good, but it's too fierce!" Ku Jue crossed the sword in front of him, stretched out his hand and brushed it slightly: "Today's good apprentice, for the teacher has no long things, I will help you a town!"

A Buddha's light flashed above the Sauvignon Blanc, and as soon as the bitterness was lost, Jiang Wang didn't notice the process, and his sword returned to his hand.

He gets along with this sword day and night, and is one heart.

I didn't see any change in Sauvignon Blanc, but I did feel that something was different.

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