However, the elders did not believe it all. In the past sixteen years, how many eyes have been sunny and secretly peeking at the sad Hufeng, do you know?

Master Miaomu Immortal became famous when he was young, with a transcendent talent and a famous name in all the worlds and continents. Who doesn’t know each sect or sect?

Don’t talk about the inside of the sect, [Piaomiao Sect], [Qixian Sect], [Lingtian Sect], several elders who have always had contact with me Wuji Xianshan came to visit from time to time, and they were all inquiries about their whereabouts of their master.

Even [Xianduzhou] has been walking frequently with the lords of the peaks and the disciples in the sect for nearly ten years.

Junior brother, this matter is probably not hidden. You... have you thought about how to deal with it?"

Lu Wuxiang's face darkened, and he shook his head helplessly and said, "Senior Brother, I'm going to tell you that I just returned to Wuhu Peak, and I realized that the [God of Consciousness Array] had been moved by someone.

I didn't look closely, but I just simply tested it, and dozens of spiritual power breaths were left on the formation."

After saying that, a passage that my little apprentice had said many times suddenly popped up in Lu Wuxiang's mind.

‘Master, don’t be impulsive if you have any problems in the future. First discuss with your disciple. One person is short, two are strong, and three cobblers can still beat Zhuge Liang…’

Although he didn't know what Zhuge Liang was referring to, he couldn't help but feel moved.

"Senior brother, let's not inform the elder of this matter for now. Rong Wuxiang has a few days, can he?!"

True Man Douyuan pondered for a moment, nodded and said, “That’s it.

Three days later, Elder Yixian of Tianyi Palace will open an altar to preach. By then, someone will report your return."

Lu Wuxiang raised his hand and bowed, "Three days is enough.

If you have a way, you will have it now. If you don’t have a way, it will be in vain.

Senior brother, thank you!”

After Lu Wuxiang left, Zhenren Douyuan took off the airtight barrier, stood by the window, sucking the words that the junior brother had just said [There is a way to do it now, if there is no way to think about it for a long time, it will be in vain]. He couldn't help but smiled slightly and said to himself: "This is a bit of a Taoist meaning..."

…………

Sad Hufeng.

Li Changan, who was salivated by the big and black leopard monster with four tails, stood speechlessly in the corridor on the second floor of the bamboo house.

The thunder rolled in my heart, and I was full of a bunker.

Black Tornado Simba VS the old Taoist Lu Wuxiang, somehow, the two of them opened their mouths and cursed without saying a word.

So far, roughly estimated that the scolding has lasted for more than a quarter of an hour.

Old Taoist Lu exhausted all his life and went back and forth, "You evil beast don't be rude." "Beasts are beasts after all, and they have been practicing wildly for many years." "You are not here, so you want to go to the room to peel bamboo." "Now that Master is reborn, why don't you kneel down and say to Master's name quickly... These few words.

Black Tornado still has a curse style. He first greeted the ancestors of the old Taoist 18 generations, and then began to go astray.

‘Boy, when you were running around with your crotch-open pants, I saw your round butt egg.’ ‘I’m a divine beast. You’re not big or small anymore, you’ll swear to death’, ‘La Miao, this idiot, has become even stupider after being reborn. I won’t call this little ghost who has not even grown all the hairs as the master’…

During this period, Li Changan wanted to persuade the fight many times.

However, he wanted to ask more about these two people and beasts who were practicing the "Swearing Dafa", because they often had to point their hands or claws at themselves.

This clash of criticism has something to do with me?

It really...yes.

"Old Miao, idler, ask you. Wai, little devil, talk."

"Chang'an, whisper, whisper and listen to it."

Li Changan looked at the master hovering in the air outside the bamboo house, and then looked at the black whirlwind with four feet on the water. He was confused and couldn't figure out the situation.

"I? Say, what do you say?"

"Who is more important to us or this old guy?" asked Black Tornado.

"Then, of course I am. You are just a cavalry." Old Dao Lu said with a caress, looking a little proud on his face.

"Who is the mount? Old boy, we are the divine beast..."

Seeing that the two of them were about to arguish again, Li Changan yelled angrily, "Don't, quarrel, it's time!"

"Master, what's going on? Why did you point to your disciple and say 'Nasty Soul Regeneration'? What does it mean?"

Li Changan felt a little in his heart, as if he had figured out something, but he didn't fully understand.

"Puff," Manman lowered his head and exhaled his breath. The lake was blown everywhere. It paved its claws and said, "Idiot, don't you understand yet?

Didn’t we just tell you first? You are Lao Miao, and Lao Miao is you.”

Li Changan looked at his master, and Old Dao Lu nodded: "Chang'an, the first thing that the master has to discuss with you when he comes back is this matter. He was disturbed by this guy and almost forgot about it.

You are your master Miaomuxian, and the Nascent Soul is reborn in a solid form..."

Li Changan only felt a buzzing sound in his ears, and most of the things his master said later were not heard clearly.

What the hell?!

I am my master?!!
Chapter completed!