Cultivation Teacher's Life Record

Even though Dongming said this, how could the Tang family let him go?

This is a living god. Most people will never encounter it in their lifetime. Now the old man has come to his door in person. It is a rare opportunity, so how can he let it go in vain? Especially when Tang Lao is old and may pass away at any time.

It would be a great blessing for the Tang family if the old god in front of them could give them some advice on how to maintain their health and extend their lifespan.

"Old god, stay here. Why did you leave just now if you didn't come here? Why don't you have to sit here for a while? It's not too late to leave after lunch." Mr. Tang stood up hurriedly and said with a smile.

"Xiao Tang, you don't have to be polite. Pindao has been going on a diet recently and is not suitable for eating meat and vegetables." Dongming replied.

Bigu! Isn’t that not eating the fireworks of the world?

When the young man of the Tang family heard this, his heart became even hotter. We don’t seek to become immortals or gods, nor do we want to gain any wealth. As long as the old man lives in good health and lives for a few more years, that will be enough!

"Old god, are you still blaming me for the offense I just committed? If you really blame me, I will kneel down to apologize to you." Tang Xingqiang said and knelt down to Dongming.

This is a major event related to whether his father can continue to live longer, and whether the Tang family can go further and more gloriously. Not to mention asking Tang Xingqiang to kneel down and apologize to Dongming, he is also willing to call him grandpa. In fact, with Dongming

He is old enough to be called grandpa.

"What are you doing?" Dong Ming flicked the fly whisk, and Tang Xingqiang could no longer kneel down and was forced to straighten up.

After Dong Ming shook his head, he looked at Old Tang and said, "Xiao Tang, I know what you mean, but birth, old age, illness and death are natural laws. You are not a person of my Tao, and it is not easy to live to this age. Even an old Taoist is fighting against fate.

You have to go when it’s time to go!”

Speaking of this, Dongming couldn't help but feel a little sad. If it weren't for the teacher, wouldn't he be lingering now, waiting to be buried?

After all, Mr. Tang has experienced many battles of life and death, and he has a more open-minded view of life and death than Tang Xingqiang and others. Seeing Dongming say this. Knowing that in the face of the natural laws of life, old age, illness and death, even Dongming is helpless, so he gave up his thoughts.

.When Tang Xingqiang and Tang Xingzhong saw what Dongming said, although they were a little unwilling to give up, they couldn't think of any words to persuade them to stay. However, Tang Xuhong suddenly thought of Zhang Weidong, and his eyes couldn't help but light up and said: "Dad, Duan Wei brought a

A young man wants to see you."

"Didn't you see that dad and the old god are discussing ways to maintain health?" Tang Xingzhong was having a headache as to how to keep the old god here. But he saw that the fourth sister had no care at all. At this time, she actually mentioned Duan Wei and some young man and couldn't help but say it.

scolded.

Even if Duan Wei has a high status now, can he still compare with his father's long life?

"Well, that young man said he recognized the old god." Tang Xuhong was scolded by her third brother Tang Xingzhong, and her heart suddenly became uncertain, and she hesitated in a low voice.

This is a real living god. How could a young man named Zhang Weidong know him? Don't make things worse, and instead annoy him.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Tang Xingzhong was even more dissatisfied this time. Even Mr. Tang was a little dissatisfied.

He didn't know who the young man was, but didn't he know who Duan Wei was? Besides, the old god himself said it. He hadn't gone down the mountain for decades. How old was that young man this year? How could he possibly know him?

he?

"Oh? What's that young man's name?" Dongming's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, and his snow-white eyebrows also raised.

At his age, he used to be able to rely on his old age and ignore young people, but now he doesn't dare! Isn't his teacher now a young man who looks like a young man?

"His name is Zhang Weidong, he is from Wuzhou..." Tang Xuhong originally saw that Tang Xingzhong said she was talking nonsense, and she secretly cursed herself for being so obsessed with it, why did she just listen to him and come in to report, but when Dongming asked her, she had to answer.

But before Tang Xuhong finished speaking, she felt a gust of wind suddenly blowing, and her eyes blurred, and the old immortal disappeared like a god.

Mr. Tang and his family watched the old god's seemingly old body fly out of the hall like a ghost. The speed was as fast as a bullet coming out of a gun. Their jaws almost dropped to the floor.

Is this human speed? If the old god is willing to represent the country in some track and field sprint competition of 100 meters or 200 meters. What the hell is Bolt? It is estimated that some flying man has just started behind him, and the old man has already reached the finish line.

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Mr. Tang and his family felt stupid for a while, and then walked out of the hall in a panic.

The old god was so calm just now, such an upright old man, but now he is like a young man who is eager to enter the bridal chamber. If Mr. Tang and his family could not guess that this young man named Zhang Weidong is extraordinary, they

It's better to hit the wall collectively.

Duan Wei and Zhang Weidong were still sitting in the living room of the wing.

Because of Dong Ming, an old friend of Tang Dynasty, although Zhang Weidong still missed Lu Yafen's father, he was much more leisurely and contented than at the beginning. After Tang Xuhong left, he drank tea without any hurry. But Duan Wei still felt good in his heart after all.

I wasn’t very confident, and I felt a little uneasy. I didn’t know what would happen if an old Taoist priest really walked out of Tang’s house. What would be the relationship between this old Taoist priest and Zhang Weidong?

Because of his uneasiness, Duan Wei walked to the door and looked into the main room to see if an old Taoist priest would really come out.

When Duan Wei was looking around, his eyes suddenly blurred. An old Taoist priest with white beard and white hair suddenly appeared in front of him like a ghost in broad daylight. Duan Wei was almost frightened to the point of having a heart attack.

Dongming just rushed out of the hall, although he was as fast as a bullet. But when he arrived at the door of the wing, he seemed to have suddenly turned into a real 118-year-old man, and it was even a little difficult to walk.

Under Duan Wei's surprised gaze, Dongming carefully straightened his clothes and then walked in quietly.

"Dongming, it turns out that you and Mr. Tang are old friends, which made me wait here for a long time." Seeing Dongming come in, Zhang Weidong stood up and greeted him with a smile.

Zhang Weidong's words were so frightening that Dongming's legs went weak, and he bent his knees and was about to kneel down towards Zhang Weidong.

This is no joke. The disciples are chatting inside, but the teacher is asked to wait outside. This is extremely treasonous!

Seeing that he was just joking casually, he was so frightened that Dongming turned pale, his beard was trembling, and Natou was about to kneel down to him. Zhang Weidong was so frightened that Zhang Weidong hurriedly reached out to help him and said: "Dongming, what are you doing?"

"Disciple is unfilial, unfilial! He actually made the teacher wait outside!" Although Dongming was grabbed by Zhang Weidong's arm and couldn't kneel down, his white beard was shaking non-stop, and tears were in his eyes, just like

It was like he had committed some heinous crime.

In fact, Dongming really thinks so. Zhang Weidong is his real mentor and reborn parent. Without Zhang Weidong, there would be no Dongming today, and it can even be said that there would be no future for the Qingcheng Sect.

Now, because of him, the teacher is waiting outside. This crime is not a big one, but what is a big crime?

Zhang Weidong almost got goosebumps when he saw Dongming's hands trembling, his beard trembling, and his eyes full of tears. At the same time, he secretly lamented that the older generation respected teachers and education to the core.

Zhang Weidong was both goosebumps and emotional, and Duan Wei was completely dumbfounded. He really doubted whether this old Taoist priest was a mental patient who escaped from a mental hospital. How could an old man with a white beard rush to a talented person?

The young man in his early teens burst into tears and said he was unfilial. Duan Wei still didn't understand at all, how could he start talking about being unfilial?

Duan Wei couldn't help but suspect that the old Taoist priest was a mental patient who ran away from the mental hospital, but Mr. Tang's family who arrived later did not dare to suspect that the old Taoist priest was a mental patient.

This was an old god who could throw Major General Tang away with just a flick of his fly whisk. He was so fast that he couldn't even carry Bolt's shoes for him! But what they never expected was that such an old god could not even carry his shoes.

The god even cried out to a young boy that "disciple is unfilial". Let alone Tang Xingzhong, even if Mr. Tang had lived a long time, he had never seen anything weirder than this.

One hundred and eighteen years old! Duan Wei didn't know the age of the old Taoist priest yet. Looking at his face, he probably thought he was only in his seventies. But Mr. Tang and the others knew better than anything else that the old Taoist priest was one hundred and eighteen years old.

At the age of eighteen, at this age, let alone the young grandfather in front of me, even the great-grandfather is more than enough!

But why did he say that his disciples were unfilial? How could he say the word "unfilial"? He was still in tears!

The heads of the Tang family, young and old, all went into panic. They just stood at the door stupidly, staring straight at an old man with a white beard and tearfully apologizing to a young boy. It was as if everything in the world had suddenly disappeared.

, all that is left is that extremely weird and incredible picture.

Dongming didn't care what other people thought of him. The more Zhang Weidong supported him and prevented him from kneeling down to apologize, the stronger the feeling of guilt in his heart became.

What a good teacher! What an amiable teacher! How could he teach such a rebellious disciple like me! Damn it, damn it!

Zhang Weidong saw that the more he supported Dongming, the more his white beard trembled, and the more tears he shed. Finally, he helplessly sunk his face and said: "Okay, Dongming, I still have something to do with Mr. Tang."

Discussing!"

"Yes, teacher." Not to mention, Zhang Weidong was polite to Dongming with nice words, but he wanted to die. But when Zhang Weidong's face really dropped, he was trembling all over, and he immediately treated him respectfully.

He responded, then stepped aside. His tears were gone, his beard was no longer shaking, but his face was a little pale.

When Duan Wei and the Tang family members saw this, their legs almost went weak and they couldn't stand still.

Damn it, this guy Weidong's medical skills are so amazing, right? He can even cure mental patients with just one sentence? Duan Wei, who is the deputy secretary of the Provincial Party Committee, also said something bad in his heart at this time.

Damn it! This kid is so awesome, the old god is even more obedient than the new recruit Danzi in front of him! The two generals, Mr. Tang and Tang Xingqiang and his son, also couldn't help but say swear words in their hearts.

A man of great ability, this guy Weidong is really a man of great ability! Tang Xuhong couldn't help but think of what Duan Wei said, and felt scared because she had a lot of prejudice against him just now. (To be continued)

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