I Have a Monster Farm

The four-eyed Taoist master suffered from pain and turned his head away. There were already three old Taoist priests with gray beards standing behind him.

The one in the middle, upright and awe-inspiring, holds a dust whisk and wears a black Taoist robe. His eyes are looking up and down at Zhang Ziyu behind his four eyes.

The one on the left is a little bigger, with an angry face, wide-eyed eyes, looking around, it is obvious that this old Taoist priest just did it, his eyes are like copper bells, and it makes people feel calm and majestic.

The last one is the thinnest, wearing Taoist robes, there is always a sense of inappropriateness, long beard and white eyebrows, looking at the four eyes, the corners of the mouth are slightly raised, it is a snicker, like an old urchin.

"Uncle Hanshou, I was wrong."

Seeing the three of them clearly with four eyes, especially the one who made the move, he quickly admitted his mistake and directly admitted his mistake.

Brat, don't tell me when you see someone coming.

Xiao Benben made a note in his heart that he would definitely get it back from the bastard when he had a chance later.

Zhang Ziyu held the disciple ceremony, and said hello to the three people in front of him: "Disciple Zhang Ziyu, I have met the master."

"Hmph, I'll let you go this time, but I won't beat you to death next time."

At any rate, Simu is someone who has become a master, and Master Hanshou didn't continue to teach him, but looked at Zhang Ziyu, and his eyes couldn't help being surprised.

"First offer incense to the Lingguan and the ancestors, and then come into the backyard."

The old Taoist in the middle seemed to be very satisfied with Zhang Ziyu, nodded, and said to Simu.

"Yes, Master."

Si Mu is honest, after all, the master and the two uncles are here, so there is no good fruit to catch the bag on the spot, and to do things again.

After burning incense, they followed Han Qing, Han Shou and Master Han Xu all the way to the backyard.

Although it is the Jiuxiao Wanfu Palace, none of the three Daoist people seem to have the habit of asking their disciples to serve them, and the number of people in the backyard is much less than that of the worshiping palace.

When they came to a room in the backyard, five people went in. It looked like a living room, but it was more quiet, and the sandalwood was lit, so that the people who came in felt refreshed and their hearts gradually calmed down.

The three sat on the chairs in the middle, Simu and Zhang Ziyu stood in front of them.

Daoist Simu is not so cowardly now, he came out and said: "Master, Uncle Hanxu, Uncle Hanshou, this is my second apprentice Zhang Ziyu, I brought you here, look at this board The matter of giving a talisman"

"You monkey, what are you in a hurry for? Didn't you say that he is as talented as you, and that he is my pillar of Maoshan?"

The thin Taoist Han Xu spoke with a smile, and there was no lack of ridicule in his words.

Looking around, he said: "Uncle Hanxu, of course he is like me, the eighth level of Qi training, at this age, in this world, the talent is not bad"

"snort"

Before he finished speaking, the head teacher Hanqing snorted coldly, with four eyes, Daochang shrank his neck, and smiled awkwardly but politely at his master.

"Leave aside, don't you have any idea what I looked like back then."

The master spoke, and the four-eyed Taoist priest gave the apprentice a look of doing things for himself, the firepower is already attracted, you three old guys can't make things difficult for my apprentice, right?

"Ziyu"

"Master, the disciple is here."

Han Qing smiled very kindly, and he said: "Don't be so serious, I told you to come back because I heard that this stinky boy had good luck and accepted you as a good apprentice. We old people just want to see their grandchildren. Come sit and talk."

"Yes, master."

The three elders had a good impression of Zhang Ziyu, not only because of the letters from Uncle Jiu and the others, but also after the meeting, the spirit made them feel far stronger than the disciples and grandchildren they had seen before.

"Are you nineteen years old this year?"

"It's still a few months before I go back to the master, and I'm just eighteen now."

"oh?"

Han Qing and the two juniors looked at each other, they were still younger, okay, young is good.

"Where is the house?"

When Han Qing chatted with Zhang Ziyu, of course, he was talking kindly like ordinary old people and grandchildren who hadn't seen each other for a long time.

"My disciple is an orphan. Five years ago, I strayed into a mass grave and bumped into an evil object. It was my master who saved me. I have been living with my master for the past five years, and my master taught me how to do it. That's how I entered the school."

The three elders stroked their beards and kept nodding their heads. These four eyes were really lucky.

"Master, that one won't praise me? I accepted him as an apprentice and made meritorious service for Maoshan."

Han Qing glared at him and said, "I'm talking to my grandson, please don't interrupt, just sit on the sidelines."

A few people drank tea and chatted. Although the chats were not all about the parents, there were also cultivation matters. After asking and answering, they became acquainted.

"Master, this is the first time this disciple returns to the mountain, and I don't know what gifts to prepare, so I prepared some small artifacts with Master, and gave it to Master as a souvenir."

After the cup of tea was finished, Zhang Ziyu also took out three sound transmission orders in the gap, and then handed them to the master and uncle with both hands.

"Oh, is this a magic weapon you made yourself?"

Zhang Ziyu is good at forging weapons, this point has been mentioned in the four eyes in my heart, I didn't expect to see it so soon.

Zhang Ziyu nodded and said: "It's just a small object. After the master recognizes the master with a drop of blood, he can communicate with other voice transmission Ling Wanli who recognizes the master. Whoever wants to talk to him can just be grateful. It's relatively easy." convenient."

Han Shou was quite surprised, this is still a small object, this kid is quite modest.

Then he glanced at Simu with disgust, where did this bastard find an apprentice, where did he get such good luck.

Hanxu looked at the token in his hand, smiled and said: "You are too modest, this token is very useful."

"good"

Han Qing nodded and said, "Do you know how many disciples of my Maoshan are walking in the world?"

"Master, this disciple doesn't know."

"I won't talk about Han's generation. They are either living in seclusion or have all returned to the mountains. Just talking about your master's Zhan's generation, there are at least forty or fifty people. Their whereabouts are uncertain. Although the master has magic spells, it is not easy to contact them. As far as the master is concerned, your magic weapon is very useful."

Han Qing smiled and asked, "Ziyu, what do you think of me, Maoshan?"

This question was asked suddenly, Zhang Ziyu froze for a moment, thought carefully in his heart, and didn't know how to answer for a while.

Seeing his appearance, the four-eyed Taoist priest was a little anxious. The brat is loyal, so I need to teach him?

Zhang Ziyu thought for a while, but decided to tell the truth, and said, "Master, I don't have an answer in my mind."

Although he has been a disciple of Maoshan for five years, he often regards himself as a disciple of Maoshan, but for the whole Maoshan, Maoshan School, Zhang Ziyu has a feeling of familiarity and strangeness.

"My disciple couldn't answer for a while, but Master saved my life, taught me to raise me, Master Lin urged me to practice and be a man, Master Qian and Master Xu passed on my skills, and they were willing to cut off my offspring for me when I was in danger. They are all grown up in the sect. To love the sect, I should only take responsibility for the sect together with master and uncle."

Although Daoist Simu was laughing and joking with their two apprentices in the past, and fighting with the neighbor next door, Master Yixiu, he still looks like a master after all.

Only when he arrived at Maoshan today, he was laughing and laughing like he and senior brother Jia Le were in the wooden house, and senior brothers Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai were in Yizhuang.

Happy is really happy, and my heart suddenly becomes like a child.

He knew that Master's four eyes were really thinking of Maoshan in his heart.

Since the master read it, so he also read it, so what if he was pregnant with the ranch and helped himself to the mountain gate?

I thought that the three elders would not be very satisfied with this answer, but unexpectedly, the three of Han Qing laughed.

Zhang Ziyu showed doubts, but Hanshou, the most severe elder, smiled and said, "You little guy, what do you think is Maoshan? Could it be the Three Palaces and Five Views? It's wrong, it's the master, your master, the monkey, will help you attract Is the firepower really that we can’t see it? You little guy helped your master speak well, and this time and again, it’s me, Maoshan. Not bad, really good.”

What is the inheritance of Maoshan? The gate of the mountain is the gate of the mountain, but in essence it is a person. If there are people in Maoshan, there is Maoshan.

If Zhang Ziyu realized something, Han Qing continued, "Don't think about it too much, child. We will help you register your name and bestow the inscription tomorrow. Take a good rest first, and then live on the mountain for a while."