The First Family of Tang Dynasty

After all, that old disciple is a bit too old, if accidentally err on his own Yongning Temple, his family will come back again, so many troublesome things...

I didn't expect that when I relented in accepting him as a disciple, I actually forgot to consider this possibility.

Thinking about this, the real person Yongning couldn't help but proclaimed an immeasurable life blessing, which was regarded as praying for the poor old disciple.

Seeing the incense burned out, the real person Yongning stood up, personally lifted the top cover of the pill furnace, and then shoveled out the refined dark things inside.

Kneaded the pellets one by one, put it into a gourd next to it, plugged it with a cork, and then sealed it tightly with wax.

After doing all this, he stood up and stretched. Naturally, he was the one who made these elixirs by himself.

After all, this pill is a good treasure for him to make a lot of money, how can he easily let others know?

At the moment when the real person of Yongning was busy in the Danfang of the inner courtyard, a disciple who was sweeping the snow and fallen leaves outside the gate saw dozens of horses and horses coming up the mountain.

The disciple craned his neck to look, and he saw that the dozens of fat and strong knights were all full of flesh and blood, and murderous aura was rising.

A sentence came into the disciple's mind: Those who come are not good, and those who are good won't come.

With his legs weak, he looked at the team that was walking around the mountainside, and it won't take long to reach the gate.

Throwing the broom in his hand, he quickly opened the gate and ran in.

Cheng Chubi finally reined his horse's head slowly, and looked at the wooden gate, on which the words Yongningguan were written.

Can't help but curl his lips, this real Yongning person is also arrogant enough to name this Taoist temple after his own Taoist name.

Seeing the third brother staring at the Guanmen in a daze, the eldest brother Cheng Chu laughed silently, stalking his horse, and immediately rushed into the Guanzhong.

"Third brother, I was stunned to do something very much. In that case, Brother Yu will be a pioneer today."

When Ming Zhen heard the report from her junior disciple Mingfa, her face couldn't help showing joy. Such a big battle rushed to Yongningguan in this weather.

I'm afraid it will be nine out of ten, as the master's reputation spread, another fat sheep was attracted.

Ming Zhen pushed Junior Master Ming, then picked up a whisk, and walked quickly outside the house.

"I am stunned to do a lot of things, and I'm not hurrying to inform Master, brother, I will go to receive the distinguished guests."

When Ming Zhen hurried to the low front hall, she saw dozens of fat-physical and strong men. At first glance, they were definitely not good, murderous men with a sword.

The footsteps couldn't help but stagnate, and the enthusiastic smile on his face gradually stiffened.

Cheng Chubi looked right and looked right for a long time, and finally saw a Taoist in his early twenties jump out from behind the low room, and he couldn't help but enjoy himself.

"Oh, there is finally a living person, that little bull nose, who is so stupid and stupefied, come here."

These words immediately made Ming Zhen's face black. God's little bull nose, can you stop being so insulting?

But seeing this tall hero, strong figure, and the pair of eyes full of fierce light behind him.

This is the only young man who can be described with a delicate eyebrow among the wicked, fat and sturdy villain.

Mingzhen felt that she didn't have to worry about this benefactor who likes to joke with others, and barely squeezed out a flattering smile.

"This, this benefactor...Poverty Dao is not called Niubi, but Poverty Dao is Mingzhen, the eldest disciple of Yongning's seat."

Mingzhen saw the evil guys standing beside this handsome young man, and laughed wildly.

Cheng Chubi was also happy, and his big slap fell on the shoulders of this weak little Taoist priest.

"Yongning is your master, right? Cheng, go, take me to see the bull nose who dared to corrupt our old Cheng family's five hundred guan."

"Old Cheng Family, five hundred Guans?"

Feeling like a boulder on her shoulders, Ming Zhen raised her head and saw the son's gloomy smile.

My heart panicked in an instant, and I always felt that the three words Lao Chengjia seemed to be a taboo.

Five hundred kan, some familiar, could it be...

At this moment, I got a report from my second disciple, Mingfa, and rushed here happily.

Just when he heard a joking noise, real person Yong Ning couldn't help frowning somewhat unhappily.

Stride forward and continue to move forward, while asking.

"Who are you, why do you trespass into this view and disturb the poor Dao Qingxiu?"

In the last sentence, his figure just round the low front hall, revealing the figure of the bones of fairy wind.

Then, I saw dozens of people crowding the small Yongning front yard.

Dozens of people turned their faces in unison, looking towards this side.

Then, I saw two sturdy men who looked almost exactly the same, as if they were copy-pasted big men walking towards this side.

With a grinning smile on his face, he and his second disciple Mingfa were lifted up.

Then, the real person Yongning felt as if he was flying directly.

Then he slammed and was thrown into black eyes, and then countless stars flickered in his eyes.

"You're Yongning." Cheng Chubi looked at this dappled Taoist priest who was only in his thirties.

His eyes turned black when he was smashed, and he almost thought that his ribs would be broken. True person Yong Ning raised his head tremblingly~www.wuxiaspot.com~ took a look at the disciple beside him who was lying on the ground and fainted. Mingfa.

There are also those elite slender knives who are surrounding them, and their eyes are full of scrutiny, like a hungry butcher.

Looking at a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, True Person Yong Ning's face instantly turned grayish white.

"You, you...who are you? Poor Dao has always been kind to others, is there any misunderstanding?"

Cheng Chubi looked at the slanderous Taoist priest and poked his nose with his finger.

"By the way, I forgot to introduce myself, a certain family named Cheng, Lu Guogong's third son, Shaoqing of Taichang Temple, and Deputy Zuo Nei Xuan Cheng Chubi."

"A few days ago, Cheng asked a friend to come over and let you make a pot of medicine that can prolong your life.

As a result, you used heavy metal polymers to fool Cheng, killing two spirit turtles at Xingshan Temple and Xuantuguan, and even causing Lao Tzu to be fined by your majesty. "

Speaking of this, Cheng Chubi's nostrils were about to spew out sparks. All the saliva stars sprayed on the real person Yongning.

From the moment Real Person Yong Ning heard Cheng Chubi's introduction, his eyes almost popped out of his sockets, staring blankly at each other.

Cheng Saburo, the Cheng Saburo who had eaten Xiongxin Leopard Gallbladder, and drank wolf-hearted soup.

He was regarded by the emperor as a younger nephew, and his confidant by the prince, and Cheng Sablang, who was the son of the sage general Cheng Dalong, who was very long.

When he returned to his body, he just heard the command sound from his ears.

"Third brother, he is so nonsense with him, why are you still stunned, you smashed me!"