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Lin Feiyun murmured in disbelief.
Yun Qi looked down at himself.
It was a look of shame...
It's an old age, and now it's an innate...
孽 孽!
"It's been 20 years. Brother Ganfeng passed away. It's been 20 years... That is to say, 20 years ago, you were just under three years old?!"
As Ge Dabao spoke, he was startled.
Old Daoist Yun Qi and Lin Feiyun were also shocked...
three years old? !
They stared at Zhang Qingxuan and asked, "Nephew, where have you been all these years..."
Zhang Qingxuan replied: "As long as I can remember, I have been in the Tianshi Mansion, relying on myself..."
He frowned deeply, and he couldn't remember the memory deep in his mind.
But in a vague way, he could still think of an old face with a kind smile...
Fortunately, he traveled through time.
Otherwise, how could a three-year-old child grow up alone...
I'm afraid I'm already starving to death!
three years old...
Always live on your own, self-reliant? !
The pupils of the three were extremely constricted.
"No wonder! No wonder we haven't been able to find you."
Ge Dabao murmured suddenly: "We all thought that Daoist Brother Ganfeng's disciple was at least a young man, and that Daoist Brother Ganfeng had already sent him to a safe place... We didn't expect it, we thought things too much Complicated..."
"It's also because we forgot. In fact, Senior Nephew Qingxuan was accepted by Daoist Brother Ganfeng just a year before his death..."
"It's all our fault!"
As he spoke, Ge Dabao choked up.
Not only him, but the three of them all had scarlet eyes.
Looking at Zhang Qingxuan, they couldn't imagine.
From being self-reliant at the age of three to now (adab), how much suffering Zhang Qingxuan has suffered in these years...
All the self-blame and guilt surged into his heart, Ge Dabao took a deep breath, suppressed the choking emotion, and sighed: "If we can think of these, we won't let the child suffer so much since childhood... "
Lin Feiyun also pressed his forehead in grief.
Yun Qi frowned vigorously, his eyes flashed, as if he was also upset.
Zhang Qingxuan glanced at the three of them respectively, shook his head and said with a chuckle: "Three uncles, you don't need to do this."
"Everyone has a life."
"Mencius said, when the heavens are about to send a great mission to the people of Sri Lanka, they must first work hard on their hearts and minds, exhaust their muscles and bones, and starve their bodies..."
"Perhaps, this is the catastrophe and trial I was destined to experience?"
These open-minded words made the three people who felt guilty and blamed themselves widen their eyes.
The emotions in my heart were still there, and my admiration for Zhang Qingxuan was even more numerous.
This kind of mentality makes them ashamed.
And suddenly.
Ge Dabao's eyes widened again, and he asked in astonishment, "That's not right!"
"When you were still young, there was no one in the Heavenly Master's Mansion, so how did you get your cultivation? We heard that nephew, you are already a master. Could it be that the rumors are wrong?"
Lin Feiyun and Yun Qi also looked at Zhang Qingxuan suspiciously.
Zhang Qingxuan shook his head: "No mistake, I have indeed broken into the realm of a master."
"As for the cultivation base..."
"I taught myself."
Ok……
No one taught you, but you learned it yourself.
There is nothing wrong with this statement...
"how can that be?!"
There were several crashes.
All the old guys stood up abruptly.
Their pupils trembled, and they stared at Zhang Qingxuan!
Self-study!
Can self-study reach the realm of a master?
This, how is this possible? !
"Nephew, you, don't be joking!"
Lin Feiyun said tremblingly.
"Self-taught..."
Are you kidding me... Ge Dabao wanted to ask, but he didn't ask.
Yun Qi didn't want to say anything, the self-ashamedness just now became even more serious...
He has reached the realm of a master at such a young age, and he is still self-taught...
I'm trash...
A dead silence.
The three of them just stood there staring at Zhang Qingxuan, and they couldn't recover for a long time.
At this time.
Lin Zhenggang came up with the teapot and teacup, and after putting it on the tea table, he felt a little strange looking at the faces of the people, but he didn't say anything, just nodded with Zhang Qingxuan, and left the room.
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The Maoshan brothers and sisters were still in shock, unable to accept this reality.
At this time, Ge Dabao has already started to follow the logic of all this from another aspect.
As if he had figured out something, he stared at him suddenly: "So that's it, I understand!"
"What do you understand?"
Brother Lin Feiyun and Yun Qi looked at Ge Dabao suspiciously.
Ge Dabao pulled back his chair and sat down again. He solemnly asked the two of them, "Tell me, why did Daoist Ganfeng never accept disciples in his whole life, but in the end he accepted a child under three years old as his personal disciple?"
The brothers were puzzled: "I don't know."
"Of course it's because of the child's talent!"
Ge Dabao patted the table and said: "Isn't this what it is? You are so young, self-taught, and your cultivation can reach a master, and your state of mind is even better than you and me..."
what are you...
Lin Feiyun's eyelids twitched, and the veins on Yun Qi's forehead bulged.
What do you need to say?
But soon, Lin Feiyun narrowed his eyes again.
Combining everything, he really thought of some possibilities.
It's just these possibilities, some are unbelievable...
Unable to figure it out, Lin Feiyun bought himself a cup of tea.
And after picking up the teacup and drinking it into the stomach.
His eyes suddenly widened!
Did he understand?
No.
It's this tea, it's so delicious!
Where is this not as good as the ones you cherish?This is obviously not bad at all, even better than the ones I treasured!
That's too modest, nephew!
He was a little heartbroken that the teapot had already been brewed, but after thinking so much, the teapot should not be finished, so he quietly reached out and prepared to put away the teapot.
Don't let others taste this spiritual tea.
Otherwise, it would be very difficult for the rest to be all my own!
However, just before his quietly extended hand was about to grab the handle of the teapot, a fat hand took the teapot away first.
After a long meal, Ge Dabao, who was a little thirsty, grabbed the teapot and poured himself a cup very quickly. Before Lin Feiyun could figure out how to stop him, he was already bored in one gulp.
then……
He was also stunned...
He looked at the teapot and cup in his hand in disbelief, turned his head to look at Lin Feiyun, but saw Lin Feiyun stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to snatch the teapot away from him, how could he not understand, turned his backhand, and took the teapot away Putting it in his arms, pointing at Lin Ruyun, he cursed: "Good old man Lin, you want to take something good for yourself! You don't feel ashamed in front of your nephew!"
Lin Feiyun blushed: "Tell me what I've got all to myself!"
"You haven't swallowed it yet, but you will soon, don't think I don't know what you want to do, you are going to hide this pot of tea from us, so we don't know at all, you Then I can own all the remaining spiritual tea!"
Ge Dabao's current brain circuit is unprecedentedly clear.
His thoughts were all right, Lin Feiyun got up angrily and said, "You fart! I didn't!"
"Why aren't you so excited?"
Ge Dabao also took the case: "If you want to say that you don't think so, then you can take out the remaining spirit tea and we will share it equally!"
"Equal split is equal..."
Lin Feiyun held back the words once again, pointed at Ge Dabao and cursed like a shrew, "Why should I divide it equally? My nephew gave it to me, why should I give it to you, a fat man..."
"Fuck!"
Ge Dabao began to roll up his sleeves: "Obviously my nephew gave it to all of us, no, I'm so pissed off, today I will exercise my muscles and bones, and teach you a lesson, you shameless old bastard!"
"Come here, whoever is afraid!"
Lin Yunfei also started to roll up his sleeves, and the two of them were facing the wheat light, and they were about to fight.
But at this moment, taking advantage of the darkness under the lamp, the old Taoist priest Yunqi touched a pot of tea quietly, poured a sip into the cup, and drank it.
As soon as he drank it, his eyes lit up immediately, and then he suddenly jumped up: "Count me in too!"
Look at these three people.
Zhang Qingxuan: "Ah, this..."
Can the tea that I thought was useless cause such a big stir?
He was just a little surprised, and didn't feel any distress.
Seeing that the three of them were really about to make a move, Zhang Qingxuan hurriedly spoke to stop them and said, "Okay, three uncles, don't do this!"
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"Yes, nephew, this spiritual tea is yours. Tell yourself, should we share it equally, or let this old man occupy it all by himself?"