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Lin Feiyun nodded and didn't say much.
The method of sitting on the sidelines and waiting for the rabbit was denied in this way.
"He has close contacts with the people in the Supernatural Bureau, so why don't we just ask the people in the Supernatural Bureau about his movements?"
Yun Qi thought wisely.
As soon as these words came out, both Lin Feiyun and Ge Dabao's eyes lit up: "Then junior brother, do you have a way to contact the Supernatural Bureau?"
The witty expression on Yun Qi's face suddenly froze: "No."
"What a fart without you!"
Lin Feiyun almost punched him...
And right now.
A little Taoist walked up quickly: "Headmaster, there is a fellow Taoist outside who came to pay a visit. He claimed to be from Longhu Mountain, and his name was Zhang Qingxuan...".
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"What?!"..
Lin Feiyun, Ge Dabao, and Yunqi Laodao shouted these two words in unison, and then set off at the same time, scrambling towards the direction of the gate.
Looking at the backs of the three old master-level guys, the little Taoist priest who reported the letter scratched his head because he didn't know: "It's a fellow Taoist who is about my age. Why are these three all so excited?"
When the three of them came to the gate, they saw Zhang Qingxuan standing outside the gate from a distance, with a tall and straight figure like a pine, an extraordinary handsome appearance, and an extraordinary temperament, like a fairy in the sky.
Their footsteps all slowed down involuntarily, and some emotions similar to the feeling of being close to home and timidity sprouted in their hearts.
"Sure! What a handsome Taoist master, Brother Ganfeng, what a good apprentice!" Ge Dabao murmured tremblingly.
"Young man, dragon and phoenix among people, dragon and phoenix among people!" Lin Feiyun said immediately.
"The last time I saw him, why didn't I realize that he was so dazzling?" Yun Qi scratched his head.
Maybe, it was because I only cared about putting on cups at that time...
While they were looking at Zhang Qingxuan from a distance, Zhang Qingxuan was also looking at the three of them.
After the three of them came forward slowly, Zhang Qingxuan clasped his hands together to make a Tai Chi seal, and said to the three of them, "Longhushan Celestial Master's Mansion is a No. 60 sixth-generation celestial master, Zhang Qingxuan, who has met three real people." .”
He recognized old Taoist Yun Qi.
Yun Qi said that he is the junior teacher of Mao Shan.
The old man walking beside him, the middle of the three of them, was obviously the head teacher of Mao Shan, Lin Feiyun.
As for the Humpty Dumpty on the other side...
According to the records in the dossier, there are only a handful of Daoist Daoists who are broad-bodied. Presumably it should be the head teacher of Gezao Mountain, Ge Dabao!
Looking at Zhang Qingxuan who folded his arms, he listened to his self-introduction.
The three of them froze in place as if struck by lightning.
In their minds, there is a picture that is gradually overlapping with the scene in front of them.
It was nearly a hundred years ago, when Zhang Ganfeng came to Maoshan to meet their master after he had just taken over as the celestial master of the celestial master's mansion.
The three of them had goosebumps all over their bodies, and water gush out of their cloudy old eyes.
"Brother Ganfeng, you should feel at ease if you know what's going on under the spring!!"
Lin Feiyun looked up at the stars in the sky, murmured something to himself, then lowered his head abruptly, and saluted Zhang Qingxuan with the Taiji seal in his arms: "Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, Lin Feiyun, the head teacher of Qingguan on Maoshan Mountain, has seen Zhengtian Master! "
"Ge Dabao, head teacher of Zaoshan Lingbao Temple in Pindao Pavilion, has met Master Zhengtian!"
"The impoverished Taoist Maoshan rises from the cloud, and has seen a celestial master..."
The three of them returned the gift one at a time and two at the back, which also confirmed Zhang Qingxuan's guess about their identities. He stretched out his hand to support the three of them: "Three uncles, there is no need to be too polite."
Changing the name is equivalent to changing the identity to get along with each other.
Zhang Qingxuan is no longer the head teacher of Sanshan with the same status, no longer a celestial master whose status is even higher than them, but a junior.
"Good boy, I'm sorry for you..."
Lin Feiyun got up, reached out and supported Zhang Qingxuan's hand.
With that appearance, it seemed that he couldn't bear the posture of holding Zhang Qingxuan and crying.
The same was true for Ge Dabao. He looked at Zhang Qingxuan with eyes full of appreciation and even more relief.
"Come in first, what is it at the door, come in and talk."
Immortal Yun Qi reminded him, and Lin Feiyun and Ge Dabao came to their senses, hurriedly called Zhang Qingxuan to enter, and walked towards the main hall.
Look at these three backs.
In Zhang Qingxuan's heart, there was an inexplicable sense of peace of mind.
Even if it's just the first time.
But Zhang Qingxuan could sense it and feel it.
The three of them looked at themselves with caring and loving eyes, not just pretending.
This made Zhang Qingxuan, who has always been like a duckweed prodigal son despite having the Heavenly Master's Mansion, feel for the first time that he has taken root on the ground...
Soon, with the three of them, Zhang Qingxuan came to the side hall and sat down.
The three old Taoists were all sitting opposite him, and Lin Feiyun shouted angrily: "Look at the tea."
"By the way, take out the spiritual tea that I have treasured for many years, and I want my nephew Qingxuan to taste it!"
Lao Lin waved to his disciple boldly and said.
But after she finished speaking, a deep distress flashed between her brows and eyes...
Regret!
"Master, do you have a fever?"
Lin Feiyun's direct disciple Lin Zhenggang looked at his master in disbelief.
What kind of spiritual tea was regarded as a taboo by Lin Feiyun, and it had been kept for decades, and it was not even allowed to be smelled by others.
Now, he actually wants to take it out and give it to everyone to drink?
This……
Lin Feiyun thought frantically, how to return what he said just now.
But before he could think of it, Ge Dabao, who was next to him with bright eyes, waved his hands to Lin Zhenggang, who was repeatedly confirming the question, and said, "Your master is happy today, can't you see it? Stop talking nonsense, go quickly."
Old guy, there is no reason to take back what you say.
As soon as I came up, I vomited several panacea.
Isn't it right for you old boy to spit out some spiritual tea?
While speaking, Ge Dabao couldn't help laughing.
The spiritual tea that has been treasured for so many years is about to disappear. This product is now in extreme pain.
However, I don't know what the taste of the spirit tea that this old boy has treasured for so many years...
While Ge Dabao felt secretly refreshed, he couldn't help tapping the rim of the teacup with his fingers in anticipation.
(Nuo's Zhao)
"This……"
Lin Zhenggang still did not dare to move, waiting for his master's final instruction.
But Ge Dabao's words had come to this point, in front of Zhang Qingxuan, Lin Feiyun had no room for repentance, so he could only bite the bullet and nod his head.
If you go back on your word, you will not only appear petty, but also deny Ge Dabao's words.
Not happy to see Zhang Qingxuan?
If you are happy, why don't you let me drink a spirit tea?Could it be that Zhang Qingxuan is unworthy?
damn it!This old boy's beating around the bush is full of pitfalls!Lin Zhengang glared at Ge Dabao viciously.
Ge Dabao shrugged indifferently.
Lin Zhengang hesitated again, and according to what Lin Feiyun said, he turned around and prepared to go to get the spirit tea.
"Senior brother, just wait a moment."
And just as he turned around, someone stopped him suddenly.
It's Zhang Qingxuan.
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According to the seniority, Zhang Qingxuan was called Senior Brother Lin Zhenggang, that's right. .
Everyone looked at Zhang Qingxuan suspiciously, not knowing why he stopped Lin Zhenggang.
Zhang Qingxuan turned over his hands, took out a rice paper bag, and said with a smile: "I got some spirit tea by chance before, and because I don't have the habit of drinking tea, I keep it all the time."
"Why don't you take this opportunity and brew it, so that I won't be chewing peony by my bull in the future..."
"However, my spirit tea is absolutely inferior to Master Lin's spirit tea, and I hope Master Lin will absolutely dislike it."
dislike?
He despises a butt!
Not to mention whether it can match his spirit tea.
Even if Zhang Qingxuan took a tea stick, he was so happy that he wanted to laugh.
Saved!
Saved!
Ge Dabao was a little depressed, but Zhang Qingxuan had already spoken, so he didn't say anything more, and waved to Lin Zhenggang.
Picking up the tea bag in Zhang Qingxuan's hand, Lin Zhenggang left without hesitation this time.
As expected, he is a pro-disciple...
Of course, they are sitting together and drinking tea now, which is only secondary.
The important thing is.
They now have a lot of questions they want to ask Zhang Qingxuan.
But after looking at each other for a long time, Lin Feiyun and Ge Dabao didn't know where to start asking. After holding back for a long time, Ge Dabao felt that the silence was a bit awkward, so he casually asked 910: "Nephew, I don't know, how old are you?" How much square?"
"It's still a month away, and it's 23 years old."
Zhang Qingxuan replied.
"It's 23, it's 23, it's time to find a wife!" Ge Dabao asked Lin Feiyun: "Old Lin, pay attention to some better Taoist couples for my nephew!"
"You need to say more..."
Lin Feiyun said unhappily.
But as they said that, the faces of the two of them changed, and they suddenly turned their heads to look at Zhang Qingxuan: "Wait, how old are you just now?"
"It's still a month away, and it's 23 years old."
Zhang Qingxuan replied again.
This statement came out.
The whole room fell into a deathly silence.
dang...
It wasn't until the tea cup that Yun Qi was fiddling with in his hands dropped on the table and made a sound that everyone came back to their senses.
"It's still a month away, 23, Grandmaster... Unheard of, unheard of!"