Master Xuan Bing is too a three-step martial artist, so naturally she would not be tempted by one, young man.
But the handsome and handsome boy in front of him made Master Xuanbing think of someone.
More than a year ago, he was also such a handsome boy in white clothes.
"Disciple Lei Feng, I have seen Master Xuanbing." Deng Jiuling said with a fist.
"You are here today, what is the matter?"
Standing with his hand, Master Xuanbing said coldly.
Although he has a good impression of Deng Jiuling, Master Xuanbing still has a cold attitude towards Deng Jiuling.
"The disciple came here today for the thousand-year-old squirrel."
Deng Jiuling didn't talk nonsense, and said his purpose.
presumptuous!
Hearing this, Master Xuan Bing was furious suddenly: "Junior, you are a disciple of the inner sect, you dare to hit my Xuan Bing Hall's god grass idea?"
God grass
Upon hearing this, Deng Jiuling was stunned for a moment.
Deng Jiuling knew about the thousand-year-old squirrel in Xuanbingtang.
Even Blue Sword tried to steal the golden grass in private, but it didn't succeed.
But Deng Jiuling really didn't know that this grass actually had such a background.
What Deng Jiuling didn't even know was when he said his purpose.
Master Xuanbing's good impression of him disappeared instantly.
Thousand-year squirrel is pure yang, women cannot take it, only men can use it.
This object is generally used to make incense, once it is ignited, it can help both men and women.
Whoever smells this incense, a man is as powerful as a tiger, incarnate one day Shiba Lang!
"You are also handsome as a young man. You never thought that you would be so wretched, but you are a covetous person in the house."
Dai's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, Master Xuan Bing looked too coldly: "It's the first time you come to Xuan Bing Hall. Get out of here."
"Uncle Master's words are not correct. Although the Thousand-Year Scallop is an excitement thing, but I use it to refine medicine, and I am definitely not a silly heart."
Deng Jiuling said with a fist; "I am the number one in the mountain of books this time. According to the rules of Dalin Temple, I can ask any elder of the sect to ask for a reasonable request that does not violate chivalry."
presumptuous!
Hearing this, Master Xuanbing was too furious: "The Thousand-Year Scallop is the god of my Xuanbing Hall, don't you think your request is very excessive?"
"But my request does not violate chivalry and is very reasonable." Deng Jiuling said lightly.
Thousand-year squirrel is the most critical requirement for refining half-step pill.
This thing, no matter what the price is paid, Deng Jiuling will have to get it.
In an instant, eyes met, calcium carbide sparks!
Seeing that Deng Jiuling didn't leave, the anger in Master Xuanbing's eyes became more and more prosperous:
"You want a thousand-year-old squirrel, it's not that difficult."
"A month later, if you are the first in the inner martial arts, if you are the number one, what will you take away that thousand-year-old squirrel?"
After that, Master Xuanbing looked at Deng Jiuling provocatively, his eyes full of mockery: "Can you do it?"
Master Xuanbing didn't think that Deng Jiuling could get the first place.
The reason for saying this is to let Deng Jiuling leave by himself and not to be entangled.
But after hearing this, Deng Jiuling smiled: "What's the difficulty of this?"
Boom!
When the voice fell, Master Xuan Bing looked at Deng Jiuling too much, and he was suddenly sluggish: "Comrade Lei Feng, you... aren't you kidding me?"
"Master, rest assured, I will definitely be number one."
Deng Jiuling laughed and his eyes were full of pride: "It's just that, I can't use the token of the Battle of the Mountain of Books here."
"can."
Master Xuanbing nodded too much, his eyes sneered: "This is a gambling game between you and me, and you won't waste your reward opportunities."
"But you better think about it. This is a gambling game. If you lose, you must pay a price."
After speaking, Master Xuan Bing looked at Deng Jiuling too provocatively, laughed and said, "If you lose, you will go to Xuan Bing Hall as a slave for 20 years. Do you dare to gamble
"Why don't you dare."
Deng Jiuling laughed, his eyes full of pride: "In my dictionary, there has never been the word'lose'."
well said!
Master Xuanbing nodded too much: "If so, then you and I will swear by heaven and earth, what do you think?"
"Yes." Deng Jiuling swore directly without talking nonsense.
When swearing, two white lights rose into the sky and went straight to the sky.
The oath of heaven and earth is complete
At this point, between Deng Jiuling and Master Xuanbing, whoever violated the oath will be punished by heaven and earth.
"Lei Feng, this palace appreciates your courage, but you must understand that although you are number one in the mountain of books, it is just good luck and united many ordinary disciples."
"But it's different for the inner martial arts."
"Inner martial arts, compared to personal knowledge and background, you... are too weak."
Deng Jiuling clasped her fists and said, "You don't need Master at this point, you can worry about it."
"One month later, I will come to Xuanbingtang again. Master will take care of the Thousand-Year Squirrel for me, and don't let it die."
After speaking, Deng Jiuling laughed loudly and left.
"you!"
Looking at Deng Jiuling blankly, he was far away with a chic back.
Master Xuanbing was so angry that his nose was crooked.
"Master, this disciple named Lei Feng is really too arrogant."
A female disciple walked in, her eyes unhappy.
"Master, I will kill him."
Another female disciple looked murderous.
"Fine."
Master Xuan Bing waved his hand too, with a sneer in his eyes:
"This palace has been famous for many years and has not been challenged."
"This Xiao Jiu is really the first person."
"Notify everyone about this, and let everyone have a good time."
Yes, Master!
Soon, Deng Jiuling challenged Master Xuanbing to bet on the news of Golden Lynx.
It spread throughout Dalin Temple, 72 halls.
Even in the Seventy-two Mountains, many disciples were discussing this matter, and they were amazed.
However, Deng Jiuling, the master of this matter, mysteriously disappeared.
A "Looking for Comrade Lei Feng" activity.
Disciple in the handyman, the outer disciple.
And among some inner disciples, they were launched mightily.
However, after searching for a long time, the 72nd Tangkou and the 72nd Mountain disciples were surprised to find it.
There are no traces of Lei Feng!
Incredible!
…
Inner door, Tibetan scripture pavilion.
A graceful shadow appeared under the seven-story attic.
"Miss Yue'er, really hardworking."
"Yes, Miss Yue'er reads one by one in the exhibition area at the entrance of the 72nd hall. She is really knowledgeable."
"So beautiful, so noble, and so good, I don't know who will be her true son in the future?"
The soldiers standing guard on duty all admire each one, and their eyes follow the beautiful legs of the green skirt girl.
So beautiful!
Since these days, the grandson Yue’er will be the first to descend to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion every day, as long as the sky is slightly bright.
In order to get a glimpse of the grandson Yue'er's demeanor, the soldiers who were lazy on weekdays are now very diligent and will get up in the middle of the night.
No way, those beautiful legs are so beautiful and attractive!
In an admiring gaze, the eldest grandson Yue'er walked into the Buddhist scripture pavilion with graceful legs.
When the girl disappeared at the gate, another white-clothed boy came with his hand.
"Senior Brother Lei Feng, why do you appear every time Miss Yue'er enters?"
"The strangest thing is that every time Miss Yue'er leaves, Junior Brother Lei Feng also leaves."
"Senior Brother Lei Feng, you are actually quite handsome, but after listening to your senior brother's advice, you can't climb a sling like the eldest grandson Yue'er."
"A kid who is only advanced by cheating and playing tricks, he doesn't look in the mirror, anything!"
"I heard that this stinky boy actually bet against Master Xuanbing too much, wanting to rank first in the inner martial arts?"
Puff... Haha!
Where Deng Jiuling went, the soldiers burst into laughter, laughing disdainfully.
Due to their job responsibilities, although these fighters knew, the outside world was looking for Deng Jiuling.
But they were unable to leak out Deng Jiuling's affairs in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.
Even Deng Jiuling followed the eldest grandson Yue'er every time.
I can't do this, tell the grandson Yue'er.
But writing still does not hinder the soldiers, and the contempt for Deng Jiuling in his heart.
nonsense!
Deng Jiuling was able to counterattack No. 1 with a hanging silk, and he was also very handsome.
All of this made the inner disciples feel very uncomfortable.
Deng Jiuling knew what these fighters thought.
But Deng Jiuling does not matter.
Whatever you say is fine, as long as you are happy!
But there is one thing these fighters can see.
That's Deng Jiuling, who is indeed hiding.
In the Battle of Shushan, Deng Jiuling did not lose his memory, and he remembered everything very clearly.
Deng Jiuling naturally understood that the little beauty, the eldest grandson Yue'er, was the mistress he had rescued three times.
At first, Deng Jiuling thought that the eldest grandson Yue'er was a smiling little third.
But now, Deng Jiuling doesn't think so.
But in Deng Jiuling's view, the little beauty, the eldest grandson Yue'er, might have a close relationship with a senior member of Guanyintang.
In other words, in Deng Jiuling's heart, the eldest grandson Yue'er is still a minor three!
No way, eldest grandson Yue'er, it's so beautiful.
The beautiful legs of the eldest grandson Yue'er, even those female elders, would be jealous when they saw it, giving birth to a heart of resignation.
Such a special status, even some sensitive female disciples.
Naturally, Deng Jiuling did not want to have too much contact with her.
In view of the lessons of the Outer Door Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, this time I read the Inner Door Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.
Deng Jiuling came in advance every time, and he went in after the grandson Yue'er entered.
As for leaving, this is actually just a coincidence.
The Buddhist scripture pavilion at the inner gate, although within one month, is open to new students for free.
However, the reading time per day is limited.
Every day, the eldest grandson Yue'er is the last one to leave.
Of course, this is just the eldest grandson Yue'er, his own thoughts.
In fact, Deng Jiuling greeted the old manager, and he would leave as soon as the hall closed after the grandson Sun Yueer left.
In this regard, the old administrator is not happy.
However, Deng Jiuling, as the lord of the Seventy-two Mountain, contributed a lot to the school, and he was not short of money.
Deng Jiuling's huge contribution was smashed, and he brought some vegetables to the old man every day.
The so-called "eating people with short mouths, taking people with short hands".
Deng Jiuling is so "righteous", the old man naturally wants to help.
It's just that, it's the tacit understanding and secret between Deng Jiuling and the old man, and the outside door doesn't know it.
But today Deng Jiuling has just stepped into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.
He found that the old man’s face seemed ugly...