Mozun is Running Away From Marriage Every Day

Zhuang Xiaowen almost dropped his chin in shock: "This, this, this is too arrogant, right?"

Wen Yuan sighed: "Second Junior Brother, don’t you know what the Shangqing disciples are? They are all domineering and don’t take other immortal disciples seriously. I don’t dare to send out such irritation. Hua Che fisted it seriously. Get out of my breath. If nothing else, I admire him deeply."

Zhuang Xiaoren: "What's the use of your admiration? Is the Shangqing immortal gate really offensive? Is the master of Master Zuo Qi easy to provoke? The man named Hua Che stabbed a hornet's nest!"

Zhuang Xiaohe looked at Zhuang Tian and said, "Master, Hua Che has offended Shangqing. I am afraid that he will have no good life in the future. Even if Shangqing claims to be famous and authentic, he will inevitably make him wear small shoes in the future, just like you. Accepting him as a disciple is afraid that it will affect the entire Lingxiao Hall."

"Second Junior Brother, do you mean that you don't care about Hua Che?" Wen Yuan frowned.

Zhuang Xiaoren: "It's not that I don't want to control it, it's that I can't control it. What kind of power is the Immortal Sect in the Qing Dynasty? What is the situation of our Lingxiao Palace. Something really happened, let alone a little disciple, even the whole sect. All will suffer!"

Wen Yuan said solemnly: "If he doesn't have a master, wouldn't he be slaughtered by others? At that time, Shangqing Immortal Clan will do whatever he wants. A casual cultivator, who cares about his life and death?"

Zhuang Xiaoren: "Master."

Wen Yuan: "Master!"

Zhuang Tian slumped in the rocking chair, not wanting to move.

Is this God's will?

Zhuang Tian looked at the ceiling and wondered. The Lingxiao Palace hasn't been glorious since the beginning of the mountain and the establishment of the school. Suddenly, three thorny heads fell from the sky, two from a prominent family background, and one was bold and powerful without fear of power.

Eh!

"Also." Zhuang Xiaohe said, "The Yuntian Water Mirror and Fengming Valley are not at the same level as our Lingxiao Palace. How can Master control Chu Tianyu and Mu Zhao? If you are soft-hearted for a while, that's not it. Three apprentices were accepted, but three fire thunders!"

Zhuang Xiaohe said: "Furthermore, if the head of Chu and the head of Mu Gu come to the door, how should Master respond?"

"How to deal with it?" Zhuang Tian sat up straight and said sternly, "That's my apprentice, what do they want to do, take it away?"

Zhuang Xiaohe stayed for a while.

Wen Yuan was overjoyed: "Master, do you want to accept them as disciples?"

Zhuang Tian: "People ran all the way to Lingxiao Peak and passed the assessment again. Why should I not accept it? A young man Yuntian and a young man Fengming, I don't want it at all, and I don't know what is good or bad!" Zhuang Xiaoren: " That Huache..."

"He is not afraid of power, he is brave and righteous, I like it! Besides, if he is let go, he will be lonely and helpless. If the little child confronts Shangqing Immortal Gate, isn't he just hitting the stone with an egg? Can he? Coming to the Lingxiao Hall, this is because I have a relationship with me as a teacher and apprentice. I should protect him and use the entire Lingxiao Hall as his backing." Zhuang Tian laughed in a comfortable mood, "Being a teacher has no merit, it is to protect the calf. ."

In addition to Wen Yuan, the other four apprentices of Zhuang Tian are all orphans picked up by him. They are called Zhuang Xiaoer, Zhuang Xiaosan, Zhuang Xiaosi, and Zhuang Xiaowu in order.

The crane was named Jixiang, and it was Zhuang Tian's pet, and Zhuang Tian was the master of controlling the beast.

The ceremony of apprenticeship became simple, so I knelt down on three heads and offered a cup of tea to finish.

Murong Sa fought to be the first, and he became the sixth senior of the Lingxiao Palace. After Chu Binghuan, Hua Che followed, Lin Yan was the last.

Lin Yan was very excited when he successfully entered the door of the teacher. Starting from Murong Sa respectfully, he shouted in sequence: "Sixth brother, seventh brother, eighth brother."

Hua Che smiled and touched Lin Yan's little head: "Nine Junior Brother is good."

Hua Che looked at Chu Binghuan, who was the same school in his previous life, and the same teacher in this life, feels closer?

On the first day of apprenticeship, it was not sword practice, nor was it about reading or writing, but... cleaning.

Just because the sect had declined so tragically, and Zhuang Tian felt that the newly recruited disciples was something to be celebrated, so he gathered all the disciples together to build a house!

Hua Che, who is familiar with the road, wants to treat him as a young master, but he has never done this kind of rough work and tiring work!

Sure enough, Chu Binghuan stood under the room, his facial expressions quite difficult to describe.

Seeing him like this, Hua Che couldn't help but want to laugh. After Chu Binghuan jumped on the roof, he took two terracotta tiles for him as a demonstration: "Just shop like this, stack them together, will you?"

Chu Binghuan was dressed in white and was unparalleled by Tsinghua University, and his whole person was cold and vulgar and immortal, incompatible with these muddy sands. However, Chu Binghuan listened very carefully, picked up the terracotta and painted the gourd, and imitated Hua Che's technique to the fullest.

He is a wealthy and noble son, but he has never been afraid of hardship.

Hua Che smiled happily.

It's the young master Mu, the real dude, let alone work, usually eat food, and sleep some people undress. Now my eyes are really black, I can't do anything, let alone learn.

On the same day, he handed down the talismans and called all the servants who had been serving him since childhood, let them lay the brick walls, and command them round and round.

And Lin Yan was most satisfied. He put the quicklime in a big iron pot, boiled it with water, and made lime paste, like Wen Yuan and they have to ask him if they don't know anything.

Zhuang Xiaowu: "Yes, the nine junior brothers, eighteen martial arts are proficient in everything."

Lin Yan smiled and said, "The earth house at home is always broken, and I often repair it."

Murong Sa sat in the yard and sipped tea and ate fruits. He looked at the roof and was dissatisfied: "The terracotta tiles are too shabby. Glazed tiles are better. The floor of this bluestone slab is not very good. It should be made of mutton jade!"

The above Hua Che almost planted somersaults: "Paving the floor with mutton jade, it's so wide, you!"

Murong Sa didn't feel extravagance and waste, but took it for granted. He looked back at Zhuang Tian: "Master, our Lingxiao Palace is so poor? It's all right without disciples' clothes, shouldn't you stop and stop?"

In order to reflect the orthodox school, the Xiuxian sect will issue uniform school uniforms and ask the disciples to dress uniformly. However, the Lingxiao Palace is too poor to provide costumes.

Zhuang Tian fanned the banana leaves and said with a smile: "Where can you be, you can't lose your mouth if you lose anything, eat meat once every ten days, hahahaha, how do you treat you as a teacher?"

Murong Sa: "..."

Hua Che: "..."

Chu Binghuan became more and more comfortable with the masons, and took the time to reply: "Historical records show that the ancestor of the Lingxiao Palace established a faction that year and took countless treasures from the palace, and there is also a land deed."

Hua Che was taken aback: "Master, did you lose all your grandparents?"

"What's lost? Net nonsense!" Zhuang Tian covered his face with banana leaves a little embarrassingly, smiling rather helplessly, "The land deed is there, and the land deed is also there, that is, the land is leased to the villagers in the mountains, and the rent has not been collected. ."

Murong Sa became anxious when he heard this: "What's the reason for this! You owe money?"

The shop bullied the slaves and the master, and even mortals could bully the monks even if they were bullish. In short, the Lingxiao Palace leases the fields to farmers, collects the rent, and asks them to hand in enough food from the school. But everyone knows what kind of situation the Lingxiao Palace is. When the few big farmers add up, it is not easy for Zhuang Tian to be considerate of the people’s sufferings; for two years, Zhuang Tian appreciates the poor harvest of this year’s drought; after three years and four years, they simply refuse to pay. If you do, you can come up with new tricks every year, anyway, even if you don’t pay, the disciples of the Palace of the Spirits can’t do anything to them.

The dignified immortal gate is authentic, and it is impossible to use force to oppress the people?

It is detrimental to make a noise, and that's it.

The landlord lives in a leaky house on the mountain and eats chaff. Farmers live in new brick houses under the mountain, eating the delicacies of the mountains and the sea, and each one is fed with brains and intestines.

Hua Che laughed when he heard this. It's really good to be bullied by others, and Ma Shan is being ridden by others!

Before Hua Che could move, Murong Sa was anxious and called his men to kill all the way down the mountain. Without saying anything, he surrounded a few Zhuangzi and set up barriers from house to house. Who wouldn’t pay the debts? , Whoever wants to leave the house in this life.

This movement was so loud that many villagers were frightened, but for many years they had sucked the blood of the Lingxiao Hall, and they had no ambiguity. They cried and yelled, saying that the monks had beaten mortals and Lingxiao Hall. Bullying others.

Will the arrogant Murong Sa be afraid of this? Stop directly at the entrance of the village, and shouted in anger, "Do you know who I am? Do you know who my father is!"

It is said that Murong Sa exploded the name of Fengming Valley, and the farmers were all frightened. Then he pushed up the mountain with a cart full of gold and silver jewelry, with a basket of poultry.

Hua Che was very satisfied and had some meat tonight!

At the dinner table, Zhuang Er, San, Si, and Wu tears, who hadn't touched the meat and fish for several months, were crying, and they couldn't make a sound of sobbing.

Zhuang Tian looked at the nine apprentices devouring them, stroking the crane's hair contentedly.

Living and working in peace and contentment, these little days are beautiful!

"Old Six, Old Seven, Old Eight, Old Nine, tell me what you all like." Zhuang Tian picked up his nickname, thinking about the newly-accepted apprentice, as a master, he must give a meeting ceremony.

Hua Che grabbed the rice, and said sincerely: "Sleep the cat and tease the dog, eat, drink and have fun."

"..." Zhuang Tian was a little embarrassed.

Chu Binghuan put down the bowls and chopsticks, took out the handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth: "The hanging pot helps the world."

"..." Zhuang Tian was a little weak.

Lin Yan thought about it seriously, and said, "Child."

"..." Zhuang Tian collapsed a bit.

Murong Sa spit out the chicken bones, took off the greasy golden silk robe and threw it away: "Spend money!"

"..." Zhuang Tian vomited three liters of blood.

Well, I can't give it the same.