Chapter 29: Uncle Madness

Listened to Lu Yun, Zhang Hang's mouth twitched. But he did not dare to directly conflict with Lu Yun. From the point that Lu Yun could easily intercept his sword energy just now, the two men's cultivation skills were unparalleled.
"Lu Yun, wait for me! After three months, I will definitely be stronger than you! At that time, Lao Tzu will make you arrogant!" Zhang Hang determined in his heart, and then returned to his cave.
Lu Yun returned to his cave house, sorted it out a little, and sat down to practice. Inside the cave house, it is natural, and unlike the water door outside, the purple air inside is filled, which is very helpful for cultivation.
Not only that, but Lu Yun also discovered that he is a tempered physique.
Lu Yun has always believed that his intricate physique needs to be reflected after being injured. But in the past few days he has continuously fought against the powerful enemy, and he was pleasantly surprised to find that it can also inspire a lot of efforts.
Although the accumulated profound energy has not been seriously injured, but with the purple energy in the cave house, the cultivation is also just right. At the moment, he closed his eyes and began to contend.
Practice all night.
Early the next morning, the bell on the top of the mountain rang, waking everyone from their sleep. From this moment on, they formally become disciples of Tianji Sect.
Today, they can go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to borrow skills and martial arts, and choose the most suitable practice according to their abilities. It is also from this moment that we can open the gap between everyone.
It was at the time of breakfast, Lu Yun and Wu Xiao went out together, and had dinner in the attic I saw yesterday.
The seating in the attic is based on the disciple's level. The strongest red-dressed disciple is on the top floor, and the remaining red-dressed disciples are on the penultimate floor.
Lu Yun and others are also the lowest-ranked white-disciples, and they are also new to the white-disciples, so their position is at the level of the door.
Many of them looked at those red-dressed disciples going upstairs, feeling jealous in their hearts. In the past, they were all young masters in major families, but now their status is no different from that of their next generation.
It ’s just that the food you eat is very special. It is a food made by extracting impurities from the fairy furnace. An ordinary steamed bun, it tastes very sweet in the mouth.
All night's practice cost Lu Yun a lot of energy, and his appetite was particularly good.
"Mister Tai, what martial arts do we teach today!"
Suddenly, a series of mockery came upstairs.
"Go, I'm telling you this crazy old man Tai Shi has already given you a face and wants to eat at the same table with the young man. Get off!"
Followed by another burst of laughter.
The creaking noise from the stairs saw an old man in a tattered blue long coat come down from above. His eyes were dull, his mouth was broken, and he didn't know what to say.
He held chopsticks in his left hand and a bowl trembling in his right hand, and walked downstairs pitifully.
Where he went, no one welcomed. No one wants to sit down with such a person to eat together, even if they have compassion, they are not willing to be ridiculed as a topic.
The corner of the old man's mouth began to twitch, and he looked even more pitiful. Then he came to Zhang Hang.
Zhang Hang was sitting alone, but he put the long sword on the table and said, "I only eat with my sword. You dare to sit down and blame me for being ruthless!"
"Don't kill me! Don't kill me!" The old man ran away scared and didn't pay attention to the road, and ran over to the table of the landing cloud.
Lu Yun stood up and reached out to stop him.
In an instant, he smelled a light fragrance on the old man.
A person who knows how to live can only smell the fragrance from his body!
Lu Yun didn't think much, just said to the old man: "Uncle Tai, you sit here."
"You ... are you going to kill me?" The old man said in horror.
Lu Yun thought it was funny, and it turned out to be a mad old man, explaining now: "Just let you sit down and eat!"
"Good! When I am full, this king will teach you superior martial arts!" The old man said loudly.
"Hahaha! Listen, our Taishi Uncle is going to show his magical skills again!" The old white-disciples began to ridicule again.
To tell the truth, Lu Yun did not feel any strength of profound energy from Master Tai's body. At the same time, his cultivation practice is now at best a layer of profound.
Maybe this is why he was ridiculed, and people are crazy.
He looked like he was hungry for days after eating steamed buns. When he ate his messy hair into his mouth, he even bit his hair and swallowed it into his stomach.
This scene made Wu Xiao directly appetite. If it were n’t for Lu Yun ’s face, he might also be like those people who drove the old man away.
"He hasn't eaten for five days. The two of you are the only ones who have been willing to sit with him for the past five days." At this time, a disciple in white gathered courage and sat in front of Lu Yun and others.
He is the kind of sympathy that he dare not expose.
"This brother, who is he?" Lu Yun asked.
Disciple in white sighed: "The genius in Donghuangyuan now falls to this end."
Indeed, from now on, this great teacher and genius can be linked together, which is simply a fantasy.
The disciple in white continued to introduce: "He is called Zhang Daoji, the former prince of the Northern Ming Kingdom. After worshiping the Celestial Sect, he shined, but I do n’t know when he will encounter the accident and fall into waste, and people have become crazy. Once he But splicing an iron knife, beating the ruthless character of the three hundred snake demon alone. "
Prince?
Is just a mad old man now.
Lu Yun didn't know what happened to him, but he was ... very hungry now.
"If no one wants to sit down with him for dinner, he would not dare to eat, and he almost died of being hungry for nine days at most. The cook looked at him pitifully and gave him five buns. Those five buns, he ate Five days. "The white disciple finished, and got up and left.
He did not want to stay here for a minute, so he would become a laughing stock.
After listening to this white-disciplined disciple, Wu Xiao didn't build that way. He gave Daoji his remaining buns, and Dao Ji smiled silly and put the buns in his arms.
Lu Yun stopped him, saying, "If you are still hungry, eat the buns, and you will sit here and eat later."
"Good! Good! Good!" Daoji said foolishly ~ EbookFREE.me ~ In the future, this king will definitely teach you the best martial arts every day! "
"Here it is again! There are still people who would like to believe a fool this year, or is it that someone is not happy and wants to be a fool?"
These harsh words came out from the mouth of the white disciples.
The result was Lu Yun's cold eyes, and then the laughter stopped abruptly.
"A group of widows!" Zhang Hang sneered. After eating, he carried his sword and went out.
The rest of them were speechless. Yesterday, Lu Yun, Wu Xiao, and Zhang Hang violently beat the students in white. So that they chose cowardice at this moment!
Dao Ji listened to Lu Yun's words and happily nibbled the buns that Wu Xiao gave him. Of course, he still ate his hair.
"Pap Pap Pap!"
After eating, Daoji patted his stomach rejuvenatedly.
"At night in front of Houshan Waterfall, this king teaches you profound martial arts skills!" Daoji said seriously.
"Uncle Daoji, haven't you promised us once, why didn't we see you when we went? Or is your most powerful martial art, just lying? Such martial arts can be amazing!" Road.
Daoji stupidly extended his index finger and put it on his lips: "Hush! Don't be heard, I will teach you to lie at night! Ha ha ha ha ha, all cultivation, all mirror flowers and water moon!