Everyday, the Demon Lord is Escaping His Marriage

Zhuang Xiaoer's jaw almost dropped in shock: "Isn't this too arrogant?"

Wen Yuan sighed: "Second Junior Brother, don't you know how the disciples of the Shangqing behave? They are all domineering and don't take the disciples of other immortal sects seriously. I am so angry that I don't dare to take it seriously. Hua Che punched me seriously." Let go of your anger. Among other things, I deeply admire him."

Zhuang Xiaoer: "What's the use of your admiration? Is the Shangqing Immortal Sect easy to offend? Is the master of Zuo Qi Immortal Master easy to offend? That Hua Che has stabbed a hornet's nest!"

Zhuang Xiaoer looked at Zhuangtian, and said: "Master, Hua Che offended Shangqing, and I'm afraid he will have a bad life in the future. Even if Shangqing claims to be a famous and authentic family and doesn't do much to fight, it will inevitably make him stumbling and wearing small shoes in the future, just like you Accepting him as an apprentice, I'm afraid it will affect the entire Lingxiao Palace."

"Second Junior Brother, do you mean to ignore Hua Che?" Wen Yuan frowned.

Zhuang Xiaoer: "It's not that I don't want to take care of it, it's that I can't take care of it. What kind of power does the Shangqing Immortal Sect have? What's the situation in our Lingxiao Palace? If something really happened, let alone a little disciple, even the entire sect would be unable to protect it." Everyone will suffer!"

Wen Yuan said solemnly: "If he doesn't have a teacher by his side, wouldn't he be slaughtered even more? At that time, the Shangqing Xianmen can do whatever they want. A casual cultivator, who will care about his life?"

Zhuang Xiaoer: "Master."

Wen Yuan: "Master!"

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

Is this God's will?

Zhuang Tian stared at the ceiling and fancied that the Lingxiao Palace had never been glorious since the establishment of the sect. Suddenly, three thorns fell from the sky.

Eh!

"Also." Zhuang Xiaoer said, "Yuntian Shuijing and Fengming Valley are not at the same level as our Lingxiao Palace. How can Master control Chu Tianyu and Mu Zhaoyao? If you are soft-hearted for a moment, it is not Instead of taking in three apprentices, I took in three Huolei!"

Zhuang Xiaoer said: "Furthermore, if Master Chu and Master Mu Gu come to the door, how will Master deal with it?"

"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 Xiaoer was stunned.

Wen Yuan was overjoyed: "Master, are you going to accept them as disciples?"

Zhuang Tian: "He came all the way to Lingxiao Peak and passed the assessment, so why should I not accept him? I don't want a Master Yuntian or a Master Fengming. I really don't know what to do!" Zhuang Xiaoer: " That Hua Che..."

"He is not afraid of power, he is heroic and courageous, I like it very much! Besides, if he is let go, he will be alone and weak. If a little child confronts Shangqing Xianmen, isn't it like hitting a stone with an egg? Can he Coming to the Lingxiao Palace, this means that I have a master-student relationship with me, I should protect him and use the entire Lingxiao Palace as his backing." Zhuangtian laughed happily, "There is no advantage in being a teacher, just to protect the calf .”

Apart from Wen Yuan, Zhuang Tian's other four disciples are orphans picked up by him. They are called Zhuang Xiaoer, Zhuang Xiaosan, Zhuang Xiaosi, and Zhuang Xiaowu in order.

That crane is called Ji Xiang, and it is Zhuang Tian's spiritual pet, and Zhuang Tian is a beast master.

The apprenticeship ceremony is simple, just kneel down and kowtow three times, toast a cup of tea and finish.

Murong Sa competed to be the number one, and he became the sixth senior brother of Lingxiao Palace.Chu Binghuan was behind, Hua Che followed, and Lin Yan was at the bottom.

Lin Yan was very excited when he successfully entered the school. He respectfully started from Murong Sa, and called out in turn: "Sixth Senior Brother, Seventh Senior Brother, Eighth Senior Brother."

Hua Che smiled and patted Lin Yan's little head: "Ninth Junior Brother, be good."

Hua Che looked at Chu Binghuan, he was from the same family in his previous life, and he was the same teacher in this life, so he felt closer?

The first day of apprenticeship was not practicing swordsmanship, let alone reading and writing, but... cleaning.

Just because the sect's decline was too tragic, and Zhuangtian felt that recruiting new disciples was something worth celebrating, so he asked his disciples to work together - to build a house!

Hua Che is familiar with Jiewa in the house, thinking that he, the eldest son of Chu, will be pampered and pampered, but he has never done such rough and tiring work before, right?

Sure enough, Chu Binghuan stood under the room with a rather indescribable facial expression.

Seeing him like this, Hua Che couldn't help but want to laugh. After Chu Binghuan jumped onto the roof, he took two pieces of terracotta tiles to demonstrate to him: "Just spread it like this, stack them together, will it work?"

Chu Binghuan was dressed in white clothes, Tsinghua Wushuang, and his whole person was cold and immortal, and he was incompatible with these muddy and sandy soils.However, Chu Binghuan listened very carefully, picked up the pottery tile to paint a gourd, and imitated Hua Che's technique perfectly.

He is a noble son of a wealthy family, but he is never afraid of hardship.

Hua Che smiled happily.

On the contrary, that Young Master Mu, a genuine playboy, let alone work, is usually served with vegetables when eating, and undressed when sleeping.Now my eyes are really darkened, I can’t do anything, and I don’t even want to learn.

On the same day, he passed on the talisman and called all the servants who had served him since he was a child, and asked them to lay bricks and build walls and direct them around.

And Lin Yan was the most handy one. He put quicklime into a large iron pot, boiled it with water, and made lime paste. It seemed that Wen Yuan and the others had to come to him for advice if they had anything they knew.

Zhuang Xiaowu: "Sure, Brother Ninth, he is proficient in all eighteen martial arts."

Lin Yan said with a smile: "The mud houses at home are always broken, and I often repair them."

Sitting in the courtyard, Murong Sa sipped tea and fruit, looking at the roof with dissatisfaction: "The terracotta tiles are too shabby, and glazed tiles are better. The bluestone floor is not very good, it should be made of suet jade!"

Hua Che on the top almost stumbled: "Paving the floor with mutton fat jade, you are so rich!"

Murong Sa didn't feel extravagant and wasteful at all, instead he took it for granted. He turned his head and looked at Zhuangtian: "Master, is our Lingxiao Palace so poor? It's just fine without disciple uniforms, shouldn't we just stop and go?"

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

Zhuangtian fanned the banana leaf and said with a smile: "How can I, I can't lose your mouth for anything, eat meat once every ten days, hahahaha, how can I be good to you as a teacher?"

Murong Sa: "..."

Hua Che: "..."

Chu Binghuan became more and more comfortable working as a mason, and took the time to reply: "Historical records show that the patriarch of the Lingxiao Palace built a sect back then and took away countless treasures from the palace, as well as land deeds."

Hua Che was taken aback: "Master, have you lost all your inheritance?"

"What's lost? You're talking nonsense!" Zhuangtian covered his face with a banana leaf in embarrassment, and smiled helplessly, "There is a land deed, and the land deed is also there, but the land is rented to the villagers at the foot of the mountain, and the rent has not been collected. .”

When Murong Sa heard this, he became anxious: "What's the point? You owe money?"

Shopkeepers bully customers, slaves bully masters, and mortals can bully monks even when they are arrogant.In short, the Lingxiao Palace rents out the fields to farmers, and at the same time collects the rent and asks them to hand in enough food for the sect.But everyone knows what the state of the Lingxiao Temple is like. When several big farmers add up, it is not easy for Zhuang Tian to understand the hardships of the people for one year; If you pay, you can come up with new tricks every year. Anyway, if you don't pay, the disciples of Lingxiao Temple can't do anything to them.

The majestic fairy sect is authentic, but is it possible to use force to oppress the people?

If it hurts your reputation, that's it.

The landlord lived in a leaky house on the mountain and ate chaff and vegetables.Farmers live in new brick and tile houses at the foot of the mountain, eat delicacies from mountains and seas, and each of them raises a lot of fat.

Hua Che laughed when he heard this, it's really a good man being bullied, and Ma Shan being ridden by others!

Before Hua Che could make a move, Murong Sa got impatient, and called his men to fight all the way down the mountain. Without saying a word, he surrounded several Zhuangzi and set up barriers from house to house, and whoever didn't pay the debt , Whoever wants to go out of the house in this life.

The movement was so loud that many villagers were frightened, but they have sucked the blood of the Lingxiao Palace for many years, and they were absolutely unambiguous in making jokes. Bullying.

Will the domineering Murong Sa be afraid of this?He went straight to the entrance of the village and shouted angrily, "Do you know who I am and who my father is!"

It is said that when Murong Sa revealed the name of Fengming Valley, all the farmers were frightened.Then he pushed the cart full of gold, silver and jewels up the hill, and took a basket of poultry with him.

Hua Che is very satisfied, there is meat to eat tonight!

At the dinner table, Zhuang Er, San, Si, and Wu, who hadn't touched meat for several months, were weeping, so moved that they couldn't make a sound.

Zhuangtian looked at the nine apprentices who were devouring the food, and stroked the crane's fur contentedly.

Live and work in peace and contentment, this little day is so beautiful!

"Sixth, Seventh, Eighth, Ninth, tell me what you all like." Zhuang Tian casually called out his nicknames, thinking of the newly recruited apprentice, as a master, he must give some greetings.

Hua Che pawed at the rice, and said sincerely, "Show cats and dogs, eat, drink and have fun."

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

Chu Binghuan put down the bowl and chopsticks, took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth: "Hanging the pot to help the world."

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

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

"..." Zhuang Tian broke down a bit.

Murong Sa spat out the chicken bones, took off the oil-stained golden silk robe and threw it away: "Spend money!"

"..." Zhuangtian vomited three liters of blood.

Well, neither can be given.