Say it's a big treason to the master

Gong Wutong was so angry that he couldn't drink his tea anymore, he asked Shuang Xiake with a sullen face: "Where is the difference between me and the master in the script?"

Shuangxiake said "hmm" for a while, and then tentatively said, "Not enough...to be cold?"

Gong Wutong frowned: "That's all?"

Shuangxiake gasped, and almost shook Gong Wutong's shoulders and shouted, "Little Saint, this is the most important point!"

Gong Wutong probably really didn't understand the importance of this "coldness", and he was still full of "that's it" indifference, probably never thought that the biggest problem was his own temper.

Shuangxiake didn't want to hit him, so he had to try his words, and said in a tactful way: "Little Shengzun might as well think about it this way, before you and me... oh, yes, let's take Shen Daojun as an example, you and me What's the difference in him?"

When Gong Wutong talked about this, he kept talking: "That's a lot, he is not as noble as I am, he looks beautiful, and he only accepted one apprentice - I accepted three."

Under the Frost: "..."

"Also, he is not as good at talking as I am." Gong Wutong analyzed clearly, "He keeps everything in his heart, he doesn't say anything about what he did for the apprentice, and he caused so many misunderstandings, nonsense! Of course the apprentice doesn't know if you don't talk about it." Now, which sword cultivator do you expect to understand you?! Can't say a word for a long time, does anyone really like this kind of temperament? What does his apprentice like in him?"

Shuangxiake's face was full of color, seeing Gong Wutong chattering about the "cold" Shen Daojun, and telling himself that he was thirsty.

Gong Wutong paused, took a sip of tea, and looked at Shuangxiake.

Shuangxiake didn't want to attack Gong Wutong, but seeing that Gong Wutong was still unwilling to leave the small world without asking why his apprentice didn't offend him, he had no choice but to say nothing.

"Little Saint, this is... the difference."

Gong Wutong paused for a moment while pinching the cup, and frowned at him: "What?"

Shuangxiake patiently explained to him: "The reason why the disciples in the story book are so rebellious is because the natural temperament is cold and quiet, the master looks at people as if the gods and Buddhas are far away in the sky, but sometimes he only shows a trace of evil to the disciples." Unobtrusive feelings, unattainable and unattainable, can most arouse young and energetic teenagers' desire to conquer and sense of immorality."

Gong Wutong almost frowned: "Are they trying to make Master Qing Leng lose his composure?"

Shuangxiake nodded: "Yes, yes, it can be understood in this way."

"Then I also have a sense of conquest." Gong Wutong said dissatisfied, "I usually talk a lot, but they conquered me so much that I couldn't even utter a single word, wouldn't that be enough?"

Under the Frost: "..."

Good fucking sense!

Shuangxiake was almost convinced by Gong Wutong.

Gong Wutong frowned and left the small world of Shuangxiake, and began to think about the scriptures he had read over the years. After a while, he took a silent breath and came to an incredible conclusion.

——It seems that in those master-student story books, the master is very cold, even if his temper is not that of Gaoling Zhihua, but he must pretend to be like that on the surface.

Gong Wutong thought hard, could it be that his direction was really wrong?

There is no need for Gong Wutong to pack things when going to Mingzhou. The worry-loving Yunlinjing has already put a bunch of things in the storage bag and sent them over, even putting a bunch of brand new clothes with no heavy patterns.

Early the next morning, the three apprentices followed their master to Mingzhou with their few bags.

Gong Wutong was not wearing that gaudy purple robe today, instead he was dressed in blue and white clothes, his long satin hair was loosely tied up with a white hairband, and the coquettish little fan he usually wore was also thrown away. Su Bai held a jade flute in her white hand, her knuckles were as white as jade.

As soon as he got out of the room dressed up, the three apprentices waiting outside looked at each other in blank dismay, completely unaware of what Gong Wutong was up to.

Gong Wutong saw that the three people looked at him strangely, but at least they looked at him, so he insisted on his indifferent appearance of the ancient well, and stepped on the chariot.

Gong Wutong was just going out to play, and he didn't use the trick of stepping thousands of miles. Instead, he used the demon fox spirit pill that Hua Buzhu gave him to transform into a huge fox without sanity, and put the chariot on the fox. He regarded the majestic three-tailed demon fox as a coolie pulling a cart—if the demon fox still had a semblance of sanity, he would definitely bite this person even if he was so humiliated.

There was only one large seat in the wide chariot, and there was no room for other people at all. After sitting on it, Gong Wutong was going to lean on the back of the chair and raise his feet lazily, but the toes just lifted up I just remembered that I was going to be "cool" today, so I reluctantly put my legs down.

He kept his "calmness" and lowered his jaw slightly, and the demon fox rose into the air and flew into the air.

Seeing this, the three of Ming Xiuyi also went up against the wind.

The chariot is not completely closed, there are only four carved wooden pillars, surrounded by a few white gauzes to form a shelter from the wind, and the palace parasol sitting inside can be vaguely seen along the swinging gauze curtains.

Gong Wutong controlled the demon fox to fly in the direction of Mingzhou. At the same time, he twirled his two fingers and pinched out a colorful butterfly, which flew out of the chariot.

The three apprentices followed, and they heard the master's faint voice coming from inside.

"Catch up with this butterfly, Master will reward you."

He was concise and concise, but Ming Xiuyi and the others felt a little uncomfortable.

Yue Jiwang and Ming Xiuyi looked at each other, and said via voice transmission: "Is Master sick?"

Ming Xiuyi didn't want to be behind the Taoist master's right and wrong, so he pursed his lips and said: "Let's chase that butterfly first."

Sui Xiangfeng reacted very quickly, and Yu Feng was the first to chase after the little butterfly.

The butterfly of Gong Wutong flew very slowly, as if gathering honey in the flowers, it flew twice from time to time, and looked full of flaws.

Sui Xiangfeng was still thinking: "Isn't this something you can catch casually?"

Thinking of this, he rushed forward and stretched out his hand to catch the butterfly, but before his fingertips touched it, the butterfly suddenly turned into a ferocious beast, raised its head to the sky and roared, and swallowed it at Sui Xiangfeng.

Sui Xiangfeng: "..."

For the past four years, Sui Xiangfeng has been refining alchemy by the side of his master, and has never traveled far. He was immediately startled by this evil beast and forgot to hide for a while.

The evil beast showed no mercy, and when it was about to pounce on Sui Xiangfeng, Yue Jiwang swept his sword over, and the sword wind swept aside Sui Xiangfeng's frail body, and struck the evil beast with a bang.

Ming Xiuyi flew forward to catch Sui Xiangfeng, protecting him from the wind, and then he drew his sword and rushed forward.

This is the experience given by Master, and it must be resolved.

There was a collision of spiritual power in midair, and there was a rumbling sound. Those who didn't know it thought it was lightning, thunder and thunder that was about to rain.

Gong Wutong turned a deaf ear and still sat on the chariot slowly drinking tea.

The jade card of Shuang Xia Ke on the side flickered slightly, Gong Wutong raised his hand a little, and a line of flamboyant characters floated in the air.

"Little Saint, can it be effective?"

Gong Wutong wrote a line of words in the air, and pressed it into the jade tablet with spiritual power.

"It seems a little bit. At least they put their eyes on me, and one of them looked at me twice more."

Under the Frost: "..."

The apprentice didn't look at you before?

How miserable was it then?

The guest under the frost was very sympathetic to Gong Wutong, and coaxed him more patiently: "That means your lover likes this hanging."

Gong Wutong is not sure: "Really?"

Why did he feel that those three apprentices looked at him more because of his dressing up with shallots mixed with tofu?

Under the Frost confirmed: "Yes!"

Gong Wutong had no choice but to continue to pretend to be glamorous.

It took a quarter of an hour before the crackling outside finally stopped.

Ming Xiuyi held a butterfly and landed beside the chariot of Gongwutong, and whispered: "Master, I caught it."

Gong Wutong gave a cold "hmm": "Well done, what reward do you want?"

Ming Xiuyi hesitated for a moment before saying: "Can there be one more person in Master's chariot?"

Gong Wutong was shocked, Gong Wutong was overjoyed.

It seems that Shuangxiake didn't deceive him, and Ming Xiuyi actually took this trick!He actually thought of getting a reward to spend time with Master alone.

Gong Wutong was very satisfied, and said in a calm tone: "I can barely add another small thing..."

After he finished speaking, he regretted it, and was so happy for a while, that he stopped speaking human words again.

Fortunately, Ming Xiuyi was used to it, so he didn't pay much attention, he nodded slightly: "That's good—Second senior brother was frightened by that evil beast, and this disciple wants him to rest in the carriage and bother Master for a while. "

Gong Wutong: "..."

The joy on Gong Wutong's face instantly dissipated completely, and he wanted you to get lost with a blank expression.

Ming Xiuyi waited and waited until Gong Wutong answered. Just as he was about to speak again, he heard Gong Wutong coldly say: "How old can you be scared by a dog? He should practice more .”

After finishing speaking, Gong Wutong slightly hooked his fingers.

Before Ming Xiuyi understood what Gong Wutong meant, he felt that the butterfly in his hand suddenly released its spiritual power, and then turned into a huge "dog" again, rushing towards him in a threatening manner.

Ming Xiuyi: "..."

At the same time, Yue Jiwang and Sui Xiangfeng gasped from the side, and when Ming Xiuyi turned his head, he saw a monster that was even bigger than Cai Cai in front of them.

Gong Wutong said: "Chasing, if you can't catch up, the master will punish you."

Three people: "..."

There was a sudden howl in the air.

Gong Wutong poked Shuangxiake's jade token while listening to the disciple's screams outside with a blank face.

"It's useless at all."

"There must be something wrong with them!"

"You said that I will take another poor apprentice, will it be faster?"

Under the Frost: "..."