Chapter 75

However, it is obvious that the waste of helping Zhitong accept his disciples can not satisfy Zhitong completely. In the end, there is no way to waste, so he has to take out his killer mace.

Turning over the palm, there was already a crystal clear jade pendant, and then directly extended it to Zhitong's face. Hei hei smiled: "master, I think she would be very happy if she took it to that martial uncle?"

"Cough..." seeing the jade pendant, the knowledgeable Zhitong didn't know its value. He immediately smiled and grabbed the jade pendant. When the jade pendant reached his hand, his face suddenly changed, and justice snorted coldly: "nonsense, I've always been a subconscious Buddha. How can I give this thing to others, but seeing that this Buddha statue is well carved, That's why I want it. "

"All right." Idleness really can't see the lower limit in Zhitong, so I don't want to investigate it anymore. Instead, I looked at it with a smile: "master, now you can always tell me what's going on with me?"

Zhitong, who was in a better mood, pondered a little and finally told him the information he wanted to know: "in fact, you don't have to worry about wasting. You're just like this because you integrate the wooden fish mallet for the first time, and then it will become a pure Yin spirit thing that devours more than the middle grade once a month. Of course, if you have bad luck, you can get the top-grade or super pure Yin spirit thing, After your wooden fish mallet relic is swallowed, it should take longer. In fact, these are my conjectures. As for the specific situation, you can't know until you swallow the first pure Yin spirit above the middle grade. "

"Wipe!" It's foolish to waste time. I spent a precious jade pendant. I heard that. It's too unprofessional, isn't it?

In the face of master's indecency without a lower limit, the waste is really unbearable. He jumped up and grabbed the jade pendant that Zhitong still proudly held in his hand: "master, return my jade pendant!"

Zhitong's combat effectiveness is definitely not boasted. The bad reputation of that year was really hit, so this skill is definitely agile enough.

He didn't wait to waste time in front of him, but the jade pendant had long disappeared: "Hey, you boy, you pay so much attention to color and despise the teacher. I'll teach you a lesson today so that you can respect the teacher in the future!"

While he was talking, his greasy fingers bent up and directly bounced on the wasted head.

"Du..."

The sound is louder than the wooden fish.

He felt a headache like a crack. When he reached out and touched it, it was clear that there was a big bag on his bald head. He was immediately angry and angry. He roared loudly: "master, you really have such a hard hand. I'll fight with you!"

Zhitong was determined not to be afraid and smiled proudly: "boy, compared with me, your temperature is still too tender. Today, it's up to me to teach you how to be a good disciple!"

"Doo, Doo, Doo..."

For a time, the sound similar to knocking wooden fish rang through the whole Zen room.

In the meantime, there was a scream of waste, which directly spread to the nine night sky. Even the clear sky covered a layer of thick dark clouds.

After a long time, the cry gradually disappeared, and the door of the meditation room finally opened. Zhitong came out of the meditation room with roast chicken in one hand and wine in the other.

When I went out, I didn't forget to look back and sighed mercifully: "Alas! Respecting teachers is a virtue. I hope you can understand the good intentions of being a teacher! "

But before his words were finished, a petite figure fell from the sky, like lightning, directly in front of him.

"Zhi..."

After a strange proud cry, Zhitong screamed: "ah! You dead monkey! "

Zhitong's face had a few more bloodstains. His greasy big hand stretched out fiercely and patted Xiaojin.

"Zhi..."

With a strange cry, Xiao Jin's body was as flexible as electricity. He jumped directly to the roof of the Zen house, and couldn't help making faces at Zhitong.

That's how irritating it is.

Zhitong is really angry, but Xiaojin is flexible and on the top of the meditation room. Unless he wants to tear down the whole meditation room, he really can't take Xiaojin.

"Ha ha..."

In the meditation room, idly holding a big bag at one end, he burst out laughing.

Zhitong's face suddenly turned black, but Xiao Jin was on the roof, so he was worried. With Xiao Jin's naughty, if he really caught it on the roof, I'm afraid the next step is the rhythm of house demolition.

Moreover, looking at Xiao Jin's flexible skills, I'm afraid it's difficult even if Zhitong wants to catch it, so he must bear it.

With a heavy angry hum, he scolded Xiao Jin, who was still making faces on the roof: "little splash monkey, don't let me catch you. Then I'll peel your skin and drink!"

"Zhi..."

Xiao Jin spit out his tongue at him in contempt, ignoring his threats at all.

The left and right were boring. Zhitong finally stamped his feet with hatred, turned and walked out.

Watching Zhitong go away, the wasted laughter finally stopped. Against a terrible blue and purple bag, he whistled at Xiao Jin on the roof.

"Xiao Jin, good job!"

With a strange cry, Xiao Jin jumped down directly and threw himself into the arms of waste. The little monkey claw carefully touched the waste's head and the big bag all over.

There was a touch of concern in his eyes. He wasted a warm heart, but he stretched out his finger and bounced on his forehead: "you're still good to me!"

……

The sunshine in the morning shines on me warmly, but it's hard to waste. Another day has passed, and there are still two days left to find pure Yin spirits above middle grade. Time is urgent!

If you can't find it, I'm afraid it's really going to explode and die.

An unspeakable sense of depression and urgency surrounded the waste firmly, but he didn't nod.

In a dilemma, I was wondering whether I should ask the master again, but I reached out and touched the big blue and purple bag on my bald head, and immediately sighed with hatred.

"Here is an exhibit leaflet for tomorrow's auction. There is an antique that is pure Yin, but the price is not cheap." Just as he hesitated in vain and asked if he wanted to go to master, Zhitong's obscene voice sounded behind him.

Idleness quickly turned his head, and a leaflet flew towards him.

He stretched out his hand over the leaflet, but suddenly thought of his blue and purple bag that Zhitong played yesterday. He was angry and turned his head decisively, ignoring Zhitong.

Zhitong didn't mind, but said with a compassionate concern: "waste, does the bag on this head still hurt?"

Hearing that Zhitong dared to mention this section, the wasted time was annoyed: "don't you know if it hurts if you let me play your blue and purple bag?"

"Hey, hey." Zhitong smiled obscene, but did not care with him: "take a good look at the auction item on page 3. The price is very expensive, but if you honor your teacher with a jade pendant, you can give you an idea."

"Cut!" Waste directly rejected Zhitong's kindness with very decisive language: "come on, let your old man give advice. I'm afraid it's not for me to steal, or for me to borrow money from Liu Yan. I'm not right."

"Ha......" Zhitong was immediately surprised. He looked at the waste, gently touched his chin and said, "I didn't expect that your boy has become so smart. He can guess such a difficult problem. It's really my true story!"

Wasted time suddenly collapsed!