Before he could kick Wang Tiechui away, Zhang Bangbang, Li Luoguo, Zhao Mushan and Wang Yutou followed suit, hugging him tightly and crying violently.
If five people grab two thighs, it won't be enough.
Zhong Wen's head was covered with black lines and he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. If he hadn't considered that these five idiots only had the Earth Chakra cultivation level and were too fragile, he would have kicked them out one by one.
"Get up quickly!" He shouted sternly with a normal face, "How unbecoming are you who are crying!"
When Zhang Bangbang and others saw him getting angry, they immediately rolled to the side and crawled to the side. While raising their arms to wipe away the unidentified tears, they secretly glanced at him and watched his expression.
"I asked you to shave the heads of ten thousand people." Zhong Wen asked seriously, "Have you completed the task?"
"Master, these days, we have shaved the heads of 13,000 soldiers in total." Zhang Bangbang answered first, "That's 3,000 more than you requested!"
I don’t know when the five rural youths all changed their words and called Zhong Wen “Master”, but he seemed too lazy to refute and simply acquiesced.
"What's more than three thousand?" Zhong Wen's face darkened, "I'm talking about ten thousand for each of you, and the total is fifty thousand! It's only thirteen thousand, which is far from it!"
"ah?"
The expressions of the five people suddenly dropped, Zhang Bangbang said with a bitter face, "Master, the number of people in the army who need to shave their heads is not even fifty thousand!"
"Find your own way!" Zhong Wen still looked serious and refused to listen to any excuses.
The five rural youths looked at me and I looked at you. Each one of them was dejected and fell into melancholy.
"That's all, I will be unlucky for eight lifetimes when I meet you fools." Zhong Wen shook his head repeatedly and sighed, "Here are some elixirs that can help you strengthen your strength. Find a place where no one is around to swallow them later. Then go out and work obediently. If you don't complete the task within three months, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
He flipped his right hand, and five crystal-clear, round beads appeared out of thin air in his palm, with pale golden light emitting from their entire body.
Just before the conference, he hunted around for the puppet spiritual masters sent by the "Dark Temple" to block the way, and gained a lot. Now the ring contained more than a hundred spiritual master-level Xuandi beads. At this time, he and his five "disciples" When we met again, on a whim, I gave five away without hesitation.
"Thank you Master!"
Upon hearing the word "elixir", the five people's eyes immediately lit up, and they rushed forward in a hurry, took the Xuan Tianzhu from his hand, and carefully viewed and played with it, as if they had obtained a rare treasure.
This is... an elixir!
When Shi Xiaolong on the side saw Xuan Tianzhu, his pupils shrank and his heart skipped a beat.
It was this "elixir" that allowed him to instantly step into the spiritual realm and become a powerful being that he had never dared to imagine before.
Seeing Zhong Wen give the elixir to Zhang Bangbang and others, he finally had no doubts anymore and recognized the identity of the five young people as "disciples of the gods".
Why, as the disciples of the gods, had they not received the elixir before?
When he thought that he had obtained the elixir earlier than the immortal's apprentice, he couldn't help but feel a little proud despite his doubts.
"Little guy, we meet again."
At this moment, Zhong Wen also looked over at him, the smile on his face was gentle and warm, making people feel like spring breeze.
"I've seen gods."
Shi Xiaolong bowed and saluted respectfully.
"Little guy, you are talented and upright." Zhong Wen said old-fashionedly, "I like it very much, but I don't know if you can do me a favor?"
The two had only met each other once before, and I don't know how he judged Shi Xiaolong's "upright character".
"No matter what the gods or gods tell you," Shi Xiaolong replied with excitement on his face, "This disciple will not hesitate to go through fire and water!"
"You have also seen that my five disciples are not very smart." Zhong Wen pointed at Wang Tiechui and others who were still obsessed with Xuan Tianzhu, and said softly, "Let them wander outside by themselves. I feel a bit uneasy, I wonder if you can take care of me?"
Could it be that the gods have recognized my discipleship?
Shi Xiaolong's energy perked up, his eyes shone with excitement, and his head nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "God, please rest assured, this disciple will go all out and never let the five senior brothers suffer!"
"Very good. Since you are so generous, I don't want to be too stingy." Zhong Wen nodded with satisfaction, and his figure suddenly turned into a golden light, and flashed in front of Shi Xiaolong, with his right hand on his Tianling Gai He lightly brushed his hand and said, "This spiritual skill comes from the fairy world and is infinitely mysterious. With your talent, as long as you study hard, you will definitely achieve something!"
Shi Xiaolong couldn't dodge, and countless words and pictures suddenly appeared in his mind. He looked intently and saw an article called "Nine Styles of Iron Sword" appearing in front of him.
It turns out that this magical skill was the bronze sword skill "Nine Styles of the Iron Sword" that Elder Tie of Wanjian Sect gave him while chewing chicken legs in the latrine.
It is indeed a magical method!
"Thank you for the gift from the gods!" Shi Xiaolong was overjoyed and quickly began to study it carefully.
This magical skill seemed to have been memorized and practiced since he was a child. He was familiar with it and remembered it in his heart. However, for some reason, he did not realize how exquisite the "Nine Styles of Iron Sword" were. He even vaguely felt that it was not as good as Shirogane of his own sect. The level spiritual skill "Baji Divine Fist".
It must be that my qualifications are dull and I have not yet been able to comprehend the essence of the immortal techniques.
With this in mind, he made up his mind to go back and study hard, vowing to understand the beauty of the immortal techniques.
If Shi Xiaolong knew that what Zhong Wen instilled into him through magical means was actually a bronze spiritual skill, I really don't know what he would think.
…
"Palace Master Lin, congratulations on your sect's promotion to the Holy Land."
When he was about to return, Saint Bingchi smiled and greeted Lin Zhiyun politely, "Our two families are both in the south, so we need to get closer in the future."
"Senior Bingchi is so polite." Lin Zhiyun replied softly, "This junior is short-sighted and wants to ask senior for advice."
"Anyway, by the way, why don't Palace Master Lin come to our Bingji Island as a guest?" Saint Bingji suddenly thought, "I'm not bragging, but the scenery on my Bingji Island is absolutely unique in the world. Besides, you and Bing'er are the same age. Similar, we should be able to chat easily."
Li Bing beside him also nodded slightly in agreement.
"This..." A look of hesitation appeared on Lin Zhiyun's pretty face.
Although she missed her disciples and wanted to rush back to Qingfeng Mountain as soon as possible, rejecting a saint's warm invitation in person still brought a lot of psychological pressure to her.
"Senior Bingchi." Zhong Wen's voice suddenly came from beside him, "I wonder if there is an 'Bingchi Cave' on Bingchi Island?"
"Yes, how do you know?"
Looking back and seeing Zhong Wen's smiling face, Saint Bingchi was inexplicably unhappy, so his attitude was not very cordial.
There really is!
Zhong Wen was overjoyed, recalling the conversation with the Night King in the fragments of time and space, and decisively encouraged Lin Zhiyun: "Sister Palace Master, it's rare for Senior Bing Chi to invite you kindly. If you refuse, it would be rude, so why not How about we go visit the island together?”
"All right!"
Seeing Zhong Wen secretly winking at her, Lin Zhiyun knew that he had other plans, so she nodded in agreement.
"You want to go too?"
Saint Bing Chi's expression changed and he blurted out.
"Senior, aren't you welcome?" Zhong Wen said with a smile.
"No, it's nothing!" Saint Bing Chi looked very embarrassed, and spoke like a stick reader without any emotion. "A young hero like you is willing to come, but it's too late for me to be happy."
Brat, you are so drunk that you don’t care about the wine!
He was polite on the surface, but he was cursing secretly in his heart. He even imagined a vivid scene in his mind of his precious daughter being abducted by Zhong Wen.
"Then what are you waiting for?" Zhong Wen chuckled, "Time can't wait, let's get on the road quickly!"
"Zhong Wen, you performed too well this time. I'm afraid you will arouse Mo Disheng's jealousy."
A gust of fragrant wind drifted by, and Nangong Ling's soft whisper suddenly came to my ears, "If it were me, I would definitely set an ambush on your way back and use all means to remove you. Now go to Bingji Island Being a guest is not a wise choice.”
"Thank you, Sister Nangong, for reminding me." Zhong Wen turned his head and whispered next to her tender earlobe, "It's just that there are some mysteries on Bingji Island, which may affect the outcome of this war. I will do it no matter what. Go check it out.”
"I've said that. You are a smart man and know what to do." Seeing his persistence, Nangong Ling stopped imposing obstruction, "Protect yourself, and protect Master."
"Don't worry." Zhong Wen's voice was extremely firm, "Even if I die, I won't let anything happen to the palace master's sister."
"You are no longer alone. There are many people waiting for you to go back." Nangong Ling shook his head gently, looked directly into his eyes with her beautiful eyes, and said seriously, "Don't die, live."
"Um."
After looking into these charming and deep eyes for a long time, Zhong Wen nodded solemnly.
