Tang Bingwen quickly recovered from his paralysis. He ducked in front of Russell, his tall and thin body blocking the sun.
"Chief, I'm fine."
Russell's heart felt warm, and he stretched out his arm, and the sun shone on it, glowing with golden light.
"Hmph, I know. I just want to stand here."
Tang Bingwen put his hands behind his back, raised his chin, and looked to one side with empty eyes.
Russell quickly suppressed his laughter to avoid being beaten later.
Zhang Jingqing closed her eyes, her posture was peaceful, and her blue Taoist robe danced in the wind, like a flying fairy in the world.
"You brat, if Master Zhang hadn't been there to protect you, you don't know what would have happened?"
Tang Bingwen put his arms around Russell's shoulders and whispered: "This is a huge favor, you know?"
"If there is any good stuff later, be sure to take it out. Otherwise it will be difficult to communicate with you in the future."
"Understood, door manager." Russell knitted a Tang suit with engraved lines. This time, he was no longer afraid of being blinded by the sun.
"If necessary, you can find something good from the inner treasury. Anyway, it will be yours from now on, as long as you don't feel bad."
"Eh."
"You two." Zhang Jingqing opened her eyes, and lightning seemed to flash in her black eyes.
He stood solemnly and saluted Tang Bingwen and Russell.
"Zhang has made some progress through the light of Taoist friend Luo's enlightenment. Please accept my worship."
this……
Tang Bingwen and Russell looked at each other, then bowed in return.
Looking at the doubtful looks of the two people, Zhang Jingqing smiled softly and said, "The Five Thunder Methods of Tianshi Mansion are both strong and flexible."
"But only the nature of hair growth can only be seen in classics."
"Only when I was there today did I realize that the road to thunder magic is vast, and we can only get a glimpse of it."
He looked at Russell with a smile, "Fellow Taoist, please visit and communicate with our Tianshi Mansion more in the future."
"Tianshi's words are serious. I am just a late learner. I still need to study hard with the seniors in Tianshi Mansion."
Russell raised his hands and saluted again, his words full of sincerity.
He had just gotten rid of the shackles of the devil's physique and was just learning the golden light spell for the first time.
Even now when I recall the incantation of the Golden Light Mantra, I have a new understanding.
Not to mention those disciples of the Tianshi Mansion who have practiced cultivation for a long time.
He felt that he was still far from it.
"..." Zhang Jingqing didn't say anything, just raised her head and sighed.
This gesture, this tone, I really miss you...
Zhiwei was also so humble back then.
But, why did it become like this?
"Tianshi, what will happen in the future of Tianshi Mansion..."
Zhang Jingqing stretched out her hand to stop Russell's words, "Fellow Taoist, there is no need to say any more. From now on, our two families will have a close relationship. Can you still sit back and watch Tianshi Mansion suffer?"
Russell turned his head and looked at Tang Bingwen with a questioning look in his eyes.
"Lao Zhang said so, if anything happens to the Tianshi Mansion in the future, you can help me."
Tang Bingwen thought for a moment, then agreed according to Zhang Jingqing's wishes, and then said:
"But Lao Zhang, we must repay you for your kindness in protecting Xiao Luo."
"That's not necessary, I have gained a lot." Zhang Jingqing waved her hands quickly, fearing that Tang Bingwen would be stubborn, and said quickly:
"Old Tang, you don't understand. If I receive any favors again, I will be punished by God."
"this……"
"Hey, Old Tang, please stop refusing. I'm really not polite to you."
Zhang Jingqing pointed to the sky and shook her head.
Dark clouds covered the sun again, lightning flashed and thunder fell, and raindrops fell sporadically.
"Even so, I feel I owe something. You see, otherwise, you can let Russell have a name in our Tianshi Mansion."
"How about I teach you half of the Five Thunder Methods?"
Tang Bingwen looked at Zhang Jingqing's sincere face and immediately sneered, "Don't even think about it."
"Today you have half a thunder spell, but tomorrow you dare to come to me and ask me about changing the court."
"How can that be possible?" Zhang Jingqing rubbed her hands, "Let's tell the truth, Tang Sect's skills, right?"
"If Russell, this kid, practices the thunder method, he will definitely make rapid progress on his way to Taoism."
"Okay." Tang Bingwen pointed at Zhang Jingqing, "I didn't expect that you have thick eyebrows and big eyes, and you have a lot of twists and turns."
"I said, why don't you call me fellow Taoist? You don't like my Tang Sect skills, right?"
"I will ask my disciples to take orders from the Tianshi Mansion."
"Hey, don't be angry, Old Tang. We have been friends for so many years. Isn't your apprentice my apprentice?"
"Go, go, if I want an apprentice from you, will you give it to me?"
"Give."
Tang Bingwen:......
Russell looked at the two bickering seniors dumbfounded. They were clearly the heads of two major sects in the world, they were just two kids.
The two of them fought and joked, and finally returned to the dinner table.
Zhang Jingqing, Zhang Zhiwei, Zhang Huaiyi, and Tang Jiaren, You Hong, and Russell sat at the same table.
Other Tang Sect masters also came.
Zhang Jingqing looked at the tables filled with people in the hall and couldn't help but tilted her head and whispered to Tang Bingwen:
"Old Tang, is this the rumor outside that the Tang Clan suffered heavy losses?"
"You guys are clearly in a ZTE mood."
"Don't talk nonsense." Tang Bingwen put down his wine glass and looked at the lively scene in front of him with a smile, feeling proud in his heart.
The older generation is still alive and well, the mainstay is not missing, and the younger generation is growing vigorously.
He had been having nightmares some time ago.
I dreamed that the Tang Sect was gradually withering away in these troubled times.
He dreamed that an old man from the previous generation scolded him for not keeping his inheritance.
Fortunately, Russell is there.
Those are all dreams, all false.
Tang Bingwen raised his wine glass, raised it slightly, shook it towards Russell who was toasting at each table, and then drank it all.
If Russell felt something, he looked back but found nothing wrong.
Before he had time to think about it, he was pulled into the wine table by Xu Xin and drank four or five bowls directly.
Zhang Zhiwei happily held the tea bowl, took a sip of vegetables and a sip of tea, leisurely and contentedly, as if he had arrived at his own home.
Zhang Huaiyi cocked his big ears and stared at the plate of beans in front of him, but his attention was not on the beans.
After a while, he tilted his head and whispered: "Senior brother, that Russell seems to be very special."
"Three generations of Tang Clan members seem to treat him well. I don't know how they do it."
"Really?" Zhang Zhiwei looked at the exquisite side dishes in front of him with interest. It seemed that the red and green dishes attracted him more.
"It stands to reason that people like him should not have many achievements in cultivation. However, it seems that he is the strongest among the younger generation."
Zhang Huaiyi's eyes were full of incomprehension, "According to their evaluation, this person's skills are comparable to those of inner disciples who often go on missions."
"Oh." Zhang Zhiwei blinked, "That's awesome."
As if he felt that he had neglected his junior brother, he added:
"Huaiyi, you have to know that there are people outside this world, and there is a sky outside the world."
"We ordinary people who practice cultivation for a lifetime may not be as good as someone who is a genius practicing for a month or two."
"I can only say, live and learn until you grow old."
Zhang Huaiyi's eyes widened. His senior brother's words shocked him even more than when he heard Russell's comments.
How come it’s been more than a year since I came down the mountain, and my senior brother’s temperament has become so mellow?
No wonder I can't beat him more and more...
Should I talk to the master and go down the mountain to practice?
