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More importantly, his disciples look familiar with the predecessors? The silent Taoist mayor's face - when did this disciple of his own meet Big Song?

Just as the silent Taoist Daoist pondered, Senior Superior Song, Xuansheng Su Shan, Ancient Saint Spiritual Butterfly and two young Daoists landed slowly in sequence. Still holding a little girl in the arms of the spiritual butterfly ancient saint... Yinzhu ancient saint?

Song Shuhang smiled and shook hands with Yang Monk: “We haven't seen each other for some time since the last time and the Master finished the Battle of the Last Law. I didn't expect to meet the master here, but there is a fate between me and the master. ”

“Nor did I expect to meet Senior Song here. Senior Song, your style is better than ever.” Young monks replied in familiar Chinese.

The silent Taoist who was still behind the seal was stunned when he heard it. Your own disciple actually appeared in the Battle of the Last Law? Why doesn't he remember at all?

“Unfortunately, since the" Battle of the Last Law "movie came out, I've only got one flash, and I'm still in the crowd, showing a side face. But... I'm satisfied, too. The director is my master of art.” The monk replied with a smile.

“Next time we have a movie to make in the group, give the master a positive role.” Song Shuhang said, his eyes on the monks of the Yang.

This jade is exactly the jade he traded with the Yang monk!

“Master, are you satisfied with this jade?” Song Shuhangle heeded.

Yang Monk thumbs up: “Good for tightness! Senpai Song, you gave me this. Good for you! I'm so satisfied with it that I have nothing to say. On several occasions when I crossed the Evil Spirit, I relied on it to protect my life. ”

Silent Taoist: “??? ”

Pfft...

This jade is actually replaced by Song Xuansheng and his own disciples?

When he learned of the robe he had given to his disciples, he was taken by his disciples and exchanged for others, and his heart was furious,

After smoking his disciples so hard, the silent mind made up its mind. If one day you meet someone who switches robes with his disciples, you must...

Don't be sure, don't be sure, don't be sure!

“By the way, master. Has your master ever closed it?” Song Shuhang asked curiously.

He remembered that once, the Yang monk came to him and wanted to temporarily change the jade jade back to the robe so that he could go back to Zongmen to participate in the grand pageant or something? Unfortunately, Song Shu's sailor's robe was destroyed at the time, and Ai could not help.

“Of course, although I was smoked by the master, I finally made it through.” Yang Xianghaha smiled, he reached out to untie the jade on his body, gently tossed it and flipped it over.

Inside the jade jade, a coat of coat was affixed.

Young monks put their backs on their bodies, buckle a few hidden buttons, tie their waists, and a robe turned into a gown.

“Master, you are a genius.” Song Shuhang praised.

Yoshiko Yu nodded similarly: “The master's brain circuit is very distinctive, it's the man that Senior Song loves. ”

Even Su Shi AXVI couldn't help but look at the strange foreign monk in the brain circuit.

Young monks touched their brains and smiled embarrassingly.

Song Shuhang's consciousness swept the master's state again, praising him: “Some days I haven't seen him, the power of the master's merit has risen dramatically. Congratulations. ”

Unlike his power to converge meritorious virtues by speech, Yang monks can accumulate meritorious virtues by practically super dead souls, burying evil spirits. Every merit in him is solid.

In that regard, he utterly echoed the honor of the ‘master’.

“Senior Song, the power of your merit, rises even more.” Young monks replied.

Song Shuhang smiled slightly and replied: “Thanks to the Master at the time, you taught me the" Tibetan Sutra "and the" High Monk's Journal of Hardship ". Without the transcendence you taught at the time, I would not have had the opportunity to gather this light of merit. ”

Without the Tibetan Soul Way and the Way of Transcendence taught at the time by the Western monks, he would not have had the opportunity to gather the beauties of Kung Fu Serpents, and the first group ferry would have ended in failure, and could have died in the first Eight Pin Xuan Holy Robbery.

Behind him, Canghai and Miaoqing Dao stood still at the same time.

They stared at this monk with shock - the superiority of the Kung Fu Dynasty of the predecessors of Big Song - and this monk actually taught it?

The silent Taoist priest behind him also dared not believe - he heard correctly, his apprentice taught Song Xuansheng how to transcend the "Tibetan Way of the Soul"? Instead of Song Xuansheng teaching his apprentice?

“It's all your own merit, Song. I just played a small role as a primer.” Young monks humbly replied.

“By the way, Master, do you still go back to your Sect?” Song Shuhang looked at the western monks dressed in cloak robes and shiny heads, his heart moved and asked.

“Actually, I have to go back every year, but because of my big bald head, going back will upset Master. It will even make Master an interesting object for members of the Sect.” The Yang monk touched his bald head and said firmly: “And I would never go to accumulate long hair, so... I can not go back now. ”

Behind the silent Taoist Patriarch, I didn't think my disciple had always thought of himself, silently shed a moving tear, and decided to smoke this cargo twice more.

“In that case, perhaps I have a spell in my hand that meets the needs of the master.” Song Shuhang laughed.

Go ahead, he took out his cell phone and contacted Senpai.

After obtaining the consent of Senior Sichuan, Song Shuhang took a notepad from the core world and quickly wrote the principle of "hair growth technique" on it.

Then he tore off the page "Hair augmentation technique" and handed it to the Yang monk: “This technique is called" Hair augmentation technique ". If the Master needs to return to the Sect later, he can use this hair to produce a beautiful long hair. After Zongmen Festival, just go down and shave off your long hair. Believe in this spell, master can use it. When you're done, burn it. ”

After accepting the "Hair Enhancement" note, Yang Monk gratefully held Song Shuhang's hands: “Thank you, thank you so much Senior Song. With it, I can go back to Zongmen to grow the hair canopy, and then shave it off after the fact, Mizuki, Mizuki! ”

The silent chancellor looked desperately at the sky: “…”

He had an MMP in his heart and couldn't resist saying it.

But because it was so uncivilized, he had to hold it in his heart.

“By the way, Senior Song, are you also here to deal with the evil here?” The monk suddenly remembered his business and asked.

Song Shuhang nodded: “I just wanted to do some experiments with evil delusions and collect some materials for one of my predecessors, so I need to brush up on evil delusions to reserve them. ”

“That's great.” The Yang monk turned happily to the silent voice: “Master, we don't have to call for reinforcements! ”

Song Shuhang: “!!! ”

He looked to the headmaster, who was painstakingly supporting the seal of the junction.

This is the Master of the Yang Monk?

That's embarrassing.