Long Live Summons!

Temple Gate.

Yueyang is gradually picking up the ranks he deserves, like a traveler treading green to see the flowers, no one knows, he has just returned from the spike hell.

The captain's guard was absent, and the confident long-time hater made a cocoon and confined himself to prison. Under the bright mountain, no one could stop Yueyang from moving forward. Some temple guards or followers found Yueyang, but did not dare to go forward to stop him. They had long since regained their arrogance and arrogance. They had seen Yueyang pick up the ranks from afar, and no mantis arm had been used as a car, but rushed to report it.

Soon, Yueyang came to a reception platform before.

This was supposed to be a reception for the worship of the Eight Parties, where temples such as Hot Water and Soil set up huge statues and were accompanied by crystal columns for the exchange of believers.

The demolition of the house began, but what about the temple?

Yueyang held onto her chin and thought about it.

Wind Hall?

Water or fire?

Just as Yueyang conveyed the crystal columns one by one, trying to find the most suitable target, an old man, carrying a black basket, with a green fishing rod in his hand, walked over with a smile.

The old man's attitude was very friendly, like seeing family and friends, shouting at Yueyang: “Boy, how did you get here? ”

Yue Yangqi.

"I don't think I know you, do I? ”

“Aren't you the Third Majesty of the Yue Family of the Great Talon Teng Continent?” The old man knows Yueyang and doesn't seem to be quite familiar.

“Yes, but you are?” Yueyang touched the back of his head. He was a little confused. He didn't have any relatives or friends in the Central Temple. Why does this old man look so familiar? Besides, it doesn't look like a disguise! Central Temple. Aren't they all enemies? Why is there such a weird old man?

“I am the famous Tuanjiang! Hey, I forgot you're too young, I'm sure you haven't heard of it, it's okay, you can call me a fishing expert, I like people calling me a fishing expert!” The old man's famous name, Yueyang has not really heard of it. Since becoming the new generation of the Queen of Prisons, he has asked himself to read a number of biographies of the history of Tongtian Tower. Some secrets and hidden history have also been involved, but the name Tongjiang has never appeared. Is this old man also a senior of Tongtian Tower? It's just too old to forget about history?

“Fishing master, your basket has no fish at all!” Yueyang looks inside and finds that this fisherman is more skilled than himself in scum, there is not a single piece of fishmeal. Do you dare call yourself a fisherman?

“There are no fish in a master basket!” As soon as the old man heard the swelling redness, he tried his best to argue.

“…” Yueyang said nothing.

Discussing fishing with a fishing idiot is a very idiotic act, Yueyang decided never to tell the old man about fishing, not even the fish. He sort of sees it through, and this‘ fishing expert 'is not much better than the fat guy who snores when he fishes and snores when he sleeps and scares all the fish away.

The old man waited half a day to find out that the kid in front of him had no intention of kissing his ass and blowing his own fishing skills, so he couldn't help but feel bored.

You're a senior yourself. You don't give me any face. That's terrible!

Are you being so rude?

Yueyang is not the kind of skinless and shameless guy who kisses his predecessor's ass. Although this happens often, it is still unlikely that he will be able to shoot a fishing idiot hard.

So one of the three young men looked up and pretended not to see an old man being praised for his desire to be slapped by horses.

The old man waited for half a day, he really didn't have the patience to go on, and he said to himself, “Fishing is a very deep technique, I can point to you when I have time. Now, I'm guiding you in other ways, save your boy from being laughed at like a wild kid with no father, no mother and no one to discipline him. ”

As long as it's not a fishing technique.

Yueyang is still interested in other aspects.

“Hey, isn't this Senior Manjiang? It's an honor to see you here today. It's an honor to see you here!” Yueyang's knockout has fallen to the ground.

“It's the famous Transriver!” The old man is not listening correctly, so make it right. Although one of the three younger generations called his name wrong, it is also worth forgiving that a young offspring occasionally makes a small mistake, especially since he is an open-minded senior tall man, let alone compare with him.

“It's a beautiful day. Have you had breakfast before Manjiang? Why don't I buy it?” San Xiao very enthusiastically held the hands of his elders.

“It's not Manjiang, it's the famous Yanjiang!” Old generations are patient in correcting the mistakes of their descendants.

“The famous Manjiang senior, I heard that when I was three years old.” Three Majors said that the fame of his predecessors was truly sunny and thunderous.

“You, you better call me a fisherman!” Did the elderly find it difficult to correct the mistake of this younger generation? Is his prestige too shocking to make this younger generation excited? It was difficult to restrain himself for a moment, so he called his name wrong? In any case, it is forgivable for younger offspring to make minor mistakes. It is not important to call themselves names. Anyway, I am a low-key, hidden senior high-ranking person in the city. It is better suited to my current status as a hermit.

“How could my younger generation dare to call him Yasuo? Isn't that big or small?” Three Majors hurry and wave.

“Nothing, my predecessor has always been approachable.” The old man had a friendly smile on his face.

“It's a privilege to meet such an approachable predecessor!” Third Major grabbed the old man's hand again and shook it hard up and down. The enthusiasm and worship of the three less makes the seniors very satisfied.

“If anything happens in the future, just give me my name and I'll cover for you later.” The old man's face smiled a daisy flower.

“Seniors are so great!” Three Majors raised their thumbs directly.

“Little things, I've always liked to take care of my younger generations, who made me do nothing for myself!” The old man was so happy he wanted to laugh.

“What brings you here today?” Yueyang was strange. If this old man was a senior to the Tower of Heaven, why didn't he come to the Central Temple of Mount Light instead of the Tower of Heaven?

“Isn't there a saying that the safest is the most dangerous? When the Tower of Heaven was at war with Mount Light, no place in Heaven was safe. I decided to penetrate the enemy, confuse the enemy, disguise myself as a fisherman, and hide myself deeply! How's it going, kid? Isn't my disguise clever? Tens of thousands of years of lurking here, no one has found me, hahahahahaha, husband, this is the real lurking enemy queen!” The old man said frowning and salivating.

“Was that battle won or lost?” Yueyang couldn't help but wonder.

“Of course we won! If it hadn't been for the old ghosts, we would have trampled the tower!” In the old man's days, the Tower was still very impressive, completely different from what it is today.

“...” Yueyang really wants to shoot this old man to death, drag him to bury him, win you can just bomb Ming Mountain, lurk your sister!

“In the tens of thousands of years of camouflage fishermen, my husband's fishing skills have been greatly improved and he has been promoted to a good fisherman. This is really an unintentional result! Of course, genius people like me learn everything very quickly!” The old man wears his white beard, a pair of boys. You have to learn from me, Deser.

“…” Yueyang looked at the empty basket, which is a vastly improved fishing technique in tens of thousands of years?

“Don't envy your husband too much, some people don't envy talent!” The old man thought Yueyang was sad, so he hurried to comfort him, but it sounded like he was showing off.

“…” Yueyang buried the old man alive with all his heart.

After an extraordinarily hard conversation, Yueyang finally understood that this old guy, who is really a senior in Tianta, is not an enemy disguise, and is also an old ghost who has not known to live for tens of thousands of years. As for this old guy staying in the Kohinoor Mountains for tens of thousands of years instead of returning to the sky tower, it was a purely personal manifestation of him.

Don't do anything too strange.

Instead, if a dick suddenly does something right, then be careful, it could be a precursor to the end of the world!

Since he was a senior, Yueyang's tight heart secretly relieved him despite being a dick. It feels good to have a predecessor covered in it. If this predecessor is not a dick, it feels better to believe it!

After discussing the fishing technique, my predecessor and Yueyang discussed the camouflage lurk, and my predecessor was excited to discuss the fishing technique with Yueyang. If Yueyang is Hai Fatty, then the two must have had a good time. However, although Yueyang classmates often fall on the ground in festivities, they are still a normal person. After all, Yueyang classmates finally couldn't hold on, so say goodbye.

“Senpai, it's getting late. I have work to do. Let's have dinner sometime. I'll buy it!” The fact that the Third Major invited his predecessors to dinner never happened, without prejudice to his promise.

“Okay, we'll be in touch sometime!” Old seniors persist and rarely have a young man who can listen to his fishing skills. But just as Yueyang was about to slip away, he immediately responded, “Hey, wait, kid, what are you doing? ”

“Demolish the house!” Yueyang's tone was demolished and relocated.

“Me, too. Where's the house?” The old man also had a hidden gift for doing bad things, and as soon as he heard the house demolished, he signed up.

“That's it, Ming Shan, Senpai, don't you think there's a little more house here? The architecture here is not at all in keeping with the development and planning of a new rural area in a harmonious society, and I decided to flatten it all out and rebuild a new one. What, are you interested too?” Yueyang doesn't think the old man will help. If he wants to tear it down, it has been flattened for tens of thousands of years, he can't wait until he does it now.

“What doesn't the building fit here?” The old man didn't understand, but he finally knew Yueyang was going to flatten Ming Mountain's intentions.

“Senpai, go on fishing, big things can't delay your hobbies! Besides, it's a small matter. Leave it to me, young man.” Yueyang never counted on this old man. As long as he was not the enemy, he was content and content.

“To you? Boy, you almost got it! Kwangmin Mountain is not pushed to push. Except for my old man, it's not easy to push it. Your kid is a little sick, but he's far worse than his husband!” The old man bragged for himself as he spoke, and of course he had the money to brag about it. At the very least, I have never objected to anyone's Yueyang classmates, nor objected to them. If I wanted to replace another person, one of the three youngsters would have killed and dragged them to bury them long ago. Where else would I discuss fishing techniques and latent camouflage?

“How exactly can we leverage this mountain of light?” Yueyang classmates are like elementary school students who love to learn and ask questions.

“It's simple, having the same strength as an old man, that's about it.” The old man was very draggy.

“What if it doesn't?” Yueyang overheard white eyes.

Your sister!

You old bastard, you've lived tens of thousands of years. Who wants to compete with you? You're younger than Master Ben!

The old man raised his toes, stretched his arms, and patted Yueyang's shoulder with effort. A senior teacher spoke a long voice: “Don't be afraid, the old man looks at your boy, he can give you a little guidance. If you can understand two or three percent, you may be able to force yourself to back off. Though you have not made enough progress, you have more than..."

Yueyang wanted to take off his shoes and slap this stinking old guy straight into a paper man, but he tried his best to hold on.

If I didn't see you as a senior, no, if I didn't see you as a dickhead creature, I'd have split your five horses with my innate sword, old man, don't drag it too far, can't you just live tens of thousands more years? If you can, you can improve your intelligence a little!

“I'm sure my husband won't say anything if I want to be replaced. Your boy doesn't look so good, but his enlightenment is fine. Husband can barely make an exception! Let me show you something else for a while, and when you're practicing, I'll point you to some deep fishing skills!” The old man's words almost kept Yueyang down. He has been criticized a lot in his life, but no one has ever said that he doesn't look well. Please, what age of aesthetics were you?

“The Son of the Divine Supreme Realm has been confused and expects his predecessors to be a little confused.” Yueyang rarely gave a courtesy to the old man, and Yueyang's attitude was more correct when asking for help.

“It's too early to say sacred supremacy, you son of a bitch. That's something deeper than fishing skills. Kid, don't be too greedy, I can't swallow. My husband barely pointed out anything about your throne today!” The old man said that Yueyang was stunned.

The throne?

This is Shrimp Mittens?

I don't know much about the divine hierarchy, but I don't know much about it. Why have I never heard of the Divine Constellation? Even the wisdom inherited from my mother was not mentioned. What is this throne?

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