Therefore, the young man couldn't take it anymore, Xun couldn't help it, and directly kicked the two out of his formation.

Even after the formation was broken, everyone was disgusted by the smell.

"Why does it smell like manure!" Ji Shixuan covered his mouth and said angrily, "Are you serious fighting?! Are you farting inside?!"

Lan Wancheng covered his face with a helpless smile and said: "Haha, I invited a Huang Daxian to take me up. I didn't expect this Daxian to fart as soon as he came up, but it still works! Look at that guy!"

On the other hand, not far ahead, the young man lay down next to the ancient well and vomited until his bile came out.

"Boy, what the hell did you invite a fairy to be on your body, and even a fart-loving one!!!"

He stood up and turned his head to look at Lan Wancheng viciously and said angrily.

"Isn't this a fighting method?! Didn't you say it?! Please come to the fairy, isn't it a kind of fighting method?!" Lan Wancheng grinned and said with a smirk: "Just say, am I broken? Make your formation!"

"You...! You don't talk about martial arts!"

"We are in your formation, you can dial the four seasons at will, manipulate the time at will, you are talking about martial arts?! Smelly brother, you have to stand at attention when you come out to fight and beat. If you lose, you lose. What does this mean?! Then Still have to practice!"

"Practice your mother! I've abolished you!"

After finishing speaking, the young man rushed towards him.

But suddenly.

The old Taoist stood in the middle and stopped the young man: "Aqiu! That's enough, if you lose, you lose, don't mess around!"

"But, master! This guy is pissing me off. If it's a one-on-one fight, he's no match for this disciple!" He looked at the old man and said in a deep voice.

"Could it be that those who lose are not necessarily worse than you?! This fighting method is about flexibility and variability. Ants can swallow an elephant. Could it be said that ants are stronger than elephants?!"

The old Taoist looked at him and said angrily: "How did I teach you as a teacher! Be honest, go back and continue to meditate for me!"

"yes!"

The young man didn't dare to say any more, clasped his fists in his hands, bowed to everyone, and then retreated to his little Taoist temple.

To be honest, at this age, his skills are superior to those of Zhuge Xiu and Lan Wancheng, which shows how strong this person's talent is.

Born to be a monk!

"What's your apprentice's name?!" Gu Chen asked curiously.

The old Taoist smiled lightly and said, "Zhang Qiu!"

"It's amazing! It's a good seedling!"

To be honest, this person's strength really made Gu Chen a little fancy. If he can win this person into his camp, it will definitely be like a tiger with wings added.

Ji Shixuan also whispered beside him: "Young Master Gu wants to win over someone again!"

When I see a powerful person, I want to win them over to my side.

The old Taoist probably saw the meaning of Gu Chen's words, so he just waved his hands and said with a light smile: "That's natural, the old man has only accepted this one apprentice in his life, so naturally he can get by! Otherwise, I Who will inherit this Taoism!"

"That's right! We have cleared the customs now, so how do we get in?!" Gu Chen nodded slightly and said softly.

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