Under one person: Get the Beiming magic skill at the beginning

"I think you two little fellows not only want to thank me, but also want to meet him with your own eyes, right?"

Lu Jin saw through their thoughts at a glance.

"Hehe, isn't this curious? A high school student can actually defeat Quanxing Yuantao and his apprentice. It's a pity not to meet such a talented boy."

Lu Linglong scratched her head and smiled embarrassedly.

Lu Lin coughed slightly, he also had the same idea.

"Hmph, that's fine, go if you want, can I stop you?"

Lu Jin frowned slightly, looked at his beloved great-grandson and great-granddaughter, and said seriously: "Thank you for me, and tell him that as long as it doesn't violate morality, I can do anything for him!"

"Also, tell all your friends that the student doll has won my friendship with Lu Jin, and anyone who dares to make things difficult for him will have trouble with me, Lu Jin!"

"what?"

Hearing what my grandfather said, Lu Linglong and Lu Lin were both stunned.

What does it mean?

Lu Jin sneered, leaned back on the chair back and said: "A young doll in his teens defeated a 50-year-old full-sex refiner with complicated methods. Those old guys must be very curious about the mystery of this, just like back then."

"But it's different now, the old man just wants to tell those old guys, this young man, I'm covered!"

"Of course, that young man may have power behind him and doesn't need the help of an old man like me, but my Lu family's attitude has to be shown!"

heard.

Lu Linglong and Lu Lin looked serious, and Lu Linglong said seriously: "Don't worry, Grandpa, I will let everyone know about this!"

Lu Lin also nodded, her voice was not loud but firm: "Please rest assured, Grandpa."

"Well, that's fine, go play on your own, the old man wants to like all these posts!"

Lu Jin waved his hands impatiently, then lowered his head and fiddled with the phone, laughing from time to time.

Lu Linglong and Lu Lin left the hall and went outside the courtyard.

"Cousin, we suddenly came to the door to thank someone, do you want to bring some thank you?"

Lu Linglong discussed with Lu Lin.

Although Lu Jin said to let the two of them thank him on his behalf.

But both also expressed their gratitude.

Because, they really haven't seen the old man so happy for a long time.

Lu Lin touched her chin, groaned for a moment, then nodded: "Yes."

"Okay, then let's prepare our own gifts and see who he likes."

Lu Linglong said with a smile, turned and left.

Seeing this, Lu Lin smiled confidently: "Men know men best."

After speaking, he also left to prepare.

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Chapter 38 Younger Generation No.1?

Dragon Tiger Mountain, Tianshi Mansion.

With a history of thousands of years, the ancestral home of the Zhengyi sect of Taoism governs the entire Zhengyi.

The practice of disciples is naturally extremely strict.

Not to mention the direct disciple of the Heavenly Master.

No, the youngest apprentice of the old master, Zhang Lingyu, who is known as the real Lingyu by the outside world, got up early in the morning and started to perform gong.

After practicing twice.

Zhang Lingyu exhaled the turbid air slowly, wiped the sweat off his forehead, and looked at the rising sun in the east with clear and bright eyes.

Sudden.

Footsteps sounded from behind him, and a calm, laughing voice came: "Lingyu, you got up so early to practice."

Hearing this, Zhang Lingyu's expression changed, she quickly turned around and saluted, "Good morning, master."

Zhang Zhiwei stroked his snow-white beard, not at all like the crystal eyes of a centenarian, looked at Zhang Lingyu, and suddenly said: "Lingyu, master, I heard someone say last night that a young man under eighteen defeated Yuan Tao and His apprentice, what do you think of this matter?"

"what?"

Zhang Lingyu was taken aback for a moment, and said in surprise, "You defeated Yuan Tao and his disciples from the Quanxing sect?"

"Yes, have you heard?"

"I haven't heard about it, but if the news is true, I admire him." Zhang Lingyu said seriously.

Zhang Zhiwei looked at his youngest disciple with a strange expression: "Aside from admiration, do you have any other thoughts?"

Zhang Lingyu was a little puzzled, but said truthfully: "There is no master."

"Well, you don't have any curiosity, or the idea of ​​wanting to make gestures with the other party?"

Zhang Zhiwei asked again.

Hearing this, Zhang Lingyu was slightly silent.

Just when Zhang Zhiwei looked at his beloved disciple expectantly, Zhang Lingyu suddenly shook his head and said: "Although this disciple has achieved a little in cultivation, he also has self-knowledge. If he faces a senior with a complete personality, he may be able to remain undefeated. But it’s going to be hard to win.”

"Since that person can defeat Senior Yuantao and his apprentice, he may be stronger than me, but this matter has nothing to do with the disciple, so I'm not curious."

"Of course, if Master wants Lingyu to compete, Lingyu will give it a try."

Zhang Lingyu answered seriously.

Seeing that Zhang Lingyu's expression was not fake at all, Zhang Zhiwei couldn't help sighing.

He looked at the youngest disciple in front of him with his hands behind his back, and said softly:

"Lingyu, you have a good temper, you are too serious, you don't fight or grab, the sunshine is the same as that, it's really..."

"Uh, master..."

Zhang Lingyu panicked, did she do something wrong?

Before he could speak, several people in dark blue Taoist robes came over.

"Master, Lingyu!"

"Master, good morning Uncle Lingyu!"

The leading disciple bowed his hands in salute, and the other disciples behind him shouted at the same time.

"Come to Mount Rong."

"Then let's practice, and go to have breakfast for the teacher."

Zhang Zhiwei waved his hand and left.

"Respectfully send off Master (Master)!"

All the disciples, including Zhang Lingyu, saluted.

After Zhang Zhiwei walked away, Rong Shan straightened up, came to Zhang Lingyu and said, "Old Ten, do you know the news?"

Zhang Lingyu blinked, and asked tentatively, "Is that about Yuan Tao?"

"Correct!"

Rong Shan put his arms around Zhang Lingyu's shoulders, with a very upset expression: "Do you know what people in the circle are saying now?"

"Say that student is the No.1 of the younger generation in the circle! He's even better than the real Lingyu of Tianshi Mansion!"

Zhang Lingyu said with a dry smile: "Well, Senior Brother Ninth, I think what they said is right."

"That's right." Rong Shan glared, and said with his mouth tilted: "There is no comparison, why do you think he is better than you, are you right?"

He shouted to the disciples behind him.

The group of disciples nodded repeatedly.

"That's right! Master Lingyu is the strongest!"

"Master Lingyu, you are the pride of our Tianshi Mansion, you must not admit defeat!"

"Support Uncle Lingyu!"

"Daoist Lingyu will definitely have no problem defeating Yuan Tao from the Quanxing faction!"

Zhang Lingyu was dumbfounded, he didn't expect that it was just a gossip in the circle that made his brothers care so much.

"Old Ten, let's tell them the facts, even if a high school student defeats Yuan Tao, he can't be your opponent!"

Rong Shan clenched his fist and said fiercely.

Zhang Lingyu smiled wryly: "But senior brother, we don't practice for the purpose of...uh, I understand senior brother, then let's continue practicing."

Seeing Rong Shan's stare, Zhang Lingyu had no choice but to change the subject.

After finally comforting the brothers, Zhang Lingyu hurriedly escaped to have breakfast.

But as he was walking on the road, a trace of curiosity finally arose in his heart.

Since it was mentioned by the master and the brothers.

He also wanted to know whether he was stronger than the young man who went to school.

......

the other side.

A wooden boat floated on a vast lake.

On the boat, Wang Ai and Lu Ci were sitting on low stools, fishing with fishing rods in their hands.

Wang Ai grabbed the fishing rod and said with a chuckle, "Unexpectedly, Yuan Tao, a complete craftsman, would be planted in the hands of a little baby."

Lu Ci, who was wearing a brown coat, sneered, and his one-eyed eyes showed disdain: "Yuan Tao? He's just a mediocre craftsman."

"Hey, you can't say that, Yuan Tao still has some skills."