In the Great Immortal Hall of Mount Longhu, Zhang Jingqing sat cross-legged in the hall, muttering to himself, "Three years! I've been waiting for three whole years. I also gave this cunning little beast some pointers when I came back this time, but why won't he come to his senses? I'm so angry, so angry. Well, forget it. I'll use a heavy hammer to beat the drum. I'm afraid he won't come to his senses on his own!"
Zhang Jingqing stood up and went out. A middle-aged disciple stationed at the door said hurriedly:
"Hello, Master!"
Zhang Jingqing noticed that the disciple was smiling:
"Why are you grinning like an idiot by yourself?"
The middle-aged disciple said, "Master, although we cultivators shouldn't care about these things, I still want to say that Zhiwei's single-handedly challenging half of the elite young men in the alien world at the Lu family compound has really made a name for our Tianshi Mansion!"
"Famous? What's going on?" Zhang Jingqing was a little surprised. "It's only been a short time, and the news from the martial arts world has already reached us?"
The middle-aged disciple laughed and said, "Hey, there's no need to spread this kind of thing outside. Can you expect Zhiwei to keep it secret? He's a big mouth to begin with, and he's accompanied by another big mouth, Tian Jinzhong. With these two big mouths combined, I guess even the vegetable vendors down the mountain know about Zhiwei's heroic deeds a few days ago, hahahaha..."
Zhang Jingqing: “…………”
Zhang Jingqing glared. "Even the vegetable vendors down the mountain know about this? When I came back, I warned that bastard Zhang Zhiwei to keep a low profile and not spread the news everywhere. He promised not to leak a single word. Now, I'm a cultivator, and you tell me even the vegetable vendors down the mountain know about this?"
The middle-aged disciple laughed and said, "Hey, Master, how could you fall for this? Anyone with a discerning eye can tell right away that Zhiwei promised not to reveal a single word, but how can you leak even a single word? If you have to leak, leak it word by word!"
A "井" character appeared on Zhang Jingqing's forehead. "What you mean by this is that I'm not a discerning person?"
"No way, Master is extremely wise. It's all because Zhang Zhiwei is too cunning!" The middle-aged disciple hurriedly apologized with a smile.
Zhang Jingqing said angrily, "You're just talking nonsense. You're old, but you're still so naive. You're like a little rascal. Did Zhang Zhiwei learn this from you?"
"Oh, Master, no way, please don't accuse me. I learned this from Zhiwei. As for being cunning, I am cunning, right? Hahaha..." The middle-aged disciple touched his head and laughed dryly.
Zhang Jingqing: “…………”
"Big or small, they're all the same. One, two, none of them are worry-free."
After saying this, he flicked his sleeves and left the Great Immortal Hall.
When passing by the Daozang Hall, the tall and thin old Taoist priest at the door saw Zhang Jingqing's unhappy face, muttering something like "unbelievable" and "deceiving the teacher", and waved to greet him:
"Brother, who has offended you again? How can you be so rude? How can you be so disrespectful to your teacher and ancestors?!"
Zhang Jingqing turned his head and looked at the tall and thin old Taoist priest: "Zhang Yi, are you deaf? When I said 'disrespecting the teacher', did I say 'destroying the ancestors'?"
The tall and thin old Taoist priest laughed and said, "Hey, old man, you're really angry. Didn't you bring Zhiwei down the mountain to attend Mr. Lu's birthday banquet a few days ago? Not only did you have a good time and eat, but Zhiwei also fought alone against the crowd and defeated the entire young generation in the audience, which really brought fame to our Tianshi Mansion. Why don't you smile until your mouth drops, but instead look gloomy every day? What's that?"
He suggested, "How about you give Zhiwei to me? I can help you share some of your worries so you don't have to worry about it all day long."
Zhang Jingqing glanced at him sideways: "Guard your Daozang Hall well. What nonsense do you keep spouting? You're so dishonest! The atmosphere of Longhu Mountain is ruined by you!"
Zhang Yi retorted, "Why are you slandering me? Zhiwei and Jinzhong, those two guys, were clearly your own disciples. Why are you blaming me?"
"I have something else to do and I don't want to waste my time talking to you!" Zhang Jingqing turned away.
Zhang Yi shouted from behind, "Hey, wait a minute, I haven't finished what I want to say. How did you teach Zhiwei to hone his mind this time when we went down the mountain? Hey? Don't run so fast. What are you running so fast for? Ha, this old guy..."
at the same time.
The dining hall was crowded with young Taoist priests.
"Brother Zhiwei, you came back and met Jinzhong and Huaiyi, and then you went into seclusion. It's not good to treat them differently!" A young Taoist priest laughed.
Zhang Zhiwei stuffed his mouth with food: "It's urgent, it's urgent!"
"Brother, I heard that you were so powerful this time that you swept the younger generation. I, your junior brother, will eat two extra bowls of rice at every meal to celebrate!"
"Really? Then do you want to have two more bowls of rice to celebrate?" Zhang Zhiwei said with a smile.
"Hahaha, well, that's...it's not that I can't..." A little fat man in a Taoist robe scratched his head and laughed.
A white-haired Taoist priest nearby patted the fat boy on the shoulder and said, "What? Fatty, you really want to eat! Have you forgotten why we're here? Don't be shy, hurry up and serve!"
"Oh, that's true. Hahaha, Senior Brother has won great glory this time. Come on, Junior Brother, I went out for a stroll yesterday and hunted down a few wild rabbits. They were roasted and smelled delicious. We brothers ate some, and I specially saved one for you, Senior Brother Zhiwei!"
As the fat Taoist priest spoke, he took out an oil-paper package from his Taoist robe and opened it carefully. Inside was a roasted hare.
"Hey, Xiao Mingzi, you're so thoughtful. I won't be polite to you!"
Zhang Zhiwei took the roasted rabbit, pulled off a rabbit leg and stuffed it into his mouth. He then divided the roasted rabbit among the others and said as he ate, "Everyone, please share some. It's embarrassing to watch me eat alone!"
"We've already eaten, so we won't. Junior Brother Zhiwei, I heard from Jinzhong a while ago that you single-handedly challenged the entire crowd at the Lu Family Compound competition, and even beat the disciple of the famous Sanyi Sect's Daying Immortal until he cried. Tell us how he cried, exactly? I've never seen anyone get beaten to tears during a competition!"
A middle-aged Taoist priest with patches all over his body and a somewhat sloppy appearance laughed.
"Yeah, yeah, I've never seen anyone cry after being beaten in a sparring match. Young masters from prestigious families are usually more delicate and can't stand setbacks!"
"I think so too. They all live in luxury, their families treat them with indulgence and pampering, but when they meet a tough opponent, they become useless!"
Everyone talked at once.
Zhang Zhiwei laughed and said, "That's enough! Putting aside the competition, Longhu Mountain has a good relationship with the Sanyi Sect. Isn't this going to cause trouble? If Master hears about this, you guys will be in big trouble!"
The fellow disciples laughed and said, "We have a good relationship, yet you beat him up and made him cry. If Master wanted to cause trouble, he should have come to you first!"
Zhang Zhiwei laughed and said, "Oh, Master has already troubled me, if he wants to trouble me again, he should go to you!"
At this time, the little fanboy Tian Jinzhong jumped out and said:
"It's not a big deal at all. This is a good thing. Senior Brother Zhiwei has shown his face to Longhu Mountain this time. One roasted rabbit is not enough. I suggest we save up some tea leaves and give him a good reward. What do you think?"
The brothers laughed and said:
"OK!"
“That’s a good idea!”
"No problem!"
"By the way, Huaiyi, whoever sees it gets a share, so you have to get a share too!"
"That's right, Huaiyi, don't just sit there in silence all day long. Why don't you invite Zhiwei for tea and let him give you some advice!"
The other brothers started to make noises. Lin Huaiyi, who was huddled aside and seemed a little out of place, turned around, smiled awkwardly, and said:
"I...I...haha, okay...okay, but forget about the guidance. I'm not cut out for it. I'll just watch my brothers practice!"
Zhang Zhiwei saw that Lin Huaiyi looked like a socially anxious person with an embarrassed face, so he spoke out to help:
"Forget it, forget it, everyone, stop teasing Huaiyi. Besides, you guys are practicing hard in the mountains all day, where do you get the money? This time I came down the mountain, doing justice and punishing evil and promoting good, and I earned some money. How about this, you don't have to treat me, just go ahead and treat everyone to tea, good tea!"
"Hey, there's some delicious tea."
At this moment, a voice sounded from behind: "How about, count me in as well!"
"Of course, everyone who comes gets a share!"
Zhang Zhiwei didn't think much about it and agreed immediately. His senior brother's style became more prominent, but soon he felt something was wrong. That voice just now seemed familiar.
Looking at the fellow students around him, their faces were all stiff, no longer as playful as before, as if they had been caught by the teacher for being absent in class.
Zhang Zhiwei quickly turned around and said with an apologetic smile, "Master, why are you here? As your disciple, I'm naturally the first to offer you some good tea. I'll definitely send it to your room when the time comes!"
"If you don't make me angry, that's the best way to show your filial piety. Didn't I tell you before that the Lu Family Compound competition shouldn't be spread outside? Now even the vegetable vendors down the mountain know about it. Humph, Zhang Zhiwei, I'll deal with you later!"
Zhang Jingqing snorted coldly, without saying anything more, turned to look at Lin Huaiyi: "Huaiyi, come with me!"
Lin Huaiyi was stunned and didn't understand why his master was looking for him.
He has always been an unknown person in Longhu Mountain. He is not ostentatious and is not naughty. He works diligently and practices very hard, but he has not made much progress. After practicing for a few years, he can only barely get started.
Anyway, everything is mediocre, just like the students in later classes who are very obedient in everything except studying.
Teachers often only call on this kind of students once or twice in a semester, and teachers don't have much impression of them at all.
However, although Lin Huaiyi pretended to be such a student, Zhang Jingqing was not the kind of teacher who was indifferent to his students.
He cared about every one of his disciples in the mountains, observing each of them secretly and teaching them according to their aptitude.
Lin Huaiyi thought he was hiding very well, but in fact, Zhang Jingqing had already seen through him.
Lin Huaiyi nervously followed Zhang Jingqing out of the dining hall.
Inside the hall, fellow disciples all looked at this scene with strange expressions.
"Master actually summoned Huaiyi alone. Could it be that Huaiyi has done something wrong?" Tian Jinzhong said with some concern.
Based on his many years of experience hanging out with his senior brother, being called in for a talk by the master was definitely not a good thing.
"Maybe the master saw that Huaiyi was talented and wanted to take him in as his disciple!" Zhang Zhiwei told the truth in a joking way.
Some fellow apprentices didn't believe it: "Hahahaha, senior brother, you just love to joke around. Huaiyi hasn't even mastered the Golden Light Mantra, how could Master accept him as an inner disciple? Maybe he's done something wrong, and Master is punishing him!"
"How do you know he hasn't practiced the Golden Light Mantra well?" Zhang Zhiwei asked.
The younger brother said, "Needless to say, Senior Brother, haven't you noticed? Huaiyi has never used the Golden Light Mantra in front of us, nor has he practiced with us. Isn't this because he feels guilty about not practicing well?"
Zhang Zhiwei nodded: "Now that you put it that way, it seems so!"
If he didn't know some of the plot, he would never have imagined that this guy who looked very honest and simple, like a big-eared Tutu, would later cause such a big storm.
At this time, Tian Jinzhong's eyes rolled, he stood on tiptoe, patted Zhang Zhiwei's shoulder, and imitated the tone of his master Zhang Jingqing, saying in a very conscientious manner:
"So, Zhiwei, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but as a senior brother, you should still care about your junior brothers. For someone like Huaiyi, you should give him some guidance so that he can avoid taking detours!"
