Who is Zhang De on 263?
The sun and moon in the mountains passed by very quickly, and ten days passed in the blink of an eye.
Today is the day to go to Zhang De to pick up the magic weapon.
Ye Kong originally wanted to go early in the morning, but Cao Muqing came to the medicine garden again in the morning, looking at this and that, and stayed for a while before leaving.
So when Ye Kong went out, it was already noon.
The backyard of the Spiritual Girl Pavilion.
Zhang De, with a cold face, was in a daze looking at Moxiao's inner armor in front of him.
His fingers were rubbing back and forth on Moxiao's armor, feeling the delicate lines on it, as if he was reluctant to part with it.
Zhang De's two apprentices were standing aside.
One was the young monk who led Ye Kong in that day.
He was about fourteen or fifteen years old, with red lips and white teeth.
He was a handsome boy.
Although his cultivation level is only at the fourth level of Qi Refining, if someone knew his details, they would not underestimate him.
The other one was the sturdy man who opened the door that day.
He was at the fifth level of Qi refining and looked rather dull.
Seeing the Master's reluctance to part with him, the young monk who was fourteen or fifteen years old said: "Master, since you love this Mo Jiao inner armor so much, you might as well not give it to him."
Zhang De chuckled, shook his head and said, "You still have to give it."
The dull man said: "Of course I have to give it.
The black-faced monk is a good person.
As soon as Master asked, he agreed to give Master Mo Jiaopi.
How can we covet his things?"
Zhang De scoffed and scolded: "You just don't have a good brain, so you have been practicing for more than 20 years before you can reach the fifth level of Qi.
Look at the small building."
Zhang De pointed at the handsome little monk, his eyes filled with pride.
Shencai said: "He has only been practicing for a few years, and he will catch up with you soon."
The dull man was scolded by his master, scratched his head and said: "Junior brother is talented and intelligent, but I am not as honest and dull as I am.
Of course I can't compare to junior brother."
Zhang De sighed in frustration.
Ji Xiaolou, an enthusiastic reader, plays the role of watching his master praise him.
He couldn't help but feel a little proud, and said show off: "Senior brother, do you know why the master only wants such a small piece from him?"
Even Ye Kong was confused by such a profound question, let alone a dull and honest man.
He scratched his head and said, "Because Master only needs this small piece."
"You are absolutely wrong," Ji Xiaolou said, "That is actually just a way for Master to test that boy.
As long as the black-faced boy agrees, it means that he has many more, and he will not only have this small piece of Master."
What you need is not just such a small piece.”
"Oh, so that's it."
The dull man scratched his head again, and then he understood a little bit, but he didn't understand anymore and asked: "In that case, why doesn't Master ask him for more?"
Ji Xiaolou was made to laugh by his honest senior brother, "Senior brother, you are too honest.
That ink skin is a treasure of heaven and earth that only existed in ancient times.
If you ask for too much, can he give it to you?
Even if he is willing to give one, It’s a big chunk, why not get them all for him?”
Seeing the performance of his proud disciple, Mr.
Zhang De was delighted and said with a smile: "Xiaolou, you are really smart, haha, this is my good apprentice."
The dull man shook his head and said: "Junior brother means to kill people and seize treasures.
But people are kind enough to help us, but we want to kill people and seize treasures.
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This is really too much."
Before the dull man finished speaking, Zhang De roared angrily, "Ma Zhaolei, you are really stubborn and indifferent to the world of immortals.
There is no reason to say that either you will kill him or he will kill you.
If you are like you, you will be raped when you go out in the future."
Even if someone kills someone, he doesn’t even know how he died.”
Zhang De scolded Ma Zhaolei, an enthusiastic reader, until he was speechless.
Then he softened his tone and said sincerely: "Zhaolei, I know your surname is Hanshi, but you have to know that as a monk, your only and ultimate goal is Only by improving your own strength can you survive in this world.
Let alone unrelated good-hearted people, there is nothing you can't abandon, even your own parents and brothers. " Zhang De's expression darkened when he said this, and he stopped talking.
His eyes flickered for a while, and then he waved his hand and said: "Zhaolei, go and prepare first.
Today's task of intercepting and killing the black-faced monk will be left to you. " Ma Zhaolei, a dull man, responded and went out to prepare.
As soon as the senior brother left, Ji Xiaolou quickly came up and whispered: "Master, my senior brother has a generous surname and has a good impression of the young monk.
Will he?"
Zhang De shook his head and said: "No, although Zhaolei is honest, he never refuses my orders.
He has been following me since he was six years old.
I know him very well.
Even if you betray me as your master, he will not betray you."
"After Zhang De finished speaking, he couldn't help but sigh, "Zhaolei is a good boy, he just embarked on the path of cultivating immortals."
Hearing what Zhang De said, Ji Xiaolou was a little unhappy and snorted, "Master, what are you talking about?
Although Master taught me that I can betray anyone in order to improve myself, Master treats me better than my biological parents.
If Xiaolou betrays Master, he will be no different from an animal."
Zhang De laughed and said, "You are also a good boy."
Ji Xiaolou felt better now and asked again, "Master, what is the use of this ink skin?"
Zhang De said with a smile, "You don't know that.
The biggest asset that those of us who are refining our bodies and entering Taoism originally rely on is this body of copper skin and iron bones, and this ink skin is also a tough and tough thing.
If it is our body Strong, again With the addition of a suit of ink armor, it becomes harder and harder.
If I get the ink skin and build a super armor, even that old bastard Cao Guang is no match for me.
I am the one who wiped out the entire Zhang family.
You can apply for it” "It turns out that the ink skin has such an effect.
I don't know how many black-faced monks there are."
Ji Xiaolou thought to himself, if there are many, can I also get one?
Of course Zhang De understood his disciple's thoughts and said with a smile, "Don't worry, how could I not have thought of you, and one of the main reasons why I made up my mind to rob and kill this black-faced young monk is that I also want to give both you and Zhaolei Each one has to do his own thing, otherwise I can just take advantage of that kid, so why bother killing him?"
Ji Xiaolou was overjoyed when he heard that he also had a share.
He clasped his fists and knelt down, "Thank you, Master."
"Get up."
Zhang De also laughed heartily, and then his eyes fell on the Moji inner armor again, and said disdainfully, "I don't know who refined this thing.
It looks like a top-grade defensive magic weapon, but In fact, the real defensive ability of Moshapi was not used, otherwise how could it be scratched by the claws of a spiritual beast?"
Ji Xiaolou smiled and said, "It must have been refined by the elders of that boy's master.
How can those people's weapon refining skills be compared to the master?
Even the masters of the weapon refining sect may not be better than the master."
Although Ji Xiaolou was a bit flattering, Zhang De was still very happy.
He smiled and said, "Xiaolou, when you get the Moxiao skin later and refine a set for the teacher, you will understand that this Moxiao inner How bad is A?"
The two of them were talking happily when they heard Ye Kong's voice outside, "Master Zhang De is here.
He's coming down to pick up the goods
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