My Master is Lin Zhengying

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This is not bad.

"Okay! Let's put a salute first and take a rest.

Then go around.

My master was with Uncle Simu and Master Yixiu, but they didn't even come.

Let's see for a while, whether Uncle Ma Madi and Uncle Qianhe are in Tianshi Mansion..."

Everyone nodded, and then each found a wooden room.

The top is still covered with straw, and some are even banana leaves.

It is very leak-proof, temporary construction, the kind that can be used for a few days.

The house is very small, only a few square meters.

A bed can be put down, with a quilt and pillow, and that's it.

But it doesn't matter, at least it can shelter from the wind and rain.

Nan Chen put away his luggage.

Rested for about half an hour.

Then he locked the lock hanging on the door and went out to join the crowd.

It was time for dinner, and everyone walked to the main square along the original road.

Take a look around at the same time.

There are still many casual cultivators, men and women, in twos and threes.

Many topics of conversation are about hunting demons and exorcising ghosts.

And bragging, saying that I am so good.

What single-handedly challenged fox demons, slaying evil spirits, blasting hammer zombies, etc...

When they came to the square, there were already disciples from the Tianshi Mansion guiding them to eat.

Following the crowd, they came to the back mountain.

There are many tables and chairs here.

Divided into outdoor and indoor.

Inside the house, there are private rooms, single tables and the like.

The comrades who come here will decide whether you can enter the house to eat through the waist card.

Those who can enter the house are all disciples of various sects.

Those outside are naturally nameless casual cultivators.

To put it bluntly, I am a young man from the Taoist sect.

Although some casual cultivators complained about this kind of hierarchical dining, there was nothing wrong with it.

Whoever makes himself soft-spoken, if he has enough morals and strengths, he won't be able to sit outside and eat.

But Nan Chen and others don't care, it doesn't matter if they sit there and eat.

But at this moment, a group of Qingcheng faction disciples came over.

This group of Qingcheng disciples were all arrogant.

At first glance, he is not someone to be trifled with.

Qingcheng faction, a great Taoist sect, has a strong background.

Seeing the casual cultivators around, they retreated one after another.

Wen Cai turned his back to these people, stood in front of them, and didn't see them.

As a result, the leader came over and couldn't help but tweet.

"Get out of the way..."

Wen Cai didn't pay attention and almost fell down.

Fortunately, she was supported by Nan Chen.

"Second Senior Brother..."

Although Wencai is timid, he also has a temper.

Being pushed, with anger:

"Why push me?"

Wen Cai's tone was a little heavy, obviously with a hint of displeasure.

As a result, Wen Cai's words instantly attracted the attention of the disciples of the Qingcheng School.

The group of people stopped in unison.

They all looked at the literary talent who spoke.