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Chapter 104 Wuliang and Fang Miao

Wuliang didn't have the title of Daojun in the first place. At that time, he was still a person who didn't like to talk very much. Although he was not very old, he had a sullen face all day long and was full of arrogance. Apart from being able to smile at his senior brother, Like an old pedant, he was able to talk to elders and elders a few years ago. He must be diligent and studious, and he respects teachers and teachers. After the elders were all questioned, their faces were so painful that they were beaten, and gradually the elders didn't like him too much, so no one must be ashamed.

"Junior Brother~ What are you doing with a sullen face every day?" Fang Miao felt a little headache. He didn't know who he followed as a little junior brother. He was a cute bun when he was young, but now he owes it to others every day. His eight lifetimes are average.

"Don't make a fuss." Wuliang pulled away his brother's hand touching his head with some displeasure. The two of them went down the mountain together to practice, but not to listen to his nagging. Wuliang also felt that Fang Miao was young , but like an old lady every day, managing east and west, no wonder the master wants to pass on the position of the troublesome pavilion master to him.

"If you continue like this, no one will want to play with you anymore." Among the people of the same age, except for him, they will basically avoid Wu Liang, and Wu Liang himself has a high status in the pavilion, and the juniors are even more afraid to get close.

"I don't have enough time to practice swords, so how can I still have kung fu?" Wu Liang looked at his brother with some puzzlement, not quite understanding what his brother was thinking, if it wasn't for the master insisting on letting him out to practice, he wouldn't have this leisure It's time to go down the mountain. With this skill, he can understand two more books of exercises.

This is also the reason why the elders avoid him. Wuliang's comprehension is too good, and he can see what others have practiced for half a lifetime, so he quickly empties the elders.

"You." Fang Miao is helpless. He himself started much earlier than Wuliang. It can be said that he watched Wuliang grow up, so he always feels like a father to Wuliang. Coupled with his own personality, he He prefers that Wuliang can be like an ordinary child, even if he is the most talented person in their generation, but he also hopes that he can be happy, instead of just practicing swords and kung fu every day, like a weapon , Live without a little popularity.

"Senior brother, you are so talkative. After you become the pavilion master, you can't bother me to death every day?" Your Excellency Yuntu's appointment as the pavilion master has already been decided. After they return to the pavilion after completing their experience, the master will first hand over part of the work. At that time, Fang Miao was not as free as he is now.

"... Wuliang, do you blame senior brother?" Fang Miao asked suddenly.

"What's the blame?" Wu Liang felt that the senior brother today was a little strange, as if he always wanted to talk about something but couldn't say anything.

"Blame me for being the next pavilion master?" The people in the pavilion who talked about this matter must be Wuliang who has the most potential if he has a single round ability. Although Wuliang is not very talkative, he is always taciturn and a little arrogant, but But he is very prestigious, has his own principles, and has the means to do things. Some elders in the pavilion are very optimistic about him, and there are a lot of followers. Those people do not accept him. They hope that Wuliang can take over the big responsibility.

"I don't quite understand, why should I blame?" To him, the pavilion master is not a sweet potato, and he doesn't like it.

"Do you want to be the pavilion master?" Fang Miao looked into his eyes, which looked dark.

"I'm not crazy. If you have time to practice swords, how can you have time to take care of those trivial matters?" Wu Liang looked directly at him, his eyes full of determination.

"Heh." The two looked at each other for a while, Fang Miao suddenly smiled, it was because of his own demonic barrier, how could Wuliang care about these things.

"Then, do you want to be an elder or an elder?" Fang Miao turned back into that nagging elder brother again.

"No, I'm so annoying." The elder Ge and the elders are also of no benefit.

"Then you can't want to be a Taoist monarch, can you?" There is a special name in Yuntu Pavilion, that is, Taoist Lord. His position is above the pavilion master, and he does not participate in anything in the pavilion, but he can decide Anything, even if it is the next pavilion master, can only be controlled by all the elders together.

"I'm not mentally ill." Daojun is not easy to be named, he is a person who has made great contributions to Yuntu Pavilion, and is the number one responsible for the military force in the pavilion. The latter may be fine, but he can have the former. What contribution?To save the common people or to save Yuntu Pavilion's millennium foundation?It's ridiculous to think about it.

"What if?" Fang Miao kept nagging, even though he could see that Wuliang was a little annoyed.

"I don't even want to, just in case." The days are peaceful now, but I don't want any troubles.

"Okay." Fang Miao wanted to rub Wuliang's head again, but Wuliang avoided him. The two continued walking while talking and laughing. It was originally a joke, but they didn't expect that Wuliang would really get this title one day , became the Infinite Daoist Monarch.

"By the way, what do you think children like?"

"what?"

"Son, didn't I take in an apprentice, who is only three years old this year. My family's son is called Fang Yu." Unlike Wuliang, Fang Miao has his own family, and every year the family sends some outstanding children to him. The apprenticeship in the pavilion is probably the reason why Fang Miao was selected as the next pavilion master. One of the disciples sent this year was specially for him as an apprentice.

"I don't know what children like, I never have fun." He is not a child.

Fang Miao: "..."

Well, he took it for granted, even though Wuliang is not very old, but he did not have a normal childhood.

"Why don't you give him the sword?" Seeing his senior brother staring at him, Wu Liang was a little embarrassed. After searching in his mind, he found that there was no such thing as fun in his mind. He grew up in a pavilion since he was a child. For fun, the first thing he learned was a set of swordsmanship. He didn't seem to like anything. The masters, uncles and brothers gave him either sword skills or various spiritual herbs and crystals. Although he liked it, he felt that these Not suitable for a normal child.

"..." He kept asking, if Wu Liang had normal hobbies and normal childhood, he wouldn't have grown up like he is now.

"What's that expression on your face?! Then what do you like?!" Wuliang was a little annoyed, no matter how he looked at it, the senior brother seemed to be sympathizing with himself.

"...books." Fang Miao only likes books, but Fang Yu's doll still doesn't know a few words.

Neither of them seemed qualified to laugh at the other.

"Why don't we go to the bazaar?" There are always some children's playthings in the bazaar of the people at the foot of the mountain. At worst, they just buy them from the beginning to the end and give them away together.

"Ok."

The two walked towards the market slowly, without using any spells, but walked over like ordinary people. In the end, because they didn't know what to buy, Fang Miao sold two copies of each from the beginning, and gave one to Fang. Yu gave one share to Wuliang, but Wuliang put away everything with a look of disgust.