I'm Pretending To Be The Xiandaomen Sect Head Teacher

Chapter 217

After Zhao Shiming went out, he did not return to the imperial study room, but went to Zhao Hong’s room.

“Boom boom boom!”

Zhao Hong, who was packing his things, heard the knock on the door and shouted impatiently: “Who!”

Isn’t it coming again? Did you let people rest?

“It’s me!” Zhao Shiming said solemnly.

Zhao Hong heard the voice and hurriedly went to open the door and shouted: “Father!”

Zhao Shiming lightly nodded his head and glanced around. The seats and benches were all broken.

“It’s annoying you.”

“It’s okay, I also watched a good show,” Zhao Hong said lightly.

Anyway, it’s not own, and it doesn’t hurt if it breaks.

“Talk in the room!” Zhao Shiming said, walking into the room.

Zhao Hong walked in behind, and the two sat on the bed.

“Father, Zhao Me late at night, when did you do it?” Zhao Hong asked puzzledly.

Zhao Shiming looked up at Zhao Hong, reached out his hand to touch Zhao Hong’s face, and slowly said, “You and my father and son have not been seen for a long time. For my husband, I want to talk to you for a night.”

“Yes!” Zhao Hong said with cupped hands.

Zhao Shiming paused, and said, “How can Hong’er stay at Xiandaomen?”

“Okay!” Zhao Hong nodded, and said everything about himself in Xiandaomen.

However, I didn’t mention the practice room, let alone say that I cut your head!

“What? The head of the immortal door actually asked you to guard the spirit beast garden? Unreasonable, you are the prince, and you actually guard the spirit beast garden!”

“Father, listen to me to explain! The spirit beast park is full of ancient beasts, and it is a world in itself. The Spirit Power is huge, so many people who guard the spirit beast park can’t ask for it, it is equivalent to managing a world!”

“It turned out to be like this, then I have to give some gifts tomorrow, thank you the head of the immortal door!”

…

Overnight, the father and son sat on the bed and talked freely, talking about everything.

Because Zhao Hong cut off his father’s head with a sword, he broke the fear of his father, so when he talked, there was no fear, what he thought of and what to say.

The next morning!

Zhao Shiming and his son walked out of the room by appointment. Zhao Shiming was interrupted by Zhao Hong who was going to have breakfast.

“Father, let’s have breakfast after three strokes in the day.” Zhao Hong said.

“Why?”

“Master usually comes back after three strokes a day.” Zhao Hong explained.

“All right.”

After Zhao Shiming finished speaking, he turned and left and went to the morning court.

Zhao Wu and Zhao Guang stayed up all night, but the second Japanese who wanted to come to the Hall of Immortals were stopped by the guards.

“Bold, we are the prince, do you dare to stop us?” Zhao Wu shouted.

“Your Majesty has an order, no one may disturb the immortal’s rest!” one of the guards said coldly.

Zhao Wuxin was dissatisfied, but he didn’t dare to force it. Now he has lost enough of the Losing face. If he still doesn’t know what is good or bad, then he has no brains.

Zhao Guang embraced his arms and looked at Zhao Wu with a sneer.

Zhao Wu glanced at Zhao Guang, “Can you go in?”

“I can’t get in!”

“Can’t you get in, are you sneering here?”

“It’s not impossible!” Zhao Guang said with a smile.

Zhao Guang looked inside, then turned and left.

After three shots on the day.

After Zhao Shiming came back from the morning, he immediately prepared breakfast.

Jiang Beichen stretched his waist and walked out, smelling the delicious food as soon as he left the room.

The two maids who served him came out yesterday, one carrying water and the other silk.

“Senior please!”

Jiang Beichen washed his face, wiped off the water, and took the lead.

Emperor Zhou let the two of them serve him, which is actually a way of expressing his attitude.

The other disciples had already been seated, so Jiang Beichen left.

After Jiang Beichen was seated, breakfast did not begin.

Emperor Tang understands Jiang Beichen and specially arranged the group of dancers from yesterday.

Jiang Beichen was enjoying the food while watching the people dancing below.

Zhao Guang and Zhao Wu did not come in and were stopped outside. This time no one disturbed Jiang Beichen to watch the dancing girl.

“Head, Hong’er doesn’t have many friends when he goes out. He has a weak personality, so he will rely on you to cultivate him in the future!” Zhao Shiming said with cupped hands.

Jiang Beichen has a skeptical look and a weak character? Emperor Tang, are you serious?

Don’t you know that your son cut your head with a sword in the practice room without regret.

This is called weakness?

Do you have a misunderstanding of weakness?

Jiang Beichen retracted his gaze and glanced at Zhao Hong who was sitting below, who was drinking with a glass of wine. The dragons beside him were all drunk.

“Emperor Tang, is this also called weakness?” Jiang Beichen asked, pointing at Zhao Hong below.

Zhao Shiming glanced at Zhao Hong and smiled awkwardly: “I was weak before, but now I have become a lot stronger after following the leader.”

Jiang Beichen smiled and said nothing.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors, Jiang Beichen put down his glass and stood up.

“Thank you Emperor Tang for his hospitality, we should go.” Jiang Beichen finished speaking, and walked down from the main seat.

Chen Heitan and the others put down their food and walked out.

Master has eaten well, even if he hasn’t eaten enough, he can’t eat it anymore.

“The headmaster stays for a few more days, let me do my best as a landlord!” Zhao Shiming said, staying.

Jiang Beichen waved his hand and said with a faint smile: “No need, my cultivator, I don’t love the world, let alone the appetite. If you stay for a long time, it will mess up the apprentices and their hearts!”

“Hey, it’s a pity, I originally arranged a fairy dance, but now it looks like a pity.” Zhao Shiming said with regret.

Fairy dance? !

I can! ! !

Jiang Beichen regretted suddenly and wanted to stay.

Celestial fairy dance, a group of dancers wearing single white gauze, dancing lightly in the fairy mist, looming and moving.

Every goddess has undergone rigorous selection and has an alluring appearance.

“Master, let’s go!” Chen Heitan shouted.

“I……”

“Master, shall we go back or fly back?” Wang Luoli asked.

Jiang Beichen glanced at the other apprentices, and they all wanted to leave.

Forget it, forget it.

The palace is too dark, so I’d better go back and go to bed early.

“Farewell!” Jiang Beichen cupped hands said, turned and walked out.

“General Tie, prepare the spirit boat, and send the head of the Immortal Dao Sect and all the apprentices back!” Zhao Shiming hurriedly ordered.

“promise!”

Tie Hanlei responded and turned around to prepare.

Jiang Beichen nodded towards Zhao Shiming, quite satisfied.

Sure enough, something will happen!

He was still thinking about how to go back quickly, but Zhao Shiming directly asked people to prepare the spirit boat.

When Jiang Beichen walked out of Yingxian Hall, Zhao Wu and Zhao Guang stood on both sides, giving gifts with cupped hands.

“Send senior!”

Jiang Beichen cast a glance at both of them, turned his head, and snorted coldly: “Humph!”

Jiang Beichen didn’t want to see these two people, and they have always been like this.

“I really want to stay for a few more days.” Lin Xuan looked back at the Yingxian Hall, with a satisfied expression on his face.

“Pay attention to xinxing, Lin Xuan, we cultivate immortality, and we must not be affected by the prosperity of the outside world.” Jiang Beichen said.

“Yes!” Lin Xuan answered.

“Head, this is given to you by your majesty, as a gift!” A dozen guards came up with countless treasures, blinding Jiang Beichen’s dog’s eyes.

Ah this…