Chapter 242: Visitors From the Cave

"Sir, this kid Feng'er has been pure-minded since he was a child, and he is especially filial. You can't go wrong by accepting him as your disciple. If it doesn't work out, you can just let him serve you front and back."

in front of the counter.

The middle-aged woman prayed over and over again, looking at Zhang Jing with eyes full of hope.

And next to her.

The handsome-looking young man stood silently.

His face was extremely calm.

He can't remember that this is his mother

But every time it was unsuccessful.

Over time.

Naturally, I no longer have any expectations.

certainly.

To say that he doesn't want to join the other party's family is definitely a lie.

After all, this clay sculpture shop has been rumored to be magical in their Changle Square and even in several surrounding shops in recent years.

Especially the clay sculptures sold inside.

It is said that each piece is very magical and is of great benefit to cultivation. It is a rare treasure that can only be found but cannot be found.

Extremely precious!

It's a pity that this store has weird rules.

Therefore, the number of magical clay sculptures spread to the outside world is very small.

Think of this.

The young man first secretly glanced at the various lifelike clay sculptures on the counter, and then carefully glanced at the shop owner who was closing his eyes to rest.

A hint of desire appeared on his face unconsciously.

But the next moment.

Then he seemed to realize something, and his eyes suddenly dimmed.

the other side.

His eyes also unconsciously swept over the various clay sculptures on the counter.

The middle-aged woman's eyes flickered.

"With such a large number of precious clay sculptures, I haven't heard of even one monk taking risks in all these years. People say that the shop owner is a person with a great background. From this point of view, it should be true."

"Besides, even if the shop owner has no background, just the inherited skill of making clay sculptures is worthy of Feng'er becoming his teacher."

Just when the woman was thinking.

"Sister," Zhang Jing, who was behind the counter, suddenly opened his eyes and said calmly, "I have made it very clear that your young master has no connection with me and cannot be my disciple."

"No matter how many times you come, the result is the same."

"No fate means no fate!"

There was a hint of indifference and determination in the gentle voice.

There was no fluctuation in Zhang Jing's heart.

However, when his eyes fell on the young man, he couldn't help but soften.

Apart from anything else.

I still have a good impression of this young man Zhang Jing.

Be sensible, know how to advance and retreat, and know etiquette.

And he also sees the other party's persistence over the years. The energy held in his bones vaguely reminded Zhang Jing of the time when he studied hard at Yong'an Academy in order to enter the immortal path.

However, good feelings are good feelings.

As for accepting disciples, forget it.

opposite.

"grown ups!"

The middle-aged woman's voice suddenly rose, and she shouted unwillingly:

"If you don't give Feng'er a try, how will you know that he is not destined for you? What if you are mistaken? Couldn't it be——"

She wanted to say something else.

However, when he met Zhang Jing's flat gaze, he unconsciously closed his mouth suddenly.

The words stopped abruptly.

After a long time.

In the corner of the alley not far from Zhang Ji’s clay sculpture shop.

"Huh, if you don't accept it, you won't accept it. I really won't look for him in the future! Lingshu Immortal City is so prosperous, and there are countless immortal powers gathered. Which one is not better than this guy who runs a clay sculpture shop?"

The middle-aged woman shouted angrily in a low voice.

Immediately, she stared at the young man in front of her and said word by word:

"Feng'er, mother must let you join the real powerful forces in Lingshu City. Let's fight to make the clay sculpture shop Zhang regret it!"

at the same time.

"Miss, this is the clay sculpture shop in Changlefang. It is said that every clay sculpture sold there has the magical effect of greatly improving the effectiveness of cultivation."

A voice full of flattery suddenly sounded outside the shop door.

next moment.

Then I saw a man dressed as a servant, nodding and bending, leading a pretty woman in her late twenties with bright eyes, slowly walking into Zhang Ji's clay sculpture shop.

The woman wore a green skirt, which highlighted her beautiful figure.

It looks very lively when walking, like a deer jumping in the forest.

The moment you walk in the door.

The woman couldn't help but turn her eyes, and then looked straight at a clay sculpture of a crane on the counter, unable to move her eyes away again.

There was no hesitation.

"Shopkeeper, please ask, how did you sell this crane?"

She asked cautiously, her voice clear and gentle.

However.

Zhang Jing, who was behind the counter, heard the voice and said calmly without even raising his eyelids:

"Girl, you have no connection with the store, so I won't sell this crane!"

The words fell.

"How dare you, do you know the identity of my young lady? She is a member of the Jun clan of Jiu'an domain. Do you dare to sell her?"

The woman hasn't spoken yet.

The man who looked like a servant immediately raised his voice and shouted arrogantly.

All of a sudden.

"Get out!" Zhang Jing spat out one word softly.

The words fell into the man's ears, but they instantly turned into a terrifying thunder, which directly shook the man's consciousness to the point of collapse.

His consciousness became completely blank.

After three or five breaths.

The man's mind has just recovered a little bit.

At this moment, his face was pale without any trace of blood, and there seemed to be a deep fear in his eyes when he looked at Zhang Jing.

aside.

When the woman saw this, a strange color flashed in her eyes.

"The owner of a small shop has such strength? This Lingshu Fairy City is indeed the fairy city that is rumored to be backed by the Taoist True Sect Dojo, and it is indeed a crouching tiger, hidden dragon. Perhaps the opportunity for our branch should be here Got married."

Thoughts returned to reality.

The green-robed woman's eyebrows were curved and she said softly:

"Uncle, don't blame me. Since I won't sell it today, Qiong'er will come back to bother me some other time."

"Go ahead."

Hear the words.

The woman didn't say anything, she just took the frightened man and slowly exited the store.

Not a moment longer.

"Stop standing there stupidly outside the door. If you have anything to do, come in and talk about it."

Zhang Jing said with a half-smile.

rustle--

Suddenly, along with the sound of slight footsteps, a familiar figure appeared in his sight.

It was actually the young man just now.

The moment he saw Zhang Jing.

The young man leaned down and bowed, and at the same time said apologetically:

"Sir, the owner, it was my mother who had a bad attitude and offended you. Tang Xiaofeng apologized to you on behalf of my mother. I hope the owner will not blame her. If there is any punishment, I am willing to bear it."

"And I promise that I won't bother the shopkeeper again in the future."

on the seat.

Zhang Jing smiled slightly.

"Why, your mother doesn't insist anymore?"

The young man stood up, nodded in confirmation, and said honestly:

"My mother just said that I should try other big forces in the fairy city."

"This should have been the case a long time ago. With your qualifications, it is not hopeless to enter those forces. By the way, do you like the girl just now?" Zhang Jing asked with interest.

As soon as these words came out.

The young man immediately blushed.

"Sir, I am... am..."

The other party hesitated and couldn't say a complete sentence, and felt his heart jump directly into his throat.

Saw this scene.

A meaningful smile appeared on Zhang Jing's face.

It is the age when love begins, and it is normal to have a sudden heartbeat when meeting such a beautiful woman.

It’s just that this young man in front of me...

He shook his head.

The gap between the two sides is a bit too big, not only in terms of status, but also in mind. After all, in Zhang Jingcai's perception, that pretty woman is not as simple as she seems on the surface.

Think for a moment.

Then he seemed to have thought of something and immediately pointed.

The power of the earth veins surged under his feet, the bright yellow fairy light quietly wrapped around his fingertips, and the extremely heavy and oppressive aura disappeared in a flash.

Just a moment.

The fairy light condensed into a clay sculpture of a spiritual lion that was about an inch tall, and then turned into a stream of light, falling gently into the young man's arms.

"You and I are somewhat destined after all, so I will give you this little gadget."

Zhang Jing said with a smile.

…

…

Time passes slowly.

Someday.

A ray of light that seemed to be a mixture of thousands of colors suddenly appeared from the sky, and immediately landed gently in front of the Baizhang Mountain Gate of Lingshu Mountain.

"Is this Senior Brother Zhang's dojo? It's really magnificent and full of magical power."

"When can I open up a dojo like this?"

His sight gently flashed past the majestic dojo that stretched for hundreds of thousands of miles in front of him, looming in the misty black and white fairy light.

There was a hint of shock in Qu Junhou's eyes, mixed with a hint of envy.

At this time.

In his sea of ​​consciousness, the mutilated figure reappeared.

"Disciple, don't be envious. When you come back from that place of great opportunity, you can also have these. Even...better than this little guy's."

"I understand, Master."

Hearing this, Qu Junhou's eyes suddenly flashed with determination.

call--

Let out a soft breath.

He couldn't help but look at the two ice crystal fairies who were on duty at the mountain gate, and his eyes suddenly froze again.

"The natural fairy in the Dharma Realm is guarding the gate?!"

Qu Junhou was speechless for a while.

Not long after.

"You two, please inform Senior Brother Zhang Jing that Junior Brother Qu Junhou is here to visit."

Qu Junhou cupped his hands, and then smiled and said to the two ice crystal fairies in front of the mountain gate.