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Qiu Ming discovered that even Bao Guangzi looked expectant, and it seemed that they had never seen Chang'e dance.

Master Chen picked up a chopstick from the table and threw it towards the "moon" on the wall. He saw the chopstick flying straight towards the moon on the wall, becoming smaller and smaller, turning into a small black dot.

I saw that the little black dot emerged from the moon and slowly began to grow bigger, as high as chopsticks, as if it were a small cartoon doll. Its facial features were not clear, and it looked like a beautiful woman on the outside.

The disciples such as Wang Shouzhong all showed disappointed expressions. How could such a big, puppet-like thing be called Chang'e? It seems that Dao Chen is far inferior to his master, and he even brags about inviting Chang'e to dance.

When the beauty landed on the ground, she was less than a foot tall, but she gradually grew bigger in the eyes of everyone. In less than a minute, she became like an ordinary person.

The candle shadow of the mica screen is deep, and the long river is gradually falling and the morning stars are sinking. The skin is as soft as the hands are as soft as the smile is, and the beautiful eyes are waiting for.

Qiu Ming thought that the river god he had ever seen was the most beautiful woman, but that river god had less fairy spirit than the "Chang'e" in front of him.

In the real world, Qiu Ming has seen all kinds of beauties online, some of which are very beautiful, but they have never seen them with their own eyes. Zhang Ruolan is the most beautiful one he has seen with his own eyes.

And now, Chang'e is standing in front of him, and her every frown and smile can touch everyone's hearts.

Qiu Ming looked at Bao Guangzi sideways, and even the eldest brother was full of surprise, as if he had never seen such a miracle.

Chang'e stood in the middle of the room and bowed to everyone: "Little woman Su'e, at the invitation of Master Chen, presents a dance of colorful clothes to everyone."

Nishangwu? Qiu Ming's eyes shone. He had never seen this Nishangwu that has been passed down through the ages.

Chang'e gently swayed her sleeves, swung her waist, and danced gracefully. While dancing, she also sang a song herself.

Qiu Ming wanted to secretly record this section with his mobile phone. Not to mention the beautiful dance posture, if the song was put into the real world and a single was released, it would definitely become popular in one song. If it was matched with this dance posture and made into an MV, the record of riding a horse dance would definitely be broken!

It was clearly a cappella singing, but Qiu Ming seemed to hear the sound of silk and bamboo orchestra. Can a mouth open to make several sounds at the same time? Qiu Ming had never seen this technique before. Although it seemed to be powerless, it was indeed too shocking.

Every disciple was overwhelmed by Chang'e's singing and dancing. Some people fell on the ground without knowing it. Some people knocked down their wine glasses and sprinkled their wine on their bodies without feeling anything.

Everyone's eyes showed an obsessive look, but there was one person different, that was Wang Shouzhong, his eyes were full of possessiveness!

Qiu Ming accidentally saw this look, and of course Liu Ruozhuo also noticed it.

Today, his two friends came to Shangqing Temple in Laoshan as a guest. He asked these disciples to sit down and let them see these Taoist techniques together, which was also a test for these disciples.

From the pouring of wine just now, we can see that Xuan Guangzi (Qiu Ming) poured it on his senior brothers first, and then poured it on himself. Those unnamed disciples were scrambling to rob him and then pour it on him, for fear that they would not be able to drink it.

From this point of view, we can see that those unnamed disciples have very poor character.

Perhaps these people have not drunk alcohol for a long time, so Liu Ruozhuo would not simply use this to examine his disciples. When Brother Chen invited Chang'e to dance to cheer him up, he observed those disciples again.

These personal disciples are fine. Although they have a look of marvel on their faces, they still appreciate them more. They can drink and eat normally, or gently pat their hands to praise them.

And those unnamed disciples were all stupid and didn't say anything, and there were still people who showed some possessiveness in their eyes, which made him very dissatisfied.

When Wang Shouzhong went up the mountain, he felt that it was not suitable to learn Taoism from him. This person studied Taoism, not for immortality or to help others, but for purely to show off.

I originally thought that letting him chop wood every day can sharpen his mind and improve his character. But now it seems that the country is easy to change, but the nature is difficult to change.

Chang'e was originally dancing on the ground, but she actually moved her lotus steps and jumped onto the table in front of Liu Ruozhu and the others. Such a big man jumped onto the table, but the table did not shake at all.

Many disciples stood up and stretched their necks to watch. They swore that they had never seen such a beautiful dance or such a beautiful song in their lives.

Chang'e suddenly began to rotate, and her whole person slowly floated up. Under the bright moonlight, Chang'e became smaller and smaller, and her singing became weaker and weaker, as if she was slowly moving away.

When the song stopped, Chang'e also disappeared. Everyone looked closely and saw a chopstick standing straight on the table.

Everyone then remembered that the Chang'e just now was the one who made Priest Chen with a chopstick. When they saw the graceful dance and heard the moving singing, they were all transformed from these chopsticks.

Seeing the surprised expressions of the disciples, Liu Ruozhuo and the two guests laughed happily. When they first saw this kind of Taoist technique, they were inexplicably surprised.

Master Zhou gently stroked his long beard: "I'm very happy tonight, but I'm almost drunk. Can the two brothers accompany me to the Moon Palace to have a glass of wine?"

Liu Ruozhuo and Taoist Chen agreed, and the three of them carried the tables and chairs and walked towards the moon hanging on the wall. In the eyes of Qiu Ming and others, the master and the two guests became smaller and smaller, and in just a few breaths, they had already entered the palace on the moon.

"Brother Liu, that disciple wearing a head crown is your newly acquired eighth disciple?" Master Chen glanced at the right side of the figure.

On his right side, there was a whole light curtain. Inside the light curtain was the room where Qiu Ming and the others had eaten. Each disciple's movements, expressions, and even voices were clear.

"It's him. This boy is not only very talented, but also has obtained some Buddhist secret techniques and a set of qi training techniques. His future achievements may be above me." Liu Ruozhuo glanced at Qiu Ming, as if he was very satisfied.

"Congratulations to Brother Liu, for getting this good disciple, plus Baoguangzi, Laoshan Shangqing Temple will prosper." Master Zhou said with some envy.

"We are both Shangqing lineage, how can we distinguish each other?"

On the moon, three people were drinking and chatting in the moon palace. They could see their eyebrows and beards clearly, but they couldn't hear what they were saying.

Qiu Ming was not too surprised by this. It was like watching TV, but the picture was round and there was no sound yet.

Bao Guangzi looked at Qiu Ming eating on his own and seemed not curious about the Moon Palace at all. He was a little surprised. This junior brother was really calm. When he saw this kind of Taoist technique for the first time, he was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth.

No wonder Master said that the revival of Shangqingguan may depend on the younger brother. With this calm mind, he is not as good as that.
Chapter completed!