Fairy boy, please accept my worship!"

As he said this, he bowed.

Zhuang Zhou waved his hand and said:

"Don't call me Xian Tong, just call me Zhuang Zhou!

Anyway, just don’t call me Fairchild.”

Changsun Wuji nodded and said nothing more.

Cheng Yaojin, on the other hand, chuckled again:

"No wonder you're not interested in gold and silver, this makes sense.

However, it doesn't matter what you call me, I'll still call you Brother Zhuang, okay?!"

Zhuang Zhou smiled slightly and said:

"It doesn't matter. The name is just a code name."

Cheng Yaojin hummed, and then thought of something:

"Brother Zhuang, do you know any magic?"

"Ah, well... no!"

Magic?

Stop it!

“That shouldn’t be the case!”

Cheng Yaojin pursed his lips and said:

"I heard from Li Junxian that you once competed with someone and could move around in the blink of an eye.

If this isn't magic, what is it?"

Zhuang Zhou exclaimed, so this is what he was talking about.

Of course he remembered this.

At that time, in order to redeem Hongyu, he competed in martial arts with Cui Yu's guards.

At that time, Zhuang Zhou did use the skill of moving with the flow.

In the eyes of Cheng Yaojin and others, what else could this be but magic?

"Brother Zhuang, can you teach me some magic?"

“…”

Zhuang Zhou rolled his eyes and was speechless.

Why does this guy keep chasing me?

"Duke Lu, I was demoted from the immortal realm, so how could I have any immortal skills?"

Cheng Yaojin insisted:

"Then how did you get all those good things from the fairyland?"

“Well!”

Zhuang Zhou had no choice but to continue to use his imagination and deceive people:

"I bribed a few friends in the immortal world and brought it down secretly."

Speaking of this, Zhuang Zhou suddenly thought of something.

He quickly added:

"Why do you think I don't want gold and silver, but only rare treasures?

Isn't it just to bribe them, and then bring things down to help the development of the Tang Dynasty?"

So that’s it!

“…”