No one really thinks I'm a master, right?

Chapter 37 The Missing White Eyebrow

Master, hurry up and find some clothes, this disciple is so embarrassing, and who are you looking at with that contemptuous look?

Yi Fan complained in his heart, but said: "It's me, Master, I practiced according to your body training method, and I have successfully comprehended the ninth level of Tiangangbu!"

"Oh? Are you done? It's okay, come on, I'll find you a dress!"

Bai Mei gnawed on the cucumber, glanced at Yi Fan indifferently, turned around, and led the way slowly, as if Yi Fan had realized that it was no big deal to crush Ling Xiao.

But the moment he turned around, the two long eyebrows with white eyebrows shot up into the sky, his eyes were so wide that they were about to fall off, beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, even the cucumber in his mouth didn't smell good anymore, his mind was full of It's two words: "Fuck, shit, shit..."

Is this guy bluffing me?

You probably don't have the courage, after all, this stuff can't stand inspection.

Why don't I let him practice it?
Crush Ling Xiao, Patriarch Changmei told me back then that it was Patriarch Ling Xiao's famous stunt, he stomped a lot of people to death with one foot. In his era, no one knew the name of Ling Xiao in the Shangqing Temple?
It's a pity, it's a pity, since Patriarch Ling Xiao, even Patriarch Changmei has only stopped at Lei Chi, let alone the latecomers, one generation is not as good as the next.

Could it be that after hearing my nonsense, he ran to enlightenment, and he understood everything?

impossible!
How long has it been?

Where did you get hellfire?Where did you go for Nine Heavens Thunder?
If you can't get these two most critical aids for body training, you can't make it to the last level no matter what.

And even if someone points it out, the seventh-floor Liancheng and the eighth-floor Lei Benyun are extremely dangerous, and if there is a trouble, it will end in ashes.

Listening to the memories of Patriarch Changmei, even Patriarch Ling Xiao, who was amazingly talented back then, was lucky enough to succeed in training after nine deaths under the support of countless senior experts.

Yi Fan said he knew it?

I really don't believe it.

If he meets, I will eat up the entire Asking Peak.

"Are you dressed yet?"

Not long after, Yi Fan came out wearing a blue Taoist robe that was too big, and touched his bald head in embarrassment.

Bai Mei looked at Yi Fan with kindness in his eyes.

"Xiaofan, it's time to test your cultivation results, come with me!"

Yi Fan was surprised at first, and then delighted.

Although he had only been in the mountain for a few months, he had experienced so many winds, frosts, snows, rains, and endured so many dangerous hardships, especially Daofeng and his party, who almost died there.

Now that all the hard work has come to an end, is Master finally going to officially accept me as an apprentice?Or do you want to teach me the legendary swordsmanship of swaying demons?

So excited, so excited.

Yi Fan shrunk his neck, rubbed his hands, trotted all the way and followed Bai Mei, and the two came to a lush hill one after the other.

"Xiaofan, the cucumber harvest has been good recently, but unfortunately the scale is a bit small. This hill is useless. I just use your trampling Ling Xiao to step on it and level the hill for me."

Bai Mei then pointed to the hill in front of him, sat down on the ground, gnawed on the cucumber, as if letting Yi Fan trample an ant to death carelessly.

"Wow, Master is so annoying!"

On such a big hill, he actually leveled the ground with such awesome magical powers as crushing Ling Xiao. It can be seen that this move is really what the senior brother said, but it is just a basic footwork at the entry level.

The basic footwork is already like this, but the advanced skills can't take off yet.

Well, I have to perform well, impress my master, and teach me the magic sword technique!
"Master, this disciple is making a fool of himself!"

"boom!"

The ground suddenly trembled violently, and Baimei maintained a cross-legged posture and was shaken up to a height of more than three meters. He stared blankly at the foot of the lotus Hot Wheels, wearing a qi and blood mask, accompanied by thunder and lightning, and smoke all the way Yi Fan, who soared into the sky with sparks, disappeared into the sky.

"Could it be that the footwork that fell from the sky is real?"

Seeing this scene, Bai Mei already believed it, but she still couldn't admit it easily.

After all, it is a supreme skill that has been lost for countless years, and the conditions of practice are so harsh, he has every strand of wool, so it is said to be accomplished?
Do you think you are God’s own son?
"Come, come, come!"

Nine days above, the thick clouds suddenly broke through a [-]-meter-sized cloud hole, a shuddering sense of oppression suddenly came out, white eyebrows suddenly flushed, heart beat faster, blood pressure increased, and a strong urge to urinate no matter what I can hardly hold back anymore.

"Big, big, big!"

A nearly [-]-meter-large, somewhat transparent foot fell from the sky.

The lush trees on the hill burst open one after another under the pressure as heavy as a mountain, turning into green juice that filled the sky and sprinkled the forest.

"Boom!"

Accompanied by a huge roar, Baimei was once again shaken three meters above the ground. In an instant, there was a vast expanse of whiteness in front of his eyes, and his ears were temporarily deaf. He opened his mouth to say something, but was swept upside down by the overwhelming shock wave. He went out and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

After a long time, the dust all over the sky slowly dissipated, and Yi Fan slowly fell down like a banished immortal.

His face was flushed with excitement, and he glanced at the rock-hard ground under his feet with satisfaction, and hurriedly searched for Bai Mei as if asking for credit.

"Hey, where's Master?"

Yi Fan fell to the ground, a little anxious, and at the same time a bad premonition came to his mind.

"Master, Master, where is your old man?"

Yi Fan shouted loudly, the surroundings were in a mess, the growing cucumber base was gone, and even the wall of Shangqing Temple and a side hall were completely destroyed by the shock wave, turning them into ruins.

"Woooooo!"

Yi Fan suddenly realized, and felt as if a big stone was stuck in his heart.

I got it, I got it!
My trampling Ling Xiao is just a little bit of fur, my feet are also tangible and intangible, and the power can't be sent and received freely. Look at the ground under my feet, which is like a steel plate. How can I farm the land?

There is also a huge cucumber base that can be picked immediately, which is watered spoonful by spoonful of Shizun's own manure. If it needs to be replanted, how many trips will Shizun have to go to the hut?
The worst thing is that the ancient buildings of Shangqing Temple, which has been passed down for thousands of years, were not destroyed by foreign enemies, nor by time, but were actually destroyed by one's own feet.

"Pfft!"

Yi Fan slumped on the ground powerlessly, the grievance and frustration in his heart were indescribable.

Master must be very disappointed in me.

So I left silently.

Master, you old man can just scold me, beat me up, you can't leave so silently, you let me, me, how can I have the face to stay in the mountain gate.

Hey, that's all right now, don't talk about the real apprenticeship, whether the registered disciple can keep it or not is another matter.

After an unknown amount of time, the helpless Yi Fan stood up suddenly, and said with bright eyes, "By the way, senior brother, senior senior brother, I'll go to senior senior brother, he will definitely help me!"

(End of this chapter)