In those years, the cultivators we cut together

Chen Nianyun covered his buttocks, and said with a straight look: "Apologize? Why should I apologize to him? This old thing hurts me and apologize to him? Who is he?"

The children in the class were dumbfounded when they heard it.

Chen Nianyun is so brave today, even the husband dares to be so stubborn, what a man!

At this moment, Mr. Yang's face had turned black from anger, and his whole body began to tremble slightly. His silver hair and white beard also moved without wind, and his fists were clenched tightly.

And Chen Nianyun was also horrified to discover his slip of the tongue, clutching his buttocks and wanted to apologize, but for some reason, the moment he opened his mouth, he couldn't help but say what was in his heart:

"Look, look at your mother! Didn't you see that my ass is hurting, why don't you come over and lick it for me! I'm so old that I can't see at all, I really live like a dog!"

As soon as these words came out, all the children in the audience were even more shocked, and even Lin Xiaolu gave him two thumbs up.

And Mr. Yang finally couldn't hold back the anger in his heart after panting violently for a while, and shouted: "Sinister!"

He sucked Chen Nianyun into his hands, and said to the children: "Wait here to review the text!" Then he grabbed Chen Nianyun by the collar and soared into the sky, heading straight for Lingjian Peak.

"Hahahaha~" As soon as Mr. left, Lin Xiaolu finally couldn't hold it back, and lay down on the desk laughing, laughing like hell, Dongfangdan, Tangyuan and others also hugged their stomachs and laughed.

At this moment, on the towering Lingjian Peak, Mr. Yang dragged Chen Nianyun all the way up the mountain road, and many passing Lingjian disciples saw this strange scene.

These disciples naturally knew Mr. Yang and Chen Nianyun. They saw Chen Nianyun swearing and cursing, while Mr. Yang dragged him with a livid face and said nothing. They all looked dazed and didn't know what happened.

"Mr. Yang." A monk in green and long gown with a handsome face happened to pass by. Seeing that something was wrong, he quickly stepped forward and said respectfully: "Mr. Yang, who is my little brother?"

Mr. Yang gave the monk a cold look, then threw Chen Nianyun to the ground, and said in a cold voice, "Let your master come to see me!"

The cultivator was stunned for a moment, looking at his junior brother who was thrown on the bluestone steps, clutching his buttocks, he didn't know what happened.

In fact, in terms of cultivation, Mr. Yang is no match for Elder Lingjian, but in terms of status and sect seniority, the two are the same, so he hesitated for a while, and asked respectfully: "Mr. Those who have learned calligraphy from you can be regarded as having a teacher-student relationship, and Nianyun is Mingyi's younger brother, can Mr. Yang tell Mingyi, did Nianyun do something wrong?"

After hearing this, Mr. Yang looked at the outstanding young man in front of him, and seeing so many spirit sword disciples looking at him, his anger softened slightly, but just as he was about to speak, Chen Nianyun suddenly turned his head and pointed at him loudly. Scold:

"You old bastard! If you dare to sue my senior brother, I will kill you when I become awesome in the future!"

All the Spirit Sword disciples were dumbfounded, and they all looked at Chen Nianyun in disbelief.

My little junior brother is actually so vigorous!

"Bold!"

The monk named Zhang Mingyi was also taken aback by Chen Nianyun. After shouting angrily, he raised his hand to teach him a lesson.

However, Chen Nianyun pointed directly at Zhang Mingyi and yelled: "You dare to touch me, Zhang Mingyi! I am Master's direct disciple! I have the Immortal Sword Physique! If you dare to touch me, I will let Master punish you!"

As the second senior brother of the Spirit Sword lineage, Zhang Mingyi was not afraid of him as a junior, so he was ready to do it, but when he was about to raise his hand to teach his ignorant junior brother, Mr. Yang stopped him.

Afterwards, in front of everyone, Mr. Yang looked at the towering mountain peak and said angrily, "Fang Wuxiu! What a good apprentice you taught! This old man is not worthy to be his teacher anymore, teach yourself!"

After finishing speaking, Mr. Yang turned his head and was about to leave, but an old voice came from the vast mountain peak:

"Mr. Yang, stay here!"

The fierce old man in a black robe flew from the top of Lingjian Peak, and immediately apologized to Mr. Yang with his fists, stabilized him for a while, looked at Chen Nianyun, and said with a fixed gaze: "Nianyun! What have you done! "

Chen Nianyun got up and scolded: "Master, I didn't do anything, my butt hurts, and this old bastard."

When the old man in black robe heard that he dared to call Mr. Yang an old man, he shouted angrily: "Shut up!"

He pointed at Chen Nianyun, his fingers trembling with anger:

"Master gave you a chance, tell me again, what should you call Mr. Yang?"

Chen Nianyun shrank his neck in fright, and opened his mouth to say sir, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he uttered a lot of titles involuntarily:

"I should call Mr. old thing, old man, old guy, old man, old shameless, old bastard!"

"boom!"

With a loud noise, Chen Nianyun's small body was directly blown away by a wave of air:

"Put him down to the old man, receive thirty rods, and put him in confinement!" the black-robed old man said angrily, his face flushed.

Zhang Mingyi who was at the side heard this, hesitantly said: "Master, how long do you want to imprison Junior Brother Chen?"

"Until he dies!!!" The black-robed old man scolded furiously: "This villain! He has no respect for his elders, insulting him in public, it's unforgivable, as a teacher, we must teach him a lesson!"

After finishing speaking, the old man in black robe turned to Mr. Yang, with an apologetic look on his aged face, he said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Yang, it was Mr. Fang who taught you poorly, and Mr. Fang will bring this scoundrel to you in person to make an apology someday. I hope you calm down, Mr.

Mr. Yang glanced at him, snorted coldly, and flung his sleeves away.

……

……

After a long period of time, the children in the school did not see Chen Nianyun again, and it will be more than half a year after seeing him again~

"drink!"

Under the silver-white light of the moonlight, the boy with bare upper body roared, and slammed into the willow tree with his back. His huge force not only made the willow tree "squeak" but also knocked out a dent.

He bumped over and over again, using all the strength of his body every time, and the side and back were flushed red without stopping.

"call!"

Lin Xiaolu let out a mouthful of turbid air after bumping a hundred times. After exercising his body a few times in sweat, he ended today's exercise.

At this moment, Xiao Yu'er's practice has also been completed. According to Senior Sister Miao Xin, Xiao Yu'er's progress speed is very frightening. At present, the fourth layer of Qi Condensation has faintly shown signs of loosening.

Li Miaoxin commented that she didn't know if the five-year-old Qi Condensation Level [-] was the one who never came after Emei, but she must be called the one who never came before.

In the courtyard, Lin Xiaolu washed his body with Xichen Dan, and sat on the steps by the courtyard gate with Xiao Yuer, laughing and laughing together, spending the night.

The way of martial arts is difficult, it is thousands of times more difficult than the way of immortality, and the way of martial arts is more difficult than that of immortality.

Practicing in the winter and summer, Lin Xiaolu paved the way with sweat and hard work, literate and practiced martial arts every day, cycle after cycle, day after day, plunged headlong into this invisible road of martial arts, and this struggle , and plunged into it for another half a year...