A five-year-old junior sister, she is the group favorite of four crazy critics

"Shoot faster! You haven't eaten yet!"

"Being short means you don't have an advantage in the first place. If you can't move faster, you might as well stop practicing!"

Mo Yan held a branch casually in his hand and easily resisted the little guy's attack.

He kept chanting in his mouth, which made people angry.

Bei Wan was indeed a little aggrieved. He couldn't beat the fourth senior brother, and now he was being ridiculed by the fourth senior brother. He just felt like he was holding a breath in his heart.

She remained silent, but the people beside her could feel her anger.

"Why did you let Mo Yan do this?" Liao Jin asked Yan Ci a little unbearably.

Yes, Mo Yan's hatred today was entirely because of Yan Ci's instructions.

"She has a unique talent in cultivation, and she has been tempered by Mo Yan in actual combat, but her character must not fall behind."

"Many times, practitioners cannot lose their minds even when they are extremely angry. If a move goes wrong due to anger, they will fall into eternal disaster."

Yan Ci's voice was calm, and it would have been more convincing if the hands hidden in his sleeves had not been clenched tightly.

Qi Youqing, who was lying on the rocking chair, closed the ancient book and looked at the little guy whose moves were gradually breaking down: "She's messed up."

Under the watchful eyes of the three.

Mo Yan picked Bei Wan's bamboo stick away, and the sharp branch pointed directly at her eyebrows.

"You are anxious. The most taboo thing in a battle is to be anxious and get into trouble!"

Mo Yan threw down the branch casually, and with these words behind him, he spun around and flew to the trunk of the tree, and started eating the fruit.

There will be nothing else to do next, senior brother and the others should go to theory classes.

He needs to take a rest quickly. His senior brother will beat him tonight.

I thought to myself, but I still subconsciously glanced down.

I saw that the little breast dumpling still maintained the same posture as before, standing motionless and silent.

Mo Yan licked the corners of his lips, feeling a little scared for some reason.

So, just when Yan Ci picked up the Zhu Zhuo Sword and walked to Bei Wan's side, Mo Yan's voice suddenly sounded.

"It's not me! It's the person in front of you who made me beat you up and make you angry at the same time!"

"If you want to blame, blame him!"

Mo Yan thinks he still needs to explain it simply.

People have mouths just for explaining!

Mainly because last time, he didn't even know that he was the one who snatched the little guy from Qingya Sect.

That little thing always thought it was Yan Ci who brought her back!

After finding out a few days ago, he was so angry that he couldn't even eat fruit for a whole day.

"Really, really?"

Bei Wan heard Mo Yan's words clearly. The little guy's voice was confused and confused, and his disbelief was almost written on his face.

She didn't quite believe that it was Yan Ci who asked Fourth Senior Brother to do this.

Yan Ci handed the Bamboo Burning Sword into the little guy's hand. Under her gaze, he nodded lightly and said, "Yes, it's me."

"Why..." There was an imperceptible grievance in the little guy's voice.

He took out a piece of maltose from the storage bracelet, spread his palm and stretched it out in front of the child.

Bei Wan didn't take it, but just looked at him, as if waiting for his explanation.

This is angry.

"Tone your character. During the battle, there will be some talkative people who will disturb your mood through some words, but you can't be confused. You can't mess up your position just because of other people's words."

"Even not only in battles, but also on the way you grow up, you will encounter some gossip, and you will encounter many things that will make you angry, angry, and helpless."

"Practice means not only improving your own strength, but also knowing what you want, what path you want to take, guarding your heart, and doing what you should do."

Yan Ci peeled off the maltose wrapped in oil paper in his hand and fed it into the little guy's mouth.

He didn't think it was a bit early to say this at this time.

On the contrary, Bei Wan is now in the middle stage of foundation building and has entered the path of cultivation. Strength and character should be tempered together.

The little guy was thoughtful and seemed to be still thinking about what Yan Ci said.

Then, while holding maltose in his mouth, he said to Yan Ci in a vague voice: "I don't know much about what's behind..."

But she probably understood the first sentence.

She shouldn't be angry because of what the fourth senior brother said, and she shouldn't get confused just to vent her anger and let the fourth senior brother find a flaw so quickly.

"You will understand it gradually in the future, don't be in a hurry."

He didn't expect the little guy to understand it immediately. It would take a long time, so take your time.

Yan Ci was just about to raise his hand to rub the top of the little guy's hair, but he remembered something, and his raised hand fell on her cheek, pinching it gently.

Then he picked up the little guy and walked towards the resting place.

It's time to let Qi Youqing teach the little guy how to read.

After all, you can't have a strong force value that exceeds the standard, but you can't have any ideas and can't read Chinese characters!

What should I do if I get cheated in the future?

"Liao Jin, come over."

Yan Ci took the opportunity to greet Liao Jin, who didn't like reading very much.

Liao Jin was silent, then turned and left.

The next second, a mace hit him directly in front of his feet.

Liao Jin:......

"Brother, come on!"

The little breasted dumpling had already sat down obediently, holding a writing brush in his hand, and turned to greet his study partner.

Liao Jin stiffened.

Picking up the mace in front of him, he turned around again and walked towards Yan Ci.

"Why doesn't Mo Yan come?"

Liao Jin asked what he had wanted to ask for many days.

Yan Ci glanced at him strangely and said unceremoniously: "He won't be tricked by others, he will trick others."

Liao Jin should learn more brainy things, otherwise he will be too rigid.

Liao Jin:......

Time passed quickly, and several people from the Cangyan Sect were not idle.

Bei Wan has greatly improved now in terms of actual combat ability, combat experience and psychological quality.

Recently, Yan Ci and others stopped using Mo Yan as a sparring partner for the little guy. Instead, they directly found some spiritual beasts from the secret realm that were equal to Bei Wan's strength.

Let Bei Wan fight the spirit beast.

After all, monks' opponents on their journey of cultivation are not only human beings, but also spiritual beasts.

To be familiar with the characteristics of various spirit beasts and to master the ideas of fighting spirit beasts is something you need to figure out on your own.

Moreover, some spiritual beasts are not afraid of pain or death, which is different from humans.

The little one has injuries almost every day, but what makes her happy is that she is making rapid progress.

I love fighting with spirit beasts every day!

The day was basically divided into three parts by the little guy, one for fighting, one for literacy, and one for absorbing spiritual power and meditating.

The arrangements were full, and the little one didn't feel tired, but enjoyed it.

Yan Ci was not idle either. He opened his spiritual wisdom in the secret realm, and all the spiritual beasts whose strength was comparable to the infant stage were beaten by him.

Later, he simply looked for Zang Yunzhi and started fighting.

The eldest brother and junior sister all rolled up, and the remaining few couldn't sit still.

It’s a joke, if you don’t practice, you will be useless.

From now on, if senior brother beats them, wouldn't that be like chopping carrots and cabbage?

If the junior sister has surpassed them, can they really let the junior sister protect them?

As a result, the Qingya Sect's group suffered. They looked at Mo Yan who was always pestering them. Although his strength was obviously not as good as theirs, but he always came up with some strange ideas to deal with them, they expressed their incomprehension.

Liao Jin said nothing, but spent the whole day with his heavy sword, chopping up the mountains in the secret realm to increase his sword speed.

Qi Youqing looked at the group of reckless men and was silent for a long time. He took out a secret book from the storage bracelet and read the words in it that no one but him could understand.

He sighed and began to practice the law of speech and spirit that he didn't like in the past.