After I traveled through the book, I was spoiled by five little villains

The old martial artist has a broad forehead and thick lips, and looks vigorous.

There was no cloudiness common in old people's eyes, and they were full of brilliance.

He wore the most common bamboo hat, carried a coarse cloth bag on his back, and held a plain wrought iron rod in his hand.

He stood with his legs slightly apart, his posture casual, yet somehow giving people a sense of rock-solidity.

The servant who led the way stood quietly by his side, but his attention was attracted by the boss in the field.

He can pull a hard bow that only an adult man can pull, and can hit a target twenty-five steps away.

You should know that the archery requirement for the martial arts examination is only to hit the target every time within fifty steps.

Arm strength and eyesight are both indispensable.

And he was just a thirteen-year-old boy.

What a good seedling!

Qingbai did not deceive him!

"it is good!"

The old martial artist was so excited that the word "good" was like a thunderclap out of the blue, exploding on the spot.

Isn't this really thunder?

Qin Yaoguang looked up at the sky, then looked in the direction of the sound.

The children had never seen such Kung Fu before. After being amazed, they all looked at the old martial artist with admiration.

Qingbai flew towards the old martial artist and shouted in surprise, "Master! Why is it you?"

She did send a message back saying that there was a promising martial arts student who was in urgent need of a good teacher.

I never expected that it was the master who came in person.

When the old martial artist saw Qing Bai, the gleam in his eyes disappeared and his face was filled with a kind smile.

"Why? Little Qingbai doesn't welcome me?"

“How can that be possible?!”

Qingbai stamped her feet, inadvertently revealing a little girl's demeanor that no one else had ever seen: "Disciple thought that I would never see Master again in this lifetime!"

There are so many things to say, but now is not the time to reminisce about the past.

Qing Bai happily brought the old martial artist to Qin Yaoguang and said, "Master, you ordered me to find a martial artist for the young master, and I have done my best!"

The old martial artist took a step back and saluted in a formal manner: "I, Fang Ting, pay my respects to Her Royal Highness the Princess!"

Qin Yaoguang hurriedly helped him up and said sternly, "Since you are Qingbai's teacher, you are my elder. I should treat you with courtesy."

When the eldest brother heard what Qingbai said, that this extraordinary old man was actually the master he had found for him, he hurried over eagerly.

Qin Yaoguang smiled and pushed him in front of Fang Ting: "Master Fang, please take a look at this child."

The implication is that as long as Fang Ting is satisfied, he can immediately become the boss's master.

Of course Fang Ting was satisfied.

He watched from the sidelines for quite a while. Among these children, only the eldest one was born to learn martial arts.

I didn’t expect that I could still accept a good apprentice even at my old age.

And this time, he was no longer under the control of the Cui family.

Fang Ting's smile became even kinder.

The eldest brother didn't quite understand the situation, so he turned around quietly and glanced at Qin Yaoguang.

But Fang Ting hadn't spoken yet, so Qin Yaoguang didn't feel comfortable saying more.

The ancients attached great importance to the kindness of teachers.

Becoming a disciple is a particularly solemn matter.

The second brother walked behind him and reminded quietly: "Go to see the master quickly."

The eldest brother was startled and immediately knelt down and kowtowed: "Disciple greets Master!"

"Hahahahaha, okay!"

Fang Ting laughed out loud, helped the boss up with both hands, looked left and right, and became more and more satisfied.

He cheerfully took off the bag he was carrying, reached inside and pulled out an inconspicuous roll of tanned cowhide.

"Here, this is your apprenticeship gift."

The eldest brother took it respectfully, confused.

what is this?

Qing Bai quickly reminded: "Open it and take a look!"

After so many years, the master's habit has not changed. He always likes to use this brown cowhide roll to pack things.

She would not be surprised if anything was taken out of this bag.

The eldest brother did not open it immediately. He looked at Fang Ting and asked respectfully: "Master, is this okay?"

Fang Ting smiled cheerfully: "Of course!"

Since it was a gift, he of course wanted the boss to open it immediately.

What's inside is his treasure!

Such a talented and polite child made his smile even more loving.

Everyone gathered around and watched the boss open the presents.

The cowhide roll in his hand was not only plain in appearance, but also had gone through a lot of vicissitudes of life. It was unknown how long it had been used.

The cowhide at the edges was worn out, revealing the dull inner layer.

Untying the leather rope, the boss slowly unfolded the rolled up tanned cowhide, revealing a dagger with a cold glow inside!

Qin Yaoguang didn't know much about weapons, but he could see the extraordinary nature of this dagger.

The overall shape is smooth, and if you look closely, you can see a faint purple glow on the blade.

"Purple gold dagger!"

Qing Bai blurted out, looking at Fang Ting in shock: "Master! You are willing to give me the purple gold dagger!"

At the beginning, King Ruyang offered a large sum of money to help the master, but the master refused.

Now he actually gave it to the boss as a gift to become his apprentice.

Fang Ting smiled happily, and said proudly: "Weapons should naturally be given to those who know how to use them. If I hadn't seen that my disciple has a good foundation, I would not have taken it out."

Being praised.

The eldest brother realized it later and his face turned red.

Qin Yaoguang was happy for him and said hurriedly, "Why don't you thank Master quickly!"

"Thank you, Master!"

The boss held the purple gold dagger and bowed respectfully to Fang Ting to express his gratitude.

Fang Ting smiled so hard that his teeth were showing, but he snatched the cowhide roll from his hand.

Without waiting for everyone to be surprised, he put the purple gold dagger back into the boss's hand, put the well-used cowhide roll back into his bag like a treasure, and put it away carefully.

"I've given you the dagger, but don't be greedy for my leather!"

Qin Yaoguang laughed.

This old man has a bit of a naughty side and is a man of temperament.

The boss held the dagger in his hand. Every curve of the dagger was perfect for gripping. It felt like a part of his body.

He stepped back a few steps to the open space and tried a few moves.

A faint purple light flashed across the air.

He had never learned how to use a dagger, but he could achieve such an effect just by relying on his strength. Fang Ting was naturally excited and immediately rushed forward to give him instructions.

Seeing that the master and disciple got along well, Qin Yaoguang discussed the gift of becoming a disciple with Qingbai.

It's impossible for Fang Ting to give me a big gift as soon as they met, while I don't show any appreciation at all!

Qing Bai said, however, that his master had lived a carefree life, but because he owed the Cui family a huge favor, he had no choice but to be a teacher in the valley to train secret guards for fifteen years.

I hate red tape the most.

"The master is thoughtful and has prepared a separate courtyard for the master, providing him with good food and drink."

Although Qingbai said so, Qin Yaoguang still ordered people to prepare a simple but grand ceremony of becoming a disciple.

In the presence of everyone, the eldest brother presented one hundred taels of gold as a gift.

For this kind of hermit master, Qin Yaoguang thought about it and decided that gold was the most practical.

After drinking the apprenticeship tea, Fang Ting officially became the boss's master.

Taking this opportunity, Qin Yaoguang gave the name "Yan Shouzhuo" to the eldest son, making him the second one among the five children to have his own name.

You can't let Fang Ting follow the servants and call her "Young Master" or follow her and call her "Big Brother"!

In an inconspicuous house outside the courtyard.

After hearing Hu Yanjin's report, Yan Changqing's eyes lit up with a smile.