Self-help strategy of slag cannon fodder

And then in the next month, Bai Xuan realized the real truth of the saying 'don't be polite when you should refuse'!

It's true that you won't be tired, but that's for Qiu Muchen.

After the conversation that day, Qiu Mushen asked Bai Xuan to move to Ling Xiaofeng, so that he could teach him sword skills at any time.

Bai Xuan very much suspected that it was Qiu Mushen who knew his lazy nature and wanted to supervise him so that he would not be lazy.

Because during this month, he learned swords from Qiu Mu Shen during the day. Although Qiu Mu Shen is very kind, every teacher is similar in terms of teaching.

I can't say it's severe, because with Qiu Muchen's face that makes people look like a spring breeze, no matter how severe the expression is, it is also kind.

Bai Xuan's moves are repeated every day, and if he deviates slightly, he will be corrected and continue to practice.

Qiu Mu Shen taught him very seriously, and often taught him how to stab and slash.

When being led to make gestures, Bai Xuan felt that these moves were so handsome, but when he was allowed to practice them alone, what he did was empty-handed and without power at all.

Qiu Mu Shen told him that practice makes perfect.

Bai Xuan felt that he was a dead wood that could not be carved.

It's also hard work, and the autumn curtain is sinking. He taught him so seriously, but he only learned a watch, without any meaning.

If it were another teacher, he would have given up the burden and quit.

But he would rather meet those irresponsible teachers than Qiu Muchen, a master who is persistent and never gives up.

Let him repeat the sword moves all day during the day, explain his experience to him at night, or teach him to draw symbols-he really has no talent for drawing symbols.

Although he used various tricks to escape the talisman many times, but most of the time, he was still learning.

And the most embarrassing thing is that after studying for more than half a month, I still can't draw well!Sometimes it's all about luck, and the quality of the talismans is terrible.

What a shame!

Didn't it say that famous teachers produce outstanding apprentices?

Is his aptitude so hopeless? !

Bai Xuan thought sadly, soaking in the comfortable Lingtan could not relieve the sadness in his heart.

Cranes are flying low in the distance, and flowers are blooming nearby, and various high-grade spiritual flowers that can be named are blooming.

That's right, now Qiu Muchen's spiritual field has officially become Bai Xuan's back garden, and the spiritual pool that can condense spiritual marrow has also become his bathing pool.

When he started learning swords with Qiu Mu Shen, Bai Xuan regretted it. He dragged his tired and paralyzed body to soak in Lingtan with Qiu Mu Shen, and then used Lingtan to soak after practicing sword every day.

His original intention was to let Qiu Mushen think that his bad nature is hard to change, and he just wants to enjoy himself.

This Lingtian was carefully cultivated by Qiu Muchen, and the Lingtan was Qiu Muchen's training ground, where it could be used to bathe people casually.

But don't want to.

But he actually agreed.

Then came the more difficult days for Bai Xuan, because every time he finished soaking in Lingtan, his physical fatigue was gone and his spiritual power was also abundant, so he had to continue practicing sword.

Bitter and tired.

Bai Xuan soaked in the Lingtan, dawdling, Qiu Muchen didn't rush him, but he didn't dare to soak for too long.It wasn't that he was afraid of being criticized, but that once he was lazy and fell asleep while soaking.

Sleeping in the Lingtan will not cause drowning, but when he woke up, he found himself in the master's bedroom.

Clothes and everything are already put on.

He soaked in Lingtan and took off only his underpants.There is no need to ask who put it on for him.

That day, Bai Xuan had a little space, because the autumn curtain was heavy and he didn't show up for a long time, Bai Xuan didn't practice kung fu consciously, he happily played in his bedroom, watching all kinds of things.

I didn't show up until the autumn curtain fell at night, and although I saw his expression was the same as usual, his eyes seemed a little uncomfortable.

Bai Xuan was very surprised by this discovery.

It turns out that his master is so innocent?

Everyone is a man, so it's nothing to look at his body, not to mention that he is still wearing underpants.

The usually upright and prudent Master is purer than him!

Although Bai Xuan was happy in his heart, from that day on, he consciously never let Qiu Muchen encounter such embarrassing things again.

Take a bath for an hour at most.

After Bai Xuan was dressed neatly, he came to Qiu Muchen's side, his brows and eyes were unfurled, as if he was worried.

The young man who has just finished bathing is more beautiful and gorgeous than usual, and the added sorrow in his usually indifferent eyebrows makes him look even more charming and pitiful.

Qiu Mu Shen looked at him with slightly dark eyes, and paused for a moment on his plump bright red, stretched out his hand, and brushed a few strands of his hair behind his ears: "Soak it?"

Bai Xuan's heart trembled, and as expected, the next sentence was: "Then continue to practice, just now you performed some moves with incorrect posture, and you didn't grasp the strength well, practice these moves for me a thousand times..."

Bai Xuan wanted to vomit blood, so he pulled Qiu Muchen's sleeves and swayed pitifully, "Master, I know those tricks well, but I'm too tired to do them a little bit. Really, Master, I don't want to practice any more. It's..."

Bai Xuan focused on repeating the moves thousands of times, and didn't notice the danger that suddenly flashed through Qiu Muchen's eyes looking at him.

Suddenly, Qiu Muchen wrapped his arms around his waist, and the two of them were close to each other, with the other hand grabbing his hand.

Before Bai Xuan could react, Qiu Mushen put Xuanshuang in his hand, and led him to make gestures. The very handsome moves were all he had learned in the past few days.

Originally, Bai Xuan thought that their pose was too intimate, which made him feel a little uncomfortable, but he would look at it seriously, for fear of missing the slightest bit.

Sure enough, after stopping, Qiu Muchen let go of his hand and said to him: "I taught you just now, practice it a hundred times, and I will let you go today."

Bai Xuan was happy, he knew that Qiu Muchen was the most soft-hearted, as long as he acted like a baby, said a few pitiful words, and punished him, at least it would be reduced by more than half.

It takes less than half an hour to practice one hundred times.

Bai Xuan thought he could relax, but was caught by Qiu Muchen to draw a talisman.

The ghostly thing of drawing talismans has already been listed by Bai Xuan among the top ten bitter hatreds in life!

Really, it's too shocking.

If you haven't practiced your sword well, at least your moves still look good.

But with this talisman, one stroke destroys one, and one stroke destroys another!

I have been painting for so long, from the very first drawing that was scrapped until I could last a few strokes before it was scrapped, and now I am lucky enough to be able to produce one out of [-] pieces.

The [-]% chance depends on luck, mood and physical fitness.

"Master, I don't want to paint."

Bai Xuan squinted at the autumn curtain, looking forward to seeing him draw the yellow talisman for a month, let him spare his 'talent'.

Qiu Mu looked at him deeply, and after a moment of silence, he said: "Your swordsmanship is not very good. It would be dangerous if you meet someone who is slightly stronger. I will use up all the talismans I drew for you, but self-study is different. gone."

Looking at him fixedly, he said: "If you learn the highest level, you can draw symbols out of thin air, use spirit as a brush, and everything as a symbol, and you can draw and attack anywhere."

Although it sounds arrogant, Bai Xuan doesn't care. No matter how powerful he is, he won't be able to learn it.

The beautiful young man's moist and lively eyes, slightly curled red lips, with a seductive curvature, are both cute and fascinating.

Qiu Mu rolled his throat, and couldn't help but kissed him on the brow. Under his surprised eyes, he said, "Don't be lazy."

After being kissed, Bai Xuan was a little surprised, but he didn't feel anything. Hearing the words, he said coquettishly: "Then master, take my hand-drawn talisman, maybe I'm used to drawing talismans with my hand, maybe I can draw my own talisman .”

This is Bai Xuan's lazy words, just talking nonsense.

Qiu Mu looked at him deeply, his dark pupils reflected his overly beautiful face, flashing an inexplicable luster.

Bai Xuan suddenly felt guilty.

Just when she was resigned to her fate and wanted to paint by herself obediently, she didn't want Qiu Mu Shenzhen to hold his hand and whisper in his ear: "Okay."

At the beginning, the two were still sitting on one left and one on the right, but they were holding each other with one hand, holding a stroke talisman.

Gradually, probably because this posture was a bit inconvenient, Qiu Muchen pulled him into his arms, wrapped his waist with one hand, and held his hand-painted talisman with the other.

Bai Xuan sat on his lap, feeling this posture...

Very strange!

Isn't this the handwriting posture of the son whose father taught him to learn calligraphy when he was young?

Damn, is he really considered a son by Qiu Muchen? !

In fact, it is quite good to have such a gentle father as Qiu Muchen and such a strong backer.

But the problem is that Qiu Mu Shen is too young, he looks just like Bai Xuan's brother in his previous life, as if... a little younger than his own brother.

However, Qiu Muchen is now more than 200 years old, and it is said that his cheap parents who died young are still his elder brothers and sisters.

Cheap parents already have a son as old as him, why didn't Qiu Muchen find one?

With his appearance, figure, and background, most girls want to marry him, and in the cultivation world, there are countless female monks who admire him.

The gossip Hua Xunfang told him about the cultivation world contained a lot of stories about all kinds of female monks who had not married so far because of him, and were still waiting for his nod.

There are also many female heads and female elders of the sect.

But Qiu Muchen looked down on none of them, he was terribly strict with himself, even his disciples were all male monks, and there was not even a single female fly on Lingxiao Peak.

I have never seen him talk to any female monk, even Yu Rongyin, the only female master of one of the nine peaks of the Lingxiao Sect, the master of Jiuxuan Peak, this hot and beautiful woman, as the master of a sect, They seldom talk to her.

It seems that at the end of the whole book, there is no mention of Qiu Mu Shen's Taoist couple.

Could it be that he has never had a wife in his whole life?

Thinking of this, Bai Xuan couldn't stop tutting in his heart.

There is no doubt that Qiu Mu Shen is definitely a winner in life, with strong cultivation, high status, and good popularity, he is deeply respected by the cultivation world and the male lead.

It's a pity that he is an orphan.

People are not perfect, but yes, for a man as perfect as Qiu Muchen, the other party has to be excellent to be worthy of him.

"What are you thinking?"

Bai Xuan thought about things, and his expression changed a lot. Qiu Mu looked at him, a disciple who had changed a lot recently, with a strange expression, and asked aloud.

Bai Xuan turned his head and looked at the handsome master who was close at hand, probably because Qiu Muchen had indulged him too much recently, which made him lose a trace of awe when facing him.

At this moment, I was full of curiosity, without even thinking about it, so I asked, "Master, do you have someone you like?"