Anecdotes with facial paralyzed subordinates

Yuan Cheng sent Head Feng to stand at the end of the alley, staring straight at Wen Tiandong without saying a word.

Wen Tiandong's eyes narrowed, and he quickly pulled Zhao Xuehan behind him and took a few steps back. "What are you doing," he cried, breaking into a high-pitched voice again, "don't try to trick my son!"

"No..." Headmaster Feng looked at Wen Tiandong and shook his head slightly. His lips moved slightly, as if he had a thousand words to say, but he couldn't utter a single word.

Zhao Xuehan felt that the palm of Wen Tiandong holding his arm was cold and kept trembling.He raised his eyes, only to see Master Feng walking in front of the two in three steps and two steps, grabbing Wen Tiandong's arm.

Wen Tiandong's body shook visibly and tensed instantly.He wanted to retreat, but his arm was firmly held in the palm of Master Feng, and he couldn't take half a step.

"You...you are here..." Headmaster Feng stared at Wen Tiandong closely, his dark eyes seemed to be able to see through the face of that street woman, "When did you..."

Wen Tiandong's eyelashes trembled, and he bit his lip hard.

"Come here! The head of the Yuancheng faction is playing hooligans!" The shrill female voice made people's ears hurt, and head Feng was in a trance for a moment, and he let go of his hand a little.

Wen Tiandong raised his eyebrows, and slapped head Feng's hand off, pulled Zhao Xuehan up and fled away like a fly.

The two of them ran along the alley for an unknown amount of time until they were sure that Head Feng did not catch up again.Wen Tiandong didn't know when, but she had changed from an aunt back to her original appearance.He stared straight ahead with no expression on his face, but there was a circle of red around his eyes, which was particularly obvious against the backdrop of his white skin.

"Brother Dong..." Zhao Xuehan whispered.

Wen Tiandong closed his eyes lightly, and then opened them quickly.He turned his head and smiled slightly at Zhao Xuehan.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

Zhao Xuehan looked at him, shook his head, and didn't speak.At the same time, there was a burst of laughter from the front of the street.

Zhao Xuehan saw that it was Miss Zhuo's family and her maid, each carrying a flower basket, walking towards the two of them while fighting.

Wen Tiandong used the transformation technique in an instant, but he seemed to be thinking about other things at this time, unable to concentrate, and this change actually turned into a strange face.

When Miss Zhuo saw Zhao Xuehan, she greeted him with a smile, and then looked at Wen Tiandong with great interest.

"Who is this?" she asked.

"It's a friend I just met in the city." Zhao Xuehan concealed.

"Oh, that's strange." Ms. Zhuo looked Wen Tiandong from head to toe again, "I'm not boasting, I know everyone in this city. This is the first time I've seen this gentleman's face." .”

"Miss is too confident." Before Zhao Xuehan could think of an answer, the maid next to Miss Zhuo laughed, "There are tens of thousands of people in this city. If Miss is familiar with everyone, then Miss can still pretend Do you need anything else?"

"You servant girl, you have no one to look at, be careful I slap your mouth!" Miss Zhuo took out a branch from the flower basket, and smacked it on the servant girl with a smile.The maid hurriedly dodges.

Seeing that Ms. Zhuo didn't seem to care about Wen Tiandong's affairs anymore, Zhao Xuehan quickly left while the two were arguing, and walked towards Lin's residence.He heard Wen Tiandong sighed softly, turned around and saw that Wen Tiandong had returned to his usual appearance.

Arriving at the Lin Mansion, Zhao Xuehan knocked on the door, and while waiting for the servant to open the door, Wen Tiandong suddenly asked: "You have been going to the lectures because you want to practice Taoism and learn exercises?"

Zhao Xuehan hesitated for a moment, but then thought that Wen Tiandong was not Yan Ke, and probably wouldn't stop him from studying, so he nodded cautiously.

Wen Tiandong smiled slightly. "Although I don't know your specific situation, if you want to practice, there is no need to attend." He said. "There are different factions in the forum, and the practice methods are also different. If you learn all of them, you may be confused, and you will get nothing in the end."

The servant opened the door, and the two walked into the yard.

"What do you think of our Yuancheng School's exercises?" Wen Tiandong asked Zhao Xuehan.

"Very good." Zhao Xuehan said, and turned his head again, "Actually, I can't understand most of them. But the way of the Yuancheng School's lectures is very easy to understand, and the monks who demonstrate are also good at dancing swords. What's more, according to the The way Yuan Chengpai demonstrated, I seem to be able to..."

He remembered the moment when he blocked the monk's sword with his sword, and at the same time recalled the desire to kill in his heart just now, a sudden panic surged in his heart, and he couldn't help but shut up.

Wen Tiandong saw the worry in Zhao Xuehan's heart, and comforted him softly: "You don't have to worry. This body belongs to the Demon Lord, and you haven't practiced it before, so it's normal for some accidents to happen."

He rubbed his chin and thought about it: "If you really want to practice, the introductory way we sent should be more suitable for you."

Zhao Xuehan's eyes lit up: "Really?"

Wen Tiandong smiled: "Yuancheng School has many sword cultivators. Sword cultivators are very hostile, and they tend to go crazy after practicing for a long time. Therefore, I sent the introductory way to focus on meditation, and then go up to practice. I see your performance on the stage. It is true that you should practice the introductory mentality first, as for whether there is any result, you can look at it later."

Zhao Xuehan was happy in her heart, and kept nodding her head: "In that case, I'll go to Yuancheng School tomorrow to ask for a copy of their ideas."

Wen Tiandong smiled and poked Zhao Xuehan's forehead with his finger: "You'd better not go. If you go again, I will send those people to let you go? I still remember how to get started, and I will write a copy for you later. Practice slowly."

Zhao Xue nodded, thought for a while, and whispered, "Don't tell Yan Ke."

"Don't tell me what?" A voice came from behind.

Zhao Xuehan pursed his mouth.Wen Tiandong turned around and said with a smile, "You're back."

Yan Ke nodded.He was holding a paper bag in his hand, and he didn't know what he was doing when he went out.At this time, he was looking at Zhao Xuehan scrutinizingly.

"Xiaohan is discussing cultivation with me." Wen Tiandong said.

Zhao Xuehan hurriedly turned his head and gave Wen Tiandong a look.Wen Tiandong laughed and lowered his eyes.

"It doesn't matter." He said, "Xiaohan's energy channels in his body are not stable. I will write him the introductory way I sent him. It will be good for him to practice his mind." He looked up at Yan Ke, "If you want to It would be too unreasonable to object."

Yan Ke frowned slightly, as if thinking. "He can't practice anything," Yan Ke said, "I'm worried that Mr. Wen is wasting his time."

Zhao Xuehan was dissatisfied when he heard it, and was about to reply, but Wen Tiandong smiled and said, "I don't have a lot of ideas, so I can write them down soon. After that, he can just practice on his own, so why waste time talking about it?"

"But..." He frowned slightly, walked to Yan Ke's side, and spoke to him softly.Yan Ke's eyes suddenly changed.

He looked at Zhao Xuehan and seemed to sigh.

"If necessary, practice." Yan Ke said.

Zhao Xuehan blinked.He saw a hint of worry in Yan Ke's eyes. "I'll be fine." For some reason, this sentence popped out of Zhao Xuehan's mouth involuntarily, "Don't worry."

Yan Ke narrowed his eyes slightly, with an expression of "I want to see if you dare to do anything".

Zhao Xuehan stuck out his tongue.Although he said so just now, it is not up to him to decide whether or not something happens in the practice.

Wen Tiandong looked at the two and laughed again. "Teach Xiaohan some simple sword moves." He said to Yan Ke, "If his body doesn't move a little bit, it will probably rust off."

Yan Ke hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly.

"Teach the simple ones only," he said.

Wen Tiandong nodded.

Zhao Xuehan couldn't help but said: "So what if it's difficult to teach? I may not really be able to learn it. Don't always use this attitude..."

Yan Ke remained silent, took out a handful of amber walnuts from the paper bag, and gagged Zhao Xuehan's mouth.

Wen Tiandong quickly fell silent.The mentality is not long, only five thin pages.Yan Ke was worried, and after carefully reading it in front of Wen Tiandong, he handed it over to Zhao Xuehan.

"Meditate every day when you have free time, to get rid of distracting thoughts, just say it silently a few times in your heart." Wen Tiandong said.

"Is it that simple?" Zhao Xuehan asked.

"The beginning of cultivating the Tao is to cultivate Qi in meditation. If you want to keep your Qi channels unobstructed and your body full, there is really nothing difficult." Wen Tiandong said, "But if you want to reach a higher level later, you need to be patient and bear some hardships." .”

"However," he looked at Yan Ke and smiled, "If I really make you suffer, Yan Ke will have to peel off a few layers of my skin. So," he blinked, "for the slightly more difficult sword style, I will let him I taught you myself."

Yan Ke snorted, but didn't speak.

Zhao Xuehan looked at Yan Ke who was expressionless, and pursed his lips; "Will he really teach me seriously?"

"I don't know if I'm serious or not." Wen Tiandong smiled and patted Zhao Xuehan on the shoulder.

"But I'm sure he won't hurt you."