Slag Shou Cultivating Manual

After being relieved, for some reason, he still felt as if he was facing an enemy, his heart felt like a drum beating, and his footsteps were like stepping on cotton, erratic and unreal, but he didn't dare to entrust the weight of his body to the people around him.

He couldn't help turning his head to look at the distraught Liu Yihan. While feeling hateful, he also faintly felt that he was a bit pitiful.

He, who is still immature, still doesn't understand why a man who looks strong is so easily defeated by the appearance of one person.

Seeing that he was out of his mind and didn't know what was going on in his mind, Helang asked aloud and teased him, "What are you looking at? Why don't you stay and be with him?"

He was just joking at first, but maybe his usual calm expression was not suitable, or maybe his apprentice was too honest. After hearing him say that, his face, which had finally recovered, turned pale again, and his tone seemed to be With a crying voice, as if terrified, "No, no, no, Master, don't leave me—"

Helang felt guilty all of a sudden, he didn't know that Tu'er couldn't help being frightened, just such a sentence could make him cry like a fragile girl.

He bent his eyes, showed a comforting gesture, and told him patiently, "Master will not want you. You are a man, so don't be so weak in the future."

Jiang Hanzheng heard the master's lesson, his cheeks turned red immediately, his face became serious, he wiped away the remaining tears on his face, and lowered his head in shame, for fear that the master would despise him, but he just encountered a life-and-death moment, and he has never seen a big storm , so I was frightened for a while, and my emotions were out of control.If the master had come half a step later, he might have been killed.

He clenched his fists tightly, feeling weak all over his body, and realized his own weakness very deeply.

It is completely beyond his imagination that the master will come to him in person. How can he be favored by that person?Just because of the animal pill in his body?I'm afraid it is insignificant in his eyes, right?

Jiang Hanzheng's heart remained uneasy all the time, and he thought wildly for a long time. Finally, the phrase that Master would not want you echoed in his mind, which made him feel a little relieved.

He pressed his heart, thinking quietly, so his master is such a gentle person.Perhaps he had cultivated blessings in his previous life in exchange for meeting him in this life.

After calming down, he took a big step back, bowed slightly to thank Helang, and said goodbye by the way, "It's getting late, disciple, disciple is going back to practice and rest, thank you Master for saving us today, disciple—"

"The spiritual grass hasn't been watered yet." Helang interrupted, as if hinting at something.

"But—" Jiang Han raised his doubts, but he didn't dare to think too much, and immediately responded, "Your apprentice takes orders."

After he finished watering the spirit grass, he found that there was a restriction on the mountain peak, preventing him from going down the mountain.

Jiang Han was hesitating again and again, and boldly knocked on Master's door, but there was no response for a long time.

Is Master resting?Or are you doing something important?Would he disturb the purity of Master if he knocked on the door rashly?After this series of worries, the hand on the doorknob was withdrawn, and it drooped down. Just when Jiang Han was planning to stay outside for the night, a calm voice sounded.

"If you don't come in, sleep with the spirit herbs."

Jiang Han was hesitating very much. Helang knew how this kid was in awe of him, and he was also afraid that he would really sleep outside, so he immediately retracted these words that he would probably believe credulously, waved his hand, and a spirit rushed open the door, signaling let him in.

It was the first time he entered this residence, and even though he was nervous, he still mustered up his courage, "Please ask Master to release the restriction on the mountain, so that the apprentice can go down the mountain—"

Helang didn't seem to intend to let him leave so easily, he walked to the central incense burner without haste, and lit some soothing spices.

In an instant, the flickering sparks lit up, and a few wisps of smoke slowly rose from the incense burner, disappearing invisible in the air. Jiang Han was relaxing, but still couldn't figure out what the master was thinking. He opened his mouth cautiously, trying to ask again.

Helang was leisurely and complacent, and returned to him first, with a serious tone, as if warning: "It's getting dark, there are tigers eating people at the foot of the mountain, you can't go."

"...?"

This answer was obviously unexpected, making Jiang Hanzheng full of doubts.

No matter how ignorant he is, he will not be unaware that this is the territory of the sect, and it is impossible for tigers to appear for no reason, and if he stays on the mountain for such a reason, then he is too cowardly .

A superfluous conjecture appeared in his mind, and he thought in disbelief, isn't the master just teasing him?

Jiang Han was pinching his wrist awkwardly, and tentatively asked, "What should that apprentice do?"

"Of course I rest here." Helang replied to him as a matter of course.

Jiang Han was staring wide-eyed, looking even more at a loss, and seemed to want to refuse again.

"Are you so afraid of me? Why are you always so reserved?" Helang felt a rare displeasure in his heart. He approached him, squatted down slightly, and looked at him who was kneeling on the ground and saluted. There was a gap between them. Fist distance.

We have known each other for more than half a month, and the little apprentice is still so special when he sees him. Whenever he wants to get closer to him, he will show such a frightened expression as if he saw a jackal. He Lang thought about how he would treat him. The attitude is very friendly, and the face is not fierce, why is this child always afraid of him?

Looking at each other, Jiang Han lowered his eyes, pursed his mouth, and felt a sense of difficulty and bitterness. It wasn't that the master was not kind enough, it was because he treated himself too kindly for no reason, that made him feel flattered all the time, like living in a dream, worrying about gain and loss , I am afraid that if I relax a little, this dream is as fragile as a bubble, which will burst at the touch of a touch and turn into illusion.

"..." Helang rubbed his forehead, stood up, and withdrew his question, fearing that his behavior would make his apprentice think wildly, so he had to take him to the bedroom and let him rest earlier.

"The teacher is in the next room, just call me if you have something to do, the teacher is not angry." He Lang always spoke to him with a bit of playfulness, intending to tease him, but the little apprentice didn't seem to think much, Just ask him, "Master, do you rest too?"

His cultivation base is low, and he is still a mortal body, so he still needs to sleep and rest to maintain his body's energy, but the master's cultivation base has already stepped into a half-immortal for him, and he will never feel sleepy or tired. So his rest made him slightly curious.

"Yeah." Helang didn't explain much, but he also knew that his living habits were a bit strange in the eyes of cultivators.

Although the body does not need sleep, but he is used to the life of mortals, he still does not want to live a life that does not rest day and night, he always needs some time to calm himself down every night.

Jiang Han is looking around. This is a spacious and elegantly furnished room. All the appliances are top-grade, but they are not brand new. The master lives alone, but the room is neatly visited, and the bedding on the bed is complete without leaving a speck of dust. It was packed in advance.

There was an unspeakable feeling in his heart, which made Jiang Hanzheng feel as if his heart was filled with soft cotton, and the lips could not be suppressed, and finally turned into a few laughter, lying comfortably on the bed, hugging him tightly in his arms. Rubbing and rubbing the soft bedding, staring at the roof, I fell asleep at some point.

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☆、Five elements practice

The next day, when Helang got up together, he saw the busy figure of the little apprentice, holding a piece of rag in his hand, wiping the table and chairs. Looking sideways, he saw that warm water, towels, tooth wood and jade combs were already prepared beside his bed. , even the headband and tiara were put out, it seems that the thought is very delicate.

Helang always woke up early, but looking at the clean and spotless room and the rearranged furnishings, the little apprentice must have gotten up before dawn.

Jiang Han was just finishing cleaning the tables and chairs that were already clean. He turned his head inadvertently, and saw that the person on the bed was already awake and was still staring at him with great interest. He panicked all of a sudden, bent over and saluted repeatedly: "Master, good morning, Disciple has already watered the spiritual grass."

Helang nodded and got out of bed. His clothes were not in order, but he didn't care. When he walked in front of Jiang Han, his close-fitting clothes were still half open, revealing half of his white chest. Not daring to take another look, he twisted the corner of his clothes nervously with his fingers.

"Do you know why the teacher asked you to water the spiritual grass every day?"

Jiang Han asked "Ah?", frowned and pondered for a while, then finally shook his head, "I'm stupid, I hope Master will guide me."

He felt that he was suitable for these menial tasks, and that the arrangement by his master was right, and it would be too condescending for his master to teach him how to cultivate, which he never dared to think about.

Helang said no more, put on his robe, and brought him to Lingtian.

With Jiang Hanzheng's careful care, the plants in the spiritual field are growing gratifyingly, more lush than when they first arrived, and full of aura, even if there is no wind blowing, they seem to have spiritual consciousness, and they shake slightly Wake up, such a large expanse of spirit grass fills this place with a kind of exuberant wood aura, with little fluorescent lights permeating it, which has a special aesthetic feeling.

"You are exposed to spirit grass every day, so you must be familiar with wood aura, and wood can make fire, so it happens that you have a powerful fire force in your body. If you can start to practice from wood aura, the effect will be twice the result with half the effort." Helang said in front of him. A spiritual herb came down and was handed to his side.

Jiang Han was opening his eyes slightly, took the faintly glowing spirit grass, held his breath with concentration, exerted strength in his dantian, and faintly felt the existence of spirit energy, but it was difficult to absorb it.

And Helang just breathed lightly, and he could feel the aura rushing towards him. He stretched out his hand to hold Jiang Hanzheng's wrist, and sent him the aura, so that he could feel more, and explained to him that he was thinking about it for him. "The five spiritual roots have always been called waste spiritual roots by the world, because people's spiritual roots are messy and difficult to absorb spiritual energy, unlike single spiritual roots, which can directly cultivate energy into the body. But for Master thinks that if every one of the five spiritual roots can absorb the spiritual energy evenly, maybe you can cultivate all the five elements."

"In the five elements, mutual generation and mutual restraint, strong wood can make fire, and then it can be stubborn; strong water can make wood, and then it can release its power; strong metal can make water, and strong soil can make gold. You first learn to use wood aura to catalyze the fire aura in your body, It will be much easier to refine other auras, but the amount of these five auras needs to be carefully controlled, otherwise the fire will burn more, the wood will shrink, the water will sink and the gold will sink, and the gold will change the earth... This series of balance After being broken, the aura may stagnate."

The five spirit roots have long been abandoned by the world as waste spirit roots. Naturally, no one with advanced cultivation will spend their minds on these unnecessary things, but it is impossible for Helang to give up just like that, so he had to look for solutions in various classics. , After studying for a long time, I came up with such a method, which may have a miraculous effect on Wulinggen.

Jiang Han was suddenly enlightened when he heard that, and his heart was pounding nervously. If he could really practice the five elements together, no matter what kind of exercises he met, he would be able to deal with them with ease. Wouldn't it be called invincible?

So, for half a month, Master has been painstakingly looking for a way of cultivation for a mediocre person like him?

Helang smiled at the little disciple, and then warned him.

The effect of this method is extremely slow, and it takes too long compared to other people's cultivation speed, but the foundation will also be solidly laid. If you want to cultivate solidly without falling behind others, you can only put in several times more effort than others .

Having said that, Helang had already calculated several times in his mind, thinking about finding another way to improve his disciple's cultivation level.Xiu, the time in the real world is long, and the years may even be in the blink of an eye. It is impossible for him to stay here for hundreds of years and accompany his disciples to cultivate into immortals.

Jiang Hanzheng listened to his warning, nodded repeatedly, and didn't care about these shortcomings, as long as he had the opportunity to practice, he was satisfied, how could he want to compare with anyone, or even surpass anyone.

Helang gave all the exercises and spirit stones in the Qiankun bag to Jiang Hanzheng without any secrets.

Even if Jiang Hanzheng couldn't fully understand what these things were, he knew that they must be of great value. Such a light bag instantly weighed a thousand catties in his hands.

Helang took out his handkerchief and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and patted the top of his head helplessly, "Master should be kind to you, you don't have to."

Jiang Han was rubbing his wet eyes, and nodded vigorously. After the master left, he touched the top of his head touched by him just now, and deeply sniffed the wrist he held, as if that There was still a trace of his cold fragrance left on it. After smelling it, his mood became more and more soothing. Holding the spirit grass in his hand tightly, he seemed to feel that the road ahead was calm and bright.

Jiang Han was learning how to practice, so he followed the teachings of his master and began to practice diligently. He didn't feel bored in the practice of repeatedly training Qi into the body. It wasn't until the sky was dark that He Lang noticed it and called him to stop and rest .

Before he knew it, it was already twilight, and Helang always felt that there was something missing and he hadn't done anything, and finally found out that they hadn't eaten all day.

He can't feel hungry, but what about Jiang Hanzheng?Not to mention that he has been cultivating here all day, without taking in a drop of water or eating a single meal, yet he never complains or mentions a single word, and his body can no longer feel the hunger, so he forgot this time for a while. thing.

He blamed himself a little, knocked his brain a little, and went into the back hall to toss some dishes.

Just as Jiang Han stopped practicing, his body was suddenly flooded with exhaustion, and his whole body was weak, hungry, and he just wanted to go back and rest quickly.

But at this time, the master stopped him. He thought that the master had something to teach, so he braced himself up and listened to the lecture, but he didn't expect him to take off his luxurious robe, waved to him and sat down at the table After that, he served several steaming dishes, and served him with his own hands.

There was a lot of turmoil in Jiang Hanzheng's heart. Countless questions lingered in his mind but he didn't dare to ask them. When he saw Master preparing meals for him, he was already so surprised that he couldn't keep his mouth shut. Said that the master still sat beside him with a calm expression, took up the bamboo chopsticks, and held a chopsticks dish for him.

"What are you looking at? Eat quickly."

Jiang Hanzheng had mixed feelings in his heart. After suffering for a long time, he picked up the rice bowl tremblingly and took a few mouthfuls. The dishes were refreshing, delicious and delicious.Master actually has such a skill?

Even if the food in his mouth is just simple ingredients, it is as expensive as a delicacy at this time, not to mention that he has been eating and sleeping in the open for a long time. After coming to the sect, he also eats steamed buns and vegetables every day like the outer disciples, and sometimes he will be disqualified by the older ones. The disciples snatched the food, so they could only go hungry for one or two meals. It had been a long time since they had eaten such delicious food.

Jiang Han was savoring the taste carefully, but it was difficult to swallow for a while, as if a choke was stuck in his throat.

Helang noticed his strange expression and didn't want to go anywhere else. He also pondered a little bit that although he wasn't good at cooking, it shouldn't be too difficult for him to eat, at least he didn't think there was a problem when he ate.

He took two mouthfuls of food, but he didn't know how to get the little apprentice to put down his chopsticks, and his eyes became watery again.

"Master, you don't have to... force yourself to eat for the sake of your disciples."

Helang was a little puzzled, but he quickly understood.

Jiang Hanzheng thought that he was eating with him specially to make him adapt to life, and the food in the world would only be regarded as filthy in the body, affecting the cultivation of the spiritual body, so people like him who cultivate immortals have always been somewhat taboo about eating ,

However, Helang didn't care much about these taboos. He was already in a high position, and he didn't know anything about the world. He just needed to slowly recover to his original level of cultivation, and he didn't need to care about it like ordinary practitioners. , besides, an excessively high level of cultivation is not necessarily a good thing, he is unwilling to completely change his living habits for these reasons.

It's just that he has always felt deeply in his heart that he can be considered a person when he has emotions such as relaxation and fatigue, joy, anger and sorrow, brotherhood, and desire for tongue and tongue, right?

He paused, smiled helplessly, and said that he had lost his soul, and even his emotions and desires were not complete, so what qualifications did he have to talk about how to be a human being.

After the meal was over, Jiang Han was cleaning up the dishes quickly, and wanted to go back to his dormitory as if running away.

He was afraid that if he stayed here for a long time, he would be nostalgic for this extra warmth and care that he shouldn't have.

It's just that Helang didn't give him a chance to escape, seeing that the more he wanted to stay away from him, the more he wanted to get closer to him.

"What are you going to do when you go back? How can you have a good rest when you fall asleep in the Datong shop of your outer disciple? This is not conducive to your cultivation. You should stay."

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☆, House of Indetermination

Persuaded by his master to stay and rest in his small building, Jiang Hanzheng's back was straightened, his body was stiff, and his heart was extremely entangled. It seemed that there was a steelyard swinging left and right. It was difficult to make a decision. Even though he wanted to stay, his reason was quietly Advise him to leave, he should not disturb Master anymore.

The master has treated him so well, and he is completely satisfied. There was something special yesterday, and there should be no such transgressions after it can be done.

Thinking of this, he firmly rejected Master's kindness.

Helang had already thought of his attitude like this, and he wasn't surprised at all. He didn't intend to say too much, but just replied lightly, "There are restrictions on the mountain, and you can't go down without the teacher's permission."

This is indeed the most important problem. Jiang Hanzheng showed a look of frustration all of a sudden, knowing that he would always be under the control of his master.

Now he couldn't leave even if he wanted to, so he had to stay here with peace of mind, but secretly found a reason for himself in his heart: Today is because the master taught him how to cultivate, so he stayed here... It can't be overstepped.

Keenly aware that Jiang Han was compromising, Helang raised the corners of his mouth. The defense of the person in front of him was being breached layer by layer, which made his heart feel a little more relaxed, and his face was so happy that his usually cold face was gentle He stood up, and when his eyes were slightly bent, there was even a hint of water in the eyes.

Jiang Hanzheng knew that the master really loved him, so he also took advantage of the situation to show a state of dependence, letting himself take a step closer to the master, and only hoped that the person in front of him would not see through his thoughts.

Obedient children are always the most painful, Helang rubbed Jiang Hanzheng's hair naturally, and sighed: "This is the good boy."

This boy is only in his teens. When other children are still enjoying the support and love of his family, he can only live on the street, living a life without a meal. It would be a lie to say that you don't feel sorry for high-level spirit beasts chasing and killing them.

However, Helang couldn't help thinking, if he hadn't offered to help at that time, but had stood by and let Bai Lingzhi rescue him, then wouldn't the child have such admiration for him, and would have given this Gratitude and respect are transferred to that girl?So will he still come to Tianshan School and worship him as a teacher?

Helang fell into deep thought, and his complexion changed slightly. In the end, he could only praise Guatu. Its idea really provided convenience for him at this time.

Jiang Hanzheng didn't know what he was thinking, and put his mind on the palm above his head, lowered his head and didn't dare to look at the man's face, just quietly enjoying the warm touch from the palm of that palm, For a moment, the scalp was numb, the bases of the ears were hot, and the cheeks were flushed.

Helang regained his senses and withdrew his hand, but saw that his apprentice was sweating on his forehead, his cheeks were flushed, and he was biting his lips tightly as if he was enduring some emotion. Helang thought that he was sick due to overwork, so he asked a question with concern.

Jiang Hanzheng shook his head immediately, repeatedly saying that he was fine, and finally said a word, with a weak mosquito, "I have never been a greedy person, and I don't expect so much."

Helang was slightly stunned, still pondering the meaning of his words, when he saw that the kid was like a rabbit, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

He rubbed his forehead slightly, and smiled helplessly, thinking that he might have a generation gap with him, why are young boys of this age so sensitive, why can't they speak out with their worries in mind?

……

Jiang Han returned to the room as if fleeing, and took a closer look at the room again. On the table were the books prepared by Master for him, on the table were the teacups he had drunk, and in the cabinet there were also several sets newly ordered by Master for him after he thought his clothes were rough. His clothes, there are traces of him everywhere, as if this room belongs to him.

Thinking of the various behaviors of the master, it is not difficult to guess his intention. He wants to let himself have a favorable environment for cultivation, and stay away from those outer disciples at the foot of the mountain, so as to prevent his weak self from being bullied by others and dare not speak up.

He wiped his tears quietly, a place in his heart seemed to collapse instantly, he knew that he had nothing to repay, and his talent was dull, so he could only put in a thousand times more effort in cultivation, but he hadn't even grasped the essentials of Qi training, let alone It is said to further absorb Qi into the body.

Even if he always keeps in mind the law that the five elements restrain each other that his master taught him, it is useless. He is forced to stop practicing Qi every day. After a month, he is extremely distressed, and the initial enthusiasm for fighting has been wiped out. , Self-doubting whether this is because I am really stupid, it is really like what those people said, a waste spirit root is a waste spirit root, no matter how popular it is, it will accomplish nothing.

He thought of his younger brother, Wuding Daoist, who often teaches apprentices, and may have unique insights and experience in the foundation of cultivation.

Thinking up to this point, he didn't hold back, and immediately took Jiang Hanzheng to his junior brother's cave.

"Master, what is this?" Jiang Han was a little nervous after not leaving the mountain for a long time.

"You haven't been able to refine Qi into your body for a long time, and you're not good at imparting experience as a teacher, so I'll take you to find Daoist Wuding to find some methods."

He can make some generalizations by himself, but it is not enough to talk about teaching, and the original body does not seem to be very proficient in teaching apprentices. The last apprentice he accepted was able to achieve something because of his own talent, and he was loved by him so much. But it doesn't have much to do with his teaching.

In fact, Jiang Han was only delaying this matter for more than a month, and it is common for ordinary practitioners to delay for several years in refining qi into the body, but He Lang is eager and unwilling to let his disciples fall behind.

During this period of time, the memory of the original body would emerge from time to time, and Helang also gradually understood Wuding's temperament. He felt that he was cheerful, although he was occasionally rough, but his temper was actually docile and reliable. That's why he wanted to Ask him.

Wuding Daoist's mansion is not as quiet as Helang's, and it is not far from the sect, so there are quite a lot of disciples who come and go to work, and Wuding himself has a lot of apprentices, so his territory naturally seems It's much more lively.

Across the lush vegetation and blooming flowers in front of him is the Wuding Cave Mansion. Only then did he take a step, the air in front of him twisted slightly, and a barrier shone slightly, as if raindrops fell on the water surface, creating a circle of ripples .

Helang knew that this was a restriction similar to a doorbell. As long as someone approached, the master would know immediately, so he continued to dig in as usual, but Jiang Hanzheng had never seen anything in the world, and he was already afraid when he saw the magnificent courtyard outside. Get up, let alone see such a formation at this time.

Helang had no choice but to hold his apprentice's timidity, so he could only gently pinch his wrist, and lead him through the formation in front of the door. The journey was unimpeded, and he walked quickly. Jiang Han was also sticking to his side with a reddish face, tending keep up.

From a long distance, the two of them saw Daoist Wuding lying half-lying on a soft chair in a disfigured manner. Although he was born as youthful as his disciples, he already looked lazy and wanted to live his life in peace. A few disciples under his seat waited on him. Behind him were apprentices who were shaking fans to enjoy the coolness, and others who were pinching his legs and beating his back, and serving tea and water. There was a female apprentice half-kneeling on the ground, beating his leg bones with a low eyebrow and pleasing to the eye. Happy life.

In order to be able to assume the position of master, Helang also put in a lot of hard work. When the apprentice was practicing hard, he also accompanied him. Over the past month, his cultivation level has slowly improved, but the apprentice still has nothing to do. He is also worried about the progress. The gap between physical talents is not so easy to fill.

Looking aside, a few apprentices were reciting the lengthy formula clearly, looking very cute, staring nervously at the expression of their master, for fear that he would be dissatisfied.Wuding didn't know if he had heard it, he just shook his head as if listening to a tune, and nodded from time to time.

This situation is really different from his deserted cave, and Helang couldn't help feeling a little envious when he saw it, staring at those well-behaved and obedient disciples, and sighed a little, he didn't expect the junior to get along with the apprentice so well, unlike him, There will also be some worries about it.He is just such a little apprentice, and his mind is more delicate and sensitive than ordinary people. He can only find a way to make him more resolute, at least not even dare to look at him.

Jiang Han was seeing the master staring at the good-looking and high-strength senior brothers and sisters in front of him. He tugged on the master, as if he wanted to remind him to say hello to Wuding Daoist, but in the end he hesitated to speak, feeling that I am not qualified to take care of these matters of the master, so I can only droop my shoulders and stop talking.

Helang glanced at him lightly, and he tugged at the hem of his clothes again. Seeing that the people in front of him were ashamed of themselves, the master only accepted him, and he was still so unbelievable that he needed the master to help him every day. Take care, now that the master has met the apprentices of Daoist Wuding, he must be disgusted with him. If he really accepts other senior brothers and sisters into the master's sect, what should he do with himself who is already inconspicuous?

Thinking of this, his eyes became hot again, fearing that he would embarrass his master, Jiang Han was quickly wiping his face with his sleeve indiscriminately.

He was only in his early ten years old, and his body was thin and thin, let alone shrinking into a ball in front of these people, standing stiffly on the side, looking really pitiful, it was hard for Helang not to notice him exception.

Helang had a guilty conscience. At that moment, he really envied his junior for having these filial disciples, but when he saw his little disciple again, all the thoughts in his mind dissipated again. Well, how could he look for other people who have nothing to do with this matter? He has no second thoughts about it.

He embraced Jiang Hanzheng's weak shoulders, and whispered comfortingly, "You...don't worry."

Wuding watched the interaction between master and apprentice, raised his eyebrows, and greeted him enthusiastically without saying anything.

"Hey! What kind of fairy wind has blown senior brother here! The fluffy pimples are shining, the fluffy pimples are shining!"

The author has something to say: the small attack is still very weak in the early stage, and Lang Lang automatically turns on the cub protection mode.I really still feel like Lang Lang is raising a child, when can I have a relationship and have a blast (fake)

☆, empathy (not)

Helang asked for indecision, and his attitude was naturally not as indifferent as Naxin's treatment of him, so he also smiled a little and nodded repeatedly.

It seemed that he was not used to seeing seniors who showed good looks towards him, Wuding stared at him blankly for a moment, coughed dryly, but in the end he was in a good mood, so he cut straight to the point, "Everything goes to the Three Treasures Hall. Brother Qinggao came to see me just to reminisce about the past."

"Indeed." Helang nodded and told him the situation.

Wuding had heard about his senior brother accepting a Wulinggen as an apprentice for a long time, and he was shocked by it at the beginning, and refused to believe it.

When he saw someone this time, he immediately looked up and down Jiang Hanzheng curiously, trying to find some reason from him, but he didn't see any merits, his body was not strong, he had no aura, and his eyes were shrinking. Doesn't seem to be a person with air.

Disappointed in Wuding's heart, he finally accepted that the senior brother did accept a mediocre person to get started, which was unavoidably contemptuous and mean.

He always only pays attention to young people with excellent spiritual roots. He doesn't know how to look at those who have four spiritual roots and useless spiritual roots. Even racking his brains, he couldn't figure out why the senior brother would make such a move.

Besides, Wuding never expected that the senior brother would entrust him with him. He thought it was some important matter, but he didn't expect it to be these trivial matters.

The senior brother took in two apprentices, and he couldn't help but compare the two. He remembered that at this age, the senior disciple's first disciple had already shown his sharpness, and had a majestic attitude, but this one, I don't know when and what year It took only Yue to cultivate to build a foundation, and the gap between the two was really like a cloud of mud.

Such a spiritual root is not suitable for cultivation at all, and naturally it will not even be able to refine qi. This is reasonable, and it is unnecessary to ask him for advice.

Wuding spoke straight to the point, and didn't know how to be euphemistic, so he immediately asked, "Senior brother, are you too old to lose your head? You also accept this kind of stuff, even if it's not even half as good as Kong Huai, you won't achieve anything if you teach it carefully." , isn’t it normal for a waste spirit root to be unable to refine Qi into the body? That kid Kong Huai is indeed remarkable, you can pet him, but why is such a waste spirit root worth your attention?”

When he finished the first sentence, Helang's complexion had already darkened slightly, and he had a deep understanding of his junior brother's unrestrained speech.

Although these words are ugly, they are also to the point. I believe the disciples who are waiting on the side think the same way.

Even though Jiang Hanzheng knew how unbearable he was, but listening to it now, it was as if his newly scabbed wound had been torn open again, and the blood was dripping in the air, and he felt ashamed.

He kept pinching the hem of his clothes cautiously. After being looked down upon by his uncle, he immediately wanted to lean behind his master to find a little comfort, but he didn't care whether his master thought so, so the hand that was stretched out to him stopped in mid-air, Not up or down, at a loss, looked at the frown between Master's brows in fear.

"Don't scare him." Helang frowned slightly, but reproached Wuding in a low voice, his eyes full of disapproval.

Can you speak bluntly with such exaggerated words?Talent is the same thing as appearance, and it is not up to him to decide. If he just relies on it, he will feel sad.

Helang grasped Jiang Hanzheng's hand that was awkwardly standing beside him, as a gesture of comfort, then looked up at Wuding, "If you don't want to, I won't force you."

Wuding rubbed his nose, realized that what he said was a little blunt, and he started to blame him for causing the senior brother to be so protective. He felt guilty for a while, and his tone changed, "I have some suitable for new disciples here. Na Qi Pill, the effect is just as the name suggests, as long as you take the elixir and start to refine Qi, the meridians in the body will be dredged a lot, and you will be able to find the secret of Qi refining after using it together, it is much more convenient than refining Qi into the body out of thin air ...and I am the only one who owns this medicine..."

As he spoke, he groped from his bosom for a while, and took out dozens of bottles of elixir. It seemed that there was a magic weapon hidden in his bosom.

There must be a mistake first, the generous shot at this time finally made Helang calm down a little, and his face softened again when facing him, he took all the pills and put them all in the Qiankun bag he gave to his little apprentice.

Wuding shook his head, and drank a cup of tea leisurely, "Yes, senior brother always treats his apprentices like his own son, which is very good, but I have to advise you, be careful and raise a white-eyed wolf, how old is senior brother at that time?" Panacea and talismans were thrown at him, Huai'er and Huai'er yelled every day, but then they went down the mountain without turning their heads, leaving you alone in seclusion..."

Helang became speechless the more he listened, and immediately interrupted, "You're the one who talks too much."

It's not that they are alone, there are disciples, big and small, around them, why can't they keep their mouths shut, and talk nonsense.

However, it is obvious that the disciples around Wuding are used to his master's temperament, or they have already known these things clearly.

Helang subconsciously looked down at Jiang Hanzheng, and saw that he was flipping through the Qiankun bag in a precious way, without saying a word, and lowered his head to stroke the lines on the cloth bag, as if he hadn't heard Wuding at all.

It was only when he was on his way back home that he put down the Qiankun bag and asked softly, "Master, can I ask a question? Who is Kong Huai? Senior brother?" Obviously, he was not sure about those words. He listened to it, and had been so obsessed with the name Kong Huai that he hadn't made a sound for so long, and now he couldn't help but speak.

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