Slag Shou Cultivating Manual

Head, trying to make the brain clearer, trying not to let the pain be stronger than his own will.

At this moment, several silver lights flashed in the air. He raised his eyes and saw that Jiang Hanzheng rushed out with the Kunwu sword in his hand. He suddenly jumped forward, held the sword in both hands, and raised it high, taking advantage of the strange beast's attack. When the attention was on Helang, he stabbed it hard at the back of the neck.

Its whole body is covered with scales, which are extremely hard, but Kunwu is indeed sharp. When Jiang Hanzheng thrusts it down with all his strength, the scales instantly cracked and then shattered, revealing the soft skin underneath. The tip of the sword penetrated a foot deep into the back of the neck.

The body of the strange beast trembled violently, the terrifying man turned his eyes upwards, and violently swung his body, knocking the two of them away.

Helang quickly grabbed Jiang Hanzheng by the back collar, and led him away from the strange beast, but the strange beast had been entangled with him for a long time, and had already held a grudge against him. belly.

Helang had no choice but to use himself as a bait to attract its attention, and patted Jiang Hanzheng behind it, taking advantage of it's loss of defense, by surprise, and caught it off guard.

Jiang Hanzheng couldn't say that he had a heart-to-heart with him, but he also understood the meaning of the master in an instant, and immediately flew up into the air, holding a sword flower, and the sword radiated light, like thousands of cold stars, showering on it.

Helang was a little surprised, staring at the resolute expression on his face, feeling relieved.

At the moment of danger, Jiang Hanzheng was also under great pressure, his swordsmanship was fast and accurate, every move left no room for it, all of them were killer moves.

The strange beast's eyes were stabbed, and it ran wildly, pounced forward, and forced Helang to the cliff. A mass of spiritual power gathered in front of his chest, and shot straight in Helang's direction.

Jiang Han was too late to catch up, unable to lend a helping hand, and when he was desperately stepping in the air, his brain was already roaring.

Helang's eyes blurred for a moment, and when he looked carefully, he was locked on by this group of spiritual power.

His brain was working quickly, and he clearly knew that he could not dodge at this time, but if he went directly to meet him and hit him head-on with all his strength, there was a high chance that the beast would fall down.

He reckoned that the beast was stabbed in the back of the neck and the top of the head, was stabbed blind, and had reached the end of the road.

No more hesitation, his legs were slightly different, his heart sank, and he went all out to search out all the spiritual power in his dantian. He pressed his palms together, and all the spiritual power poured out from his palms. The collision of the beasts burst out a huge light.

The spiritual power enough to shake the heavens and the earth caused Qingqu Mountain to move slightly, and the new trees in the dense forest turned their backs one after another, disturbing the birds and insects in the forest, and they came out of their nests.

Jiang Hanzheng fell to his knees on the ground with weak legs. He was forced to lie down on the ground because of the blinding light. When he thought of Master, his heart stopped beating. Don't dare to think about it.

When the light dissipated, there was a loud bang of a heavy object falling to the ground. Jiang Hanzheng opened his eyes immediately, seeing the body of the strange beast fall, and rushed up immediately.

Helang's whole body was sore, and his viscera were bursting with pain. He took a few short breaths, and found that his limbs were weak, so he just lay down like this, and slightly circulated his spiritual power to repair the wound, so as not to scare the little apprentice with the wound on his body.

To be honest, he was still frustrated for a while. He originally thought that his cultivation base was high enough to allow him to focus on doing tasks without caring about his own cultivation. , There is never too much power.

Seeing the master lying on the ground covered in blood, Jiang Hanzheng's eyes were about to burst. He rushed to him and knelt down. His eyes were swollen and painful. He wanted to help him up, but he didn't dare to touch him, for fear of touching him. to his wound.

Master has always been so fluent, he handles everything with ease, and has never faced any difficulties. When has he ever been so embarrassed?Jiang Hanzheng received a lot of shock, his brain hurts, he took out all the wound medicine in the ring at a loss, and wiped it on him without any explanation.

Cooperating with Helang's own spiritual power, his wound showed signs of healing in less than half a cup of tea.

During this period, a crystal clear and round white bead burst out from the body of the strange beast, rising slowly, as if it was going to ascend to the sky by the wind.

Helang waved lightly, then took it off in mid-air, looked carefully, and sighed in his heart.

It turned out that the bodhi seed left in Qingqu Mountain was swallowed by this beast, no wonder it is so powerful and powerful to dominate the mountain.

"It's really easy to come by."

Most of the depression in Helang's heart dissipated, and a smile appeared on his face, but Jiang Hanzheng was obviously still in a bad mood. He was staring at this bodhi seed, wondering what he was thinking, and continued to paint a lot of ink on his master in a muffled voice. There is no wound medicine, I hope it can have some curative effect.

Although Helang has healed the flesh wounds with spiritual power, the internal organs cannot be recuperated in a short time. Jiang Han is staring at himself closely, and his brows have not been loosened for a moment. He looks very worried. Helang looks at his whole body. Everyone became serious, fearing that he would be too worried, so he endured the pain in his internal organs for a moment, swallowed the blood in his throat, and smiled, "Don't worry, I'm fine as a teacher."

Jiang Hanzheng gritted his teeth, obviously didn't believe his words, and was even slightly annoyed at him for forcing himself so much, "Master, it's better to take more medicine, or take this bodhi seed, maybe it can heal immediately."

Of course, it is impossible for Helang to use the bodhi seed for his own use. With a slightly stern face, he looked serious, "Are you questioning the teacher? A teacher can heal wounds without the bodhi seed, but you, hurry up and use it .”

The Bodhisattva was light brown in Helang's palm, but it was wrapped in a faint light. When you look closely, it is radiant, and you can tell it is extraordinary at a glance. It is obvious that it is very tempting to every monk.

Such a treasure, the master didn't even think about it, and directly handed it over to him, how could he stand up to the master's kindness?Jiang Hanzheng knew that he deserved it.

Helang knew what he was thinking, so he just continued to coax: "Hey, eat quickly."

Master's whispers seem to be casted by immortals. Jiang Hanzheng will always listen to him unconsciously, but as long as he thinks that this thing was obtained in exchange for Master's injury, he feels full of respect for this bodhi child and himself. Disgusted, always harboring a grudge, unacceptable.

No matter how softly the master coaxed him, he never let go, bit his lips tightly, clenched his fists, stiffened his body and refused to move, and insisted on his attitude, "The bodhisattva is too precious, the disciple is low The body can't bear it, so I asked Master to use it."

As he spoke, he was about to bend down, if it wasn't for Helang who supported him, he might have knelt down.

Helang rubbed his forehead, feeling a little headache, it turns out that being too obedient is not a good thing.

As soon as he changed his expression, he squeezed Jiang Hanzheng's shoulders, raised the round and shiny bodhi seed, and switched to another method, and said slowly: "If you use it as a teacher, you will immediately practice in closed doors for hundreds of years. Then ascend to heaven and leave you alone in the world, how about that? Okay?"

Jiang Hanzheng's eyelashes fluttered a few times, and he blinked hard.

It is a good thing for Master to be able to ascend, but for him, how can he live in a world without Master?He was very entangled, even though he already knew his reluctance in his heart, he didn't dare to say such treasonous words that he didn't want his master to ascend.

"This, Master... You, you want to keep me in the world?" Jiang Hanzheng's lips lost all blood in an instant, and his eyes stared at Helang without blinking for a moment. His eyes moved slightly, dry and red.

Helang was stared at by the young disciple with red eyes, his scalp was numb, and he waved his hands repeatedly, "It's just a joke."

But obviously his method is very effective, Jiang Hanzheng did not refuse any more, and took the bodhi seed and swallowed it as if he had figured out something.

It's just that after he took the bodhi seeds, he changed his normal state, stopped talking, and told him in a low voice that he wanted to cultivate in this precious place.

Qingqu Mountain is indeed a good place, and after the disappearance of the alien beast, it is much safer. He Lang felt relieved, and the master and apprentice went back to the sect, Jiang Hanzheng packed up the simple baggage and went to Qingqu Mountain to practice alone For a period of time, let Master not worry about it.

Knowing that this is an important process in the growth of a teenager, even though Helang is concerned about it, he let him go to practice on his own.

On the first day the little apprentice left, Helang did miss him a lot, but his life did not become idle because of it.

For some reason, as if he knew that his apprentice had left his side, Immortal Wuding came to the door on time the next day to find Helang, and invited him to visit his house.

Helang's kindness is hard to get rid of, and he can spend a day at his house happily.

The next day, Wuding invited him to enjoy the scenery on the highest watchtower in Tianshan Mountain, or asked him to change his face to paint in the art gallery in the village at the foot of the mountain.

Helang was a little puzzled, always felt that he seemed to be trying to please him, but Wuding's temperament was so unbearable to be lonely, so he didn't think about it, but whenever he refused the invitation, Wuding would still insist on visiting.

On this day, Wuding prepared a table of food and wine in Najie. When he came to Helang's mansion, he set it up and asked him to drink together. Feeling ashamed for being so presumptuous as a practitioner, seeing Wuding again is like forgetting that a practitioner does not eat grains, eating happily, changing wine cups, and could not bear to persuade: "Wine and meat have passed through the intestines, junior brother, don't be greedy. "

"We are practitioners, not monks! Besides, for the sake of cultivation, I haven't tasted food for many years. Isn't it enough to satisfy my cravings?"

In the face of the rascal's snarky, righteous tone, He Lang couldn't argue with him, so he planned to chase the guest away.

"Are you free, Junior Brother? You come to my house to bother me every day, and you don't have an apprentice to teach you?"

Wuding blinked his eyes, and drank another glass of wine, "Isn't it because I'm afraid that my senior brother will be left alone and I will be lonely and desolate in the cave."

"You have something to hide." Helang looked him in the eyes and said affirmatively.

Master Wuding paused with the wine glass in his hand, hesitated for a while, and finally confessed, "It's not a secret...but these days I've been disturbing your cleanliness, oh no, it's to take care of you, your little apprentice asked Yu mine."

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☆, breaking through foundation building

After hearing Wuding's frank confession, Helang realized that when he returned to Tianshan that day, the little apprentice was worried that he would not be used to not being able to serve him, so he begged Wuding to take care of him if he was free, and let him I don't feel bored,

Wuding originally liked to play around, and he wanted to take Helang with him for a long time, but seeing that his heart was always hanging on his apprentice, he didn't want to disturb him. This time is a good opportunity, besides, then The little apprentice's attitude is really sincere, and he always thinks of his master in his heart, thinking about him, even has the courage to come to him alone, Wuding naturally cannot refuse.

Helang's heart warmed slightly because of this, lightly held up the wine glass with his index finger, recalled his apprentice, and realized that he hadn't seen his apprentice for a month.

This daily itinerary was filled to the brim by Wuding, and he really didn't think about his apprentice for a while, when he thought of it at this moment, his heart was a little confused, he just felt that he had not fulfilled his responsibility as a master.

Ever since Tu'er came to him, he has not been separated from him for more than a day. This time, he is alone. I don't know how he lives and eats on the mountain, and will he be in danger?Why not say a word, not even a sound transmission?Could it be an accident?

With this thought, Helang stood up with the support of the table, couldn't hold back any longer, felt extremely ashamed, and brought a lot of cooked fruits up the mountain to visit.

Since the strange beast was killed by them last time, most of the perennial haze on Qingqu Mountain has dissipated, and it looks a little less dignified. After the villagers at the foot of the mountain heard that the monster entrenched on the top of the mountain was killed, finally a woodcutter dared to go up the mountain Pedestrians who want to go to work don't have to make long detours, so that the mountain is not so desolate.

Relying on the breath of the items he left behind, Helang quickly found his trace with magic weapons.

This period of time was neither long nor short. Jiang Hanzheng looked as if he was the same as before, but there was something more between his calm brows and eyes, as if he had experienced a subtle growth.

Helang watched quietly for a while, and found that he was immersed in cultivation all the time, and looked at the slightly rising weeds around him, as well as his slightly stiff posture, and there was no trace of his life around him, he might have been here all the time. Meditate and never stop.

He squinted his eyes, observed carefully, and found that the aura around him was more than a little bit stronger. He Lang had a vague thought in his heart, could it be that he didn't eat or drink during the half month?He has already broken through the foundation building, so he is bigu, so he no longer eats?

A mixed feeling of relief and helplessness made Helang's throat choke. He noticed that the breath around him began to fluctuate. He was afraid that he would go mad if he continued, so he immediately cast a magic circle to wake him up from the world of practice.

Seeing the face of the master again, Jiang Hanzheng's absent-minded eyes gradually focused, and recognized this person, his heart was like fireworks blooming, and he wanted to meet him with joy, but his whole body was exhausted, his legs were stiff and numb, and he almost didn't kneel straight fall.

Helang frowned, seeing his blood loss, he hugged him, gently helped him sit on the grass, and laid out some food and water.

Seeing the delicate expression on Master's face, Jiang Han was quietly arranging things without saying a word, unable to guess his thoughts, felt uneasy, looked at his expression, and wanted to make him happy, so he pursed his lips and gave him a slight smile. With a smile, "Master, this disciple has already broken through the Foundation Establishment, I—"

"Master, I knew it just now." Helang responded immediately.

Although the apprentice quickly broke through the cultivation level, Helang didn't feel much joy in his heart, and the feeling of tension in his heart could not be relieved, so he tried his best to persuade softly: "It's good to work hard, but it should be moderate, don't force it yourself, backfired."

He used a mortal body to forcibly build a foundation, not eating or drinking, and working day and night, which made his body weak and his vitality dissipated. If the breakthrough failed, how would his body be damaged?

Jiang Han listened, bowed his head and said nothing, his cheeks moved, but he didn't show the slightest repentance at what he said. It was the first time he saw such a disobedient appearance.

Helang knew that he was really working hard, and it was not good for him to belittle his self-esteem in this way, so he stroked his head and asked him in a low voice, "Why do you suddenly remember that you are practicing so hard? There are still a few months until you are 16 years old. , even if you want to surpass Kong Huai, there is no need to be so anxious."

Jiang Hanzheng shook his head, a teardrop dripped on the skirt of his shirt, he wrinkled his face and sniffed, as if he was stimulated by Helang's question, his expression changed suddenly, his tone trembled, and he was emotionally excited.

"It's all because the disciple is too weak, so the master is always worrying about the disciple. He tried his best to find the Bodhi son and tried his best to help me. If the master really had any mistakes at that time, the disciple I'm afraid I won't be rewarded even if I die, so even if this disciple is risking his life, he must become a strong man and won't let Master get into trouble again."

Knowing the reason that stimulated him, Helang curled his lips slightly, watching his resolute expression seriously, but still retorted slightly, "What a shame! You are a famous inner disciple of the Tianshan School, don't underestimate yourself! "

Jiang Hanzheng's lips trembled slightly, and he said yes in a low voice. Seeing that the master had returned to his previous appearance, he couldn't help laughing through his tears.

Helang frowned and looked at his red nose, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wiped the water marks on his face carefully, and reproached him in a low voice. "You are about to become an indomitable man, how can you be so weak? Kong Huai never makes others cry, only he makes others cry..."

Seeing the tears that the little apprentice stopped coming out again, Helang wiped them again and again, "Come on, let's not talk about him, don't look like this again in the future, it's embarrassing."

Jiang Han was raising his sleeves to wipe dry indiscriminately, nodded heavily, and began to relax, talking with Master about his cultivation experience during this period.

With the help of bodhizi, he seems to be able to absorb many kinds of spiritual power at the same time, and he is still short of one or two of the five elements of spiritual roots. At that time, he will be able to master the skills of five attributes at the same time, and his future is limitless .

Although Jiang Han was a little reckless this time, he forced a breakthrough and forced his body, but he managed to break through the foundation within half a month.

One must know that Kong Huai, who is an excellent single spirit root, took half a year to reach this level. One can imagine how much waves Jiang Hanzheng's breakthrough will cause in the sect.

During this period of time, Jiang Hanzheng's figure has never appeared in the sect. I only saw the two real people Wushang and Wuding traveling around the mountains and rivers every day, but I didn't see that obtrusive shadow around him. Some people have malicious intentions. Thinking that he must have been abandoned by the supreme real person.

But when he came back at this time, he also found that he had broken through the foundation, and he couldn't help but fell into shock for a long time and couldn't extricate himself.

At this time, Jiang Hanzheng's age was as good as 15 years and eight months, which was actually a few months earlier than when Supreme's first apprentice established the foundation. He surpassed the myth in their eyes, and Jiang Hanzheng became a new legend.

Even the sect master and Zhenjun heard about this matter, and gave them high praise.

"It's really terrifying for young people, the miracle of the waste spirit root."

"Yes, you are worthy of being a disciple of Supreme Teaching."

They were not very optimistic about Tianshan accepting such a useless spirit root, so they tried to persuade him, but Wushang insisted on going his own way, so they regarded him as raising a useless person, and they didn't pursue it anymore, and finally let it go.

Seeing that Jiang Hanzheng was improving slightly before, they still treated each other coldly, thinking that it was the effect of the elixir that Wushang had accumulated for him. Changing his mind, he sighed to himself that the Supreme Master had a way, and even the useless spirit root that was considered hopeless in the eyes of the world could help him to become a useful person.

Jiang Han was smiling at the two elders, complacent about the compliments they said.

The most distinguished people in the sect gave him recognition, and he was finally worthy of being a master's disciple, and more and more people even put his name alongside the name of the master, giving him a sense of consummation in this life. jump for joy.

However, when he was faintly happy, he developed low self-esteem and self-loathing.

These joys and the envy of others are like tides, rushing in quickly, surrounding him at a loss, and then quickly ebbing.

Jiang Han was subconsciously looking at the master beside him, only to see that his eyes were empty, although there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, but he would not burst out with the same strong joy as him, it seemed that all of this was as it should be, just like He proudly admits that his apprentices must be the best.

Jiang Han was lowering his head, sighing slightly, yes, the master has been standing on the peak, enough to look down on everything, he just climbed up a little bit, how could the master be happy about it.

Although the master also placed high hopes on him, he doubted whether he would become as dazzling as the master in the future?How long will it take him to catch up with his master?

He is innately dull, and he has been assisted by various transformations and panacea. This is how he has cultivated. He also relies on this to gain the attention of everyone, including the master.

The current master is obedient to him and gives him all love and affection. If he can't do his best and live up to the expectations of the master, will the master's eyes always focus on him?

Many questions linger in his mind, but there is no doubt that the only thing he does not want the most is to lose the attention of his master and return to the previous days of wandering in confusion.

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☆, sense of crisis

After Jiang Hanzheng established his foundation, his method of cultivation became more and more controversial and speculative, but no matter how the disciples inquired and observed, they could only know that he used a five-element cultivation method, but how specific is it? But they can't grasp it at all. No matter how eager they are, how eager they are to know the wonders, they can only be dryly curious.

In fact, there are quite a few Five Spirit Roots in the Outer Sect. Most of them are diligent and hard-working, and have extraordinary attachments to embarking on the road of cultivation. After learning about Jiang Hanzheng, they finally seem to have found their only hope and vitality. He regarded him as a role model, and studied this unique five-element cultivation method from him.

Since his master is the supreme real person, they, who had nothing to rely on at first, had the courage to go to ask for it, pinning all their hopes on the supreme person.

This day, Jiang Han had just returned to the peak, and found the aura of a stranger.

He frowned, felt that something was wrong, and walked back quickly, only to find that some outer disciples who did not know how to find them all knelt at the door of the master, begging him to accept him as disciples.

Seeing Master's embarrassing expression, Jiang Hanzheng felt uneasy, fearing that Master would soften his heart and nodded.

Even though he had the same spiritual root as them before meeting Master, and knew their struggle and hopelessness, people are still selfish, no matter how he felt sorry for these people before, seeing a group of people like this Trying to get close to the master, Jiang Hanzheng's always docile temper inevitably ignited, and he stepped forward to block the master's figure with a bad complexion, chasing away the guest.

As soon as this disciple came, everyone fell silent, and seeing the unmoved face of Supreme Master, they had no choice but to go down the mountain to work unwillingly.

Although these people are at the beginning of Qi refining, they are completely incomparable with him, but Jiang Hanzheng still has a vague sense of crisis.

Since the master has so many ways to support the broken spirit roots that can be found everywhere, why is he the only one that the master recognizes?

Jiang Han is clenching his fists tightly. Whether it is the senior brothers who make him feel pressured or these unknown pawns who want to swarm up, they can make him wary. He spurns his narrow mind, so he can only use a more tolerant and magnanimous attitude. Behave to hide your heart.

In order to let the master unintentionally transfer to others, Jiang Hanzheng decided to continue to surprise the master one after another before he broke through the foundation establishment.

He thought about it carefully, at the two critical moments when his cultivation base soared, one was when he misused the elixir, and the other was when he took bodhi seeds.

At this time, the bodhi seed was already in his body, nourishing his meridians day and night, and it had many effects, so he also had the courage to try several elixirs with mutually restraining properties at that time.

He believed that his willpower and his strong body that had been trained by him could already endure such torture, so he secretly hid the truth from his master, and rediscovered the previous few elixir. , swallow it in one gulp.

What's more... the scene where I was cared for by Master because of the hot and cold weather came to my mind inappropriately, and I was even close to Master's body... If the drug effect broke out this time, would Master still be as caring as last time?

Jiang Hanzheng blushed, and immediately patted himself on the head, horrified by the dirty thoughts in his mind, and found countless reasons to excuse himself.

This must be the effect of the medicine, that's why he was so cranky and dry mouthed.

……

Hearing the painful groans from the room, Helang frowned, and a bad scene immediately appeared in his mind, and he broke into the door immediately worried.

Jiang Han was writhing in pain on his bed, his clothes were disheveled, and he murmured to Master, save me, his face was pale, his lips were bitten to the point of blood loss, and he looked miserable.

Helang was in a state of confusion, and hurried forward to check.

He just went out for a while, it must be when he left, something happened to his disciple, he wanted to come to his room, but he was nowhere to be found.

Helang fixed his limbs, checked his veins, and found that his body was crisscrossed with ice and cold, and the spiritual energy of the five elements in his spiritual root was disordered. Such symptoms seemed to be the same as those when he accidentally took the pill.

But since disciple took Bodhi Seeds, in order to avoid conflicts, he has not ordered him to take any other pills for some time.

Jiang Hanzheng's body has improved after a period of experience. Although he is uncomfortable all over, the seizures at this time are not as uncontrollable as before. When he saw Master frowned and meditated, his heart beat wildly. Fearing that the master would figure out something, he had no choice but to grab his sleeve repeatedly and cry to him that he was in pain.

How can Helang think so much at the moment, so he can only think about how to make him feel better for the time being, so as to survive this period of attack.

At this time, Jiang Han's body was cold, and Helang added a lot of bedding for him without saying a word, and lit a fire in the house.

But for a moment, Jiang Han was blushing again, murmuring hot words, and sticking to Helang's body again and again.

Helang has dual spiritual roots of water and ice, and his natural body temperature is slightly low. When he uses his spiritual power, his whole body is even colder. As soon as Jiang Hanzheng touched him, he never let him go.

Helang touched his hot body, although he wanted to avoid it, but he also knew that being close to him would make him more comfortable, so he took the initiative to get close to him, took off his collar slightly, and got closer to him.

The feeling of touching the large skin made Jiang Hanzheng feel very refreshed, his heart was sweet, as if he knew that the master would compromise, he stepped forward and rubbed against the master's cheek and neck, his eyes were dim and watery, looking Extremely innocent, sighs came out of his mouth again and again, which fell into Helang's ears, making his face flushed when he heard it, but a strange feeling appeared in his heart.

Jiang Hanzheng's movements are not as jerky as in the past, but he is very skillful. He knows how to lock Helang's hands and feet so that he can't get out so easily. Judging by his hot and cold body temperature, it doesn't seem to be fake, but it also reveals a purposeful It means that there seems to be some saneness left.

Helang had his own guesses, but he didn't show it on his face. When the little apprentice squeezed into his arms, he just gently took out a sweat towel to wipe his sweat, and exerted a little spiritual power to lower his body temperature. , until the effect of the medicine faded away, she kept holding him in her arms.

After Jiang Hanzheng's heart went through the initial anxiety, he received Master's gentleness as always, and finally settled down, quietly buried in his arms, feeling the subtle feeling fermented in his heart.

He wanted to get close to Master and get Master's attention, that's why he did such a bold behavior for him. He understood it as normal and didn't dare to think too much about it.

Even though his body temperature was constantly changing, all these tortures suddenly became nothing if he pressed against his master and sniffed the cold fragrance in his arms.

What surprised him was that the master didn't say a word, didn't even have a single question, and Jiang Hanzheng had nowhere to vomit the words he had prepared, so he couldn't help but look up at him, and raised his heart again.

Helang touched the cheek of the person in his arms, and found that the body temperature had returned to normal, and then checked the meridians in his body. Although there was some effect, it was not great, and it was not directly proportional to the torture he suffered, and it was not worth it. .

Gently pulling the little apprentice away, Helang pondered: "You don't have to."

Jiang Hanzheng's body froze, and he shook his head again and again, as if he didn't understand, he grabbed the skirt of his clothes and showed his innocence.

"Your body is already tough. This method is not very effective and you will still suffer pain. Don't do this again next time. Master will always give you what you want." Helang patted his He had already seen through his thought of eating the pill by mistake.

Recalling his sweaty struggle just now, Helang felt a little distressed, thinking that he didn't have to be like this, why did he use such a stupid way of hurting himself to make him worry.

Jiang Han was biting his lower lip tightly, his heart was turbulent, and it was difficult to calm down. He didn't expect that the master had already seen him through at a glance, and even ignored his ulterior motives, and even comforted him, lowering his bottom line so that he could get closer.

Helang tidied up the messy skirts for him, didn't mention it anymore, and told him, "The competition will start soon. Although it's too early to say, as a teacher, I hope you can win the championship..."

Jiang Hanzheng was slightly startled, but felt that it was more difficult than climbing to the sky, and shook his head again and again, "This...? The master has too high expectations, and the seniors and senior brothers are all existences that I cannot match."

Even though his cultivation base is progressing rapidly, it can only be regarded as a small success at this time. How can he compare with his seniors who have cultivated for decades and hundreds of years? Still self-aware.

Helang also knows that this is a bit difficult for others, but he still has hope in his heart, hoping that the young apprentice can repeatedly make strange moves or stimulate his potential, and he can also help him in other aspects and make progress together with him.

He curled the corner of his mouth, spoke with a relaxed tone, and rubbed his hair, "You are the only apprentice of the teacher now, are you willing to brush my face?"

Jiang Hanzheng naturally shook his head again and again, secretly making up his mind.

The competition period lasts for one month, and every day there is a competition that starts on time and is screened layer by layer before the final winner can be determined.

The first day is the ring competition. There are 36 small arenas set up in the sect square. All disciples, regardless of their origins and teachers, can come forward to challenge. In short, before sunset, they can still stand on the stage. The 36 people are the winners of the first day.

When Jiang Hanzheng appeared, many disciples of the same age were waiting to see his performance, and encouraged him to come to the ring from the very beginning, but Jiang Hanzheng acted cautiously, and did not take it lightly just because this was the first round, but instead attacked him later, and waited for him to change in the ring. After several innings, it was only when the set number was reached that they went up to occupy one of the 36 seats.

The crowd finally saw him make a move and seized the ring, bursting into applause and shouts.

Amidst the praise and envy, there were also many voices asking about the Supreme Master's recent situation, most of them asked him if he still had plans to accept apprentices, whether he could ask him for advice on weekdays, and where is the Master's most frequent visit .

Jiang Hanzheng's smile gradually faded, but he did not lose his courtesy, he only seriously threatened that his master would not accept any more apprentices, and his success was unique, and no one else could imitate it, please don't bother the supreme real person , will only be in vain.

Seeing the voice of other people's discussion fade away, there was a low and mellow voice clearly coming from the crowd, quite powerful, although the tone was calm, one could feel the arrogance and perennial self-confidence of the visitor.

"That's a good point. But it's not your turn."

Jiang Han was frowning and looked at the source of the sound suspiciously. He could only see a man in white clothes with gold patterns, but with another glance, his figure had disappeared, and he couldn't capture half of it, as if he didn't want to meet him.

He was surprised and felt a faint sense of oppression and discomfort.

Why did that person just say that?Jiang Hanzheng's eyes are slightly darkened, he is the only apprentice of the master, how can it not be his turn to deal with the master?

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Through sound transmission, Helang has already learned that Jiang Han is passing the preliminary round. Although this is expected, he still intends to reward the young apprentice. Do you want to send him some interesting things?

Just as he was thinking, he dullly noticed a trace of strange aura, but if he was a stranger, how could he pass through the restriction on the mountain safely?

In this short moment, that figure had already broken the restriction, entered the cave, came behind him, and let out an inaudible sigh.

"Master, long time no see."

Helang's body trembled, his heart was slightly flustered, he rubbed his temples in annoyance, and turned around reluctantly.

The person who came was wearing a gorgeous dress with moon platinum pattern, obviously just came back from the world and hadn't changed into the school robes yet, so he looked like a noble son in the world, but because of his cold expression, he had a cool and cool aura.

"Kong Huai." Helang called casually, then sat down leisurely again, picked up a book and turned it over and over again.

Kong Huai frowned slightly when he heard the title of birth, a little uncomfortable, but he responded.

Although the two are masters and apprentices, it is obvious that Kong Huai is not as respectful and courteous to Helang as ordinary disciples, even after seeing Helang for so long, he did not salute him.

Although Helang didn't care much about these things, he was not a casual person. Seeing that he didn't look like an apprentice at all, he couldn't help squinting at him, as if asking, "Having been out for a long time, have you forgotten the etiquette?"

Kong Huai's eyes flickered slightly, he seemed to be in a daze for a while, and stared at him