Master tutoring class

When Wen Xiuyuan received Master's flowered dress and ugly sword the next day, his heart was completely calm.Before going to bed last night, he spent a full cup of tea, accepting the subsequent direction of hurting each other with the master, and doing a psychological construction quite excitedly.

"Master, do you think I look good in this dress?" The young man on the opposite side walked around in a big red flowered jacket without any pressure. His jacket and trousers were bloated. , and it was really cold.

An Heyi nodded with a slumped face, his eyes wandered, and he didn't even look at him.

Lao Wang's curved sword runs through the characteristics of the mountain road with nine bends and eighteen bends, and he has integrated his love for the land into the sword itself, so that the sword looks like a sullen earth, and it is matched with the sword owner's A wonderful dress, I have to sigh that the creator's paint is well sprinkled.

Wen Xiuyuan slashed vigorously with the sword in his hand, but An Heyi didn't feel it at first.

Until a "click", the sword broke.

Wen Xiuyuan's sword hit the bend, cutting the curved sword into two sections.

"Master! It's broken!"

Wisps of blue smoke came out of the broken sword, and it was obvious at a glance that solid toughness spar was added.But even so, the sword broke so easily.

An Heyi was silent for a while, "Did you eat Herbal Herbs again?"

The young man on the opposite side touched the broken sword and smiled, "No, it's just that I feel a lot of strength recently, and I faintly seem to want to break through. I always feel that my energy is boundless."

An Heyi took a closer look, and there was a dark light lingering around Wen Xiuyuan, which was about to establish a foundation.

A few days ago, Qiao Xu of Yunwailou succeeded in building the foundation, and Master Shouyu happily gave gifts to each peak.Establishing a foundation, in this long period of cultivation, can be said to be very talented.

"Teacher, how old are you?"

Wen Xiuyuan thought for a while, "Tu'er is 25 this year."

An Heyi breathed slowly and said, "It's good."

Wen Xiuyuan practiced sword moves under An Heyi's gesture, the broken sword was thrown away indifferently, and Shi Zunxin threw him a new sword.

As early as when An Heyi and Lao Wang agreed on the sword, he had already dug out the ugly sword given by others in his spiritual ring that had never been sorted out.It turns out that it's useful just in case.

At least after Wen Xiuyuan broke a few more swords, An Heyi could still draw a weapon.

"Click" No.40.

"Master—"

The young man looked at An Heyi aggrievedly, holding a broken sword in his hand, and there was a pile of broken copper and iron beside him.

Just outrageous.

An Heyi brushed the spirit ring with his fingers, and was about to take out another one when he suddenly felt something was wrong.

The sword that Pharaoh beat was obviously made of the same material, so why did the sword break when it was bent, while the sword he gave away was still in good condition.

"Why didn't your sword break?"

The atmosphere cooled down, and the tea that had just been brewed on the table gradually dissipated the smoke.

"This, this is ugly." Wen Xiuyuan shook his head, showing a rather helpless expression, "The apprentice himself loves beautiful things, and when he sees this ugly sword, he gets very irritable, and just wants to slash it hard. Proper."

"One sword, one hundred spirit stones", An Heyi waved his hand, and placed the rotten iron on the ground in front of Wen Xiuyuan.

Wen Xiuyuan put on a bitter face and spread his hands, "I'm out of money, Master."

An and Yi paused, he really hadn't thought about this kind of response.

Although the swords on the ground are not that pretty, the materials are not cheap, and now they are broken because they are too ugly, which is a waste of money.

"Take the sword and sell it to the Artifact Refining Pavilion, you only need to return a quarter." An Heyi will never encourage the apprentice's bad habit of extravagance and waste.

"Yes, Master", Wen Xiuyuan bowed and took his leave.

There are a large number of disciples in Yuanshengzong wearing strange clothes today. Wen Xiuyuan flew to Yunwailou with his sword. He had just made an appointment with Qiao Xu.

When Wen Xiuyuan landed, Qiao Xu was standing opposite him with a sword on his back and a mask on.The whole body is bright green with bright yellow, like a full-fledged flashing light.

"Pretty! So pretty." Wen Xiuyuan couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

Qiao Xu couldn't see his expression clearly with the mask on, but his eyes showed disgust clearly.It seems to be mocking the ugly person on the other side who doesn't know it.

Wen Xiuyuan understood what he meant, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said leisurely, "Hey, Master made these clothes, I said no, he insisted on making them himself, it's too hard."

Qiao Xu's clothes were bought from Shi Mingda Jade Store, and a middle-grade spirit stone is free of charge. Baihe delivered it super fast, and returns are not accepted.All the apprentices in the comments are scolding ugliness.

Oh, show off.

Qiao Xu walked up to Wen Xiuyuan, unable to pretend his usual gentleness, and asked coldly, "How much?"

Wen Xiuyuan poured out a bunch of broken swords, all of which were broken, and you will count fifty of them each.

"Mid-grade?" Qiao Xu frowned and felt a little expensive.

Wen Xiuyuan let out a long sigh, and looked at Qiao Xu with some complaints, "It turns out that the sword that Master Yu has kept in your heart for so long is only worth middle-grade spirit stones."

After speaking, he shook his head sadly.

Qiao Xu gritted his teeth and made a deal, but the spirit ring was emptied, but he was still short of two hundred spirit stones.

Wen Xiuyuan stretched out his hand, "Not enough?"

Qiao Xu burst into tears, "Can installments work?"

Wen Xiuyuan shook his head pretending to be regretful, "Oh, Master said to sell it to the Artifact Refining Pavilion, I have to hand it in, otherwise you buy these first, and I will take the rest..."

"No!" Qiao Xu was emotional, and grabbed Wen Xiuyuan by hand to prevent him from leaving.

"Brother, it's useless for you to catch me. I have to go back to restore my master's order. If I go back late and the master asks, then..."

"I'll exchange the spirit grass, do you want to buy it?" Qiao Xu interrupted Wen Xiuyuan.

"Oh? Let me see." Wen Xiuyuan calculated in his heart and felt that he had made a profit, but he looked indifferent on the surface.

Qiao Xu was worried that Wen Xiuyuan would leave just like that, so he had to take out the treasured spirit grass, "This is a blue flower, which is very effective in healing monks' wounds."

"Okay." Wen Xiuyuan, who has been injured countless times in fights, naturally knows the beauty of this spirit grass. He took the spirit grass and threw all the broken copper and iron on the ground to Qiao Xu. He turned around and wanted to defend his sword. and go.

He stopped in the middle of the walk, turned around and asked Qiao Xu, "I still have clothes sewn by Master himself, do you want it?"

Qiao Xu, who had no money, rejected him with tears in his heart, secretly complaining that Wen Xiuyuan was really cunning, he didn't sell the clothes first and waited until he had no money before speaking.

Wen Xiuyuan turned his head away regretfully, hoping in his heart that Qiao Xu would make money quickly so that he could be a qualified bully.

Zangyi Mountain is full of flowers, Wen Xiuyuan flew over the flower tree and picked an oleander.The flower tree was tall, and Wen Xiuyuan squatted on the tree and tapped the properties that needed to be handed in, and was surprised to find that he had earned a lot.

In a good mood, I flew up the mountain humming a little song.

In the house, An Heyi was making tea with his hands, and the jade plaque next to him showed Yu Wenxing's dialog box. One of the two masters sighed that it was too expensive to raise an apprentice, and the other lamented that the apprentice was too fierce.

The hot tea was gurgling when there was a sound outside the door.

"Master—"

The author says:

The apprentice's way to get rich: the middleman earns the difference.