The fate of treating Master as a male mother

Learning is really not an easy task!

Yun Nie's memory is good, he has already memorized the Three Character Classic and the Thousand Character Classic, and learned to recognize some characters, so Sang Yue started to teach him how to write.

The copybook was written by Sang Yue himself, and the content is what he just memorized.

Holding the brush, Yun Nie stretched her hand forward, trying to draw one smooth stroke after another on the rice paper.

He has tried his best to be stable, try his best to write novels, and try his best to combine...

But a group of synthetic characters, oh, suddenly these strokes became uncontrollably enlarged and distorted, which was ridiculous.

"not like this."

Sang Yue sat beside Yun Nie, embracing him from behind, with his chest against his back, as if he embraced the whole person in his arms. He held the boy's hand holding the pen.

Take him, move slowly, and slowly feel: "Relax, this is not a fight on the battlefield, it doesn't matter, it's okay to write badly, there are still many copybooks to practice. Come, adjust it, the pen grip is crooked, and the wrist is hard... ..."

Time passed little by little.

Mingming cave was cool and dry, but Yun Nie broke out in sweat.

Sang Yue led him to write for a while, then let him go and asked him to practice by himself.

"Trace each of these five pages of copybooks twenty times, and today's task is considered complete, and you can go out to play."

After assigning homework, Sang Yue strolled away with hands behind his back.

Yun Nie sat in front of the big desk specially built for him, and continued to draw big characters.

Master's handwriting is elegant and elegant, pleasing to the eye. Although he doesn't have much knowledge in calligraphy, Yun Nieguang regards it as a painting and thinks it is very beautiful.

Therefore, drawing large characters is not boring.

He obediently and conscientiously finished the homework assigned by his master. He was so attentive that he forgot the time. When he finished the practice, he looked up and found a bowl of steamed fruit cheese on the corner of the table.

The master was really elusive, when he came back and left again, Yun Nie didn't notice at all.

Eating the creamy, smooth and refreshing steamed cheese, Yun Nie thought about it, and decided to offer me sweet potatoes in return for the cheese.

I heard from the master that many delicious fruits and vegetables are cultivated on Yanmo Mountain next to Wenyao Peak, and many fruit trees on Yuehua Mountain are obtained from them.

Recently, it seems that a particularly sweet sweet potato has been bred, which must be good for roasting.

So she packed up the desk and Yun Nie went out.

With a whistle, he called the little spirit crane with a lot of plumage, rode on it and flew down Yuehua Mountain.

Recently, under the encouragement of his master, he has recognized many roads. When he meets people on the road, he can also identify which mountain disciple the other party is based on the emblem on his body.

Congratulations on the great progress.

The speed of the little crane was much faster than his own running. In two quarters of an hour, Yun Nie flew from Yuehua Mountain to Yantai Mountain, and successfully got a pack of new sweet potatoes.

When flying back, it flew and flew, and suddenly stopped halfway.

Turned the corner to pick up some meals.

It was almost past the meal time, and there were very few people in the cafeteria. The brother who was serving meals laughed when he saw him: "How many copies do you want to bring back?"

Yun Nie stretched out a hand: "Six copies!"

Ever since Master didn't help him get meals, Yun Nie started to pack several meals at a time, so as not to waste time with Master by running down the mountain every day.

Because of this, Brother Dafan already knew him.

After buying the things she needed and leaving the cafeteria, Yun Nie looked up and suddenly found a group of people in front of her.

It happened to separate him from the little crane pecking grass seeds.

Yun Nie glanced silently, ready to go around.

Unexpectedly, a monk surrounded by the crowd suddenly shouted: "Yun Nirvana!"

Yun Nie: "?"

The other party raised his hand and waved, everyone gave way, and he strode over.

This is a familiar young man, his cultivation level is much higher than his own, but his peers should be called senior brothers, and the emblem is from Luoying Mountain... Yun Nie quickly distinguished the identity of the other party, and was very puzzled.

He didn't know him, how did he know him?

And he looked displeased, as if he was looking for trouble.

"You are the Yun Nie who attacked and injured my nephew behind the back when the villain gained power?!"

Yun Nie looked at him, looked at him, and suddenly realized.

I finally understand why I feel that the other party is familiar. The other party's appearance, momentum and this posture are very similar to Qu Yu who was knocked out by myself before.

So Yun Nie shook her head and said, "I didn't attack from behind."

The visitor looked disbelieving.

Yun Nie explained: "I hit him in front of him."

Visitor: "..."

Everyone whispered, sometimes with laughter: "No way, his cultivation level doesn't look high, how can he defeat Senior Brother Xiaoqu?"

"Sneak attack? Is a frontal attack considered a sneak attack?"

"Things are definitely not that simple!"

Qu Yu's brother-in-law, Tang Xian, became more and more annoyed: "Don't quibble, I've heard Yu'er say that you are not as simple as you appear! You pretend to be a pig to eat a tiger, pretend to be weak to win pity, and then sneak attack while you are not prepared. Shameful, hateful and very hateful!"

Yun Nie: "..."

Help, such a long string of words, how will he organize the language to refute?

However, without waiting for him to refute, Tang Xian raised his hands, made a trick, and attacked him heavily with a pillar of true energy.

Yun Nie only had time to deploy a layer of defense, but was severely knocked back by an attack that missed a whole level.

Yun Nie fell to the ground, gliding, and just stopped, puffing out a mouthful of blood.

He raised his hand to wipe off the blood, sat up slowly, and held his chest without moving.

One rib should be broken, but everything else is fine.

Yun Nie glanced at Tang Xian, silently thinking about countermeasures.

The gap is too big, and the cultivation level is absolutely unbeatable, unless the opponent approaches and gives up defense... It's not realistic, or use magic weapons to randomly injure people and create chaos?Well, Master said, don't hurt people casually.

Tang Xian, who was about to launch the second move, froze in place.

This, this is too weak, right?

Even the weak one felt a little guilty.

Especially the exclamation of everyone, and the eyes that fell on him as if they were questioning his bullying.

Tang Xian was almost fuming with anger.

He looked at Yun Nie, thinking what to do, how can he fight this?

Yun Nie looked at him, thinking what to do, can he still beat him?

Fortunately, someone rushed out from a distance soon, breaking the embarrassing stalemate.

Qu Yu, with a broken face, rushed forward and tried to drag Tang Xian away: "What are you doing, brother, who told you to beat him?!"

Tang Xian was also very annoyed, and pressed Qu Yu, "Don't be afraid, Yuer, my uncle will help you teach him a lesson."

Qu Yu was so angry that he wanted to step on him: "I don't need it!"

Tang Xian didn't understand, so he said, "Didn't you say that he hid so deeply that there was something wrong with him, and that he sneaked up on you behind his back? Since you can't beat him, then my brother-in-law came to ask for advice."

Qu Yu: "..."

Help, how should I tell my uncle, I just felt that it was embarrassing to be stunned by a person with a lower level of cultivation than myself, so I exaggerated a little bit when he came to detect the wound, and made Yun Nie's blackness a little bit crippled , so as to save face.

He clearly said that he would take care of it, why did my uncle come to make trouble for others.

Wouldn't it be more embarrassing for children to fight their elders to find trouble?

He became angry from embarrassment: "I'm not a child anymore, don't worry about it!"

Tang Xian snorted coldly and looked at Yun Nie, feeling a little guilty in his heart, knowing that something went wrong, Yun Nie was really weak, not pretending to be weak.

But he didn't have the nerve to admit it like this, he made a mistake: "This kid's scheming is really deep!"

Qu Yu blushed, "Shut up!"

Tang Xian: "Humph hum." He raised his chin to show his arrogance.

Qu Yu: "Let's go!" He didn't have the face to face his brothers.

Tang Xian also felt that it was almost done, that it was time to retreat, let his nephew bear the burden of embarrassment, anyway, he didn't make it clear.

As a result, a voice rushed ahead of him and stopped him.

"Let's go? Where are you going? You want to leave after hurting the disciple of the deity?!"

The voice was beautiful and mellow, it was very pleasant to hear, but at the moment it contained anger, which made people unable to help but feel fear in their hearts.

A strong coercion descended from the sky, and everyone fell to their knees in a clatter.

Before the consciousness could react at all, the body trembled uncontrollably.

Except Yun Nie.

He was already sitting, and the coercion deliberately avoided him.

Everyone was sweating profusely, especially Tang Xian and Qu Yu, their complexions were pale, their suppressed hearts were beating wildly, and they didn't dare to lift their heads.

Only Yun Nie looked up with eyes full of surprise: "Master..."

The person who came was naturally Yun Nie's good master, Yuehua Immortal Sang Yue.

He wrapped up his long sleeves and took Yun Nie into his arms. After checking the injury, his cold and solemn expression softened a little.

The coercion eased, and everyone on the ground breathed a sigh of relief.

Sang Yue released a large seat, landed on it, pointed at it casually, and asked in a cold voice: "Come, tell me what happened."