Was watched by the master

After going around for a while, Fang Mu returned to the training ground to practice martial arts.The main reason is that it is too boring to be alone, and a group of people can chat and relieve boredom together.

Everyone was very happy to see Fang Mu back to the training ground again, and many people shared breakfast with him.

Unable to evade the kindness, Fang Mu just ate a little bit from there alone.In the end, he ate too much and couldn't move at all, so he could only sit on the sidelines and watch them practice early.

His third senior brother Fang Shu is on duty today.

Fang Shu's eyes lit up when he saw Fang Mu.As soon as the morning practice was over, he rushed towards Fang Mu, without any awareness of being a senior brother on duty, and his image fell from the altar to the bottom of the valley.

He hugged Fang Mu.

"Long time no see, Junior Brother, have you bought that treasure yet?"

Fang Mu subconsciously wanted to break free, but suddenly realized that Fang Shu was the same as himself, so he stopped moving and let Fang Shu hug him.

But his mind was thinking about how to answer Fang Shu's question. He made up the treasure, but he borrowed money to buy something. Now that he bought something, does that count as a purchase?

If he said he bought it, the third senior brother would definitely ask him what kind of treasure it was, and would definitely chase him to let him show it to him. He couldn't really lead him to see the suit he made by his master, could he?

After thinking about it, Fang Mu shook his head and said, "No, let someone else buy it."

"Ah?" Fang Shu sighed disappointedly, "I still want to see what kind of treasure it is, and I've been curious about it for several days."

"I don't want to mention it anymore." Fang Mu took Fang Shu's hand away, ran away from him, and ran to sit under the big tree, pretending to be sad.

"Uh... don't be too sad. They say it's a treasure. Many people must want it. It's normal for people to buy it first. At worst, let's save more money next time and buy it when we meet good ones." Fang Shu also walked over and sat down beside Fang Mu.

Fang Mu nodded pretendingly, but he was relieved that he had finally been fooled.

"By the way, you haven't come to the training ground for a long time. Why did you come back suddenly today? Did Master find a way to let you practice?" Fang Shu asked.

Fang Mu shook his head, and said, "Cultivation is impossible. My physique is inherently incapable of cultivation. Not to mention that Master can't change it, even Grandmaster can't help it. But... I have this!"

Fang Mu suddenly took out a notebook from his pocket, and waved it in front of Fang Shu as if showing off.

"What is this?" Fang Shu took it from Fang Mu's hand and looked at it suspiciously.

"Youlong Jue." Fang Shu looked at the words on the cover of the book and read, then opened the inside to look at it a few times, and said in surprise: "Damn, who is so bold to name the sword art with a dragon."

You know, there are dragons here!Isn't this dancing a lion on a dragon's head, courting death?

"Cough... it's the master."

"What? Is...is that what I thought?"

"Yeah." Fang Mu nodded.

"Damn, master's words... When I didn't say anything just now, I didn't dare to have any objection even if he named him 'Yulong'." Fang Shu lowered his head and turned a few pages, looking carefully, "But... You are too lucky to ask Master to write the sword manual for you, it’s fine if Master spoils you, even Master... Brother, I’m so jealous."

Fang Shu made a movement of beating his chest.

Fang Mu knew that Fang Shu was joking, so he didn't explain anything, just laughed "hehe".

At this time, Fang Shu finally saw the point, and he read out loud: "No need for spiritual power?"

He looked at Fang Mu in doubt, waiting for Fang Mu to explain.

"This is the sword manual written by the master according to my physical condition. It is ordinary martial arts. I can't practice, so I can only learn some ordinary ones." Fang Mu said.

"Is that normal?" Fang Shu couldn't believe it. He was shocked after reading only a few pages. If Fang Mu could practice it well, he might not be able to beat anyone.

Anyway, he was sure that as long as Fang Mu could practice this sword skill well, ordinary spirits would never be able to hurt him.

"Very... powerful?" Fang Mu asked in surprise, he actually couldn't understand the mystery in it.

Fang Shu stretched out a finger and waved it in front of Fang Mu's eyes, and said with certainty: "It's not very good, it's very, very good. It depends on how far you have practiced. If you can practice it thoroughly, then your seventh senior brother will be very good." It may not be possible to beat you."

"Really?" Fang Mu couldn't believe it. He took back the sword manual, opened it and read it carefully, and he still couldn't believe it: "Senior Brother Seven is about to break through the bottleneck and reach the real white dragon realm. I can fight it." Win him? Third senior brother, don't you just make fun of me."

He didn't even dare to think about such a thing.

Fang Shu shook his head and said, "You are not confident in your ancestor. Who is our ancestor? The ancestor of Penglai, can the things in his hands be ordinary things?"

"To be honest, I'm a little envious of you, why don't you lend me the sword manual to practice for a few days?"

As soon as Fang Shu raised his hand, Fang Mu quickly put the sword manual in his arms, and said decisively: "No! This is given to me by my master, and it was created according to my physical condition. You can't practice it."

Fang Shu raised his head and laughed loudly: "I'm just kidding, I'm making you anxious. Brother, I don't envy you. Our whole martial arts in Penglai was not created by our ancestors. It's all right. Dragons should learn from our dragons." things to learn."

Fang Shu patted his chest hard.

Fang Shu is also a dikun, but his carefree personality often makes people forget the fact that he is a dikun, so he is still single.

But he always hangs out with his second senior brother Fang Haoyan, everyone thinks they are a couple.

"I'm leaving now. I've invited your second senior brother to patrol the sea." Fang Shu suddenly got up, and raised his hand to pat the dust on his buttocks.

"It's with the second senior brother again, the third senior brother, are you two really together as others said?" Fang Mu's heart of gossip was ignited for the first time.

Fang Shu dodged his eyes and denied, "It's nothing, I'll go first."

Before Fang Mu agreed, Fang Shu ran away as if fleeing.

Running so fast, there must be something tricky, Fang Mu thought to himself.

After resting for a while, the accumulated food was almost gone, Fang Mu got up and began to practice sword.

The sword that was turned into the fan was still used. While holding the sword manual, Fang Mu slowly gestured according to the moves in the sword manual while holding the sword.

The moves at the beginning were relatively simple, so the gestures were relatively smooth.

This set of swordsmanship is quite different from the basic set of swordsmanship in their sect. The disciples who are practicing each are gradually attracted by Fang Mu.

They began to feel the novelty, and immediately surrounded him.

"Uncle, what kind of sword technique is this? Why is it different from what we practiced?"

"Yes, yes, I haven't seen it either."

"It looks kind of nice."

"Is it our Penglai's new sword style? Can we learn it in the future!"

"Cough..." Fang Mu put away his sword, and the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably. He pretended to be calm and said, "This is not a new sword technique in the sect. It was created by my master personally for me. Only I can do it." study."

"(⊙o⊙) Wow, I'm so envious, it's great to have a master."

"Cut~ You speak as if you don't have a master."

"But my master is not that good, I have never spoken to him."

"Me too."

"I haven't even seen my master's face~"

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Disciples, you talk about each other, most of them are new disciples under the disciples of the elders, and they are all disciples of the outer sect. They have not been in the door for a long time, and they don't know anything about the inner sect. Few people know Fang Mu's ancestor is the old ancestor, and some of them don't even know that Fang Mu's master is the head of the sect, Fang Han, otherwise how dare they talk to Fang Mu.

"Guess, the elders are busy with their affairs, everyone understands." Fang Mu comforted.

"Hey, let's just talk casually, but it's true that I envy my uncle. Isn't your ancestor busy? He even has time to write a sword manual for you."

Fang Mu: "Uh... my master... he is more idle, unlike your masters who are all elders, my master doesn't care about things, hehe."

"That's it~"

"Well, I'm a human race, and I don't have a spiritual bone, so I can't cultivate like you. My master created a sword technique just for this." When talking about this matter again, Fang Mu has completely let go.

Seeing that Fang Mu's sad incident was mentioned, everyone felt a little embarrassed and went back to continue practicing.

Fang Mu was still thinking about money, and in the afternoon, he ran to his big brother Fang Ziming.

"Brother, help me make some tools that can cut through dragon crystals."

Fang Ziming was a little surprised, why would anyone want to cut something like Dragon Crystal?He asked, "What did you cut the dragon crystal for?"

Seeing Fang Ziming's similarly disgusted expression, Fang Mu can be sure that this dragon crystal is indeed as the master said, and it is really useless.

But Shizu's piece is different, it will definitely sell for a good price if it is done well, minced meat is also meat, so it's worth saving a little bit.

"Anyway, I'm useful, can you help me make a set?"

Fang Ziming has always regarded Fang Mu as his younger brother, so how could he refuse, so he replied: "Yes, yes, but it will take a few days."

"Okay." Fang Mu happily made an "OK" gesture.

On the way home, he heard some brothers discussing that they saw the ancestor go to the outside world.

Fang Mu couldn't help but think to himself: Are you leaving so soon?

For some reason, he made a special trip to the Dragon Yin Hall to confirm.

Seeing that the door was closed tightly, he yelled "Master Zu" several times inside, but no one answered.

Looks like it's gone.

【Speak】

Okay, today is another day without a master~ I will be back in the next chapter.