Was watched by the master

There were more than a dozen small bottles in it, and he recognized a few of them, which were blockers that he had drunk before, but he didn't recognize the rest, and they were not bottles of inhibitors.

Fang Zhi said nonchalantly, "Some medicines for nourishing the body can adjust the balance of pheromones in your body. Drink a bottle every day, and you also need to drink blockers."

"Oh." Fang Mu understood that what happened yesterday must have affected his body, so he needed to adjust.

Thinking of the smell of cedar, he blushed suddenly.Why is that thing like wine, it will get on your head and get intoxicated, it's too scary, he will never smell it again.

However, I couldn't help but think about what was going on?

"Cough... Master, is this something that the medicine hall originally had? Why haven't you heard of it before?" He quickly changed the subject to distract himself.

"There are many things you haven't heard of." Fang Zhi didn't answer directly.

"Oh, that's right, then...do I want to drink two bottles at the same time?"

Fang Mu asked a meaningless question casually, but Fang Zhi answered it anyway.

"We can drink together."

"Oh...Okay." For a while, the atmosphere became a little awkward, and the two were relatively speechless.

Fang Mu took out a bottle, opened it and drank it. Surprisingly, it was not as bad as a depressant to make you want to vomit, but it was a bit sweet, like some kind of fruit juice.

He took out another bottle of blocker and drank it, which was tasteless, like cold water.Soon, the sweetness in the mouth was diluted.

If he had known, he would have taken the blocker first, and then the bottle of medicine that adjusted the balance of pheromones. Maybe he could have guessed what kind of fruit it was.

Fang Mu felt a little pity in his heart.

"Continue to practice after drinking." Fang Zhi lay down, propped his head on his palms, and looked at Fang Mu.

"Well, okay." There are so many roof tiles, can't you lie down?Fang Mu turned around and complained.

Fang Zhi who was behind him raised his hand to unlock the acupoint of his sense of smell when he turned around, and then sighed softly in the breeze.

Knowing that Fang Zhi was there, Fang Mu practiced more seriously, but sometimes he made mistakes, and Fang Zhi didn't come down to correct the instructions, which made him very depressed.

In the past, the ancestors taught him by hand, so he learned so quickly.But what happened today, no matter how outrageously wrong he was, the master just gave him some pointers from above, telling him what should be done first and then what, but he just didn't come down.

He was stupid in the first place, how could he understand it just by pointing him out, but in the end, the more he practiced, the more mistakes he made, and he became irritable.

"Master, can't you come down and teach me yourself? You just talk on the top, and my mind is confused." Fang Mu ran to the roof, raised his hand to grab his hair, and his tone was full of complaints.

He doesn't understand what's good on the roof, the sun is shining and the tiles are crumbling, can't you come down if you want to lie down or sit?At least I can see clearly, and I can come and teach him when he makes mistakes.

"Fang Mu, you need to grow up." Fang Zhi sat up and looked at Fang Mu coldly, "Didn't you practice well when I was away before?"

"That's because..." Fang Mu paused suddenly. That's right, didn't Master practice well before he came back?How could a person know nothing when he came back?

"Because of what?"

"I... I don't know, I'll continue to practice." Fang Mu lowered his eyes, turned and walked back.

He was too dependent on his master.

He blamed all this on the fact that he was too dependent on Fang Zhi.

After taking a few deep breaths and calming down, he resumed his practice.But every time he finished practicing a move, he would subconsciously look at the place where Fang Zhi was sitting before, wanting to get a compliment.

But at this time, Fang Zhi was not there, but on the roof in the distance, which made him inexplicably irritated.

When I get irritable, I make frequent mistakes, and it gets messy again after a while.

Repeated N times, still the same, Fang Mu finally couldn't hold back anymore.

He sat on the ground with his head down and wept. He felt that he was useless and could not do anything well. Although he was almost an adult, he still relied on adults like a child, subconsciously.

No wonder he hasn't made any progress after practicing for so many years, maybe it has nothing to do with the spiritual bone or anything, it's because he is subconsciously relying on his master or even his brothers.

Although he had never been in such a situation before, it was what he thought of now.

"Why are you crying?" A pair of long legs appeared in front of his eyes, and he squatted down slowly.

Fang Zhi lifted Fang Mu's face with his hand, curled his index finger and gently brushed Fang Mu's eyelids, wiped away the tears from his eyes, and said in a warm voice: "If you can't practice well, practice again next time, I won't urge you. "

Fang Mu sniffed and asked: "Master, can you just sit down and practice with me, don't go so far away, if I can't see you, I will..."

"it is good."

For a moment, Fang Mu felt that the master's eyes were so gentle, as gentle as water.

He was startled, and quickly stood up from the ground, patted the dust on his clothes, and happily promised: "This time, I will definitely not make mistakes again."

"Well, go ahead, I'll just watch here." Fang Zhi went to the chair and sat down, as he always did, leaning comfortably on the back of the chair and watching Fang Mu's direction.

That's what it feels like!Fang Mu was happy.

He took a deep breath, adjusted his state, and began to practice.

This time, he really didn't make many mistakes, he won't, just a few words of guidance from Fang Zhi.

Maybe he didn't realize that it wasn't a question of whether Fang Zhi taught him, but a question of whether they were close or not.

In a trance, he felt that there was a different smell in the air today, but he couldn't smell anything, it was too weak, but this smell mixed in the air made him feel more at ease.

For the next few days, Fang Zhi would practice kung fu with him there.He has been drinking the medicine brought to him for several days.

Once Fang Zhi deliberately flew far away and asked Fang Mu: "Do you still feel irritable?"

Fang Mu shook his head, not knowing what Fang Zhi was asking.Okay, why is he fussing?

"Then I will sit here today and watch you practice." Fang Zhi rolled over and landed on the roof of the previous hall, and sat down cross-legged.

"Why are you sitting so far away again? I'm used to you looking at me from below." Fang Mu complained softly.

"As I said last time, the scenery here is beautiful."

"Hmph." Fang Mu hummed dissatisfied.

"Practice quickly. Once you're done, I'll give you spiritual power." Fang Zhi threw out a tempting olive branch.

"Really?" Fang Mu was really moved.

"of course."

"Okay." Fang Mu was ready to take up the sword, but he was a little worried in his heart. He was afraid that he would not be able to continue practicing like a few days ago.

But unexpectedly, he practiced very well this time, and his mood was not impetuous. Although he would subconsciously look at the chair after each move, he was not irritable anymore.

It seems that he knows that his master is far away, but he clearly knew it last time, which is really strange.

"Well, it's good. You've recovered well. Here's your spiritual power." As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Zhi teleported from the roof and appeared behind Fang Mu.

Raising his hand with lightning speed to transmit spiritual power to Fang Mu from behind.

"Okay." Not long after, Fang Zhi withdrew his hand.

The warmth on the back disappeared, and Fang Mu felt that his body was full of spiritual power, but he still wondered: "Master, why didn't you use the method of palm transmission to infuse spiritual power last time? Didn't you say that the spiritual power dissipated in my body? Do you have to slow down?"

"What method to use to transmit spiritual power depends on my mood."

"Well, are you in a bad mood now?"

"It's okay, so-so, not bad."

Fang Mu directly ignored the first two sentences, "It's not bad, you still..."

"Ok?"

"No, I didn't say anything."

"Well, practice by yourself, I'm going to sleep on the roof." After speaking, Fang Zhi flew to the roof again, lay down on his side and closed his eyes, without even looking at Fang Mu again.

【Speak】

Soon, soon, that opportunity is not far away.So now I'm having a bit of a difficult labor.