Golden Summit View, on the Qianren Wall in the northwest.

"Take it!"

"Little Taoist Priest, I don't want to eat these grains, so you should keep them for yourself and enjoy them!"

"It's just a thick-faced steamed bun, why are you so polite? If you hadn't led me away, I wouldn't have been able to get away from that smokey peak. You deserve this!" Wu Yong said and was about to stuff the steamed bun into the bird.

in the curved beak.

"No way!" After hearing this, Daque'er hurriedly jumped away, shrunk his neck, and shouted: "What do you mean, Xiaoke takes you to run away, then am I not your accomplice!?"

It was so anxious that it no longer used honorifics when addressing Wu Yong, and flew away with fluttering wings.

"The birds in Emei are all pampered, but they don't know how lucky they are to have rice noodles and steamed buns in this world." Wu Yong looked at its retreating figure and shook his head with regret.

He stuffed the steamed buns into his pocket, took out his jade pendant, clapped his hands three times, and jumped off the Qianren Wall.

Buzz!

The jade pendant emitted spiritual light, wrapped around him and floated down.

Wu Yong's eyes widened and he stared at the hole where the cliff wind spewed out, wondering who the huge red double pupil was last time.

But unfortunately, this time he didn't see any movement under the cave entrance. Before he could take a closer look, he was lured into the cave by Xuan Xuzi.

"Disciple, I just taught you a lesson yesterday, why are you here today? Did you encounter any difficulties? Although... eh!" Xuan Xuzi's words faltered, and he looked Wu Yong up and down with a look of disbelief on his face.

He couldn't believe it, grabbed Wu Yong's right hand, and shouted as if he had seen a ghost: "How come you started to temper your blood energy after not seeing me all night?"

"Teacher, did you teach me the wrong thing?" Wu Yong was still wondering why the man last night said that he had reached the bottleneck in boxing practice and could no longer use his own body to fight hard, otherwise he would hurt himself.

But according to Xuan Xuzi's teachings yesterday, he had to go back and practice the "Five Yuan Lingshu Fist" properly. As for the method of guiding the heavy blood energy, he had never told himself about it.

Otherwise, he would not have any clue.

Who was wrong?

This is why if he doesn’t ask clearly about the purpose of his coming here today, he might cause problems in his cultivation in the future.

"What nonsense are you talking about? I might have taught you the wrong thing!" Xuan Xuzi pointed at Wu Yong's nose and almost fainted from anger. He has been famous for a long time. When did he ever think that he would encounter something like this?

The apprentice suspected whether he had taught the wrong lessons.

Wu Yong was influenced by the concept of "a teacher does not have to be better than a disciple and a disciple does not have to be inferior to the teacher" in his previous life. He did not feel any discomfort in questioning whether the teacher had taught him wrong, and immediately calmly explained what happened last night clearly.

At this moment, Xuan Xuzi didn't have time to care who the expert was who was instructing his disciples. He grabbed Wu Yong's hand and frowned as he sensed it.

After a long time, he sighed: "This is my teacher's negligence. You don't know why, but you are born with extremely strong blood energy..."

When Wu Yong heard what he said, his heart was lifted, and he asked carefully: "Teacher, is this... a good thing or a bad thing?"

Xuan Xuzi let go, shook his head and said: "You can't talk about good and bad things one-sidedly, but just for the "Five Yuan Lingshu Fist" you want to practice, it is a good thing."

He paused briefly.

Wu Yong was slightly reassured and listened intently.

"Originally, the purpose of asking you to practice "Five Yuan Lingshu Fist" is to strengthen the blood in your body. As usual, for a boy of your age, the blood and body are not strong enough to learn the art of being a master.

The point of defeat."

"My teacher wanted you to practice "Five Yuan Lingshu Fist" for a month first to see how your body changes. I didn't expect that you were born with strong blood energy, which is even stronger than some monks who guide Qi and have enlightenment...

”

"Such a situation can only show that you are extremely talented. If that person hadn't passed by yesterday, it would have caused a big mistake. You are strong in blood, but your body is relatively weak. It is true that you did not explode to death when practicing "Five Yuan Lingshu Fist"

What a blessing."

Xuan Xuzi sighed: "This is my fault as a teacher. I do have three or two skills as a teacher, but this is my first time accepting a disciple, so I will inevitably not think carefully. I will be more careful in the future, so please bear with me."

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Wu Yong was startled and quickly waved his hands and said: "Teacher, please don't say that."

In the previous life, no matter which school teacher said these words, neither students nor parents would dare to take offense, even if they were polite, they would not say it.

Not to mention this world, which is similar to the ancient times, is obviously more respectful of teachers.

The weight of these words is indeed not small.

Wu Yong originally thought that the little old man in front of him was his cheap teacher. He had respect, but it was limited. But now his view of Xuan Xuzi has changed a lot, and he no longer dares to have any disrespectful thoughts.

Wu Yong asked: "Why is my blood so strong?"

Xuan Xuzi thought for a moment and said: "Then there is only one possibility. You have some kind of spiritual body, so your blood is particularly strong."

After saying this, he felt extremely happy.

Wu Yong's strong blood energy means that his body is absolutely strong. Once he masters the "Five Yuan Lingshu Fist" and begins to formally practice his archery skills, he will surely get twice the result with half the effort.

In Xuan Xuzi's heart, he had already begun to long for the scene of Wu Yong taking over his mantle.

Strong bow! Sharp arrows! Powerful shooting!

Earn a lot of face for yourself in front of a group of fellow disciples and foreign guests.

Is there anything more exciting than this?

Without Xuan Xuzi's explanation, Wu Yong immediately remembered the innate treasure body in a novel he had read in his previous life, such as the ancient divine body, the Western Wasteland Saint King's body, the earth demon body, and the blue sky hegemonic body...

Who doesn’t beat the enemy to ashes with just a single gesture?

The content in the book may be exaggerated, but it did not prevent Wu Yong from becoming more and more passionate, secretly thinking: "It turns out that I am also gifted. If this happens, my ability to wield a sword in the future will not be..."

Once again, he began to long for the image of his sword flying into the air, killing evil spirits.

The master and the apprentice each had their own thoughts, and there was a quiet moment of silence in the cave.

When the two of them realized that something was wrong in the atmosphere, they looked at me and I looked at you, and their eyes widened again.

Wu Yong coughed lightly and said: "By the way, teacher, after I said goodbye to you yesterday, Master Bai Ye called his apprentice. Has he come to see you?"

"Your uncle Bai Ye?" Xuan Xuzi was slightly surprised, "What are you looking for as a teacher?"

"Not yet?" Wu Yong explained clearly that Bai Ye asked him to practice "Tai Qing Sword Art".

When Xuan Xuzi heard what happened, his heart immediately rose.

After listening to it from beginning to end, I realized that Wu Yong still thought he had learned swordsmanship, and Bai also thought that Wu Yong took the initiative to learn his archery skills. The conversation between the two misunderstood each other and did not expose his...

…goodwill.

Well, Xuan Xuzi always thought that he was good at Wu Yong. How could learning a sword be as good as archery?

"Almost exposed..." he secretly thought carelessly!
Chapter completed!