In the thatched house, Fan Daozi sat at the table, squinting at Jiang Yangjianqiu and the other two. He took a sip of tea, smashed it, and said lightly: "What, is there anything else?"

"Hey, what the uncle said, couldn't Jiang Yang come to see you if nothing happens..." He didn't say anything, almost trying to trick him first.

But as soon as Fan Daozi closed his eyes and then opened them suddenly, Jiang Yang became honest instantly.

He said with a timid face: "Uncle, I am here this time for my master's business."

"Oh." Hearing Jiang Yang talk about his master, Fan Daozi, he felt a little more energetic, but he immediately frowned and said, "Your master has nothing to do with me. He is not my master."

"Haha, wasn't it that my master often praised you for your immense supernatural powers, so the first person I thought of when I was in trouble was you." Jiang Yang turned around and flattered you implicitly.

But not to mention that this method really makes Fan Daozi feel very comfortable, especially the sentence "My master praises you for your vast and powerful supernatural powers." Well, you have a vision, my child, you have a great future.

"Tell me, what's the matter?" His face suddenly turned rosy. It seemed that getting the recognition from the King of Killers was an extremely exciting thing for him.

"Actually, it's like this. I haven't seen my master for seven or eight years, so I want to ask, uncle, if you know where my master is?" When he said this, Jiang Yang's expression suddenly became solemn, and his eyes became serious.

Staring at Fan Daozi without blinking.

When Fan Daozi heard this, he picked up the cup and was about to take another sip of tea. Suddenly his hand hanging in the air stopped and he raised his head to look at Jiang Yang.

"Do you want to kill someone?" he asked suddenly.

Jiang Yang smiled bitterly, "Uncle, can you speak more normally? The reason why the shackles in my heart are lifted is to save people, not to kill people, okay?"

"Just think about it." Fan Daozi suddenly sighed.

"I believe your master has told you that everything has two sides. If you use it well, you can save people, but if you use it poorly, you can kill people."

"I don't know why you suddenly figured it out, but now you..." Fan Daozi paused suddenly, and then looked at Jiang Yang with gleaming eyes: "You are still too weak!"

Jiang Yang was silent and his face turned pale. He understood what Fan Daozi said. Is he still too weak?!

His fists were clenched and veins popped out on his forehead. Even if he had released the shackles in his heart, would he still be too weak to be able to compare with Jianqiu Kunqian and others?!

"Your master... nothing happened."

Jiang Yang's eyes flashed, and he felt relieved at Fan Daozi's words. He was not afraid that he was not strong enough. He was afraid that when he was strong enough, the person he cared about... was no longer there!

"Thank you!" He cupped his fists and saluted.

"Yes." Fan Daozi nodded slightly and continued to drink his flower tea. He glanced at Jianqiu, who had been silent, and said, "What about you, what do you want to do after following me? I have already taught you what you need to teach me.

, the rest of the way is up to you to walk on your own.”

"Senior, I would like to thank you for your guidance. But I admire your understanding of kendo very much, so Jianqiu implores you to let Jianqiu become your teacher!" Jianqiu suddenly said with a serious expression, and even said so.

Suddenly he knelt down on one knee and looked sincerely at Fan Daozi in front of him.

"I said that I have already taught you what you need to teach. It's useless for you to worship me." When Fan Daozi, who didn't care about anything at first, saw Jianqiu's behavior, he suddenly seemed to be a little serious, but he also seemed to have... a look on his face.

Showing a hint of disgust.

You must know that he is a disciple of Fan Taoism, and what he pursues is Fan, and what is "fan"? Fan is vulgar.

What if you just casually say that you are a good person and I want to be your teacher? Maybe he will agree as soon as he is happy. But now that you are kneeling and speaking righteously, it will make you upset.

When Jianqiu saw Fan Daozi's refusal, he felt anxious: "Senior, I..." He wanted to say something else, but at this moment Jiang Yang suddenly kicked him and asked him to be honest. He didn't understand Fan Daozi's temper.

But Jiang Yang understands.

"Hey, uncle, look at this guy's muscles and bones. He's pretty good. Why don't you just accept it? It would be great to stay with you as a handyman, running errands or something." Jiang Yang chuckled, pleading for Jianqiu.

Coming.

Jianqiu, on the other hand, nodded vigorously. Although Jian Zong was the master of kendo, he had learned almost all the sect's kendo. Now it was not easy to see a different type of kendo expert who was so broad and profound. Naturally,

I won't let you go. As long as I can follow you, let alone run errands, I can even carry your shoes.

As for Fan Daozi, he was actually a little happy to see Xun Xin, otherwise he wouldn't have pointed out the sword before.

He has been hiding in the world for more than a hundred years, but no one from the younger generation has ever been able to see the difference in him. From the first moment he saw Jianqiu, he could tell that no matter whether it was skin, flesh, or bones, this kid had nothing in his body.

Every part of his body, even his soul, seems to be composed of sword energy. It has an indestructible pride and exudes an aura... like the Great Dao!

Natural sword body!

"Uncle, let me tell you, this guy is a super genius of the Sword Sect in the outside world. If you don't accept him as your disciple now, then when he grows up, you will hold a grudge in your heart and destroy your Wudang. You will have no place to cry.

Go cry." Jiang Yang was amused in his heart. He obviously wanted to put away Jianqiu, but because Jianqiu's behavior of becoming a disciple made him very unhappy, which made him unable to get off the stage and directly talk about accepting a disciple. He had no choice but to be more agitated.

It excited him.

"He dares?" After hearing Jiang Yang's words, Fan Daozi was also angry. He slapped the teacup and kettle on the table and jumped up.

At this time, Jianqiu was also frightened by Jiang Yang's words, his face was very pale, and he hurriedly swore: "Don't dare, don't dare..." Just kidding, if he really admitted it, then he would not even think about becoming a disciple today.

Jiang Yang was speechless, brother, I've helped you all the way here, why can't you be more upbeat? Helpless, he sighed, who said brother has a good heart? Then he should be a good man and send Buddha to the west. He rolled his eyes,

Seeing Lao Gao's kettle and tea cup, he stretched out his hand to pour a cup of tea and handed it to Jian Qiu.

Jianqiu was stunned for a moment, not knowing what Jiang Yang meant.

"Idiot, hurry up and become a disciple." Jiang Yang urged in a low voice.

"Oh..." Jianqiu reacted, took the tea cup, raised it high and bowed to Fan Daozi: "Disciple Jianqiu, pay your respects to the master!"

When Fan Daozi saw Jianqiu like this, he wanted to refuse, but think about it...if he missed this village, he would really not have this shop.

He glared at Jianqiu fiercely, and slapped the table hard: "I'm sorry you don't dare!" Then he took the tea cup and drank it all in one gulp.

After walking out of the hut, facing the extremely brilliant sun, looking at the blue sky and white clouds, and recalling the scenes in the hut, Jianqiu couldn't help but smile bitterly. Fortunately, no one saw it, otherwise he would have been embarrassed.

Ahem, although my ambition is not big, just one sword and one opponent, but sometimes face is also very important.

"Thank you." He said sincerely to Jiang Yang. If it weren't for Jiang Yang, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to become his master.

Jiang Yang smiled and was about to tell Jian Qiu a few words about Daozi Fan's temper in a humble way, but suddenly found that Jian Qiu's eyes suddenly changed from calm to fanatical. He stared at Jiang Yang closely, and his expression was simply...

I'm so excited to see a stunning beauty.

"Hey, Jiang Yang, there is no one now, why not us..."

But before he could finish speaking, Jiang Yang suddenly shouted: "Get out, I don't want to be gay!"

Jianqiu's face suddenly darkened, and he suddenly broke down in mid-sentence. "Boss, I'm just asking for a sword or something. Who wants to be gay with you? I'm going to fuck with your sister!"
Chapter completed!