Yin Dong was also moved and said, "Enough, don't talk about so much, it's irrelevant. Listen, Master said that you are not talented, so don't mix in. You have more things to do, don't be lazy."
Gu Wen smiled and said with a very beating: "That's right, Brother Ling, Master said you can't do it, just stay in the back and take care of the logistics for us. After all, someone needs to coordinate after catching piglets to train the Longli Cultivator's troops."
Ling Fan gritted his teeth and scolded: "Get out!"
"Wenzi is right, just stay in the back and coordinate. After all, we are not at ease with this kind of thing to be arranged by others. Brother Ling, be sure to keep lofty. In the future, we brothers will see the scenery at a higher level together."
After saying that, in order to enhance Ling Fan's confidence, Yin Dong did not hesitate to smear the old Taoist priest: "Don't listen to the master's nonsense that you are not talented. The old liar always likes to cheat and deceive him. He can only believe his words."
It is rare for the old Taoist priest to not slap this disobedient disciple and began to seriously think about what kind of martial arts should he give to Ling Fan?
Throughout history, the strong people who have reached the forefront of the world have not all the best talented people, but they must be the ones with the strongest minds.
Talent is a thing that can be compensated by many acquired opportunities and creations. Firm beliefs and will cannot be created by chance and creations.
When Ling Fan was in a short period of time, he could have such a firm belief that he was not afraid of life and death, and gave him a suitable exercise. Perhaps he would have a day of stalemate!
At this moment, the old Taoist priest really had a trace of expectation for Ling Fan. Of course, it was just a trace of hope, and it was like sowing a seed at will, and it would bear whatever flowers and fruits it could bloom, and it would be harvested in the sky.
As for the moment, his hope is still on Yin Dong, and Xiaobao is an unexpected surprise. In other words, he didn't care much about what kind of achievements Gu Wen and Wang Yan would have, and he took the attitude of going with the flow.
You can’t be too greedy when you are a human being.
The old Taoist priest felt that he could not greedily expect his younger brothers to be like dragons, which was unrealistic.
He said to Gu Wen: "Let Ling Fan come here."
Yin Dong immediately became alert: "Master, why did you ask Brother Ling to come here? I told you that I will not let Brother Ling practice the real understanding of the Tianlong. Don't you have any bad thoughts?"
Bang!
The old Taoist priest slapped Yin Dong directly, and at the same time sealed his cultivation, making his neck stuck on the branch of the tree in the yard, hanging there like air-dried bacon.
"Rebel disciple!" The old Taoist priest got his true energy and cursed angrily. Shanguan's beard was raised. Does this guy know what respecting teachers and Taoism mean?
Yin Dong was so happy to see that the old Taoist priest was really angry. He understood that he was not trying to let Ling Fan practice the real understanding of the dragon. He should have been moved by Ling Fan and wanted to cultivate this registered disciple well.
Gu Wen also had the same idea as Yin Dong. After passing the message to Ling Fan, he smiled flatteringly at the old Taoist priest: "Master, do you want to give some magic weapons to protect your disciples' lives?"
Yin Dong, who was hanging on the tree branch, said leisurely: "The old liar is not omnipotent. Wenzi, haven't you seen it yet? The old liar only has this clone that survives. If you can help me keep Xiaobao safe, I will be Amitabha. We can't count on him for other dangers."
The old Taoist priest was itchy when he heard it. This kid really deserves a beating and hasn't been beaten enough yet!
But, he really couldn't refute it because this is the truth!
When the old Taoist priest was embarrassed, Xiaobao's tender voice sounded: "Baby is so hungry! Master, let the rake rake cook."
"Little bad guy, are you really hungry, or do you feel sorry for your dad hanging on the tree?" Gu Wen smiled and stretched out his hand to the magic claws, ravaging Xiaobao's white and tender little face.
"Bad Wenzi!" Xiaobao was exposed and became a little angry. He punched Gu Wen, but Gu Wen picked up like a chicken and let him punch him, but he couldn't hit Gu Wen.
"Xiaobao, give it to stone!"
Suddenly, Xiaojun grabbed a handful of stones on the ground and threw them at Xiaobao. This time, Gu Wen was caught off guard and didn't react at all. He saw Xiaobao's claws grabbing, grabbing the flying stones, and then smashing them hard at Gu Wen.
*...
Several stones hit Gu Wen's face one after another, making a loud bang. One of them hits the bridge of his nose. Suddenly, a sour air rushed up, causing him to scream "ahhhh".
"Oh, it's great, Brother Xiaobao hit me!" Xiaojun slapped desperately and laughed.
Xiaobao also giggled, and his little claws were still holding a stone, and he threatened Gu Wen: "Bad Wenzi, let the baby go!"
Gu Wen suffered a small loss and was a little embarrassed. He touched his nose, gritted his teeth and cursed, "Two little villains, okay, they can play this trick!"
The old Taoist priest was also quite surprised and said happily: "No, haha, both little guys are good!"
While he was joking, he raised his hand and pointed it. Xiaobao, who was grabbed by Gu Wen, was swept away by an invisible soft force and flew directly into his arms. Then, Xiaojun was also captured by them.
"Brother Junzi, okay!" Xiaobao hugged Xiaojun happily and kissed him on the face.
Xiaojun smiled and was so happy.
Yin Dong hung on the tree branch and saw this scene. He felt that the two little ones had trained. Just now, Xiaojun threw it accurately, and Xiaobao also picked it up very accurately. He didn't miss a single stone. He couldn't help but wonder: "Xiaojun, why did you think of throwing a stone for Xiaobao's brother?"
Xiaojun smiled and said, "When the dog was broken, my master taught me to throw stones at Xiaobao's brother."
Gu Wen was stunned for a moment, then laughed and scolded: "You kid are you beating me like a bad dog?"
Yin Dong smiled unscrupulously: "It must be!"
There was a lot of laughter in the yard, and Wang Haisheng, who was lying in the corner of the yard, sat up, looking confused.
He didn't see what happened in the yard just now, because the old Taoist priest made him fall asleep immediately. At this moment, he couldn't help but ask in surprise: "What are you all giggling? Also, Dongzi, you are impatient in your life, and you stuck your neck on the tree branch, do you want to be a hanged ghost?"
Yin Dong's face turned dark, and the dead duck said stubbornly: "You can care about you! Can't I practice?"
Wang Haisheng knew it was impossible, and smiled and said, "This way of cultivation is really unique!"
Gu Wen smiled badly and said, "Yes, Master, since Dongzi likes this way of cultivation, let him continue."
"Bad Wenzi!"
Chapter completed!