Qi Jiabiao was in a state of shock and could not extricate himself. In the field, Elder Qian, the masters, and other outer disciples all had a crystal screen made of mana in front of them, and they began to perform calculations.
After about half a stick of incense, Qian Feng let out a hearty long smile, put away the crystal screen in front of him, pointed at Xu Yi and said, "Okay, it's really a good seedling, such a genius, I'm really happy, tell me, what do you have?" Requests, no matter whether they are excessive or not, as long as they are within my ability, I will definitely satisfy you."
As soon as these words came out, everyone looked sideways.
Elder Qian is really happy, this kind of joy of solving the puzzle, people who are not immersed in the art of numerology can't know it.
Manggu's question puzzled him for a long time, but Xu Yi gave a new idea to solve the problem, but did not solve the problem, leaving the greatest feeling of refreshment to him.
Now that he solved the problem, all the 36,000 pores in his body felt refreshed. The more he looked at Xu Yi, the more pleasing he felt.
Xu Yi cupped his fists and said, "Since this is the case, this junior will not be hypocritical. I would like to ask Master Bingqian to be my temporary guide."
As soon as these words came out, the shock was not small.
"Elder, only outer disciples can invite inner masters as their mentors. Xu Yi is a newcomer and is a trial disciple. His qualifications are too low. How can he invite inner masters as his mentors on the first day of entry."
Qi Jiabiao couldn't bear it anymore and spoke again.
Qian Feng trusted him a lot for him being able to perform his duties in the Internal Affairs Department. Normally, he would never disobey Qian Feng's wishes like this. This time, he was really stimulated by Xu Yi's various unnatural actions.
Xu Yi said, "This fellow Taoist misunderstood. What I said was a temporary guide, not a teacher. It's just that I have something I don't understand. I can ask Master Bingqian for advice."
"Okay, I've agreed to this little request, Bingqian, are you okay?"
What Xu Yi said was reasonable, and it was not a difficult request. Qian Feng only felt that this child knew the importance and was worthy of cultivation.
Han Bingqian was completely stunned. He never dreamed that such a situation would happen. Logically, Xu Yi should not know his own existence. This, what the hell is going on...
"Wow, boy Xu, I think you are crazy."
There was a thunder on the ground, and Song Zhengyi exploded.
He couldn't believe his ears, Xu Yi entered the Liangwang Peak, but he made it happen with his own efforts, and it was also negotiated with him personally, what is this kid doing.
Xu Yi bowed heavily to Song Zhengyi, "Ms. Xu has been favored by Guru Zhengyi a lot. I am really lucky for three lives, but I think Guru Bingqian is more suitable for me. I have discussed knowledge with Guru Bingqian several times. I really admire Guru Qian's rigorous academic style, so for the time being, I would like to ask Guru Bingqian to guide me, and Guru Zhengyi not to be angry."
"Wow, Han Bingqian, you shameless villain, I'll tell you why you always hang around me. It turns out that you have such a sinister plan to kill me, so I'll kill you."
With a bang, Song Zheng did it as soon as he said it, and shot directly, a slap of light directly blasted at Han Bingqian.
With a bang, the crowd dispersed in an instant, Elder Qian curled his lips, muttered "I'm not a son of man", and ran away without a trace.
Although he, the elder of the internal affairs hall, is a disciple of the second generation, he does not have the absolute prestige to overwhelm the disciples of the third generation.
What's more, Song Zhengyi's temperament is notoriously straightforward, why should he go to this muddy water, anyway, he won't really die.
Even Elder Qian didn't care about this nonsense, and the others were naturally not stupid enough to get involved in it, and immediately dispersed, and even Xu Yi took the opportunity to run away without a trace, leaving only Song Zhengyi and Han Bingqian fighting in the entire Big Bamboo Peak.
...
It was night, and the mountain wind was howling, pouring in through the transom, sobbing unceasingly, and the noise was extremely loud, but it was far from suppressing Han Bingqian's growling and cursing.
"...Idiot, the biggest idiot in the world, the brain of Song is made of granite. I have already told him the truth, but I just don't believe it. I will kill him, I will kill him..."
"...Damn cunning, I know, I must have known it, very good, now that I know it, then everyone should not cover it up, just let it go, Song Zhengyi, I can afford to offend him, I don't have to Worship me as your mentor, I will definitely guide and guide you well... "
In the dim cave, Han Bingqian sat on the steps of the entrance hall, under the faint moonlight, his severely damaged face was surprisingly ferocious.
In the entire cave, all the people were expelled by the furious Han Bingqian long ago. He was like a wounded wild wolf, licking his wounds alone.
In the battle with Song Zhengyi, he fully realized the gap between himself and the most straightforward guy in the entire Liangwang Peak Dojo.
If it wasn't for the battle between the two who almost destroyed half of the small bamboo peak and caused a huge commotion, the elders of the Law Enforcement Hall came out to stop him. He doubted that Song could really kill him.
"Okay, it's very good, I have learned to use my strength to fight, but it's too early to be exposed. If you are cloudy, maybe I will have to be injured more seriously. This small injury is worth it...cough … What… "
Before he could finish his muttering, Han Bingqian coughed violently, vomited blood for a while, and hurriedly grabbed a handful of pills and swallowed them, and before he could breathe evenly, two figures flew across the sky.
"Old Han, did someone surnamed Song commit such a murderous act?"
The long-faced middle-aged man on the left shouted indignantly.
The short, fat middle-aged man on the right snorted, "I didn't catch up. If I catch up, I won't be married to Song."
The long-faced middle-aged man was called Tu Yi, the short and fat middle-aged man was called Feng Qing, and he and Han Bingqian were quite close on weekdays.
Han Bingqian sneered and said, "I don't think Brother Feng can't catch up, but he doesn't want to catch up. The battle between me and Song is not a one-stop fight. With your eyes and ears, Brother Feng, you can't hear it? Okay, the one with the surname Han is counted. It can be seen that all relatives, friends and close friends are all in vain."
Feng Qing's fat face flushed slightly, and he was so embarrassed, "It's my brother's fault, but in such a situation, what can I do if I rush over to help you fight Song Zhengyi? There is a small hill in the dojo, is it really just a show for the elders of the Law Enforcement Hall? Brother Han, I am also powerless. No, once your side is over, I will drag Lao Tu to come to condolences to you."
As he said that, a blue ice fruit appeared in Feng Qing's palm, which was very valuable.
Although the three of them are like-minded, after all these years, there is always some friendship between them.
What's more, the two of them just sat and watched Han Bingqian get beaten up, no matter what, they were wronged, and they could only make up for it with treasures.
A green bottle appeared in Tu Yi's palm, "There are only twelve bottles of Maojuxian's newly-released wine a year, but a bottle of Purple Wishing Beads was called outside. Dude, you are unlucky too. What happened to that Xu Yi? Do you have a feud with your brother, or is it really your brother who has taken a fancy to this guy and wants to win his love? But let me tell you, your price is too high."