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Persuaded by his master to stay and rest in his small building, Jiang Han was straightening his back, his body was stiff, and he was very conflicted in his heart. It seemed that there was a steelyard swinging left and right, and it was difficult to make a decision. Even though he wanted to stay, his reason was quietly Advise him to leave, not to disturb Master anymore.
The master has treated him so well, and he is already satisfied. There was something special yesterday, so there should be no such transgressions after that.
Thinking of this, he firmly rejected Master's kindness.
Helang had already thought of his attitude like this, and he wasn't surprised at all. He didn't intend to say too much, and just replied lightly, "There are restrictions on the mountain, and you can't go down without the teacher's permission."
This is indeed the most important problem. Jiang Hanzheng showed a look of frustration all of a sudden, knowing that he would always be under the control of his master.
Now he couldn't leave even if he wanted to, so he had to stay here with peace of mind, but secretly found a reason for himself in his heart: Today is because the master taught him to practice, so he stayed... It can't be overstepped.
Keenly aware that Jiang Han was compromising, Helang raised the corners of his mouth. The defense of the person in front of him was being breached layer by layer, which made his heart feel a little more relaxed. He stood up, and when his eyes were slightly bent, there was even a hint of water in the eyes.
Jiang Hanzheng knew that the master really loved him, so he also took advantage of the situation to show a state of dependence, letting himself take a step closer to the master, and only hoped that the person in front of him would not see through his thoughts.
Obedient children are always the most painful, Helang rubbed Jiang Hanzheng's hair naturally, and sighed: "This is the good boy."
This boy is only in his teens. When other children are still enjoying the support and love of his family, he can only live on the street, living a life without a meal. It would be a lie to say that you don't feel sorry for high-level spirit beasts chasing and killing them.
However, Helang couldn't help thinking, if he hadn't offered to help at that time, but had stood by and let Bai Lingzhi rescue him, then wouldn't the child have such admiration for him, and would have given this Gratitude and respect are transferred to that girl? So will he still come to Tianshan School and worship him as a teacher
Helang fell into deep thought, and his complexion changed slightly. In the end, he could only praise Guatu. Its idea really provided convenience for him at this time.
Jiang Hanzheng didn't know what he was thinking, and put his heart on the palm above his head. He lowered his head and didn't dare to look at the man's face, just quietly enjoying the warm touch from the palm of that palm, For a moment, the scalp was numb, the bases of the ears were hot, and the cheeks were flushed.
Helang turned back and withdrew his hand, but saw that his apprentice was sweating on his forehead, his cheeks were flushed, and he was biting his lips tightly as if he was enduring some emotion. Helang thought that he had contracted an illness from overwork, so he asked a question with concern.
Jiang Hanzheng shook his head immediately, repeatedly saying that he was fine, and finally said a word, with a weak mosquito, "I have never been a greedy person, and I don't expect so much."
Helang was slightly stunned, still pondering the meaning of his words, when he saw that the kid was like a rabbit, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
He rubbed his forehead slightly, and smiled helplessly, thinking that he might have a generation gap with him, why are young boys of this age so sensitive, and it is inconvenient to speak out with their worries in mind
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Jiang Han returned to the room as if fleeing, and took a closer look at the room again. On the table were the books prepared by Master for him, on the table were the teacups he had drunk, and in the cabinet there were also several sets newly ordered by Master for him after he thought his clothes were rough. His clothes, there are traces of him everywhere, as if this room belongs to him.
Thinking of the various behaviors of the master, it is not difficult to guess his intention. He wants to let himself have a favorable environment for cultivation, and stay away from those outer disciples at the foot of the mountain, so as to prevent his weak self from being bullied by others and dare not speak out.
He wiped his tears quietly, a place in his heart seemed to collapse instantly, he knew that he had nothing to repay, and his talent was dull, so he could only put in a thousand times more effort in cultivation, but he hadn't even grasped the essentials of Qi training, let alone It is said to further absorb Qi into the body.
Even if he always keeps in mind the law that the five elements restrain each other that the master taught him, it is useless. He is forced to stop practicing Qi every day. After a month, he is extremely distressed, and the initial enthusiasm for fighting has been wiped out. , Self-doubting whether this is because I am really stupid, it is really like what those people said, a waste spirit root is a waste spirit root, no matter how popular it is, it will accomplish nothing.
He thought of his younger brother, Wuding Daoist, who often teaches apprentices, and may have unique insights and experience in the foundation of cultivation.
Thinking up to this point, he didn't hold back, and immediately took Jiang Hanzheng to his junior brother's cave.
"Master, what is this?" Jiang Han was a little nervous after not leaving the mountain for a long time.
"You haven't been able to refine Qi into your body for a long time, and you are not good at imparting experience as a teacher, so I will take you to find Wuding Daoist to find some methods."
He can make a general idea by himself, but it is not enough to talk about teaching, and the original body does not seem to be very proficient in teaching apprentices. The last apprentice he accepted was able to achieve something because of his own talent, and he was loved by him so much. But it doesn't have much to do with his teaching.
In fact, Jiang Han was only delaying this matter for more than a month, and it is common for ordinary practitioners to delay for several years in refining qi into the body, but He Lang is eager and unwilling to let his disciples fall behind.
During this period of time, the memory of the original body would emerge from time to time, and Helang also gradually understood Wuding's temperament. He felt that he was cheerful, although he was occasionally rough, but his temper was actually docile and reliable. That's why he wanted to Ask him.
Wuding Daoist's mansion is not as quiet as Helang's, and it is not far from the sect, so there are a lot of disciples who come and go to do things, and Wuding also has a lot of apprentices. It's much more lively.
Across the lush vegetation and blooming flowers in front of him is the Wuding Cave Mansion. Only then did he take a step, the air in front of him twisted slightly, and a barrier shone slightly, as if raindrops fell on the water surface, creating a circle of ripples .
Helang knew that this was a restriction similar to a doorbell. As long as someone approached, the master would know immediately, and continued to go deeper as usual, but Jiang Hanzheng had never seen anything in the world, and he was already afraid when he saw the magnificent courtyard outside. Get up, let alone see such a formation at this time.
Helang had no choice but to hold his apprentice's timidity, so he could only gently pinch his wrist, and lead him through the formation in front of the door. The journey was unimpeded, and he walked quickly. Jiang Han was also sticking to his side with a reddish face, tending keep up.
From a long distance, the two of them saw Daoist Wuding lying half-lying on a soft chair in a disfigured manner. Although he was born as youthful as his disciples, he already looked lazy and wanted to live his life in peace. A few disciples under his seat waited on him. Behind him were apprentices who were shaking fans to enjoy the coolness, and others who were pinching his legs and beating his back, and serving tea and water. There was a female apprentice half-kneeling on the ground, beating his leg bones with a low eyebrow and pleasing to the eye. Happy life.
In order to be able to assume the position of master, Helang also put in a lot of hard work. When the apprentice was practicing hard, he also accompanied him. Over the past month, his cultivation level has slowly improved, but the apprentice still has nothing to do. He is also worried about the progress. The gap between physical talents is not so easy to fill.
Looking aside, a few apprentices were reciting the lengthy formula clearly, looking very cute, staring nervously at the expression of their master, for fear that he would be dissatisfied. Wuding didn't know if he had heard it, he just shook his head as if listening to a tune, and nodded from time to time.
This situation is really different from his deserted cave, and Helang couldn't help feeling a little envious when he saw it, staring at those well-behaved and obedient disciples, and sighed a little, he didn't expect the junior to get along with the apprentice so well, unlike him, There will also be some worries about it. He is just such a little apprentice, and his mind is more delicate and sensitive than ordinary people. He can only find a way to make him more resolute, at least not even dare to look at him.
Jiang Han was seeing the master looking at the good-looking and high-strength senior brothers and sisters in front of him. He tugged at the master, as if he wanted to remind him to say hello to Wuding Daoist, but in the end he hesitated to speak, feeling that I am not qualified to take care of these matters of the master, so I can only droop my shoulders and stop talking.
Helang glanced at him lightly, and he tugged at the hem of his clothes again. Seeing that the people in front of him were ashamed of themselves, the master only accepted him, and he was still so unbelievable that he needed the master to help him every day. Take care, now that the master has met the apprentices of Daoist Wuding, he must be disgusted with him. If he really accepts other senior brothers and sisters into the master's sect, what should he do with himself who is already inconspicuous
Thinking of this, his eyes became hot again, fearing that he would embarrass his master, Jiang Han was quickly wiping his face with his sleeve indiscriminately.
He was only in his early ten years old, and his body was thin and thin, not to mention shrinking into a ball in front of these people, his body stiffened to the side, looking really pitiful, it was hard for Helang not to notice his appearance abnormal.
Helang had a guilty conscience. At that moment, he really envied his junior for having these filial disciples, but when he saw his little disciple again, all the thoughts in his mind dissipated again. There was such a task object that he didn't care Well, how could he look for other people who have nothing to do with this matter? He has no second thoughts about it.
He embraced Jiang Hanzheng's slightly weak shoulders, and whispered comfortingly, "You... rest at ease."
Wuding watched the interaction between master and apprentice, raised his eyebrows, and greeted him enthusiastically without saying anything.
"Hey! What kind of fairy wind has blown senior brother here! The fluffy pimples are shining, the fluffy pimples are shining!"
The author has something to say: The small attack is still very weak in the early stage, and Lang Lang automatically turns on the cub protection mode. I really still feel like Lang Lang is raising a child, when can I have a relationship and have a blast (fake)
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