This time, Qingmei Zhenren's eyes were fully opened, without any hesitation in his eyes, and he looked very serious.
He directly put his fingers on Ye Hong's right wrist, and a breath broke into Ye Hong's body like a storm.
Ye Hong's heart trembled because Master Qingmei's attacks were like lightning. Before he could react, Master Qingmei had already succeeded.
If Master Qingmei has murderous intentions towards Ye Hong, Ye Hong is really not sure that he can avoid it.
This shows how powerful Qingmei Zhenren is!
The breath wandered through Ye Hong's body again, and then quickly retreated.
Master Qingmei let go of his hand and looked at Ye Hong with a complicated expression.
There are doubts, shocks, and confusions in his expressions.
The reason why this happened was because of what Master Qingmei saw in Ye Hong's body.
He saw the same distribution of meridians, the same breath trajectory, and the same concentration of qi and blood as his own
Qingmei Zhenren seems to have seen himself when he was young.
What surprised Master Qingmei the most was that he had no idea why Ye Hong's physique had changed in a short period of time.
"Hahahaha, interesting."
Master Qingmei's sudden burst of laughter startled Cai Jiannan and Sima Chongting on the side.
Today, Qingmei Zhenren repeatedly lost his composure, which really subverted his previous image of being as cold as ice.
Master Qingmei suddenly stopped laughing, suddenly drew the wooden sword in his arms, and aimed it at the center of Ye Hong's eyebrows.
Cai Jiannan and Sima Chongting thought that Ye Hong had angered Master Qingmei, and their faces turned pale with fright, and they stood up and prepared to come closer.
But facing the wooden sword approaching between his eyebrows, Ye Hong's face was indifferent.
He waved his hands to Cai Jiannan and Sima Chongting, who looked worried, and smiled brightly at Master Qingmei: "I wonder if this junior's answer sheet will satisfy the Taoist priest?"
"Boy, although Pindao doesn't know how you did it, Pindao isn't interested in knowing either."
Master Qingmei had a melancholy look on his face, and sighed silently: "I am a poor man searching the world, why don't I want to pass on the mantle
Pindao originally thought that he would take Shushan Kendo into the coffin with him in this life, but I didn’t expect that you guy would give me such a surprise. "
Seeing Master Qingmei's breath loosening, Ye Hong couldn't help but feel excited in his heart, and asked excitedly: "Can Taoist Master accept this junior as his disciple this time?"
Master Qingmei shook his head.
Just when Ye Hong felt disappointed, Master Qingmei said calmly: "I can teach you three moves and two moves, even a poor Taoist can do it.
As for being your master."
Master Qingmei closed his eyes and shook his head: "I am not worthy of this."
As soon as these words came out, Cai Jiannan and Sima Chongting froze.
They know the strength of Master Qingmei best, but now even Master Qingmei thinks he is not worthy of being Master Yehong, so who in the world is qualified to be Master Yehong
What kind of freak is this guy? !
On the contrary, Leng Feng's expression remained as usual.
He has seen Ye Hong realize many opportunities by his side, and his admiration for Ye Hong in his heart far exceeds that of Cai Jiannan and Sima Chongting.
Therefore, Leng Feng would not be surprised if something strange happens from Ye Hong.
Because he had already been shocked to the point of numbness.
The wooden sword in Master Qingmei's hand moved forward slightly, gently touching Ye Hong's eyebrows.
His expression was unprecedentedly solemn, with a hint of sanctity that could not be profaned.
"Ye Hong, Pindao will teach you Shushan swordsmanship now!"
Sima Chongting and Cai Jiannan were shocked again.
Sima Chongting even stammered: "Senior, how about we avoid suspicion?"
(End of chapter)