MTL - Slag Shou Cultivating Manual-Chapter 77 No place

He was persuaded by the Master to stay and rest in his small building. Jiang Han was stiff with his back stiff, and he was tangled in his heart. There seemed to be a steel bar swinging from side to side. Persuade him to leave, and should not disturb Master again.

The teacher has treated him so well, and he has been fully satisfied. Yesterday was something special, and he should not have these transgressions anymore.

Thinking so, he firmly rejected Master's kindness.

Herron had long thought that he would have such an attitude, and it was no surprise that he didn't plan to say too much, and only replied lightly, "There is a ban on the mountain, and you can't go down without permission from the teacher."

This is indeed the most important issue. Jiang Han was showing frustration at once, knowing that he would always be controlled by the master in applause.

He could n’t even walk if he wanted to leave, so he had to stay here with peace of mind, but secretly found excuses for himself: Today is because the Master taught himself to practice, so what he left ... ca n’t be exceeded.

He was keenly aware of the breath of Jiang Han being compromised, Heron raised the corners of his mouth, and the man ’s defense in front of him was being broken by layers, which made his heart a little easier, and his face was pleasant, so that his usual cold face was mild When I got up, when my eyes were slightly bent, my eyes contained light water flowing.

Jiang Han is aware that Master really loves him, and he also shows his dependence. He slightly allows himself to be one step closer to Master, and only hopes that the person in front of him does not see his mind.

The obedient child has always been the most painful, and Heron naturally rubbed Jiang Hanzheng's hair and sighed, "This is a good apprentice."

This teenager is only a teenager, and while other children are still enjoying the support and love at home, he can only live on the streets, live in style, live a life without meals, and be so dangerous at first sight. The high-level spirit beast hunts down, saying that the distress is false.

But Heron couldn't help thinking about it. If he didn't help, but stood by and let Bai Lingsun rescue him, would the child not have such admiration for himself, but instead use this Gratitude and respect are transferred to that girl? So will he still come to the Tianshan School and worship him as a teacher?

Heron fell into contemplation and his face changed slightly. In the end, he could only praise the melon rabbit. His idea really provided convenience for himself at this time.

Jiang Han is not aware of what he thinks, his mind is all on the palm of his head, his head down, he dare not look at the face of the man, and just enjoys the warm touch from the palm of that palm, For a while, the scalp became numb, the ears became hot, and the cheeks turned red.

Heron returned to his head and retracted his hand, but saw that the child was sweating on his forehead, his cheeks were red, and his lips seemed to be enduring. He thought he was sick from overwork, and asked with concern.

Jiang Han was shaking his head immediately, saying repeatedly that he was not inconvenienced, and finally said a word, weak mosquitoes, "Tutors ... have never been greedy people, and do not expect so many."

Heron was a little stunned, still pondering the meaning of his words, and saw that the boy was like a rabbit, and disappeared as soon as he slipped away.

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 inconvenient to speak?

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Jiang Han was fleeing back to the room, and looked at the room again. There were books prepared for him by the master, several tea cups he had drank, and several sets of masters in the cabinet suspected that he was rough-dressed. His clothes are everywhere, leaving traces of him, just like this room belongs to him.

Thinking of Master's various behaviors, it is not difficult to guess his intention. He wants to cultivate himself in a good environment and stay away from those outside disciples under the mountain, so as to avoid being weak and being bullied by others but not daring to speak.

He quietly wiped his tears, and there seemed to be a momentary collapse in his heart. He knew that he had nothing to report and was foolish. He could only do a thousand times more effort in cultivation. Said to further breathe into the body.

Even if he kept in mind that the five elements that the Master taught him to overcome, it was useless. He was frequently forced to stop practicing daily, and he was extremely distressed after a month. His first spirit of fighting was also consumed. I wonder if this is really stupid myself. Like those people say, the waste spirit root is the waste spirit root, even if how to be favored, nothing will happen.

He remembered his mentor, Wu Dingzhen, who is a regular apprentice and may have unique insights and experience on the basis of cultivation.

At this point in his thoughts, he did not twiddle, and immediately took Jiang Hanzheng to his brother's cave.

"Master, are you this?" Jiang Han was a little hesitant before leaving the mountain for a long time.

"You haven't been able to refine gas into the body for a long time, and you are not good at imparting experience as a teacher, so you will be led to find a real person to find some ways."

He can cultivate some points by himself, but it is not enough to talk about teaching, and the original body does not seem to be very proficient in apprenticeship. The last apprentice who achieved something is also because of his talents, and he loves him so much. But it has nothing to do with his teaching.

In fact, Jiang Han was delayed in this matter for more than a month. It is also possible for ordinary practitioners to delay the refining of the body for several years, but He Lang was so eager that he was not willing to leave his apprentice behind.

During this period of time, the memory of the original body will emerge from time to time, and Heron also gradually learned about the uncertain temperament and felt that he was cheerful. Although occasionally rough, the spleen was actually meek and reliable, so he wanted to Ask him.

The house of Wudingzhenren is not as quiet as Heron's, and it is not far from the martial arts. Therefore, there are many disciples who come and go, and there are also a lot of apprentices who do n’t accept themselves. It's much more lively.

Passing in front of a lush green grass and blooming flowers, it is the indefinite Dongfu. He stepped further, and the air in front of him was slightly twisted, and a barrier flickered. It seemed that raindrops fell on the water surface, and there was a ripple. .

Heron knew that this was a doorbell-like prohibition. As soon as someone approached, the owner would immediately know it, and he continued to look as usual, but Jiang Hanzheng had not seen anything before, and he was scared when he saw the grand courtyard outside. Get up, let alone see such a formation at this time.

Helping his apprentice's courage, Heron gently squeezed his wrist and took him through the array in front of the door. He walked all the way unimpeded and walked quickly. Jiang Hanzheng also stuck to his face reddishly, tending to Keep up.

The two of them saw Wuding real person half-lying on a soft chair, apparently born to be as young as his disciples, but they were already a lazy man who wanted to enjoy life forever. Several disciples were waiting. Behind him was an apprentice who shook the fan for him, or someone who pinched his back and carried tea and water. He was kneeling down on the ground with a female apprentice, and lightly rubbed his leg bones for him. So happy.

In order to be able to assume the role of master, Heron also worked a lot. When the disciples worked hard, he accompanied him. This month, his cultivation has slowly picked up, but the apprentices still have nothing. He is also worried about the progress, and the gap between the physical talents is not so easy to fill.

While looking aside, several apprentices clearly recited long tactics, looking very smart and staring nervously at his Master's expression, for fear of any dissatisfaction. Wu Ding didn't know if he had heard it, just shaking his head like listening to a tune, sometimes nodding.

This situation is really different from his deserted Dongfu. Heron was jealous when he looked at it. He stared at those obedient disciples, and sighed a little. I did not expect that the master would still get along with the apprentice like this. There will be some worries about this. He is just such a little apprentice, and his mind is more delicate and sensitive than ordinary people. He can only think of ways to make his character firm, at least not even dare to look at him.

Jiang Han was seeing Master looking at the good-looking and cultivating brothers and sisters who were high-strength in front of him. He pulled the Master, as if to remind him to say hello to the uncertain real person. I am not qualified to govern these things, I had to hold my shoulders and stop speaking.

Heron glanced at him lightly, and he tugged at the corner of his clothes again, watching the people in front of himself filthy, the Master only accepted him, and he was so unconvinced that he needed to be for him every day Toil, now Master sees apprentices who are not real, presumably to be rejected by him. In case some other brothers and sisters are really taken into the door of Master, how should he be inconspicuous?

Thinking this way, his eyes were hot again, fearing that he would be ashamed of Master, Jiang Han was quickly wiping his face with his sleeves.

He was only in his early ten years of age, and his body was thin and thin, not to mention it was shrunk in front of these people. Standing rigidly on the side, it looked really pathetic, and it was hard to keep Heron from paying attention to him. The exception.

Heron had a guilty conscience. At that moment, he was really envious of his filial piety, but when he saw his little apprentice, all the thoughts in his brain were dissipated for another time, and there was no care for such a task object. Well, how could he find someone else who had nothing to do with it?

He embraced Jiang Hanzheng's weak shoulders and whispered comfort, "You ... feel at ease."

Looking at the interaction between the master and the apprentice, he raised his eyebrows, said nothing, and greeted him warmly.

"Yo! What kind of immortal wind brought the brother to you!

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