While she was talking, a girl who was a few years older than Feng Ling'er walked over, bowed to Qiu Wanyun, and said, "Master, I'll take Ling'er down to practice first." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Qiu Wanyun gently stroked Feng Ling'er's little face, and said softly: "Ling'er, go." ”

Feng Ling'er reluctantly glanced back, but found that Han Xiao's kid was still looking at Qiu Wanyun with a stupid expression.

Qiu Wanyun was also stunned, seeing Han Xiao looking at herself so intently, just as he was very respectful of himself, so she smiled and said, "Little guy, do you have something to say to me?"

"Hehe, there's nothing to say. Han Xiao scratched the back of his head a little embarrassed, "I just remembered a poem, I don't know what it means." ”

"Huh?" Qiu Wanyun frowned slightly, "I can't imagine that you are still full of poetry and books, which one is it, read it and listen to it." ”

"Guan Guan Ju Dove, in the river island, fair lady, gentleman. I can't ask for it, I can't think about it, I wander around, and I toss and turn. Han Xiao blurted out directly without thinking.

"Ahh

This kid is really disgusted, and he dares to recite this kind of poem in front of Uncle Xiaoshi!

Qiu Wanyun's eyebrows suddenly twisted, and after a long time, a trace of blush suddenly rose on her pink face, it turned out that this guy was looking at himself like that just now, and he was actually using his brain!

"At a young age, don't learn well!" Qiu Wanyun glanced at Han Xiao, and directly turned around and floated away.

The corners of Han Xiao's mouth hung a touch of arc, the little uncle didn't slap himself, it seems that there is a play!

"At a young age, don't learn well!" The female disciples around learned Qiu Wanyun's demeanor, and pointed at Han Xiao with a smile.

Han Xiao raised his eyebrows, not caring at all: Am I young? The combined age of the two lives can be your father!

Not far away, in the shadow of a wood.

Several young men dressed in the costumes of inner disciples watched Han Xiao swaying in the square, and they all looked indignant.

These people are not very old, they are the age of courage and fierceness, especially Han Xiao actually dared to "defile" the goddess in their minds, which made them even more jealous.

"Grass, this waste, idle, unlearned, and unskilled, it's a shame for our Xuanbing Palace!" a handsome young man with a thriving figure at the head said coldly.

"That's right, damn, I dared to talk to a goddess like Uncle Xiao on the first day I came!" a chubby teenager clenched his fists and scolded: "I've been here for three years, and I haven't spoken to Uncle Xiao yet!"

The more the fat man spoke, the more angry he became, and he directly picked up an iron rod beside him and shouted: "No, the fat man, I will punch him a few times to lower the fire!"

"Eh, Du Fatty, as the senior brother of the inner gate, we started to fight such a waste, wouldn't we dirty our own hands?" The handsome young man sneered: "Senior Brother Wang, you go and arrange a few outer disciples, and when he leaves, catch him and beat him up!"

"No problem, let that waste be an inner disciple, but he was beaten by an outer disciple, see what face he will have in the Xuanbing Palace in the future!"

With that, Senior Brother Wang immediately walked briskly towards the outer disciples' activity area.

It's just that Han Xiao didn't know that his act of teasing the little junior uncle had aroused the jealousy of those senior brothers, and a conspiracy against him was unfolding.

……

Han Xiao walked around the square with a big grin, and seeing that no one was willing to take care of him, he simply jumped on a huge rock, sat on it, and watched the senior brothers below practice martial arts.

I only heard the shouts of "Hohoha hey" everywhere, and the scene was quite spectacular.

Han Xiao looked at it for a while, and saw that a senior brother's "Tiger Roaring Boxing Technique" seemed to be not bad, so he observed it with interest.

When the man finished beating the Tiger Roar Boxing method completely, Han Xiao was actually surprised to find that he had memorized every movement of that set of boxing techniques in his mind, and even analyzed which punch of that senior brother was not good and the strength was wrong.

Han Xiao's eyelids jumped, and he was secretly shocked in his heart: Could it be that although he didn't have the talent to cultivate true qi, the talent for cultivating martial arts was extremely demonic?

Han Xiao didn't know that his soul was originally superimposed by two lifetimes, coupled with the fact that he had suffered so much pain since he was a child, his soul power far exceeded that of ordinary people, and the most direct manifestation of his strong soul power was his memory and understanding.

And that set of "Tiger Roaring Fist Method" was not a high-level martial art originally, Han Xiao completely understood it once he saw it, but it was not surprising.

Han Xiao, who had tasted the sweetness, immediately looked at the other senior brother who had performed the Ice Spirit Sword Technique, and in the same way, after reading it again, Han Xiao was familiar with every move and style of that set of sword techniques.

Immediately afterwards, Han Xiao basically "stole" all the introductory martial arts of the other eight major peak sects, and the slightly more powerful of them were the "Xuanbing Palm" and a set of "Seven Star Sword Techniques" in the vein of the master.

Strictly speaking, Han Xiao is not stealing, he is above board, and he learned it in front of everyone, how can it be regarded as stealing?

Gradually, the sun set in the west, most of the disciples in the square left, and Han Xiao didn't have any martial arts to learn, so he jumped off the boulder with great interest.

It's just that Han Xiao had just walked not far away, and when he entered a forest, he saw two young men dressed in coarse cloth walking over murderously.

Their clothes are not the clothes of the inner disciples, but they can walk around the Xuanbing Palace, and they should be those outer disciples who are not treated by the high-level.

These two outer disciples were both extremely tall and powerful, about eighteen or nineteen years old, and their talents were obviously quite bad, and they only had the cultivation of the second day after tomorrow.

However, with their size, it is naturally easy to beat up a waste Han Xiao.

Those two outer disciples were the doglegs that Du Fatzi and his gang had found to teach Han Xiao a lesson.

The two stopped in front of Han Xiao, threw a broom at Han Xiao's feet, and said viciously: "Boy, go and clean up the square below for me!"

"Huh?" Han Xiao furrowed his eyebrows, when he was the eldest young master in the Han family before, he didn't say that he had swept the floor, and even when he ate, there were maids to serve him, even if Han Xiao was angry, he said coldly: "Why? You are an outer disciple, but I am an inner disciple, when you see me, don't you obediently kneel down and call senior brother?"

"Cut!" The young man on the right with thick eyebrows said disdainfully: "We naturally respect the senior brother who enters the inner door with real skills, but you enter the inner door through the back door with this kind of trust, hum, Lao Tzu can't look down on it!"

"That's it, you are a dog calf with a talent of one star at the yellow level, and Lao Tzu still has two stars, why can you have the inner door, but Lao Tzu has to stay at the outer gate as a handyman?" Another black-faced disciple was also angry, "Today you honestly sweep the ground in the square, if Lao Tzu is in a good mood, just give you a few slaps, if you don't cooperate, Lao Tzu will directly break your dog's legs!"

Han Xiao was angry and funny in his heart, everyone was a waste, but he didn't expect that he would be looked down upon by the other two wastes!

"If you have the ability, kill me, let the master sweep the floor for you, dream!" Han Xiao kicked the broom under his feet, completely looking like he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.