Cheng Shifei looked at the dagger held by Song Yan in a daze, and subconsciously asked, "Why did you save me?"

Song Yan played with taste: "Young Master Ben is not saving you, I'm worried that if you die, who will I ask for silver! By the way, Young Master Ben still lacks a follower by his side, a thousand taels of silver a month, are you interested?"

Cheng Shifei was stunned again, and then a look of gratitude appeared on his face, and he knelt down in front of Song Yan with a puff: "From now on, I will be your dog, and I will do whatever you ask me to do!"

Seeing this, Song Yan's face turned cold: "I have no interest in raising dogs, it's still the same sentence, I lack a follower by my side, come to me when you figure it out! Xiaohu, Xiaowu, let's go!"

Looking at Song Yan's back being hugged and leaving, Cheng Cheng's fists gradually clenched, and a decision was made in his heart!

And Qin Feng, as soon as he returned to his courtyard, he drove away all the people, the anger in his heart could no longer be held back, he grabbed the things in the house and crackled and smashed them violently, and kept roaring words like "I'm going to kill you" in his mouth. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Half a quarter of an hour later, looking at the fragments of a place, Qin Feng's heart gradually calmed down, and a plan slowly took shape in his heart......

After this ring battle, Huang Liang's fame became louder and louder in the outer gate, and there was a faint tendency to become the first newcomer this time.

Early the next morning.

Surrounded by a group of newly started outer disciples, Song Yan slowly walked towards the lecture hall.

Classes are held once every five days, and it is stipulated in the precepts that all new disciples are not allowed to be absent from the classes in the martial arts hall without reason in the next three months.

The significance of the existence of the martial arts hall is to teach the exercises, and the exercises taught are all yellow-level middle-grade exercises.

There are a total of nine classrooms in the lecture hall.

At the beginning of each class, there will be nine tutors at the same time, and each instructor will explain a technique, and everyone can choose one of the ones they are more interested in to listen to the class.

As soon as I stepped into the lecture hall, a bulletin board came into view.

There are nine lines of font written on it:

Classroom No. 1: Tutor Qi Tianyu, the exercise "Bing Xuanjin".

Classroom No. 2: Tutor Zhong Wuyue, the exercise "Nine Yin Gong".

Classroom No. 3: Tutor Ye Jing, the exercise "Shenyue Gong".

Classroom No. 4: Tutor Qin Tianming, the exercise "Vajra Gong".

Classroom No. 5: Instructor Yue Yan, the exercise "Iron Practice".

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These nine mentors are all inner disciples, and they are not talking in vain, the sect will pay them two hundred taels of silver for each class.

"There is still half an hour left before the class, everyone can choose the exercises they want to learn and go in!"

Song Yan said to the people behind him, and then walked into classroom No. 1, not that he was interested in Bing Xuanjin, but that classroom No. 1 was the closest.

The classrooms were spacious, filled with dense futons, and there were hundreds.

However, the futon in front was occupied by the outer disciples who came first, so Song Yan chose a position in the back and sat down.

There is a small forest near the lecture hall.

An outer disciple quietly entered it, and then said to a man in the woods who was standing with his back to him, "Senior Brother Chen, that kid surnamed Huang has entered Classroom No. 1!"

"Okay, I got it. ”

The man with his back to him nodded, and threw the disciple a second-grade Xuandan, the outer disciple's eyes lit up, and after receiving the second-grade Xuandan, he quietly retreated.

At this moment, nine inner disciples came to the lecture hall together.

These nine are today's teachers.

Suddenly, Qi Tianyu paused and said to the other eight people: "Senior brothers, go in first, I have some personal matters to deal with!"

The other eight people didn't care and went straight into the lecture hall.

Seeing that the eight people had already left, Qi Tianyu turned into an afterimage and came towards the grove.

"Senior Brother Chen, you called me over, do you have any advice?" Qi Tianyu hugged Chen Yan and said.

"Senior Brother Qi, I have something to ask you ......!"

Classroom One.

When the class was about to start, the tutor Qi Tianyu walked into the classroom, and the originally noisy classroom instantly became quiet.

Qi Tianyu walked straight to the podium in front of him, and his eyes swept over the outer disciples in the classroom: "I am Qi Tianyu, your mentor today, next, I will give you how to correctly cultivate "Ice Xuanjin", here, I remind you that during my explanation, first, no noise, second, no questions, and third, no leave halfway. Okay, let's start class!"

"Ice Xuanjin" is a yellow-level lower-grade exercise, there are four levels of exercises, which are the early stage, middle stage, late stage and consummation, and the cultivation of the exercises to the consummation realm can reach the sixfold level of qi refining.

Qi Tianyu first recited Bing Xuanjin several times, and then began to explain them one by one, he explained in detail, and at the same time, he also explained the places that need to be paid attention to in the cultivation process, therefore, most of the outer disciples listened to it fascinated, but Song Yan listened a little drowsy.

This is two hours.

"It's time to ask questions, everyone can raise their hands and ask questions if they don't understand something!" Qi Tianyu's slightly sharp gaze swept over everyone, and his gaze stayed for a while as he swept over Song Yan.

The question session went on for another hour.

Qi Tianyu said again: "There is still half an hour, this class will end, for the sake of everyone's good performance, I plan to personally instruct everyone's martial arts, is there any student willing to come up and accept my guidance?"

Hearing this, everyone was a little excited.

Playing against a master is a rare opportunity to accumulate martial arts experience.

The outer disciples who happened to be present basically went to the second floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to learn new martial arts, so most of them were eager to try.

Therefore, everyone is very positive.

"You come first!"

Qi Tianyu casually pointed at a male disciple and said.

The male disciple who was selected was very happy, and quickly stepped onto the stage, and then saluted Qi Tianyu respectfully: "Hello teacher!"

Qi Tianyu's expression was very cold: "Don't talk nonsense, just do it!"

"Yes!"

The male disciple's expression froze slightly, and then his figure suddenly burst out, kicking more than ten legs towards Qi Tianyu in a row, and for a while, the leg shadow was heavy, almost engulfing Qi Tianyu's body.

This male disciple performed the one-star martial art "Shadowless Legs".

"Smack!"

I saw Qi Tianyu's palm suddenly slap into the shadow of his leg, and then he saw the male disciple flying back upside down.

Qi Tianyu withdrew his hand and stood up, and said lightly: "Flashy, I want to learn to walk before I learn to climb, go back and study the strength skills well!"

"Thank you for your advice!"

The male disciple seemed to have an understanding, bowed to Qi Tianyu, and retreated below.

"Here you go!"

Qi Tianyu pointed to a female disciple.

This female disciple cultivated a one-star martial art Blue Water Sword, but she was still defeated by Qi Tianyu with one move, and pointed out the shortcomings.

Next, Qi Tianyu instructed more than thirty people in a row on the martial arts.

Seeing that this class was about to end, Qi Tianyu suddenly pointed at Song Yan and said, "You come up!"

Song Yan said lazily: "I understand the kindness of the mentor, because I haven't had time to cultivate martial arts yet, so leave this opportunity to others!"

"I'll let you come up!" Qi Tianyu's tone was a little more aggressive.

"Why should it be difficult for a mentor?" Song Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he faintly felt that this Qi Tianyu was afraid of bad intentions for him to go up.

Seeing Song Yan's repeated refusal, Qi Tianyu's face became a little more gloomy: "What's the matter, do you think I'm not qualified to guide you?"

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