He couldn't let anything like this happen to Tianyue again.

"Master......" Tianyue looked at Murong Jin. Win the pinnacle of martial arts, let the ruthless sky open its eyes...... These were things that he had never dared to think of before, but now with Master's encouragement, he suddenly felt that his weak body was filled with an indescribable strength.

This feeling has never been felt before when I was taught by Teacher Shan. He finally understood that what made his master different was not only in his strength, but also in his ability to nurture others.

"Master, I'll do my best!" Tianyue clenched his fists, and suddenly even himself was surprised, "Master, look, my body can move!"

Murong Jin glanced at Tianyue, who was already able to sit up at this time. He dusted off Tianyue's body and helped Tianyue up: "Although this time I have experienced danger, Master will never relax his training for you because of this. You remember, training only gets more and more painful, and there is no sweetness to taste!"

As a man, he is a man of his word. What's more, he thinks that since he can become a seventh-grade peak soul master, this Tianyue in front of him, whose understanding is better than his own, is still just a child, with endless possibilities, and he will definitely be able to become a more powerful martial arts master in the future!

Tianyue looked at Murong Jin and nodded firmly: "I want to become a man as powerful as Master!"

In the immature pupils, there is an indescribable power.

"No, you have to surpass Master, the blue is better than the blue!, otherwise, you won't succeed!" Murong Jin was still fierce.

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"Okay, now on, you're going to carry this piece of ice on your back and go home from the top of the mountain. ”

Murong Jin patted the ice cube the size of a hill that had been conjured up at some point beside him.

"Master, Master, don't do this......" Tianyue was stunned.

The ice cube in front of him was a whole circle larger than the one he had carried on his back when he was climbing before. Such a behemoth is almost like it has taken root and is connected to the blood of the mountains.

"Descending is much easier and safer than climbing. Murong Jin patted Tianyue on the shoulder, "Bastard, I said that I want you to become the best martial arts master in Lanzhi Village." If you want to develop superior soul power, you must have a solid physical foundation. ”

Murong Jin said, holding the ice cube with one hand, and with a kick of his foot, the entire ice cube was held up steadily. It doesn't seem like it takes a lot of effort.

"But Master, why did you lift it so easily, and I was almost crushed to death?" Tianyue stepped forward and tried it, and with all his strength, he could only move the ice cube half a step.

"Because Master's ability to use soul power is much more solid than yours. Murong Jin lifted the ice cube easily again, "You try, transport a small amount of your soul power from the dantian and circulate it all over your body, especially on the palms and soles of your feet, and see if there are any changes." ”

"I'll try. ”

Tianyue responded, spread out his palms, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled. He urged the power in the dantian to let the soul power output at a uniform speed. Gradually, a warm air flow gradually surged throughout the body. But when this power gradually spread out from the inside out along the palm of the palm, it became a trace of cold air. This is the symbol of the ice attribute martial spirit.

Tianyue gradually transferred that power with the meridians of his body. According to what Murong Jin said, it is used all over the body, mainly focusing on the soles of the palms of the hands.

"Walk forward slowly, try it, and unleash your soul power while lifting the ice cube. Murong Jin asked.

He had already seen the air flow on Tianyue's palm, which was different from the soul power of the other wind attributes, but it was very similar. The airflow of the wind attribute is mainly based on the rapid formation of wind pressure, and the martial soul of the ice attribute, although it does not have too strict requirements for controlling the wind pressure, the airflow it produces has extremely high requirements for the martial artist himself to control the temperature of the martial soul.

In the early days, the warriors of the ice attribute martial soul did not have the ability to directly condense wind and frost, and even the condensing wind cyclone was several times weaker than the owner of the wind attribute martial soul. Therefore, this is also the reason why Tianyue has always been regarded as a fool, but although Tianyue's soul power cannot bring him the power of a hurricane in the early stage, it can generate the courage to freeze thousands of miles in the future!

Tianyue operated the power of ice, although he had just stepped into the martial arts, his mastery of martial souls was not mature enough, and his own soul power was still very weak. However, under Master's guidance, he was able to clearly feel the changes in his body. At the very least, from a poor student who couldn't condense the wind cyclone, to an ice attribute beginner who could condense a small amount of freezing points.

He stepped forward, held the ice cube with both hands, and continued to secretly operate his soul power, ensuring that his soul power was evenly transmitted to the palms and soles of his feet.

"Get up!" Murong Jin ordered.

Tianyue also followed this shout, riveting his strength, and every muscle in his body exerted his strength as a whole, lifting the ice cube steadily. The moment the ice left the ground, Tianyue exclaimed in surprise, "Master, look! I did it!"

He shouted excitedly, and Murong Jin looked at him with a relieved smile. With the support of soul power, Tianyue was no longer as troubled as before when he lifted the ice cube, although it was not as easy as that of soul masters, but in terms of the comprehension and use of martial souls, he had surpassed the achievements of most soul masters in the initial stage.

"That's right, bastard, it's up to you to see if you can take it home!" Murong Jin stepped forward and walked down the mountain road, leaving Tianyue behind.

"Master, wait for me!"

Tianyue hurriedly chased after him with the ice on his back.

......

Early in the morning, in the inn.

"Oh, guest officer, you look like a foreigner, welcome, welcome!" Xiao Er just bought a few chickens for the shopkeeper, trotted all the way back to the store, and happened to meet the first guest to enter the store in the morning, and greeted happily.

The man was covered in white, and the shadow cast by his coat and hat obscured his face. He said "um", walked into the inn with Xiao Er, and found a suitable place to sit down near the kitchen.

"Guest officer, wait, I will serve you tea first, what dishes do you order, we have everything home-cooked here, the signature golden pot stewed chicken, grilled fish with sauce, ......" Xiao Er pinched his fingers and counted, saw the man showing half a handsome face, smiled at him, and suddenly patted his head: "Oh, I'm really confused." How can the guest officer eat breakfast directly with big meat and meat, it's really confused, guest officer, do you want some porridge or pasta?"

The man in white still smiled at Xiao Er, and said softly: "Just order it, you have the best early sale here, just give me a copy." ”

With that, he took out his chopsticks from the bamboo box he was carrying, gently rested them on a small dish of vinegar, picked up a handkerchief, and carefully wiped the table.

"Guest, you don't have to. We've wiped this table early in the morning, and the flies will slip when they fall! You sit down first, and I'll make you a bowl of egg noodles!"

As he spoke, Xiao Er wiped his face with the sweat towel on his back, wiped the sweat beads that flowed after trotting, and hurriedly ran to the kitchen: "Shopkeeper, a guest is here! A bowl of Yangchun noodles ......."

The man sat there, still carefully wiping the table with a white handkerchief. After almost half a day, when a little gray finally appeared on the white towel, he smiled coldly: "The flies fall and slip, clean, ridiculous......

The man put down his coat and hat, arranged his long hair, which had never worn a hairpin, and showed a meaningful smile with a touch of vermilion on the corner of his mouth: "This Lan Village, I have finally returned to ward off evil spirits!"

Soon, there was a smell of incense in the kitchen, accompanied by a voice: "Yangchun noodles are good!", Xiao Er Huan happily took a big bowl of chicken soup Yangchun noodles, ran out, and served it to ward off evil spirits.

"Guest, try the skills of our old chef. Xiao Er was happy, in order to leave a good impression on this guest who was traveling in a foreign country, and also to give the first guest today a little more reward, he deliberately discussed with the old chef and added an extra chopstick noodle to ward off evil spirits.

There is a hint of white air coming out of the bowl, with the fragrance of chopped green onions, and you can smell a rich aroma of chicken soup throughout the store. Xiao Er works here all year round, and he can't eat a few pieces of meat, and now he looks greedy.

"I don't eat green onions. "Ward off evil spirits. Gently push the bowl away.

"This ......" Xiao Er was suddenly stunned, "Guest officer, you don't know, this Yangchun noodles need to be fragrant with green onions." ”

He looked at this bowl of Yangchun noodles, and his saliva was swallowed back into his stomach several times. Add chopped green onions to Yangchun noodles to better match its taste.

"I'm a little sensitive to the aroma of chopped green onions, and I'm not feeling well when I'm young. He whispered to ward off evil spirits.

"That's the case, I'm really sorry, wait a minute, I'll go and change the bowl for you. Xiao Er said, picked up the bowl of Yangchun noodles, and ran to the kitchen in a hurry, almost colliding with the oncoming shopkeeper.

"What are you doing, you?" scolded the shopkeeper.

"This, the guest officer said that he doesn't eat green onions, and wants to change the small one for a bowl. Xiao Er cringed and said.

"Then don't go quickly!" the shopkeeper snorted, "I don't even know what the guests want and what they are taboo, you kid, I think I'll have to roll the calf for me sooner or later!"

"Don't dare, don't dare to ......" Xiao Er was afraid, nodded again and again, ran into the kitchen with small steps, and didn't dare to say a word.

Looking at the white clothes in front of him, the shopkeeper felt that this was by no means an ordinary guest, if it was a Taoist who cultivated immortals, it would be even more inconsiderate. Just reprimanded Xiao Er, he hurriedly changed his smiling face and walked towards the position of warding off evil spirits.

"Uncle Lin, you still like to reprimand your subordinates so much. Behind that back, a familiar voice came from the shopkeeper.

"You are ......"

The shopkeeper stepped forward, looked at the man's back, and felt familiar in a trance.

"Uncle Lin, I don't eat green onions, you should remember it......"

After seeing the fire burning eyebrows and vermilion lips, the shopkeeper was immediately shocked, and sat on the ground and pointed at the white clothes: "You! You are evil spirits! It's not good to ......."

Before he finished speaking, he felt that his eyes were dark, and the smile on his hideous face made him lose consciousness for a moment.

Before closing the eyes, the shopkeeper's head buzzed, and there was no more sound.

"Eh, where did the shopkeeper go?" When Xiao Er came out, he disappeared from the shopkeeper and asked to ward off evil spirits.

With a smile on his lips, he gently picked up a chopstick and blew on the heat: "Your shopkeeper, he seems to say that there are not enough ingredients in the kitchen, so he went out to buy it." ”

"It's weird, I've bought it all. Xiao Er touched his head in confusion.

To ward off evil spirits, he picked up a roll of noodles again: "Maybe I'm looking for an excuse to find him which old man is good to go." ”

After that, he sucked the thin noodles into his mouth and nodded slightly: "Yes, it tastes good." ”

"Hey, I said our noodles are okay. When Xiao Er heard the praise, he also smiled and sat down in front of the evil spirit: "The Yangchun noodles made by our family are the best in the entire Lanzhi Village." Eh, but how do you know that our shopkeeper has an old friend?"

The evil spirits did not answer him directly. After eating a bite of noodles, he wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, gently put the chopsticks back on the vinegar plate, and looked at Xiao Er with the same smile: "Those who do business, looking at his face, most of them have some hobbies of hiding in the golden house." What's more, I also know that your old chef can make such strong Yangchun noodles because of the unique craftsmanship of Arashi no Village. ”

When Xiao Er heard this, his eyes widened: "Oh my God, who are you sacred?

It's no wonder that Xiao Er was surprised, their old chef was a master who once possessed a certain level of wind martial soul martial arts realm. For some reason, I didn't want to meet people, so I came to this inn to be a cook. His craftsmanship, relying on the strength of the wind, beating and kneading the dough, can give full play to the tenacity of the noodles.

But this secret, except for the shopkeeper in this inn, Xiao Er, and the old chef himself, almost no one else knows.

"Xiao Er, there is a mistake in what you said before, do you know?"