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Luo Wushuang said tentatively: "Senior, this courtyard was originally called the Divine Machine Pavilion?"

The old man smiled kindly, flicked Luo Wushuang's head with his hand, and corrected, "Call the master." ”

Luo Wushuang covered his bounced forehead, grinned and said, "Yes, master." ”

"You better unleash your true nature, I know you're not one of those nerds." The old ancestor laughed.

Hearing this, Luo Wushuang's face darkened and he was a little sullen. The old ancestor was very happy, although he walked in front of him calmly and without saying a word.

"Why me?" Luo Wushuang is free and easy now.

The old ancestor turned to look at Luo Wushuang, and his eyes seemed to say that everyone who catches up with this matter has to worship the Buddha and burn high incense, you little kid is entangled why it's you.

"Because you and I are destined." The old ancestor said this.

This sentence was so muffled that Luo Wushuang almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, this pretending to be a mysterious old ancestor is an old liar. What does it mean that you and I are destined? Those six masters have been with you for many years, why don't you see you accepting them as disciples of the Immortal Sect or something?

The old ancestor glanced at Luo Wushuang with a smile, as if he knew her thoughts, and said, "I said that you and I are destined, and numerology is a good opportunity." They don't have enough life to afford the Gate of Immortality. ”

Luo Wushuang heard this, isn't this three hundred taels of silver here? It is in line with the image of the legendary old charlatan. At this time, Luo Wushuang felt that he had hit a big luck at the beginning, and now he feels that he has been pitted. Or a giant pit!

"Master. You can't be the legendary charlatan, right?" Luo Wushuang asked.

"What nonsense, for the sake of the teacher, never swagger. Historically, only three copper plates have been charged. "A certain old ancestor is unfathomable.

The days on the mountain were very good, more than 20 days passed in a flash. The most Luo Wushuang did in the Shenji Pavilion was to be driven into the library building of the Immortal Gate by the old liar to read books, and there were more than thirteen floors of it.

Otherwise, in the middle of the night, the old liar sat on the second floor and used his true qi to fight against Luo Wushuang on the deer platform, making Luo Wushuang feel like he was fighting with the air, which was very embarrassing.

It turns out that a person who has reached the level of a great grandmaster can put people to death without getting close at all. Therefore, the great grandmaster is an existence against the sky, and he is not allowed to make a move unless there are special circumstances, otherwise he will be surrounded and suppressed by other martial arts masters. Although there is only a line of separation between Yipin and the great master, it is also like the separation between heaven and earth. What's more, Luo Wushuang had just stepped into the fifth level. That's right, just twenty days old liar made Luo Wushuang stubbornly raise two levels.

In the past twenty days, Luo Wushuang basically hadn't seen Xie Lingyun and them, but he thought that he had suffered the same inhuman torture as himself.

Ning Fuzi, who was teaching, suddenly sneezed, but the next second he issued an order: "Tie the sandbags in front of you and run back and forth twenty times and then pick up a bow and shoot arrows, the distance is thirty miles." Those who do not hit will be punished. ”

All the students in the inner courtyard, except for Hua Yunzheng, Cao Muyun and Helan Chunlan, who have martial arts skills, are ordinary scholars and students, so naturally they can't lift their hands and shoulders and can't resist. Ning Fuzi's class was undoubtedly the most torturous. However, Bailu Academy has always cultivated both civil and military skills, and it is not the best.

The sandbags in front of him weighed 40 pounds and needed to be tied to the calves, arms, and waists. The students had to do as they were told, and after Xie Lingyun tied his calves and waist. The other arm couldn't be lifted anyway. When Hua Yunzheng saw it, he had to unload himself first and go to help Xie Lingyun.

Ning Fuzi glanced at it and snorted coldly. It doesn't matter. When everyone is ready, they start running on a training ground like that.

A group of people went back and forth a few laps later. They were so tired and out of breath that some of them were even walking. Some of the more physically exhausted have fainted.

"Hmph, it's not a climate." Ning Fuzi reprimanded.

"Little Tiger. You weren't any better than these boys. An old liar's voice came from behind Ning Huhe.

"Old Ancestor, this" Master Ning coughed twice.

Luo Wushuang also followed behind the old liar, Ning Huhe looked at Luo Wushuang with a little strange eyes, only to see him think twice and salute Luo Wushuang after careful consideration: "Senior Uncle Ancestor." ”

This scene was a little creepy, and Luo Wushuang was drumming in his heart, so he had to cough and nodded. At this time, Master Ning took the lead, and even Hua Yunzheng and they had to call Luo Wushuang and said, "Uncle Taishi." ”

"How about letting you run back and forth with your weight, and then pick up a bow and shoot arrows?" The old liar suddenly raised his interest.

"Okay." Luo Wushuang also replied simply.

The old liar squeezed his eyes at the remaining sandbags on the ground, and Luo Wushuang quickly tied these things, but after Luo Wushuang tied them, the old liar was in a good mood and said, "One hundred circles." ”

Luo Wushuang's footsteps just moved paused, and then he stepped back and said, "Apprentice's ears are not good, master, what did you just say?"

"One hundred circles to the east, one hundred circles to the west, one hundred circles to the south, one hundred circles to the north" The old liar didn't eat Luo Wushuang at all, and he muttered a tongue twister that increased the amount without increasing the price.

Before the old liar finished speaking, Luo Wushuang ran out like oil on the soles of his feet and said, "The apprentice knows, a hundred is a hundred." ”

The rest of the students saw Luo Wushuang running back and forth on the training ground like a chicken blood without panting, and they were also infected by this force. Slowly, everyone also ran along, leaving only the old liar and Ning Fuzi to watch on the stage.

"The Luo family kid is really good, but Xiaohuzi still doesn't understand why him?" Ning Huhe asked.

"I've lived too long, maybe I don't know when I'll turn into an ancient immortal, and I want to teach him my mantle when I see a child who is pleasing to the eye." The old liar's words were faint, but they revealed a trace of sentimentality.

"The ancestor is the head of the Immortal Sect, and it is not impossible to live for a few hundred years." Ning Huhe's words exposed the age of the old liar.

The old liar was not annoyed, he looked at Luo Wushuang who was gritting his teeth on the field, and replied, "Do you think she looks like Su Su?"

"Su Su? The former queen of the Northern Yan Kingdom? Your descendant disciple Su Su?" Ning Fuzi was surprised.

The old liar did not speak, with sadness on his face. Only then did Ning Fuzi understand that he had hit the sad place of the old liar, and hurriedly said: "But Uncle Su Su is talented, and he can decide the situation by himself at that time."

The old liar waved his hand and interrupted Ning Fuzi's words: "It is precisely because Su Su is so smart that he thinks he can go against the sky. ”

"Uncle Su Su," Ning Fuzi's voice was also choked.

The two of them couldn't talk about Su Su anymore, and they were silent one after another. It wasn't until Luo Wushuang had finished a hundred laps and stopped to draw his bow and shoot arrows that the two spoke again.

"Little Huzi, you say, were we really wrong fifty years ago?" The old liar asked. (To be continued.) )