After being beaten k, Zhang Yingjun's master and apprentice were taken to Xiang Wentian by Xiang Xin, and Zhang Yingjun stood in the middle hall angrily with a big pig's head.

There were two rows of warriors sitting on both sides, all looking at Zhang Yingjun with fierce looks.

And on the main seat sat a big man, with a beard on his face and resolute eyes, it was Xiang Wentian.

Looking at this meeting, I was preparing to have a three-class trial of Zhang Yingjun.

"Boy, I heard that you took me Tian'er as an apprentice?" Xiang Wentian was the first to speak.

Zhang Yingjun smiled casually, but his face hurt, he gasped, and glanced at Xiang Xin with hatred.

Xiang Xin's little face proudly showed off his little fists, and looked at Zhang Yingjun with a sneer.

Zhang Yingjun snorted coldly, turned his head and looked at Xiang Wentian, "You are Xiang Tian's parent, right! This is the hospitality of your Xiang family?" Zhang Yingjun turned his head and asked in a tone that was neither humble nor arrogant

Xiang Wentian was questioned, staring at Zhang Yingjun with sharp eyes, Zhang Yingjun was not false, and the two looked at each other for a long time.

Xiang Wentian thought about it a little too much, he was stabbed by his daughter yesterday, and today he must have been beaten by his daughter with a wound on his face, but this is his son's master, and it is a matter of nailing the board, and after Li Ru's spread, it is known to the whole city.

In addition, his son also admitted that as a big family, he values face more, although he is handsome, but the number of etiquette is still indispensable.

Nodding, Xiang asked the people on the side of the Heavenly Dynasty and said, "Give me a seat." ”

The subordinate nodded and hurriedly brought the chair, Zhang Yingjun said thank you to him, so that the subordinate was very moved, and there was no big man who said thank you to himself!

Zhang Yingjun, as Master Xiang Tian, is also a big man in his eyes.

In addition to martial arts cultivation in the Xingyuan Continent, in fact, many of them are very similar to the ancient feudal society of the earth, basically the subordinates are ordinary people with no strength, there are no human rights, and their lives are in the hands of martial artists.

Zhang Yingjun doesn't feel anything, our earth is in the 21st century, and everyone is equal and deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

smiled at him, then sat down slowly, took a sip of tea, and thought that it was inevitable that there would be a sword today.

Waiting for Zhang Yingjun to sit down, Xiang Wentian began to ask, "Why did you kidnap my son that day, and why did you lure me into apprenticeship so morally?"

Although Zhang Yingjun's strength is not good, his momentum attack is never false and he is almost immune.

Facing Xiang Wentian's question, he directly ignored Xiang Wentian's momentum, glanced at Xiang Tian and smiled, and slowly explained, "I didn't know that Xiang Tian was a member of the Xiang family at first, I just thought that Xiang Tian was a talent that could be created, so I started to accept disciples.

Zhang Yingjun began to argue with his own reasoning.

Xiang Wentian saw that his momentum couldn't suppress Zhang Yingjun, and he was no longer reluctant, thinking about a good young man.

looked Zhang Yingjun up and down for a long time, wanting to see through Zhang Yingjun's true thoughts, whether he coveted the Xiang family.

Zhang Yingjun doesn't care about this, let him take a look.

What is Xiang Tian's situation, as his old son Xiang Wentian knows best, his son is not only good in terms of talent and ordinary casual cultivation, but he is at the bottom of the family, he doesn't put his hope on his son, he only hopes that his daughter can support his own family in the future, as for marriage leave, he can definitely only recruit a son-in-law.

Xiang Wentian looked at it and wondered, "How can you teach me in the early stage of cultivation in the Yellow Rank, do you think my strength can still be taught?" Saying that, Xiang Wentian's cultivation exploded, and the momentum on his body spread to the surroundings, making the hands and feet of those with low cultivation in the hall weak.

Xiang Wentian's words meant to let Zhang Yingjun and his son dissolve the master-apprentice relationship, after all, Ziyun City had already spread, and the son of the Xiang family worshipped a person in the early stage of the Yellow Order as a teacher.

Although Zhang Yingjun is nonsensical, he is not stupid, he naturally knows what the other party means, but he will definitely not dissolve the master-apprentice relationship with Xiang Tian, not to mention explaining to the system, but Xiang Tian, this kid is quite self-conscious.

"Hahahaha", with a smile slightly relieved the oppressed by the momentum, after all, the cultivation in the late stage of the Xuan Rank was still very fierce, and he slowed down for a long time before saying, "In our hometown, there is a profession called teacher, he is not very strong, but his students are very good in the field. ”

Zhang Yingjun brought out the profession of earth teacher.

Saying that, Zhang Yingjun paused, his eyes swept over the faces of the people present, and finally looked at Xiang Wentian and continued, "The way of being a teacher is not to be strong, to let students follow their own ideas, but to explore the potential of the disciple and guide him to the path that suits him." ”

"As for the Xiang family master, although you are a late-stage cultivator, your ability to teach people is not necessarily stronger than mine."

Zhang Yingjun has systematic help, and he is full of confidence when he speaks, and he is even more handy when he flickers.

Xiang Wentian looked at Zhang Yingjun and didn't seem to be talking big, but he definitely didn't want his son to worship a young man in his twenties as a teacher, and the nonsense was not his character, so he was directly impatient and angry, "You just can't solve the relationship with my son's master and apprentice!"

As he spoke, he slapped the table next to him, and suddenly the table turned into sawdust, which was full of force.

Zhang Yingjun was unmoved by this deterrence, but said lightly, "I think Xiang Tian is already so big, it should be up to him to decide this matter." ”

Zhang Yingjun looked at Xiang Tian, this can be regarded as the final test for Xiang Tian, if you are willing, then you will be a master and apprentice in the future, with the help of the system, and your achievements in the future will definitely be limitless, if you don't want to, then go your own way, you take your Yangguan Road, and I will take my single-plank bridge.

Xiang Wentian also felt that this suggestion was good, glared at Xiang Tian, and motioned for him to choose.

Xiang Tian was stern in the face of his father, and directly raised his head and looked at his father with disdain, obviously only afraid of his sister in the Xiang family.

"I don't dissolve the master-apprentice relationship, I want to follow the master. ”

As he spoke, he stood directly beside Zhang Yingjun.

Zhang Yingjun sighed in his heart and punched him in the shoulder, "Good boy, worthy of a sword for the teacher." ”

Xiang Tian dared to say this because he was not afraid of his father, although Xiang Wentian was usually strict with him, but because Xiang Tian's mother died of dystocia since he was a child, and he only had one son, he never beat Xiang Tian, so Xiang Tian jumped in front of his father.

"Xiang Tian" At this time, Xiang Xin, who had been standing aside and had not spoken, spoke, and said in a stern voice, "If you dare to be an apprentice to this liar, I will beat you up every day." ”

Xiang Tian tilted his head and looked to the side unconvinced, not daring to speak back.

"I said that you are a woman who is endless, and the control is too wide, whether your brother shit or not, you have to limit it. Zhang Yingjun was angry when he saw Xiang Xin, and immediately retorted

Xiang Xin's eyes widened, and the powder keg was ignited by Zhang Yingjun, and he had to make a move.

Zhang Yingjun retreated again and again, "Don't come here, I'm going to be mad." ”

Xiang Xin ignored it, continued to receive it with a sneer on his face, and was not in a hurry to beat it, anyway, Zhang Yingjun couldn't run away.

Zhang Yingjun paused, stood still, bent over, and apologized in one go, "Beauty, I was wrong, I'm sorry just now, your brother, you can take care of it, I don't want this disciple anymore." ”

directly sold Xiang Tian.

Saying that, under Xiang Tian's pitiful eyes, he said apologetically, "Brother, do it yourself, I'm afraid of being beaten." ”

As soon as he said goodbye, he was ready to leave with Mo Wuwu, and he didn't want to step into the Xiang family half a step in the future.

"Stop"

Xiang Xin stopped in the back.

"Beauty, what else do you want!"

Zhang Yingjun said impatiently

Xiang Xin sneered, "Do you think that my Xiang family's children can accept it if you want to, and if you don't want to accept it, you won't accept it?"

Zhang Yingjun rolled his eyes, "I said eldest sister, I can't accept it, I can't accept it, so what do you want!" I wanted to say if the eldest aunt was here, and her temper was so short-tempered, but the words were withdrawn when they came to their mouths.

The wound on my face is not healed yet.

"Hmph, now that it's lifted, wouldn't it make outsiders think that my Xiang family is bullying! So it must be a month later, when you sue the outside world again, you can't teach my younger brother and voluntarily dissolve the master-apprentice relationship, and in this month, the two of you can't leave the Xiang Mansion for half a step. ”

Zhang Yingjun stared at this woman fiercely, he really had a good calculation, and when the time came, he would sue the outside world, and all the pots would be carried by himself.

Come on, good men don't fight with women, let's admit it! The main reason is that there is no way to escape from Xiang Xin's palm, and he has to be beaten.

Don't suffer a loss by bowing your head to a woman, Zhang Yingjun comforted himself like this and agreed, so he could only find a way later.

The affairs of the Xiang family were basically decided by Xiang Xin, and Xiang Wentian didn't say anything more, and left the hall to cultivate.

...

Zhang Yingjun was arranged in the courtyard next door to Xiang Tian.

The yard is quite spacious, and there are people who bring tea and water.

Since he couldn't get out of Xiang's house, Zhang Yingjun didn't bother to think about it, he had to stay in this mansion, anyway, his house hadn't been repaired yet, and he saved money for accommodation.

The pain of being idle let Mo Wuwu go to practice, and he lay on the recliner leisurely, his expression had already entered the system, and he could only sigh at the 0 sound value after looking around.

In the end, there is no way, take out that martial art that knocks you to death with a stick, and now you can only rely on this thing to improve your strength, otherwise you will have no cultivation, zero fighting experience, and even a woman can't help it.

Holding the martial arts in his hand, he smiled, this system is still of high quality, and the shot is at the ground level.

Zhang Yingjun knew from the introduction of the system that the ground-level martial arts were already very powerful, and many big families only had Xuan-level.

I opened it carefully and read it for a long time, and learned that this martial art is divided into nine layers, and the book introduces that if you practice to the ninth layer, the power that bursts out is comparable to the Tianji martial arts, which makes Zhang Yingjun very encouraged and begins to practice according to the above moves.

The woman's violence aroused Zhang Yingjun's fighting spirit, and he began to work hard.

To say that Zhang Yingjun is really serious this time, he has been fighting dogs and sticks in his hands, and he has practiced all day, and even has two bites of lunch at noon, so that Mo Wuwu, who has been waiting to praise himself at the tenth level of the Qi training period, is very disappointed, and the master doesn't care about himself at all, just watching the martial arts in his hand and trying it with his hands.

It wasn't until late at night that Zhang Yingjun finally stopped, found a bucket to take a casual bath, and felt refreshed.

was about to go back to Meimei to sleep, and thought that Xiang Tian's kid hadn't come to look for him since he snorted coldly during the day.

Zhang Yingjun directly ran the cultivation, and crossed the high wall into Xiang Tian's courtyard.

Xiang Tian's yard is larger, larger than the house he built in Ziyun Mountain.