"Mother, how's that?" Zhao Zheng turned around and asked Zhao Ji. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhao Ji looked at the graceful Zhao Zheng, and was also shocked by Zhao Zheng. As the saying goes, people rely on clothes and Buddha rely on gold, although there is no Buddha in this era, but this truth is unchanged.

Unlike his mediocre-looking father, Zhao Zheng is more like his mother Zhao Ji. The delicate cheeks look very delicate, but there is a little more heroism between the eyebrows, making Zhao Zheng look like he has the beauty of a woman and the handsomeness of a man at the same time. The ancients were precocious, and Zhao Zheng, who was only eight years old, looked more like a teenager like twelve or thirteen years old in later generations, coupled with the memories of Zhao Zheng and his two lives, his cultivation and temperament gave people an image of a young talent.

"Zheng'er was really born with a good cheek, I don't know which princess or young lady of the family will be lucky enough to marry you in the future." Zhao Ji quipped.

"Mother has won the prize." Zhao Zheng said modestly.

"Do you have a guest at home?" Suddenly, a voice sounded outside the house.

Zhao Zheng hurriedly got up, he knew that the teacher who had been in retreat for a year had finally returned from the customs.

Seeing Zhao Zheng standing up, Zhao Ji didn't dare to sit still, and guessed the identity of the owner of the voice in her heart.

"The old man has seen the lady......" The old man walked into the house and saluted Zhao Ji.

Zhao Ji was a little flattered and hurriedly returned the salute. However, before Zhao Ji finished saluting, the old man in the middle of the hidden said: "I don't know why Madame came to the humble house today?" ”

Zhao Zheng, who was standing on the side, could be regarded as reacting, and the old man in the middle probably thought that their mother and son had taken advantage of the loopholes of the previous three conditions. Although the third condition is that Zhao Zheng can only return home for three days a month, there is really no rule that Zhao Ji cannot come to visit.

Zhao Zheng knew that the old man seemed to live casually and was a little unconstrained, but Zhao Zheng also knew that the more such people were, the more they sometimes cared about something that seemed insignificant.

In fact, if you really count it, Zhao Zheng is not in breach of contract, and the mother-son relationship is deep, in the eyes of outsiders, it is natural for a mother to visit her son. But Zhao Zheng also knew that the old man in the middle was cultivating himself as a nephew, the so-called loving mother was more defeated, and the old man in the middle of the hidden put forward three requirements, but also hoped to train himself.

"The teacher misunderstood, today should be the time for Zheng'er to return home, but Zheng'er was afraid that he would be homesick after returning home, so he never went back. The mother missed her child, so she came to visit. ”

"Today is the time to go home?" The old man was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then made a slight calculation in his heart, and nodded silently.

"It seems that the old man has misunderstood." The old man saluted Zhao Ji again, and his attitude was much more respectful than the first time, which could be regarded as an apology.

"Mr. is polite, Mr. is no longer allowed to teach Zheng'er, Zhao Ji doesn't dare to take this ceremony." Zhao Ji hurriedly let go of her body, but she didn't accept it.

However, the old man still insisted on finishing the salute, and then looked at Zhao Zheng apologetically, and said: "It's not a secret, the old man just introduced Zheng'er into the door, and then left for a year because of personal matters, and just came back today." ”

Zhao Ji was not surprised, this year, Zhao Ji came here a lot of times, but he never saw the old man in the middle of the hidden house, and he already had some guesses in his heart. However, Zhao Ji is not worried that the old man in the middle will not teach Zhao Zheng well, after all, people in this era attach great importance to inheritance. Since they are accepted as disciples, few people will not do their best, and the so-called "leaving a hand" in later generations is impossible now, because of the lack of books, most of the knowledge has long disappeared with the inheritance from generation to generation. Therefore, teachers in this era are often cramming, teaching as much as they can.

Moreover, although the old man in the middle only said that Zhao Zheng would be introduced into the door, Zhao Ji saw the changes in Zhao Zheng. Naturally, I am grateful to the old man in the middle of the hidden house.

The three chatted for a while, and Zhao Ji offered to prepare lunch for their master and apprentice. And the old man Zhongyin, as the master, has already returned, and the first thing he does is naturally to check the student's homework.

"Zheng'er, what kind of realm have you reached now?" The old man in the middle of the courtyard looked at Zhao Zheng with hopeful eyes.

"Now, we have roughly reached the middle stage of qi refining." Zhao Zheng replied respectfully.

"Middle stage of Qi refining?!" The old man exclaimed in surprise.

It's no wonder that he was so surprised, thinking that at the beginning, it took him five years to go from feeling qi to the middle stage of qi refining. Thinking that Zhao Zheng had been completely recognized by Sanshengshi a year ago, and even turned into his body, the old man in the middle was a little jealous.

Zhao Zheng was a little hairy by the old man in the middle of the hidden, and without waiting for the old man in the middle to speak, he began to show his cultivation results in the past year.

Zhao Zheng controlled the flow of water and showed the results of the past year in front of the old man in the middle of the hide. The old man also put away his playful expression before, and the more he looked at it, the more surprised he became. Zhao Zheng's skillful water control skills are already completely perfect, and it is estimated that it is difficult to improve again. With Zhao Zheng's water, it was condensed together, and then it was like a water arrow, shooting at the big tree not far away, although the thick trunk of the big tree was not beaten with thousands of holes, but it was also scarred by the beating, and some small branches were directly knocked down.

The old man nodded, Zhao Zheng's performance was already beyond his expectations, and then said: "Zheng'er, you can do it so far, it's already very good, your water control transformation is already perfect, you don't need to practice anymore, to the point that the damage is insufficient, you can try more in the future." ”

"Whoa!" Zhao Zheng saluted respectfully and took note of the words of the old man in the middle of the hermitage.

Next, the old man continued to teach and pointed out some deficiencies of Zhao Zheng, and Zhao Zheng also listened carefully and did not miss a single thing.

"Sir, Zheng'er, it's time to eat." Zhao Ji, who had been busy for a long time, put away the dishes and chopsticks, stood at the door of the house and shouted.

"Hmm......" The old man moved the tip of his nose slightly, as if he smelled the fragrance of food, "Yes, Zheng'er, you have also practiced all morning, go eat." With that, he went into the house by himself.

Zhao Zheng looked at the old man in the middle of the hidden house a little helplessly, to be honest, Zhao Zheng really couldn't understand the old man in the middle of the hideout. In terms of the current cultivation of the old man in the middle of the hermitage, he can completely achieve Bigu and maintain his physical strength only by relying on the energy of heaven and earth, but at this time, he is like a hungry child, and he can't wait to eat. For a while, as if he was a master outside the world, he could guide others, and for a while, he was like a country man, scheming for a little profit.

"The teacher really deserves to be called the old man of Shangzhongyin......" Zhao Zheng smiled helplessly, and followed into the house.