Zhang He said casually: "It's just a few old servants, why should you be afraid of them?"

The martial artist snorted coldly.

This Zhang He is really stupid, those stewards are willing to be slaves because of their respect for the handsome.

Some of them were Jiangyang thieves in the past, and some were generals who guarded one side, and none of them were comparable to Zhang He.

It's just that when he is old, he stays in the house to take care of things.

The martial artist was reluctant to speak anymore, because it was a waste of speech.

A warrior asked, "But, Zhang He, are you really sure that the young marshal will come back?"

Zhang He said: "He has never spent the night outside the Shuai Mansion for nearly seventeen years since he was a child. ”

The samurai said, "But it's already been a day......

Zhang He laughed and said, "He has no friends, and no one will take him in." ”

"That waste doesn't even have martial arts, does he dare to spend the night outside?"

The samurai nodded suspiciously, and had to wait patiently.

How did Zhang He know that Yin Ming was drinking with an innate martial saint at this time.

The two of them have a pot of wine each, and in front of them is a chess game.

This chess game was drawn by Bai Yan with a sword, with nineteen horizontal and vertical lines, straight roots.

The chess pieces were broken bricks and stones, all of which were cut into rounded chess pieces by Bai Yan with his quick sword.

And to do all this, Bai Yan only took a few breaths.

This method is simply incredible.

Of course, Bai Yan was not surprised by his methods, but was more curious about Yin Ming.

Bai Yan asked, "What's the matter with you?"

"I see that you have martial arts in your body, but you have never practiced martial arts in your body. ”

"Could it be that you have been injured and your cultivation has been completely wasted, but you have found another way to practice again?"

His eyesight is too high, and because of this, he has a deep misunderstanding.

He thought that Yin Ming was an innate martial saint, or at least once was, otherwise there could be no inner breath.

Yin Ming shook his head and said, "I'm disappointed Brother Bai, I am cultivating the Dao of Literature, not the Dao of Martial Arts." ”

"What I cultivate is not innate internal breath, but literary qi. ”

Bai Yan's eyes were brighter, and he nodded again and again: "No wonder, I can't imagine that there is such a method in the world." ”

"When I heard you recite poetry before, I thought it was very remarkable, and I was not mistaken. ”

Yin Ming asked with a smile: "I have no martial arts, and most ordinary people have a contempt for me. ”

"Brother Bai is a congenital powerhouse, why is his reaction so flat?"

Yin Ming could see that this Bai Yan was not an approachable and good person, and he would not hand it over.

On the contrary, he was simply arrogant.

I heard that many strong people with similar realms are not looked down upon by him.

Bai Yan waved his hand and said, "It's just a group of idiots with well-developed limbs, how can I be with them." ”

Yin Ming couldn't help but ask, "Brother Bai, I have a doubt in my heart, so I asked directly." ”

"The realm between you and me is so far apart, why do you look at me differently?"

Although he asked directly, since Bai Yan looked at him highly, he didn't think it was angry.

Bai Yan said: "I didn't say it before, I respect your literary talent." ”

"Hey, you and I are friends, and we are friends of literati and gentlemen. ”

Yin Ming said: "So, Brother Bai is also a literati?"

Yin Ming himself felt that this question was ridiculous.

This world respects martial arts, and I have never heard of an innate martial saint claiming to be a literati.

Bai Yan waved his hand in disgust and said, "Don't mention it, I'm not a literati." ”

"After all, I abandoned literature and martial arts back then, and changed my division. ”

Bai Yan has a perverse temperament, kills people at every turn, has no bottom line, and has been alone for many years.

Rao is lonely and high-minded, and he is about to get depressed.

When I opened the conversation today, I poured out the old things in one go.

Bai Yan said faintly: "Speaking of which, my situation is a bit similar to yours. ”

"I was born in the capital of the eastern province of Xuanguo, and like you, I have been good at literature since I was a child, and I despise martial arts very much. ”

"My father's martial arts, of course, are far inferior to your dog father, but they generally force me to learn martial arts. ”

"I have a bit of a talent for martial arts, and I occasionally learn it, and when I was in my twenties, I was about the same as my father. ”

Yin Ming was speechless for a while, is this a bit of talent?

This is simply a genius, if his predecessor had this talent, he would not have suffered from those.

Bai Yan continued: "My father said that he couldn't teach me, so he asked me to learn martial arts from his senior brother. ”

"Originally, in ten days, I spent five days learning literature, four days planting flowers, and only one day learning martial arts. ”

"The old thing is unsympathetic, telling me to learn martial arts every day, and forbidding me to recite poetry and fu. ”

Yin Ming said: "I think the old gentleman cherishes your talent......

Bai Yan said rudely: "Hmph, it's not like that, it's because his disciples are all waste." ”

"He wants me to represent his subordinates to participate in the sect competition. ”

Actually, although this person wants to use Bai Yan, in this world, learning martial arts is a good thing after all.

It's just that Bai Yan obviously doesn't appreciate it.

Bai Yan said: "That's fine, Lao Tzu doesn't have the same knowledge as him." ”

"The most hateful thing is that one day, as usual, I skipped class to go to the back mountain to pick up my lotus flowers, and I was caught by the old thing. ”

"The old thing indiscriminately crushed all my lotus flowers and destroyed all the books in my cave. ”

"He took me to an empty valley, forced me to learn martial arts day and night, and had a group of fellow disciples watch over me. ”

Bai Yan showed a look of resentment on his face, and said hatefully: "Later, I escaped from the valley and decided to take revenge. ”

"Since then, I have switched to the teacher, abandoned literature and martial arts, endured for ten years, and cultivated to be innate. ”

Yin Ming said: "Although Brother Bai is unfortunate, he is blessed by misfortune and has to be born. ”

"After that, nature is big, and you are at ease. ”

Bai Yan laughed and said, "Yes, on the day I succeeded, I betrayed the sect and killed the old thing's mountain." ”

"I personally killed the old family, as well as all the colleagues who forced me to learn martial arts back then. ”

"Although there are tens of millions of lives in my hands, I still think about it, that mass murder is really unpleasant!"

Yin Ming's heart sank, this Bai Yan is so obedient!

Just forced him to learn martial arts, he actually killed people all over the house!

When this person is calm, he looks gentle and elegant, like a fairy.

His temperament is fierce and violent, and he kills people at every turn.

No wonder he is among the top ten murderers, all of them are famous murderers killed with a sword.

Yin Ming Luozi said: "Brother Bai, your murderous intent is too heavy, it's not a good thing." ”

Bai Yan frowned, and said as he fell: "Hmph, it's not that I'm murderous, but that there are too many fools in this world." ”

"Do you think I'm willing to kill those fools and dirty my hands?"

Yin Ming said: "Martial arts, literature, and Taoism are all cultivation, and they must cultivate their hearts. ”

"Brother Bai, your talent is amazing, although it is admirable to step into the innate world, it should not be your end!"

Bai Yan said unhappily: "Yin Ming, are you teaching me a lesson?"