Gu Yanfang has been anxious since he was accepted as an official disciple by Yuanying Zhenjun, from the initial ecstasy to the later inferiority, he has always been very irritable. It is not unreasonable to be accepted as a miscellaneous disciple, he has poor talent, low understanding, and a wooden temperament, so why is he favored by Daojun.

Some encouraged him, others soured him and mocked him. The world belongs to someone else, and he gives it to them to perform.

When he arrived in this fishing village, Gu Yanfang had new thoughts.

The calm and barren village, the unchanging life, all of which made him feel more peaceful and tranquil than he had ever felt before. Is he ......

"What are you thinking?"

Thinking in my heart, I unconsciously said it: "I'm wondering if I should quit the cultivation realm and return to the countryside." ”

After speaking, Gu Yan found that it was Yan Wu standing beside him. Gu Yanfang: !!

Gu Yanfang regretted it as soon as he said it, not to mention that the person who listened to it was his master, and he regretted it so much that his intestines were blue. But there was no turning back when he opened the bow, and he could only bite the bullet and continue:

"From the moment I stepped into the cultivation realm, I was uneasy in my heart. Self...... Since I came to the Master's seat, my mind has always been irritable, how can I cultivate the truth. It was only in this small, remote and uninhabited fishing village that I felt at peace. ”

"It's not that this place is calm and calm, it's that your heart is calm. Peace of mind is home. ”

Seeing that Yan Yan was so approachable, Gu Yanfang boldly asked, "Then Yanfang can know the master...... Why did the master take me as an apprentice? ”

"I took you as an apprentice because you have advantages that others don't have. You have...... Think for yourself. ”

Gu Yanfang: ......

It's so perfunctory that even the master doesn't know what merit he has?

Yan Wu's disciples have inner and outer doors, they have not seen people with dull qualifications, but they have not seen people without qualifications. Spiritual roots should be judged not only by quantity, but also by quality, which was not paid much attention in the past. But in this remote town, they came to an unbelievable conclusion, it is better to have a spiritual root that is too mottled.

No matter how simple and inferior the law is, these children can't learn it, and they can't even learn the basic beast control technique. At this time, it was Yan Wu's previous body refining that played a role, and they guided the children to take the path of physical cultivation.

Yan Wu taught a new art of beast control. A stone monument was erected at the entrance of the village, and a picture was drawn on it, and the tiger sniffed the rose.

"Master, what are you teaching?" None of the disciples could learn it.

"Realize it yourself."

All the disciples, including Nangong Yan, fell into the fear of being dominated by the Yan Clan's teachings. The children of the village are in awe, forgetting to sleep and eat, no matter the wind or rain, they are here to watch seriously.

Finally, one day, a little girl ran to the beach. She sang a ballad to the sea that her fishing family had sung to her, summoned her first demon beast, and made a contract with it.

Yan Wu: "Look at you, it's not as good as a child who has understanding." ”

Ashamed.

Later, Nangong Yan asked Yan Yan: "Where did the method of beast control you taught come from?" I've never heard of it. ”

"What I've changed now is a lot more than the traditional method of beast control."

The Third Prince and the Seventh Prince almost fell to the ground, no wonder they couldn't learn it, the exercises given to these local people could only be incomplete. They also studied secretly for a long time, and for the sake of prestige, they didn't dare to let others know.

"Sister-in-law, it seems that you have made some progress in these areas."

"Of course, cultivating truth is like sailing against the current, and if you don't advance, you will retreat."

Nangong Yan had a sense of crisis. He had to speed up his pursuit of her.