Fang Xiaotang saw with his own eyes that everyone in the Shangqing Dao Sect made the three princes and the national teacher and other Beihai lineages forced to take care of themselves, and they all relied on the help of Wu'an Hou to save the day, and naturally thought that the people of the Shangqing Sect were not enough.

She didn't even care much about Jian Feidao, let alone Zhou Zhiwen? However, Wu Anhou was not careful, and did not mention to her that the Shangqing Taoist Sect was the authentic sect of Xuanmen, and in the past, Ye Chang'an cultivated as unparalleled in the world, so he looked for heaven and earth, and there was no opponent. Even the orthodox gods and immortals outside the world have to retreat and call Shangqing respected!

Wu Anhou's strength can surpass the people in the Daomen, but it is completely because the successors lack qualifications, perseverance, and poor understanding, so they can't cultivate to the peak, not that the inheritance of the Shangqing Dao Sect is flawed.

At the moment, Xiaotang looked at the master's face and thought: "Apprenticeship with him is a helpless move, even if I practice to the point where I am not weaker than him, I am afraid that it is useless?" Isn't it still being bullied? What is he doing with a vicious look? ”

So he turned sideways, silent, speechless.

Actually, Fang Xiaotang didn't have any bad intentions. The level of the left and right masters is average, and she can do just not to disobey his orders.

But Zhou Zhiwen's malice was too shallow, and Fang Xiaotang was also a little uneasy in his heart, and he didn't want to deal with him very much. However, Fang Xiaotang is still a child, and he doesn't understand that such a move offends Zhou Zhiwen.

Zhou Zhiwen raised his eyebrows coldly, and his voice rose an octave: "I'm talking to you, but you don't respond?" ”

Zhou Zhiwen decided that Fang Xiaotang must despise him, besides, this person is already extremely famous and rich, and there is no room for sand in his eyes, so he immediately regarded Fang Xiaotang as a thorn in his eye and a thorn in his flesh.

Fang Xiaotang saw that he was angry, and retreated, panicked and uneasy, and didn't dare to say more.

"I'm asking you, did you hear that?" Zhou Zhiwen roared angrily, thinking of the Wu Anhou who made him lose face, and his heart was even more irritable.

Fang Xiaotang pursed his lips and said hatefully: "How you want me to respond, I will respond." ”

"Arrogant and untamed, you dare to contradict it?" Zhou Zhiwen was furious, and his backhand was a slap, which instantly hit the left half of her face high and swollen.

Fang Xiaotang's eyes turned red for a moment, and he didn't seem to react yet, and after a while, he burst into tears, turned around and was about to leave. Zhou Zhiwen grabbed her collar and shouted, "Where do you want to go?" ”

Fang Xiaotang kicked his legs and said sullenly: "Let me leave, I won't practice with you." ”

Fang Xiaotang understood that Shizun must be disgusted with her, so she would rather leave the Shangqing Dao Sect than be bullied by them, even if she fed the tigers, leopards and jackals in the outside world, it was better to humiliate them.

It's just that I feel sorry for my heart, I don't know if Daddy Zhao will be sad when he learns about his death? There are also Sister Zhao Ruozhu, Xiao Lian, and Xiao Yi......

Zhou Zhiwen's face became more and more gloomy, and he roared: "Little beast, what are you talking about? Fang Xiaotang turned his heart sideways and scolded: "Niu Nose, you have the ability, you can kill me!" ”

Teacher, so preaching and receiving karma to solve doubts. When the time comes, in the spiritual world, the ethics of master and apprentice are no less powerful than that of father and son. There is a saying that when the teacher and disciple die, the disciple has to die.

Even if your master is an out-and-out villain, a hypocrite with a sweet mouth and a sword. As an apprentice, you must not be disrespectful to your teacher, but must be respectful and filial. Just because he taught you to practice, this is greater than the heavens and heavier than the earth.

A monk with a teacher can often beat several casual cultivators of the same rank. Therefore, it is no wonder that the cultivation world attaches great importance to the principles of the teacher's path, and must not be disobedient! Otherwise, everyone will spurn and have no place to shame.

Fang Xiaotang's words insulted Zhou Zhiwen, which can be called a big rebellion! Zhou Zhiwen's face was pale, and he was about to slap his face again. Fang Xiaotang suddenly jumped sideways, grabbed his wrist, and bit his left ring finger fiercely.

Fang Xiaotang obtained the "Red Flower" sword book taught by Zhao Ruozhu, studied it all the time, and already had part of his true qi.

Zhou Zhiwen was carried away with anger at the moment, and thought that he was just a girl, and he didn't have the slightest defense, so he grabbed and gnawed, and he couldn't struggle for a while.

What's more, the ten fingers are connected to the heart, and it is extremely unbearable to be bitten here. Zhou Zhiwen slapped her collarbone with his right palm and roared, "Do you want to die?" Don't let go yet! ”

Fang Xiaotang was full of resentment at this moment, even if the sticks were facing each other, she had made up her mind not to let go. Suddenly, the clavicle was crisp, the pain was unbearable, and the mouth was even more ruthless, and with a bang, he bit through the flesh and exposed the white bones.

Zhou Zhiwen's face turned cold: "Ah! Little brute!!" The right fist slammed into Fang Xiaotang's temple, beating her into a coma, Fang pinched her jaw and took out the ring finger of his left palm.

I only saw a bloody hand, the bone joints were cracked, even if I used the elixir to recuperate, it might leave future troubles, and from then on, the sensitivity of this finger would be greatly reduced, affecting my own combat power, and in anger, I kicked Fang Xiaotang's body more than ten times.

Zhou Zhiwen tore a piece of Fang Xiaotang's clothes, simply bandaged the injuries on his hands, and patrolled left and right, but fortunately no one saw it. Thinking that this mess was going to be seen by others, it spread to the cultivation world, saying that Zhou Zhiwen of the Shangqing Taoist Sect had caused Fang Xiaotang, a disciple of the fourth generation, to gnaw and hurt, and he would inevitably lose his reputation, so he took a bucket of snow water and woke Fang Xiaotang up.

Hurt!

It hurts!

What a headache!

The strange dream full of whispers quickly shattered, and the confused Fang Xiaotang only felt that his head was throbbing abnormally, as if he had been slammed with a stick, no, it was more like being pierced into the temple by a sharp object accompanied by agitation!

When Fang Xiaotang woke up from the cold, he only felt that there was no pain in his whole body, especially his head, which was like a splitting headache. Her blue dress was torn, her face was bruised and swollen, and she looked like she had been bullied.

"Alright, don't be pathetic." Zhou Zhiwen's face was not good-looking, after all, he was the person ordered by the Sword Ancestor to take care of him, and he didn't dare to clean it up. If the Sword Patriarch was allowed to see the clues, with his violent temper, it was really possible to kill himself alive.

"You bully me like this, Daddy Zhao won't let you go!"

Fang Xiaotang lowered his head with his hands down, crying and mourning, he didn't expect that when he came to the Shangqing Dao Sect, he would still be bullied. There had never been a moment when she was so eager to be strong and eager to grow!

Zhou Zhiwen was distressed in his heart, this master-apprentice relationship turned out to be the same as the enemy.

"You memorize this "Eight Parts of the Universe" well, if nothing goes wrong, I won't beat you anymore."

After speaking, Zhou Zhiwen turned around, unwilling to look at her angry expression again. The two of them are masters and apprentices, and the face work still has to be done, so she called two maidservants to tidy up her appearance a little.

Fang Xiaotang was tough on his lips, but in fact, he still put away the thick volume of "Eight Books of the World" left by his master, and read it carefully whenever he had time.