"Oh? Don't want to learn my sword? ”

The Taoist priest's eyebrows were slightly raised, and he did not show an unhappy appearance, his right hand was propped up on his chin, and he tilted his head to look at Wang Anfeng with interest, and said:

"So, why?"

"But Hugh wants to say, you don't like the swordsmanship of Taoist priests."

"Taoist priest, I, no, believe."

The corners of his mouth are slightly raised, his smile is gentle, his face lines are extremely soft, there is no hardness, and the tears at the corners of his eyes can be imagined how moving his sister as a woman is.

Wang Anfeng was speechless, pursed his lips, and after being silent for a long time, he just said in a muffled voice:

"The younger generation is stupid."

The Taoist priest was helpless, looked at Wang Anfeng and shook his head again and again, and sighed with a smile:

"Sure enough, it deserves to be raised by that awkward guy."

"Do you want you to say that it is so difficult to only learn the swordsmanship passed down by the leader in your life?"

Wang Anfeng's face stiffened slightly.

The Taoist priest looked at him with a smile, as if he thought his expression was very interesting, and when Wang Anfeng came back, he continued to speak, saying:

"However, I was personally found by the Winning Champion."

"You also saw how unhappy his expression was, if you don't learn the sword from me, aren't you afraid of annoying him?"

"If you tell him that you don't want to learn swordsmanship other than him, I'm afraid you'll be cleaned up by good students."

"He won't take your affection."

The corners of Wang Anfeng's mouth twitched slightly, and his face was a little stiff when he had only eased up.

After more than three years of getting along, the flow of time in the world of Shaolin Temple is even slower, in fact, the time he spent with Mr. Win is probably more than five years, such a long time, he naturally knows that what this Taoist said is not very likely to happen, but something that is clear.

The ancient Dao people seem to like to see others at a loss.

When I saw that Wang Anfeng's forehead was a little painful, he slowly reasoned and said:

"That's not the case, little one, I won't teach you how to use the sword."

"The method of winning the sword is also the world's first-class mastery, he asked me to come here, and what he asked for was just the method of my Wudang Zixiao Palace with the Thunder Imperial Sword, if it was pure swordsmanship, it would probably not be eye-catching."

"I see that you also have thunder true qi in your body, so I simply passed on your thunder channeling technique, what kind of creation can you have after that, and where you go, whether it is stronger than my Zixiao Palace swordsmanship or weaker, it depends on your own chance."

"How?"

Wang Anfeng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, only to feel that a way out of front of him finally came out, raised his hand to the Taoist priest who was three points lazy and supported on the table with one hand, and said sincerely:

"That's the best."

"Younger generation, thank you for growing up."

"Fulfillment? You really dare to say it, little one......"

The ancient Taoist chuckled.

Wang Anfeng raised his eyes to look at him, and saw that the fingers of the young Taoist priest's right hand curled up a strand of white hair, sitting in the bamboo forest, with a good temperament, as if he might ride the wind at any time.

After thinking about it, he couldn't help but open his mouth after all, and said:

"The Ancient Road ......"

The Taoist priest raised his eyes to look at him and said with a smile:

"Huh? What's the matter? ”

"Didn't you regret it?"

"Little guy, we don't refine medicine in Wudang Mountain, if you are a Taoist priest looking for alchemy, you should go to Kongtong, but even if it is Kongtong Mountain, there is no such thing as regret medicine."

Wang Anfeng can be regarded as having read a lot of books in the Fengzilou, but among the famous mountains of Daomen, he really has never heard of the word 'Kongtong', and his mind is not here at this time, so he simply didn't care, just shook his head and said:

"The juniors don't regret it, but there is one thing that I want to ask the Taoist."

The ancient Taoist put down his hand and said with a smile:

"What's the matter? You can, but it doesn't hurt. ”

Wang Anfeng breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and subconsciously looked back left and right, only then turned around, thought about it, lowered his voice, and said:

"Daoist, your sister, is she very good-looking?"

The Taoist priest was slightly stunned, then laughed out loud, shook his head again and again, and said:

"What kind of problem are you?"

Wang Anfeng's eyes were full of the taste of exploration, he was not stupid, he had already guessed something in the conversation with everyone just now.

The young man's heart was really curious.

He couldn't imagine what a beautiful beauty it must be to be able to attract Mr. Win's mood to change, and what kind of woman it was to make Mr. Win's heart move.

Come to think of it, it must be the best good-looking girl in the world.

"It's ordinary......"

The ancient Taoist smiled and spoke, shattering Wang Anfeng's illusion.

In order to make it easier for Wang Anfeng to understand, the Taoist priest propped his palm on his chin and thought for a long time, suddenly his eyes lit up, stretched out his index finger, shook it in front of Wang Anfeng's eyes, and said with a smile:

"Let's just say that."

"If it was ten years ago, Hongluo Yu was fat enough, and while the winner was sleeping, he would draw a little rouge for that leader."

"Then the leader's face and posture will be above the sister."

"Wow, ah, ......"

The voice of the ancient Taoist had just fallen, and a miserable scream came from the sky.

The voice was slight, Wang Anfeng and the Taoist priest looked up in unison, and saw that the air in the sky was rapidly discharged, forming a viscous state visible to the naked eye, like a whirlwind, absorbing the clouds and mist, forming a long dragon, mighty and mighty, passing through the sky.

The bamboo forest in the mountain behind the Shaolin shook violently.

As soon as the ancient Taoist flicked his sleeves, he stopped this vision, raised his eyes and looked at the Hongluo Feathers who were screaming and spiraling into the sky, and his scalp was pulled back by the wind, and he was amazed and exclaimed:

"Interesting."

"I just talked about Hongluoyu, and I suffered a disaster, could it be that the winner has reached the level of sympathy between heaven and man, and everything is up to the heart?"

Turning around, he saw Wang Anfeng's blank face, smiled, and said:

"It's too far away for you to mention it."

Wang Anfeng nodded, just silently recorded the four words of sympathy between heaven and man in his heart, thought about it, and found that something was a little strange, opened his mouth curiously, and said:

"That'...... Why did you have to go ten years ago? ”

"I see the appearance of my husband, and he is also very young......"

The ancient Taoist laughed, stretched out his finger and lightly tapped Wang Anfeng's heart, and said leisurely:

"The appearance has not changed, but the heart is already old."

"As the saying goes, the older the rivers and lakes, the less courageous they are."

"If it was the fledgling champion ten years ago, maybe Xiaodao would have a chance to become the palace master of my Wudang Zixiao Palace, but not necessarily."

Wang Anfeng was stunned.

He couldn't keep up with the speed of the mind transformation of the Xiuqi Taoist in front of him.

The ancient Taoist raised his hand and patted the top of the young man's head, and said with a smile:

"Stupid."

"Look, little one......"

"If he was the winner ten years ago, he would definitely not think about so many, and he would go directly to Hongguang Pavilion, if he went to Hongguang Pavilion, then my sister would not be disappointed, and if my sister would not be disappointed, she would not be ill, and she would elope with the surname Win."

"As soon as my sister leaves, who else in Zixiao Palace can be my opponent?"

"Then I'm not the palace master of Zixiao Palace?"

Wang Anfeng didn't understand a little, could it be that the palace master on Wudang Mountain was a master of martial arts? The thought in his heart turned his head, nodded, and said:

"It seems that the elder sister's martial arts are even higher than that of the Daoist."

The Taoist priest glanced at him and said with a smile:

"How is this possible?"

Wang Anfeng was a little puzzled and said:

"That ......"

"You want to ask, why is my sister the palace master?"

The Taoist priest shook his head and said firmly:

"You must not have a sister."

"The so-called sister is a character who can let her lose miserably outside, and when she comes back, she can lift her younger brother's Tianling cover with one hand......"

?? Wang Anfeng was dumbfounded when he heard this.

The Taoist priest smiled and said:

"Speaking of which, my sister is not good-looking, her temper is still very direct, she often makes people unable to get off the stage, and she likes to laugh when she looks embarrassed by others, she can't cook good food, and she likes to compete with others, and she doesn't give an inch where she cares, it's really not a good match."

The ancient Daoist was a little helpless when he said that he sighed and shook his head.

Wang Anfeng thought for a while and said:

"According to what the Taoist said, Sister Zun should be frank in temperament, don't like red makeup, don't like the kitchen, and love her life, but the three-foot Qingfeng, walking the rivers and lakes, never retreating half a point, and being a person like a famous sword."

The Taoist priest was slightly stunned, laughed, and said:

"You're really good at picking good words."

Wang Anfeng shook his head, got up, looked at the smiling Taoist priest, and said:

"Because I believe in sir, I understand."

"The person who can make my husband love will be peerless."

This is said with confidence.

The smile on the face of the ancient Taoist retracted, looked Wang Anfeng up and down, suddenly shook his head and sighed, and with a wave of his sleeves, a strong wind struck, and two broken bamboos flew out of the large verdant bamboo forest.

One of them shot straight towards Wang Anfeng.

Wang Anfeng was slightly stunned, took a step back, raised his hand to stop in front of Qingzhu, relaxed his body, exerted his soft strength, unloaded all the strength on it, opened his five fingers, and held this Qingzhu in his hand.

Looking up, the Taoist priest had also lazily risen, dressed in a gray and white Taoist robe, with long hair like snow scattered behind his back, holding a sword in his right hand, pointing obliquely at the ground.

"Dao Chief, this is ......"

The Taoist priest smiled:

"Since it's to teach you martial arts, it's natural to know what kind of realm your current martial arts have reached, so that you can teach you according to your aptitude, isn't it?"

Wang Anfeng held the green bamboo and said:

"But the juniors still have something to ask......

"That's all for today."

"Didn't the predecessors say that it's okay to say it today?"

The ancient Taoist raised his hand and used the green bamboo as a sword, and said with a smile:

"yes, but it doesn't hurt to say that."

"You can naturally say it, but if I don't answer, it depends on the mood, which is what my Taoist says, 'follow my heart'."

"Little one, look at the sword!"

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