Chapter 93: Apprenticeship, the Creation of Each
Qing Wenxiao just waited, waiting for everyone to come to their senses. Waiting for them to overcome the darkness in their hearts, this is also the way they must go, something they must overcome.
"You're all out. Qing Wenxiao smiled and waved to them.
"It's out. Several people were in a bit of a depressed mood. After all, just came out of fear.
"Alright, let's get out. Qing Wenxiao's white flames devoured the scroll. Everyone naturally returned to their original places.
The darkness faded and the sun slowly rose in the east.
"You have passed our test. If you are willing to take us as a teacher, we can teach you the exercises of the direct lineage. A voice came to everyone's ears.
People are still far away, but the voice has already been heard.
Qing Wenxiao smiled. "It seems that these are all tests that have been put to us by someone, and it is thanks to them that you have overcome the dark side of your heart. ”
"Childe, what's your dark side?" Xiao Qizi said curiously. He knew that Qing Wenxiao was the first to come to his senses, but he didn't know what Qing Wenxiao saw.
"Hey, hey, secret!" Qing Wenxiao played a dumb riddle. He can't say he doesn't know, right?
"If you want, sit down, and if you don't, get out. A woman's voice came. Qing Wenxiao clearly knew that this voice was the woman's from yesterday!
"Everyone sit down!" Qing Wenxiao agreed.
All six of them sat down.
"There are only six of them. Let's see who's fast, old guys!"
That Wentao was the first to make a move, and with a wave of pen and ink, Qing Wenxiao was taken away by him.
"Hey!
The woman carried Mu Xue and Bai Feng in the palm of her hand from afar.
And the blacksmith also carried Zhou Fatzi away directly.
Lu Wenwen's talisman cultivator is probably not taught by anyone except Wen Tao.
And the little seventh son was captured by the little old man.
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Lu Wenwen, who was sitting on the ground alone, felt a sense of desolation. Is he so pitiful and forgotten?
Just when she was discouraged, Wen Tao appeared out of thin air and held him in the palm of his hand.
He took two for each person!
The shepherd boy woke up in the morning, noticed movement in the yard, and curiously pushed the door open. Seeing that the people in the village were practicing strong ding, I couldn't help but feel excited. There was finally some firewood in the village.
The boy happily wanted to sneak away.
But the woman's voice had already fallen: "You four don't slack off on Mu'er's cultivation, otherwise I won't be able to spare you!"
Big eyes, big ears. The two men with only the upper body were a little helpless. Finally, he looked at the poor shepherd boy.
"Let's go!"
Perhaps it was at the woman's point that the four of them became much more severe. He picked up the shepherd boy and walked out of the village.
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Qing Wenxiao sat on the desk, holding a pen in his right hand and facing a blank piece of paper. The man named Wen Tao asked him to make a random picture. Although Qing Wenxiao feels a familiar feeling, he doesn't know how to write, and what should he draw?
Lu Wenwen was taken to a room alone. There are a lot of books about talisman on the shelves, as well as Wen Tao's experience.
"Come back to me when you've read all of this and know it by heart, and I'll test you myself, and then I'll teach you really useful things!" he walked out. stared at Qing Wenxiao from afar.
Qing Wenxiao said in his heart: "What do you see me doing? Look at what I do!" He didn't know what to draw, so he scribbled on the paper.....
On the other side, Chow Tai Fook learned to strike iron with a blacksmith. In just a few minutes of hard work, a big bag was already bulging on his head, and the blacksmith sprayed a few swear words from time to time, how could he scold so much. scolded Zhou Fatzi to the core.
Mu Xue followed the woman to study the magic sound and the formation.
Bai Feng sat on the ground and read the books.
Xiao Qizi followed the little old man to practice his sword. When Xiao Qizi took out the Soul Devouring Sword, the little old man was also taken aback, but when he noticed that there was no evil spirit on the sword, the little old man didn't take this thing to heart.
"Your sword is a good sword, but do you believe that this sword in your hand can't even cut my cigarette stick?"
Xiao Qizi nodded. Firmly authentic:
"I believe it!"
Geezer.....
It's really that he has seen too many strange people along the way. There were so many shocks that he was used to.
The old man originally wanted to kill the sharp spirit of Xiao Qizi. But I found that this guy didn't seem to have any sharp spirit at all.
"Put away your sword, you have taken this big iron sword, slash horizontally and vertically! Practice these movements for me a thousand times first! I will come and check after a thousand times!"
After saying it fiercely, the old man left on his own...
Xiao Qizi breathed a sigh of relief. Picking up the heavy iron sword in his hand, he not only practiced slowly.
Honestly, this sword is really sinking....
His two swords, oh no, four or five swords combined are not as heavy as this one!
"What are you drawing!" Wen Tao angrily tore Qing Wenxiao's graffiti to pieces, and his mouth couldn't stop bursting. Everyone in the village looked at this most gentle man.
To say that Wen Tao's cultivation can be said to be the best they have here.
But such a person is actually angry like this now.
Qing Wenxiao looked aggrieved: "What are you asking me to draw?"
"Draw this bird on the tree! Draw it for me!" Wen Tao said angrily, pointing to the colorful bird in the book.
Qing Wenxiao pursed his lips and had to do so.
Qing Wenxiao's every move is very ordinary, not too glamorous, nor too skilled. But when he drew the wrinkled shape and dotted the last eye on the bird on the scroll, the scroll made a birdsong sound! It trembled again and again! After two breaths, a bird exactly like the one came out of the scroll!
"This is the painter's five-fold shock!"
"Nope. Look at that bird, it also has the cultivation of the Sevenfold Realm!" someone commented.
"What! how is this possible!"
"Look, the bird in the tree flew down. They're talking!They're smart!?"
Wen Tao nodded with satisfaction: "I don't know where this brother came from? ”
Qing Wenxiao scratched the back of his head. "I didn't learn this, maybe I was born with it..."
Everyone almost fell.....
Born to be?
I was born to go to Nima.
If you say it, you have to be believed.
"Since I don't want to say it, that's it. Please follow me, I have a lot of academic stuff that I want to get someone to check on. ”
Na Wentao forcefully led Qing Wenxiao into the study.
After closing the door, the two began to talk.
There is often the sound of falling objects in the room, which sets off the noise of the quarrel.
"Hahahaha~"
The person who can make Wen Tao treat him like this seems unusual.
"The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and we old things should also make way for the younger generations. ”
"Hey, hey, we're still young!"
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