Early the next morning, Ye Nanshan saw Song Qianlai waiting there at the foot of Jianfeng Mountain.

I don't know why, Ye Nanshan was in a good mood when he saw Song Qianlai.

"Yo, come so early, buy tea? ”

Song Qianlai greeted Ye Nanshan: "Hello senior, I'm not here to buy tea today." ”

When climbing, Yenanshan was not in such a good mood.

"Senior, I woke up last night. Song Qianlai said excitedly, "No need to drink tea anymore." ”

"This is really not good news..."Ye Nanshan said softly.

Song Qianlai: "Senior, what did you say?"

Ye Nanshan coughed dryly: "I said this is really good news, congratulations." ”

"Thank you, senior!" Song Qianlai said with a smile, "My father has repeatedly explained that he must come over to thank the senior, so I came over early in the morning, and the senior should not have arrived yet, so I am waiting for the senior here." ”

In fact, it was because of the panic that he was tired from going up the mountain, and Song Qianlai was too lazy to climb, so he waited at the foot of the mountain.

Ye Nanshan: "You're welcome, it's your own talent to awaken, otherwise even if I sell you Yunwu Tea, it's useless, in the final analysis, it's because of yourself, I just played a small role, no thanks." ”

Song Qianlai arched his hand: "The senior is really as Wenwu said, promoting the junior, the high wind and bright festival, and admiring it." ”

Being praised so much by his own pig, to be honest, Ye Nanshan felt a little weird, but listening to Song Qianlai praise himself like this, Ye Nanshan felt very cool, so he involuntarily started to pretend to be in mode.

"Hmm... Yunwu tea is a divine tea, at the beginning I sold two silver coins and a pot in the seed camp, just to help the talented students, but the tea is limited, I can't help everyone, I didn't plan to sell tea, but seeing that you came to buy tea so sincerely, I sold some to you, such a god tea, sold for two thousand gold coins, in fact, it is also a loss of money, mainly to help you, I don't care if the money is not money, if the tea is too scarce, I will directly send ten pots to one of you. ”

When Song Qianlai heard this, his expression was even more grateful to Ye Nanshan, and he even brought some look of worship.

As a newly awakened disciple of the Seed Camp, it is indeed easy to worship the sword blade of the peak master of Yenan Mountain, if you don't know how he came from.

"Senior Gao Yi!" Song Qianlai exclaimed, "The senior is really high-spirited, the junior admires, it seems that my father and I are too cheesy, and we even prepared five thousand gold coins to thank the senior, now that I think about it, I really shouldn't have it! Sending money is simply insulting the senior's demeanor, how can the senior be a layman who loves money?"

Ye Nanshan was as uncomfortable as eating a fly at this time, and it was the kind of green-headed big fly, and he couldn't wait to give himself a mouthful now.

Let you talk a lot! Let you pretend to be a high wind and bright festival!

The question now is whether Ye Nanshan will continue to pretend to be faceless, or will he be shameless and ask for money.

Which is more important, money or face? That's the question.

Ye Nanshan is a person who loves face, so he chose... Annoying.

"That's... The elder didn't dare to resign, since the junior Ling Zun gave it away, as a junior, how could I not want it, junior brother, thank Ling Zun for me when I go back. ”

Ye Nanshan himself is about to praise his wit, look at how he is in a hurry, how level he says, first put on a reason that the elders dare not resign, so that he does not lose face.

Then add a sentence to thank Ling Zun for me, this sentence should have been said to Song Gan after Ye Nanshan took the money, but he said it in advance before he saw the money, so that Song Gan's back road to come was blocked, lest he pop out a sentence that Ye Nanshan who can't use money to taint the senior's style or something, and now I thank you, can you still give it?

Song Qianlai didn't think it was strange or inappropriate for Ye Nanshan's words, he was originally here to send money, and Ye Nanshan's words were also reasonable, and the elders didn't dare to resign.

However, Song Qian looked at Ye Nanshan's hand paralyzed in front of him and was a little stunned.

Ye Nanshan also found that it was not appropriate to reach out and ask for money like this, so he coughed twice to hide his embarrassment, which also made Song Qian come back to his senses.

"Hmm... It's not early, and I still have to rush up the mountain to class. Ye Nanshan found a reason for himself.

"Oooh. Song Qianlai nodded hurriedly, and then took out a small box from the storage bag, the box was obviously very heavy, and Song Qianlai struggled to hold it, "Senior, be careful, not respectful." ”

"Oops, junior brother is too polite. Ye Nanshan smiled, stretched out his hand and took the money box, without looking at it, and immediately put it into the storage space.

Farewell to Song Qianlai night Nanshan was in a good mood, although he lost a customer, but he sent an extra five thousand gold coins, how to make him happy, not to mention that a pot of two thousand gold coins of cloud tea is not cheap, if it doesn't work if a few pots of drinking a few pots, it is another matter whether people can buy it or not.

Today, Murong Jianyu still asked Ye Nanshan to continue to practice stabbing swords, but after practicing in Ye Nanshan for a morning, changing different branches, standing at different angles and positions, he was able to stab more than ninety-five times with a hundred stabs, Murong Jianyu changed a sword to Ye Nanshan, well... Or rather, an iron rod.

However, being able to get the iron rod, Ye Nanshan is already satisfied, although it is still not a real sword, but at least it is better than using the branch that still has a branch as a sword.

Murong Jianyu asked Ye Nanshan to use an iron rod as a sword, and stabbed hundreds of times, this time, Ye Nanshan obviously made great progress, stabbed hundreds of times in a row, and only two times did not stab.

It's no wonder that he can have a hit rate of more than 95 percent with crooked branches, and now that he is replaced by a straight iron rod, it will naturally be much easier to control, and the hit rate will also increase.

After seeing Ye Nanshan's hit rate, Murong Jianyu nodded and said, "I barely passed, I can't do 100% yet, you can practice more by yourself in the future, and practice something different today." ”

Ye Nanshan: "Okay, what are you practicing?"

"It's still stabbing. Murong Jianyu pointed to a big tree next to him and said, "Use your stick to pierce it." ”

"Gollum. Ye Nanshan swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, and then looked down at his lower body.

This... Shouldn't you wear it? and... Shame on you.

"I'll show you. Murong Jianyu said.

Ye Nanshan was shocked,! You can also demonstrate this?

"Give me your stick. Murong Jianyu pointed to the iron rod in Ye Nanshan's hand and said.

Ye Nanshan was stunned, woke up suddenly, and hurriedly handed the iron rod to Murong Jianyu, followed Murong Jianyu to the big tree, and patted his head several times.

What's wrong with this head? Is it in the water or is it stupid to practice swordsmanship?

"Look, remember my movements. ”

Murong Jianyu said and stood still in front of the big tree, posing a POSS, with her feet parallel, holding a stick in her right hand, and her body was sideways to the right back, her action was not like a sword stab, but a bit like the action when she pulled the bow to the extreme.

The iron rod in Murong Jianyu's hand stabbed out violently, "Bang!" instantly pierced the basketball-thick tree in front of him.

Ye Nanshan was not surprised by this, if Murong Jianyu couldn't pierce it, it would be called an accident.