Zhang Youren covered his face, looking up at the sky forty-five degrees with sorrow, his eyes were deep, and he was sad for a long time. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"So you want me to worship under the Desert Sect?"

"Of course, and to become the apprentice of this seat!"

Ye Mo used the wood spirit to heal him, and said with a serious expression.

"Shizun is the beacon that illuminates my life!" Zifei said excitedly.

"Shizun is the signpost that guides me forward...... "The Ram said indifferently.

"Before I met Shizun, I was just a scumbag who almost fell into the abyss, and it was Shizun who taught me how to be a good person!"

"Before I met Shizun, I was just a lazy scumbag, and it was Shizun who taught me how to do a labor ......"

The corners of the ram's extraordinary mouth twitched, what is a lazy scum, this is the line written by that bastard specifically to slander the reputation of my young master ram!

"I raised both of these children, and now their achievements are a testament to their talent and to my excellence in the ministry!

Even Ye Mo herself was about to believe her own nonsense, Hongluo felt that she should never believe in this man's sincerity. Zi Fei had already been a cultivator at the peak of true martial arts long before he apprenticed, and after apprenticeship, Ye Mo almost didn't talk about a single class except for throwing him a few textbooks.

And the extraordinary foundation of the ram was laid in the ram's house, except for throwing him a copy of the "Immortal King Sutra", Ye Mo was all calling this disciple like a housekeeper.

Such a lazy fellow is embarrassed to say that he is excellent in teaching and preaching to his disciples? It can only be said that he is particularly capable of winning people, and he would have been stabbed to death by his disciples long ago if he had replaced others.

"Can I refuse?" said Zhang Youren like a walking corpse, his eyes glazed and his expression slack.

"Do you have a reason to refuse, other than looking at me unpleasantly?"

Ye Mo didn't answer his question, but asked a rhetorical question, which instantly crushed Zhang Youren's spiritual defense.

Even if he doesn't like Ye Mo anymore, this beating is always in vain, and this exercise will always have to be fused, and he will never be able to afford this price......

"The master is on top, and the apprentice will bow down!" Zhang Youren landed on his knees, and stood up after kneeling in an instant, as if kneeling for one more second was an insult to himself.

"Master, please drink tea......" He turned his arm, and a set of tea sets suddenly appeared in his hand. It took less than a few seconds to brew a pot of fragrant tea, and it smelled quite a kind of overwhelming aroma.

Drink, drink! Zhang Youren was looking forward to it, this tea was a different species he had discovered in a small world, and once drunk, it could temporarily improve the monk's understanding.

It stands to reason that this tea must be regarded as a kind of treasure, but its most strange thing is its taste, its fragrance is sweet and soft, but the taste is extremely spicy, and it is spicy and deep into the bone marrow, even monks often drink it and roll on the ground.

This is the best tea in his storage bag, isn't it the best tea that is used when the apprentice is worshipping for tea, uh-huh!

In order to highlight his sincerity, he even put in the amount of two people and burned it to his spirit stone, but Zhang Youren was not sad at all!

"It stands to reason that the master should drink this bowl of tea. However, the misunderstanding just now is all the fault of the master, but it hurt the beloved apprentice, how can you drink this cup of tea with peace of mind if you don't want to go to the teacher! ”

Ye Mo is such a human spirit, how could he be pitted by Zhang Youren, a fledgling little guy. Although he has a bit of wisdom, he is just a little bit in front of Ye Mo.

"Master, it's better for you to drink, I never took what happened just now to heart, this cup of tea is disrespectful......" Zhang Youren smiled with a grin.

"No, no, no, although you don't take it to heart, you can be a teacher but you can't forget it! Only when you drink this cup of tea can you really be good to your teacher." ”

"Master, you ......"

"Drink it, you! Do you dare not listen to the first words of the teacher?!"

Ye Mo directly snatched the teapot and violently poured it into Zhang Youren's mouth, not allowing him to resist.

"Ahem...... No...... Ahem!" No matter how much he resisted, it was to no avail, and a pot of high-strength spicy tea was poured into his mouth.

It's so spicy, it's really spicy, it's spicy!!The infinite spiciness, his mind was overwhelmed, Zhang Youren stood motionless, but his face went through three stages: from white to red, from red to purple, and from purple to black.

A whole pot of high concentration was poured into his mouth so roughly! Otherwise, when he cultivated, it was all tea for one person, and he could barely accept the spiciness after drinking it for at least three days.

And under Ye Mo's madness, Zhang Youren felt that every inch of his skin was stuffed with fiery red chili peppers, and the flames ruthlessly burned his internal organs and blood. He fell into a brief moment of blindness, as if he had fallen into an endless space, where there was nothing but the spicy heat of mad flames.

This warmth and spiciness, the pain of being eroded in every corner, this is the real flame! There can be no extreme heat, no dazzling light, but there must be torture and pain that can make everyone feel desperate!

His exercises began to run unconsciously, and the southern scorching sky was filled with endless fire, and the power was monstrous.

But this time, in the phantom shadow shown behind Zhang Youren, those golden flames gradually converged their light, and gradually became like ordinary fire, with a terrifying momentum.

But Ye Mo could feel that there was another kind of power contained in it, once he was possessed by these seemingly ordinary flames, he would definitely be in pain. In a sense, Zhang Youren's flame has evolved, and it has not evolved in the direction of Nanming's separation from the fire, but towards another unknown path.

"Even a joke can make people evolve...... Could it be that I am really a natural saint master? If this ability is discovered on earth, wouldn't it be profitable to open a cram school!"

Ye Mo touched his chin and thought.

"It turns out that it can evolve like this......" Zifei and Ram Feifei on the side were equally dumbfounded, and the heavens and all worlds would not believe it if they said it.

Two people blame each other, and finally one person forcibly pours tea into the mouth of the other person, is this also the premise of an epiphany?

"Actually, I also have a bit of spiritual tea here. Zifei stared at the ram and said expectantly.

"That's a coincidence, it's a pity that I'm not a master!"

The ram said stiffly word by word, constantly warning himself in his heart that he must not follow Zifei's advice, otherwise he will become as mentally retarded as him sooner or later.

When Zhang Youren woke up, it was already half an hour later, and his body was still red.

"I'm ...... What has evolved into!" He looked at the feeble atrophy of the flames beneath his feet, and suddenly felt that his future was bleak.