"He is the predecessor of the dragon descending, he passed on my martial arts called the eighteen palms of the dragon, he was a teacher of the dragon descending faction, there is a woman in the family, but there are no heirs......"

Chun Xiaojian said solemnly. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

On the other hand, Yue Butong's face became more and more ugly, and he really wanted to slap Xiao Jian's face now.

Believe, the devil will believe his words!

Yue Butong knows this apprentice of his too well, he is idle all day long, he doesn't do his job, not a word of ten sentences is true, the eighteen martial arts of martial arts, and the pure small sword is a waste material in any of the general martial arts.

The only thing that surprised Yue Butong was that the pure little sword, a gangster, had perfected his skills in flirting with his sister, and he remembered that when Ru'er first brought the pure little sword, this little bastard couldn't run away, so he smirked and slapped Ru'er's chest directly.

Yue Butong thought that this was purely an unintentional act of a child, so he didn't care, and was very relieved to let him play with his daughter.

But **** girl, I haven't paid attention to it for a few years, Xin'er's little girl was fascinated by this gangster, and Brother Xiaojian called Brother Xiaojian more than he called him this father.

Yue Butong was also embarrassed, he really didn't know where he learned these flirtatious skills of pure swords.

(But how did he know, these are the experiences accumulated by Chun Xiaojian, who has been single for 20 years in his previous life, flirting with his sister countless times, and seeking advice from netizens from all walks of life.) There are hundreds of millions of Chinese netizens, and there are countless old drivers, and the flirtatious routine that Chun Xiaojian learned is simply the tip of the iceberg!)

If it weren't for the decline of Xuanxuan now, there would be only one male disciple left in the East Xuanmen, and Chun Xiaojian had grown up in the East Xuanmen since he was a child, and there was a relationship between them, otherwise Yue Butong would have expelled this little bastard from the sect long ago.

"Okay, don't make it up, haven't you watched "Smiling Proud Jianghu" as a teacher?"

Seeing that Chun Xiaojian was unwilling to tell the truth, Yue Butong no longer persecuted him, and said in a deep voice: "You use the trick you used to repel Nie Nantian that day, and I'll see how far your strength has reached now." ”

When Chun Xiaojian heard this, his heart suddenly became empty. His eighteen dragon descending palms are not something that can be used if you want to.

First of all, you have to be enough scum, and you have to lose enough 100,000 scum worth the lottery. And the special one or two may not be able to draw, you say, can you use this kind of god function casually?

Chun Xiaojian glanced at Yue Butong's face full of anger with a weak heart, so he had to bite the bullet and continue to talk nonsense: "Master, the consumption of the apprentices in the competition that day was too great, and the skill was not one out of ten, and it couldn't be recovered for a while, so the apprentice couldn't use that magic skill for the time being......"

Yue Butong's face was gloomy, he stared at Pure Xiaojian for a long time, and saw that he was indeed weak in qi and blood, and he didn't look like any fantasy master at all, so he temporarily believed Pure Xiaojian's words.

But Yue Butong forgot that the pure little sword had always been such a fictitious thing. Usually not good at cultivating, stealing and playing tricks, although his physical fitness is much stronger than those ordinary people under the mountain, he will not be weak for three or four hours by playing a cannon to support him.

But if it is compared with a fantasy person who cultivates himself and practices martial arts or a warrior who cultivates source power, then whether it is qi and blood or physical fitness, it is naturally much worse.

"Well, my body is a little weak. If you practice more in the future, even if you can achieve great skills, if you don't have a good physique, it will only be a waste. ”

"I'll set a cultivation plan for you tonight according to your situation, and in the next three years, you won't be allowed to go anywhere, give me an honest retreat and cultivation on the mountain!"

Yue Butong looked at the pure little sword with a tiger's eyes, and said sharply, "Did you hear that?"

"Master, I'm ......" Chun Xiaojian was very embarrassed, he didn't know how to speak... Refuse.

But three years of retreat is absolutely unbearable. Although Chun Xiaojian was a bitter man in his previous life, he had a deep yearning for the outside world.

Chun Xiaojian's biggest wish was to take his school girl wife to travel the world.

Holding the soft snow peak of the school flower, smiling at the clouds on the horizon!

Yes, this is life, life is only a hundred years in the world, there are beautiful women you don't touch, there are scenery you don't see, are you worthy of your hormones-rampant youth, worthy of your life that will not come again?

Well, the dream of pure Xiaojian is still a dream until death, first, there is no money to see the beauty of the world, and second, the snow peak of the school flower is in the hands of others.

However, Pure Xiaojian is now reborn in the other world, with the knowledge of his previous life, if his full "talent" is used in this Great Xia Kingdom of scientific and technological change, then the money is not as good as the water of the Yellow River, rolling in.

As for the school flower, do you still need to find the special one? Isn't the little junior sister, Xin'er's beauty is the beautiful school flower that she had a crush on in her previous life.

Now that he has a beautiful woman and the money is running out, he is about to go down the mountain to make a big move, but the master let him retreat for three years.

Three years, more than a thousand days and nights, little Lori has become an old woman, little fresh meat has become an old driver, and little cherries have become black... It's right!!

"Hmph, the emperor's tomorrow can only be the sea of stars, beautiful beasts!!"

Thinking of this, Chun Xiaojian couldn't care so much, his heart was horizontal, his teeth were bitten, and then he ...... whispered, "Master, I want to go down the mountain..."

Hearing this, Yue Butong was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect this criminal to dare to give him a reminder of going down the mountain at this time.

He turned his head, looked at Chun Xiaojian angrily, and asked coldly in an infiltrating tone, "You tell me again." ”

"I think, go down the mountain and make money!"

"Bang!"

In a fit of rage, a Xuan Li Technique spurred out from Yue Butong's veins, and the body of the pure little sword was thrown away in an instant, crashing into the big tree behind him.

"Bastard, martial arts practitioner, since he said such a big rebellious thing. ”

"I am a person in the rivers and lakes, and what I do is for the country and the people. But you are willing to degenerate, and you have become a person who is consumed by profit, and you are willing to be a lowly businessman who is a cow and a horse for money, regardless of my fantasy dignity!"

"Such scum, what kind of face do you have to be a disciple of the Eastern Xuanmen?"

Chun Xiaojian endured the pain and got up from the ground, the original indifference actually showed a touch of stubbornness at this moment, he raised his head, and said unwillingly:

"Master, the times are changing with each passing day, and today's Great Xia Kingdom is no longer the Great Xia Kingdom where fantasy prevailed thousands of years ago. The tide of science and technology has already swept the entire fantasy civilization, and the torrent of warriors has already put the building of the mystical master in jeopardy.

"But you are still so complacent, obsessed with the glory of a hundred years ago and unable to extricate yourself, if you continue like this, you will eventually be abandoned by the times!"

"Master, it's time for us to change. Now is a good time for the Great Xia Kingdom to change, there are business opportunities everywhere, and profits are everywhere. ”

"Like us in our previous life, at the beginning of China's reform and opening up, those who went to the sea to make money became billionaires, while those who were complacent were still moving bricks on the construction site. ”

"Die the bold, starve the cowardly, the rich die innovative, and the poor die pedantic. ”

"It's been so many years since the scientific and technological revolution in the Great Xia Kingdom, like the little junior brother, the first batch of them who went down the mountain to make money, they all drove BMW to live in villas, hugged beautiful women, and we, the mountain people, are still riding dead horses, living in wooden houses, hugging and crying!"

"Master, I have made up my mind, you just let me go down the mountain, I want to go to stock speculation to make money. ”

What Chun Xiaojian said was sincere, and when it came to the emotional part, he couldn't help but burst into tears.

However, if some people really change so well, then the Qing Dynasty will not die.

In the end, Yue Butong put aside the next sentence:

"Retreat and practice, I will pass on your peerless martial arts, and you are still my apprentice;"

"Go down the mountain to make money, be willing to fall, you and I, have nothing to do with it!"

Pure Xiaojian looked at Yue Butong's cloudy old eyes, the scum's heart in his heart was soft after all, he sighed helplessly, and then slowly knelt down.

Yue Butong saw Chun Xiaojian's expression of shame, and knew in his heart that this apprentice of his had finally relented. However, just when Yue Butong was about to comfort this apprentice, Chun Xiaojian suddenly said, "Master, I have been thinking about it for a long time, and I think I am still suitable to make money." ”

As soon as Yue Butong heard this, his face, which was already much better-looking, turned blue again, and he was very angry, he shook his robe, snorted coldly, and wanted to leave.

"Master, I haven't finished yet?"

"I think, take the little junior sister down the mountain together, do you keep looking at it?"

“.........”

, this scum, before leaving, he had to take a beautiful woman with him, he was expelled from the master's door, and he asked the master to let his daughter follow him!!

In just a moment, the scum value on the pure little sword soared by a few thousand points.

(Warm reminder, the scum of the pure little sword will not go into business, after all, we are a fantasy text, but it is certain to make money through some means, after all, the pure little sword is indispensable on the way to the world, as for the main business? Of course, it is to pretend to force the scum to upgrade and become stronger!)