"Master, I have finally practiced the Heavenly Dao Treasure Book. ”

"Oh?

A gray-haired old man, gently brushing a large silver-white beard like a ponytail under his cheeks, standing with a smile, beside him, a child kneeling quietly, about six or seven years old, full of childishness, but the ethereal and clear big eyes always seem to be dancing a little clever, it is really very likeable, he put his hands together, it seems to be kneeling there respectfully, but from time to time he looks up and sneaks a look at the old man in front of him, his crooked eyebrows and eyes overflow a little naughty and banter, this is him- Xiao Cong, the only disciple of Tiandao Weng, is the fourth son of Xiao Tianyu, the current head of the fifth largest family in the Xuanzhen Realm.

Tiandao Weng nodded with satisfaction, stroked the beard under his cheeks again, and asked with a smile:

"Xiao Cong, how long have you been here with Master?"

"Uh-huh........."

Xiao Cong scratched the back of his head and said:

"I was sent to you by my father when I was four years old, probably three years ago. ”

Tiandao Weng said meaningfully:

"Well, three years, not short. ”

"Master, what you said is not short, do you mean that I practice, but I have worked very hard..."

Xiao Cong hurriedly defended himself, and his cheeks were more obvious baby fat bulging.

"Hehe, silly boy, being a teacher is not saying that you are slow, you have practiced very quickly. ”

Tiandao Weng leaned over and gently rubbed the child's head dotingly, his eyes were full of smiles, but in this thick love, there seemed to be something else.

He raised his head and walked to the door, Xiao Cong then walked to the master's side, Tiandao Weng put his hand on Xiao Cong's shoulder, raised his head, and looked at the cloudless, clear sky like a lake, the autumn wind was a little cool, gently blowing Tiandao Weng's loose white robe, the leaves of the plane tree were blown to a rattle, and there were faint sighs of Tiandao Weng.

"Well, it's almost time. ”

Xiao Cong looked up hard at his little face, pursed his lips and looked at the master with a sad face, suddenly, he thought of something, he felt that it was time to explain it clearly to the master.

"Master, there is one thing that the apprentice is a little embarrassed to say. ”

"Yo, is there anything else you kid is embarrassed about. ”

Tiandao Weng glanced at Xiao Cong absentmindedly, and a trace of imperceptible reluctance that could be said to be embarrassing flashed in the latter's eyes, and then as if he had suddenly mustered great courage, he said:

"Master, I accidentally learned another spell that you treasured. ”

"Hmph!" Tiandao Weng sneered, "Boy, you are now touching your conscience and saying, have you stolen less things over the years, and if you don't learn a good Heavenly Dao Treasure Book, you have a soft spot for those side doors, otherwise, how could you only cultivate the Heavenly Dao Treasure Book now, when you think of this, it hurts to be a teacher!"

The more Xiao Cong listened, the more angry he became, pouting, and his little face was full of anger.

"Hmph, old man, don't think I don't know, you deliberately let me learn those things, and now you are coming to me again, what do you mean!"

"This ...... When did I let you learn that crap, I didn't. ”

Tiandao Weng turned his face away and refused to admit it.

"You always treat me like a child, in fact, I know everything, you are deliberately teasing me!"

The more Xiao Cong spoke, the more angry he became, his little face turned red, and seeing that the master didn't think so, he began to jump and jump to pull Tiandao Weng's beard.

"Okay, okay, you little clever, can't you know that the teacher is wrong? ”

While dodging, Tiandao Weng parried Xiao Cong's attack again and again, trying to protect his beard, but this little apprentice who was spoiled by himself just didn't give up, he even coaxed and cheated, and even intimidated, but the tricks were not good.

"Good apprentice, good apprentice, don't you have something to tell Master, let's stop first, stop first, and you can talk to Master. ”

After tossing for a long time, this anxious little ancestor quieted down.

Tiandao Weng accompanied the smiling face,

"Good apprentice, don't you have something to tell Master, let's talk about it now, it's a shocking book for the Master, crying ghosts and gods. ”

The little fellow was still angry, and the crimson on his cheeks had not completely faded, and he replied with a serious face:

"It's called the Shura Thirteen Style. ”

"Oh...... Shura Thirteen Style..."Tiandao Weng stroked his beard thoughtfully, "I don't remember such a technique as a teacher." ”

"Yes, yes," retorted the little fellow in a gleeful and anxious manner, "the one you hid in the mezzanine of the floor under the bed." ”

Tiandao Weng's squinting eyes suddenly widened, his hair beard was windless, the white robe made a hunting sound, his face was pinned to the other side in an instant, and his cold gaze shot on the child's body, and the pink little face suddenly lost its blood, and he took two steps back tremblingly,

"Master, I'm ...... Did you do something wrong..."

"Shura Thirteen Styles, Shura Thirteen Styles, you actually practiced Shura Thirteen Styles...... Tiandao Weng's gaze became colder and colder, and Xiao Cong, who was looking directly, involuntarily began to tremble, and at that moment, his gaze suddenly retreated from all the fierceness, and was replaced by a puzzle.

He muttered to himself like hysteria:

"No, no, the thirteen styles of Shura are strange chapters, and even I can't understand the words used, how can he be a child, how can he comprehend such a profound technique, besides, since he has cultivated the Heavenly Dao Treasure Book, there is no reason to cultivate the thirteen styles of Shura, that is his ......"

His face was suddenly filled with horror that he had never felt before,

"That's not right...... Not right......"

"Why is this ......?"

Tiandao Weng put his right hand on Xiao Cong's head, which was as dry as an old vine, and let out a long, long sigh, which sounded as if it came from the incomparably distant upper reaches of time and space, and reached Xiao Cong's ears, which was inaudible, but it made this child who had not yet tasted things feel a burst of uncomfortable sorrow from his heart.

"Maybe I really did it wrong this time........."

Xiao Cong lowered his head, thinking in his heart, after quietly shedding a few tears, he turned to a sweet and satisfied smile on his childish little face, and the tears flowed through the shallow dimples into the corners of his slightly grinning mouth, he couldn't taste its true taste, just faintly felt that it was a little salty.

"It doesn't matter, I've lived in this world for seven years, and I've met my father and master who love me the most, there's nothing to regret, I shouldn't, I shouldn't, I shouldn't have practiced the damn Shura Thirteen Styles, the old man deliberately hid it under the bed, I should have thought of it...... Alas...... Perhaps, this is providence......"

"Alas...... Perhaps, this is providential......"

With another faint sigh, Tiandao Weng turned around and looked at Xiao Cong helplessly, with both pity and unbearability in his eyes,

"My apprentice, how can you be a teacher..."

"Master, the ancient book says, 'Heaven is kind, people are good, all things hide evil in their hearts, balance in the heart, heaven has a way, people follow things, the way of heaven responds, and the general theory is nothing more than immortals. 'I ......'

"You shut up for me! Ancient books, ancient books, ancient books, for the teacher to let you understand the great road of the world, you learned this for me, he is an immortal, I still don't believe it...... You kneel here, wait for me, and don't get up without my orders!"

"Yes...... Master......"

Xiao Cong didn't even fight, and simply knelt on the ground neatly.

Although he was scolded sharply, he couldn't help but feel a little warm in his heart, and even a little hope, he lowered his head, but there was a secret smile on his face,

"It seems that Master still feels sorry for me. ”