[Why can't I beat Shizun? 】

Huang Yaoshi repeatedly savored these words in his heart, but he didn't know whether he was happy or worried.

At the age of fifteen, he has reached the first-class level of the rivers and lakes, and all the eight veins of the Qi Jing have been opened, even the head of the five peers [Wang Chongyang] may not be able to do it.

This talent can be called the envy of others.

Compared with it, the first few apprentices he accepted could only be regarded as mediocre in talent.

He often sighs with emotion, he has never been able to win the first place in the world in his life, and he will rely on this kid to complete it in the future.

Looking at the heirs of the other four uniques, the descendants of the master of the first lamp can only be regarded as the golden mean, there is no successor to the Quanzhen Sect, the heirs of the Western Poison have died, and only the descendants of the Northern Beggars [Guo Jing] are out of the blue, and have gradually caught up with them, the older generation of grandmasters.

But Huang Yaoshi is confident that within ten years, no, within five years, his closed disciple will be able to catch up with him.

Compared with the son-in-law and the heir, Huang Yaoshi is obviously more inclined to the latter, because he represents the Peach Blossom Island lineage.

But the young man was especially not satisfied, and he had already set his sights on them, the grandmasters of the older generation.

"How many years have you been studying martial arts?"

Huang Yaoshi suddenly asked.

Xiao Jian looked inexplicable, my martial arts were taught by you, can you still know it yourself?

But he still replied: "Five years ......" said that he couldn't help but think of the scene when the master and apprentice first met five years ago.

At that time, he was a newcomer, struggling, bullied, and even survival was a big problem, and finally came to a bloody conclusion.

Fairy tales are all deceitful, even if they are traversers, they may not be able to soar to the sky in ancient times.

He once ran to the bottom of the overpass to tell the story, talking about the story of the Monkey King's three beats of the white bone spirit, but there were few listeners, and the expected "nobleman" was even more silent.

I also thought about the white wolf with empty gloves, and earned the first pot of gold from business with his knowledge beyond the times, but every time he entered the door, he was sent out.

What kind of businessman can a little kid know?

……

He tried all the methods he could think of, but in the end he still relied on Widow Liu's help to barely survive.

Later, when he couldn't bear it anymore, he clashed with a street bully, and was rescued by Huang Yaoshi when he was dying, and his fate was changed from then on.

He was undoubtedly fortunate to be accepted as a disciple by one of the Five Uniques, carefully taught, and his starting point was far better than ordinary people.

In addition, his talent is indeed a little extraordinary, and in just five years, he has opened up the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, in the words of Huang Yaoshi, it is the [Late Acquired Realm], the first-class level of the rivers and lakes.

After thinking about it, Huang Yaoshi spoke again, looking at him with blazing eyes.

"How many years have you been practicing for the teacher?"

Xiao Jian pinched his fingers and calculated, and replied, "It's been decades to say the least." ”

He turned his head to look at Huang Yaoshi and wondered, "Is there any connection between the two?" ”

Huang Yaoshi's face tensed, and he said in a deep voice: "You have only practiced for five years and won over those of us who have been cultivating for decades, so what else do we call the Five Uniques?" ”

Xiao Jian suddenly brightened and didn't dare to say any more.

He actually walked into a misunderstanding of thinking, [Natural Sword Body] is a good seedling suitable for sword practice, after all, this is just a martial arts world...... And not Xianxia.

After a while, Xiao Jian suddenly asked, "Master, what is [Innate]?" ”

He had asked this question before, but was rejected by Huang Yaoshi with [Your skills are shallow now, you can't be ambitious].

Xiao Jian was not convinced, so he forgot to sleep and eat, and finally opened the last of the eight veins of the Qi Jing half a month ago, and his skills increased greatly.

He felt he was qualified to ask that question now.

In fact, he is already qualified......

"Simplifying the complex, seeing the mind, and opening up the two veins of Ren and Du is [innate]."

Huang Yaoshi glanced at him and said, "But you have just broken through now, don't be too ambitious, polish the foundation, and stabilize your cultivation to ......."

"I understand!"

Xiao Jian nodded and said with a smile: "Ten thousand tall buildings rise from the ground." He deeply believes in Huang Yaoshi's teachings, the road is to go out step by step, and there is a quick way, but there are endless troubles.

"You can teach."

Huang Yaoshi nodded approvingly, and he felt more and more that this apprentice was given to him by God.

Not only is he talented, he can understand it at all, but his temper is also very good for his appetite, and he has no restraints at all.

The two are nominally masters and apprentices, but they get along like friends, talking freely and without taboos.

It's just that this kid often crosses the line...... More evil than him.

What is Widow Liu, the princess of the Great Song Dynasty...... He has a deep love for his deceased wife, how can he allow her to be someone else?

After a while, Xiao Jian asked again: "Master, when the Mongolian iron cavalry is raging today, and the intention of going south is obvious, haven't you thought about doing something?" ”

Huang Yaoshi was silent for a moment when he heard this, and sighed: "The faint king is incompetent, and the traitorous minister is in charge, what can I do?" ”

"The king of assassination may not be able to extend my Han nationality anymore."

After Xiao Jian finished speaking, his expression was a little lonely.

Yang Guo did this in the original work, but he only extended his life for the Southern Song Dynasty for a few more years, and later fell under the Mongolian iron horse.

This is the trend of the times, and it cannot be stopped by manpower.

He also thought about finding an opportunity to enter the Great Song Dynasty and change the law to strengthen the country, but time was running out.

With his reckless background, it is not easy to climb to a high position, and reform is even more difficult.

What's more, he only knew a little about this Tao, and he had no confidence that he could do it.

Huang Yaoshi was taken aback by his thoughts, and said in a deep voice, "You'd better not kill yourself. ”

"Even if I am at a loss when I fall into the military formation, I am afraid that I will have to worry about life and death."

Xiao Jian muttered: "Then I'll wait for the opportunity, it's always okay to kill a few Mongolian soldiers to vent my anger." ”

"What?"

"Nothing ......"

Huang Yaoshi sighed: "If you kill too much, you may lose your mind and go mad." ”

Xiao Jian said: "My heart is as strong as iron, and I am not moved by external forces. ”

Huang Yaoshi kept silent, he knew that this apprentice's temper was similar to his own, and he would not look back even if he hit his head and bleed.

He secretly made up his mind that he would never let this kid return to the Northland, and it was precisely because he had seen and heard too many things about the Mongols bullying the Han people in the Northland along the way that he had this idea.

Xiao Jian didn't say anything more, got up and sat cross-legged, running the internal force to warm and nourish the meridians, and stabilize his cultivation.

He knew very well that in this troubled world, all he could rely on was his fists and the sword in his hand.

——

On the vertical sun, the morning sun was rising, and when Huang Yaoshi opened his eyes again, he was the only one left.

"Xiao Jian!"

Huang Yaoshi's heart sank, and he suddenly had a bad premonition.

After all, he is only flesh and blood, and it is impossible for him to stay awake all night, otherwise he will hurt his spirit.

And although the spiritual sense of the Innate Grandmaster is keen, it will be greatly weakened in his sleep, and it will be difficult to detect unless someone has a killing intent against him.

He thought about the words of yesterday's boy, and an idea came to him.

"Stinky boy, you're killing yourself!"

Huang Yaoshi sighed, they had killed enough Mongolian soldiers along the way, and the other party could not be completely defenseless.

They may have already cast their nets and are waiting for you to drill into them!