Ruan Hongyu came to the backyard and saw Shen Cong lying on the recliner basking in the sun, and couldn't help but feel a little distracted for a while.

Shen Cong, who is just over seventeen years old, has already reached the height of an adult because of his martial arts practice, about one meter eighty-two, in this world of martial arts, it can't be too tall, but it's not low, just right.

The handsome face, in addition to the vigor and heroism that a teenager should have, also reveals a little depth between the eyebrows that does not belong to this age group.

In short, this big boy who is close to adulthood shows two different styles of a teenager and a mature man, which makes Ruan Hongyu a little sunk for a while and difficult to extricate herself.

Shen Cong naturally sensed Ruan Hongyu, the perception of a six-rank martial artist, and it was not a joke.

However, he didn't get up, that would make him look special, and he didn't want to be discovered by Ruan Hongyu.

After a while, Song Daqi was carrying a basket of charcoal, passing by here, and when he saw Ruan Hongyu, he couldn't help but ask:

"This young lady, aren't you looking for Master Shen? Why don't you go over? ”

Shen pretended to hear this, opened his eyes from the recliner, looked at Ruan Hongyu, and immediately spoke:

"Ruan Fengwei is here, I have missed the welcome, and I ask for forgiveness."

Ruan Hongyu retracted her mind and came to him.

"I saw that you haven't gone back in the past few days, and I just heard your steward say that you have taken leave for the past few days, so I want to come and see."

After saying this, her face suddenly became a little feverish, because there seemed to be a little ambiguity in saying this.

Who is she? It doesn't seem like she's turning to care about him, right?

Thinking of this, she coughed lightly and said:

"Don't get me wrong, the situation outside is unclear now, the Northern Mang spies and the remnants of the former dynasty are raging, and it is easy to be in danger if you are alone outside."

But after saying this, her face turned redder again, because she seemed to care more about him when she said this.

Shen Cong's mind was clear, and she naturally knew that she would not come here to care about herself, most likely because she felt that she was very similar to herself after the change of appearance that day, after all, she was originally herself, and her height and temperament were the same, so she wanted to test whether she was herself.

In the end, it is the dragon and phoenix guard of the Great Xia True Martial Division, and his observation power is different from ordinary people, and it is extraordinary.

But unfortunately, unless Shen Cong wanted to admit that she was a sixth-rank martial artist, it was really impossible for her to test it.

After all, she was just a seventh-rank martial artist.

"Thank you Ruan Fengwei for your care, I know it's dangerous outside, so I won't run around. I asked for leave a few days ago, but I just rested for a few days because of fatigue, and I was at home all the time, but Ruan Fengwei never saw anyone, and I only saw it today. ”

Ruan Hongyu was pierced by someone who was tempted, her face was a little unnatural, and she coughed lightly.

"I have official business, so naturally I am not at home. However, have you been at home these days? ”

Shen Cong nodded.

"It's nature, I'm not at home, where? Why did Ruan Fengwei ask that? Do you suspect that I am a spy of Beimang? Or the remnants of the former dynasty? ”

Ruan Hongyu's eyes couldn't help but flash a look of disappointment.

It seems that Shen Cong is not the master he met that day.

"I didn't mean that, of course, it's... That's it, it's nothing. How's your martial arts path going? Are you about to buy it? ”

Shen Cong shook his head.

"These days, I've touched a little bit of the doorway, but... It is estimated that it will take some time. ”

"It's difficult to enter the product, it's difficult to go to the sky, you are still young, don't be discouraged, work hard and forge ahead, there will be a breakthrough one day."

"Hmm."

"I still have official business to do, so let's go first."

"Farewell."

Seeing Ruan Fengwei away, Shen Cong found that Song Daqi had not left yet, and was staying in place, looking at himself directly.

"What are you looking at me for?"

As soon as the words fell, Song Daqi suddenly put down the bamboo basket, stepped forward quickly, and knelt down in front of Shen Cong.

"Master Shen, I knew early on that you must be a master of martial arts, I beg you to take me as an apprentice, I am willing to saddle the horse before and after, and serve you from now on."

Shen Cong was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't laugh or cry.

"I don't have the ability to teach you anything."

Song Daqi pleaded:

"Master Shen, I'm not afraid of hardship or tiredness, as long as you can teach me kung fu, you can do whatever I want! I beg you. ”

Shen Cong still refused.

"Don't say it again, I won't teach you, and I don't have the ability to teach you."

As the words fell, he turned straight away.

In fact, teaching a little martial arts is not a big deal, but a teacher for one day and a father for life.

In terms of his increasing understanding, his strength will definitely get stronger and stronger, and if nothing else, he will inevitably become a peerless master.

And Song Daqi may not be able to become a master, when the time comes, it is a small matter to bring a drag oil bottle, in case he causes any trouble, come to a 'thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi', involve himself in it, and reimburse it directly, it will be a big loss.

Cause and effect can not be involved, but try to involve as little as possible.

However, he obviously underestimated Song Daqi's determination, and in the following days, Song Daqi seemed to be a different person, saddle up and back by his side every day, serving tea and pouring water.

Every day, I cooked myself in advance, washed and dried, and cleaned up the workstation, but I never mentioned the apprenticeship again.

Because Master Song had some friendship with him before his death, Shen Cong didn't say anything, but he never promised him to teach him martial arts.

He can do it if he wants to, it's a big deal, before he leaves Cloud City in the future, he will leave him a sum of money, which can be regarded as his hard work.

...

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, three months have passed.

In these three months, Shen Cong's progress on the path of martial arts can be said to have developed by leaps and bounds.

First of all, the Wind Shadow Leg was cultivated by him to the ninth level of perfection, and his current speed directly increased by one hundred and eighty percent, which was an increase, not an increase, that is, the speed at which he used the body method was two .8 times the speed of not using the body method.

When Shen Cong used his technique, the speed was so fast that it was difficult for ordinary people to see his figure clearly, let alone his face, ordinary people could only feel a wind passing in front of him.

Secondly, his Dragon God Claw has been cultivated to the third layer!

As his most powerful attack method at present, as soon as the dragon god claw came out, the power was endless, in the warehouse of the Dong family's iron shop, there was a small piece of thousand-year-old meteorite, Shen Cong tried it, the best material of the thousand-year-old meteorite, in his hands, was just like a mud pill.

The most important thing is that his Taixuan Sutra has broken through the second layer!

This means that his cultivation speed has surpassed the Thunder Rush Technique of the Great Perfection Realm, and with the help of the powerful internal strength of the second-layer Taixuan Sutra, Shen Cong's cultivation has finally ushered in a breakthrough again.