Qianji Mountain's design Mu Yuncheng is true, but what he told him about "Against the Sky" is true.

Mu Yuncheng doesn't care if these are true or not, he just wants to leave this place, so no matter what Qianjishan says, whether he makes money or loses, Mu Yuncheng just doesn't buy it.

"Fortunately, this sword book is a good thing, otherwise I would be afraid that you wouldn't change it with me. Now we've decided, the sword book will be deposited with you, and I'll go. Mu Yuncheng was relieved and waved his hand to leave.

How can someone be so ignorant!

"It's so damning! I'm going to teach you a good lesson today, you stinky boy. Qianjishan was furious, and then lifted the table away and yelled at Mu Yuncheng.

Mu Yuncheng secretly said that it was not good, and before he could turn around, his hands and feet were entangled by vines, and he was pulled in the air like a kite.

"You, what are you doing!" Mu Yuncheng stared at his round eyes, his lips and teeth opened and closed slightly, and he also questioned Qianji Mountain Dao with an angry face.

Qianjishan scratched his head and hesitated, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed, as if he had thought of something. Then he raised his head and looked at Mu Yuncheng with bad intentions, and at some point there was a slender rattan whip in his hand.

"I'll tell you the truth, you can only choose to learn some skills from me with peace of mind, and when I'm satisfied, I'll let you go. If you dare to be clever or unconvinced, I will be unkind to you! This thing hurts a lot when it hits people!" he gently twitched the rattan whip in his hand, scaring Mu Yuncheng and said.

Mu Yuncheng's throat moved, and he pretended to be strong and said, "Why did you hit me? I didn't do anything wrong!"

"Is this a fear of pain?" Qian Jishan wiped his lower lip and asked tentatively at Mu Yuncheng.

Mu Yuncheng's wrist was strangled red by vines, and at this time, he was in pain and anger, and when he heard Qianji Mountain's almost mocking question, he immediately responded to him with a roar: "You are afraid of pain, the most hateful thing in the world is a bully like you!"

Hearing Mu Yuncheng scold himself, Qianjishan smiled with relief, walked around behind him, picked up the rattan whip and whipped him on the back. A heartache instantly spread all over his body, Mu Yuncheng gritted his teeth, but refused to shout a word.

Seeing that Mu Yuncheng refused to compromise and seek perfection, Qianjishan became more and more fond of this "little boy". Don't look at Mu Yuncheng's soft and weak appearance as a noble son, in fact, he is very stubborn, and the thing he doesn't like is that threatening him with death doesn't work.

The whip was raised again, but it did not fall again.

Mu Yuncheng was also puzzled, and when he turned his head to look, the vines on his hands and feet that were used to bind him all retreated.

"Good boy, backbone. I don't hit you, but you are considerate and considerate of me. Qianjishan said and turned around, looking at his back a little silent.

"I think you're incredibly talented, and you're a rare talent. I have not accepted any apprentices for 800 years, just because I have not been able to meet good apprentices. It is God who has destined you and me to be destined, otherwise how could we meet here by mistake? I will be my apprentice, and I will make a cruel wish!" His voice was full of pathos, and the sense of vicissitudes moved the listener.

Mu Yuncheng heard him say that he was extremely talented and a rare talent, and immediately had doubts in his heart. This may be true, my Mu family is a swordsmanship wizard, although I don't know swordsmanship, just because I don't like it, it doesn't mean that my qualifications are not good.

But to say that I am the only one with the best qualifications in the past 800 years must be fooling myself. Thinking that this old man has lived for so many years, there must be a lot of flowery intestines in his stomach, and this time he wants to take me as an apprentice, there must be another plan, I must be cautious, and I must not be coaxed by his rhetoric.

Seeing that Mu Yuncheng had doubts on his face, Qianjishan hurriedly waved his hands and clarified: "My old man never deceives people, your qualifications are absolutely unparalleled in the world, and I vouch for my eight hundred years of eyesight." You can't afford to be presumptuous!"

"I ......" Mu Yuncheng still wanted to ask him what kind of peerless he was, but he was blocked by Qianji Mountain's outstretched hand: "Don't doubt it anymore, you give me a month, and I promise to make your swordsmanship stronger than today's Sword Saint!"

Who doesn't like to listen to good words? Who doesn't like to become strong? Mu Yuncheng is a mortal in the flesh, and he is naturally happy to hear the wish that Qianji Mountain made to himself. He said that he didn't believe in his swordsmanship to fight with the Sword Master, but said that if he could beat Mo Yiyue and Ye Feiyu, it would be enough.

"But my friends are still waiting for me in Jilong Mountain, why should I go and talk to them!" Mu Yuncheng also knew that Chu Shuiyu and Ye Feiyu must be anxious at this moment, but he couldn't get out, and he really couldn't go back to explain to them, so he wanted Qianjishan to convey it for him.

Qianjishan rolled his eyes, nodded again and again, and promised Mu Yuncheng that he would definitely ask Aoki to send someone to make it clear to his friends, so that they would not be in a hurry.

But where did Mu Yuncheng know, in the dark, there was already a fixed number, Qianji Mountain knew that the Ming God had made arrangements, and Chu Shui Yu and Ye Feiyu also had their own tests.

Mu Yuncheng agreed to be an apprentice of Qianji Mountain, and to a certain extent, he was moved by his words. But it's more because he is rarely so affirmed, thinking that his 800-year-old skills have not been passed on, and if he dies one day, these skills will be lost. With such a high level of qualifications, it's just a matter of trying to learn some, and if you have the opportunity to pass on these skills to Aoki and them in the future, it can be regarded as a great good deed for Jianmu.

Seeing that Mu Yuncheng agreed to be his apprentice, Qianjishan secretly rejoiced. It can be seen that Jiang is still old and spicy, such a soft and hard method, forgive him for being a fledgling junior can stand it?

He was still complacent, Mu Yuncheng had already lifted his robe and knelt down, bowed three times and knocked nine times, and ordered Lan'er to bring tea to serve. When Qianjishan came back to his senses, he helped him up and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Mu Yuncheng was also stunned when he heard him ask, and hurriedly replied: "Apprenticeship, this is the basic etiquette, which proves that I will be your apprentice from now on, and then you drink this tea, and then give me some greeting gifts, and this etiquette will be completed." ”

Qianjishan suddenly realized, and remorseful in his heart, he just wanted to use the status of a master and apprentice to assign "Against the Sky" to him, who knew that he also made such a real apprenticeship. He has not accepted apprentices for 800 years, and today he is really folded in Mu Yuncheng. Fortunately, this kid is quite pleasing to the eye, and he can make do with being an apprentice.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly changed his smile, took the tea and drank it all, and said to Mu Yuncheng with relief: "Good apprentice, the teacher didn't misunderstand you." Really polite. As he was talking, Mu Yuncheng also smiled at him and stretched out his hand: "Good master, give me a meeting gift, I don't think you will just find something to fool me, right?" Mu Yuncheng said this is ordering Qianji Mountain, and the implication is that I am such a rare apprentice, you must give a similar baby first!

Qianjishan had already prepared, only to see him flip with one palm, golden light jumped, and a slender thing gradually revealed its edges and corners.

Mu Yuncheng hurriedly covered his face with his hands, afraid that the golden light would dazzle. But I heard Qianjishan preach: "There is no need to cover it, this golden light is the essence of the divine tree, soft and warm, and will not sting people's eyes." ”

Hearing this, Mu Yuncheng slowly moved his hand away, and carefully observed the treasure, but saw that this golden light did not dissipate at all, and the things wrapped in it were cold and sharp, and then looked closely, the three-foot sword blade under the golden light was like thunder and lightning, and it was very powerful. Mu Yuncheng sighed, this thing must be a famous sword again.