The so-called Wulun, the prince of heaven and earth. According to the common sense of the Han Dynasty, the friendship between master and apprentice can be compared to the relationship between father and son.

However, Wei Ye's tone sounded like he had reluctantly bought the box of useless health care products from the salesman who came to sell Amway.

Xiao Gao secretly came to his invigilator's side and communicated privately with the debate monk: "Teacher, I don't understand. Since the little mute is of Rui Beast blood, has a bright future for development, and has a natural sense of closeness to Mr., it is really the best opportunity to conclude a long-term contract. Why is it that at this time, the gentleman is so reserved? If you pretend to be a master and have a cold temperament too much, isn't that just a mess yourself?"

The debate monk held the pottery bowl, shook his head, and said through private communication: "That guy fights like a martial madman, but he usually acts like an old broker, don't care how he deceives children, you just need to see how he acts." ”

This sentence can be regarded as a debate monk who defined Wei Ye's character.

Ignoring the pair of teachers and students biting their ears, Wei Ye sat down comfortably while instructing Sima Ling: "After wrapping the mud, bury these stone chickens under the fire and start roasting." ”

After arranging the question of calling the flower chicken, Wei Ye looked at the look in Sima Ling's eyes, "How long are you going to play", shrugged his shoulders, lowered his head, and looked at the little mute, the last descendant of the Huishanjing True Ancestral Hall.

"Before, you were a little mute, and you blocked your memories with your heart, forcing yourself not to think about your blood hatred. Such a day may seem lighter, but it is also really tragic. Now that you have been forcibly pried into defense by that eventful woman, and the ancestral bloodline has been revived, revealing the shape of the Rui Beast, it seems to be the cycle of the Heavenly Dao, and finally let you have the upper hand, but looking at your demeanor, I remember how many bloody grudges you have on your shoulders, but it is more of a headache than the little mute before. ”

Wei Ye flicked his tongue lightly, patted his thigh gently, and said with emotion: "Since you are still willing to recognize me as a teacher, I will naturally be responsible for you." However, there is such a thing as revenge, and the Confucianists who govern "The Legend of the Ram" say well, if you don't take revenge, you are not a son of man. As a teacher, he is not a Confucian, but he delves into the study of weft like these ram Confucians, and this is naturally applicable to my disciples. ”

Looking at the little mute's face, which had no changes except for some more cyan scales, Wei Ye felt inexplicably a little rusty. After a slight pause, the immortal warlock continued: "However, what you want to avenge is a family revenge, but not a national hatred, so naturally you should complete it yourself." If you want to rely on the teacher to make your own decisions, such a protégé is really more dragging oil bottles than my bell, and I don't have much leisure and elegance to make decisions for such students, it is better to go directly out of the school, which is much more convenient. ”

Listening to the meaning of Wei Ye's words, the little mute, or Lu Yan raised his head, his eyes were full of stubbornness.

The fairy warlock met the gaze of the student he had picked up, no longer sighed, and gently stretched out his hand and pressed the little mute's head.

With his palm against his forehead, Wei Ye clearly felt the little mute's resistance - this was where the rhino horn was, and the instinct of the Rui Beast was reluctant to let people touch it.

"If you can't bear it, just speak, and I'll take my hand away. ”

Listening to Wei Ye's words, the little mute closed his eyes tightly.

"What a good boy. ”

Wei Ye whispered, and the hussar's heart seal slowly moved, and a scorching and domineering internal breath slowly but firmly passed through the little mute's forehead through the restraint of the Dao Sect's heart method. The majestic and tough battle intent roared all the way along the meridians of the little mute with the scorching and domineering internal breath. Just like the invincible young man back then, he led an invincible cavalry army to rush and kill in the desert, whether it was natural danger or enemy troops, they could not stop it.

The debate monk sat cross-legged, watching Wei Ye's movements, silent, but he couldn't stop Sima Ling beside him from tugging at his old monk's robe: "Uncle, what are you doing?"

"Buddhism has initiation tantras, and of course Taoism has similar means. The debate monk looked at Wei Ye and said in a low voice, "When some sect masters and apprentices teach the Dao method, the master will use the method of 'planting pills' to imprint a true qi into the disciple to help the disciple learn how to cultivate luck. However, the Dao method cultivated by your uncle is obviously not the way to carry the essence and qi to form the golden pill, and it is really a very dangerous thing to rashly penetrate those killing mana into other people's bodies. ”

The debate monk was not wrong, and then Wei Ye penetrated the domineering inner breath of the hussar heart seal into the meridians of the little mute, and those scorching breaths were like scattered cavalry squads, which began to scatter in all directions, looking for the Xiongnu tribes outside the fortress. However, these hot and sharp breaths, no matter how they pierced and pierced the little mute's body, could not break a hole between the meridians.

If it is accurately described, it is like countless red-hot iron needles rampage through the body. If it is an ordinary person, who is penetrated by this domineering internal breath, he will cry out miserably at the first time, and then his eyes will be black, and he will no longer know who is wrong.

However, the little mute closed his eyes tightly, but he didn't snort, so he silently used his willpower to fight against this force.

can't break through the scorching inner breath of the meridians, and is still unwilling to be tamed, but just between the meridians, these invisible but qualitative alien breaths feel a sense of crisis. It seems that something powerful is peeking at them in the shadows.

Immediately, a huge force that seemed to have come from time to time poured out from all over the body of the little mute, and in front of the red cavalry was a vast blue sea, perhaps this sea was not so far-reaching, but this cavalry did not want to leave this ocean.

Of course, Wei Ye, the initiator, saw this ocean, and also saw the shadow of the Rui beast that appeared in the ocean. Then the shadow vanished, leaving only a calm, hidden sea of tides.

The sea is full of red lotus flowers.

Looking at the beautiful and dangerous pale blue mixed with crimson light emitting around the little mute's body, Wei Ye carefully felt how the internal breath of the innate aggression like fire was working in the little mute's body. Carefully analyzing what kind of existence that inner breath was, and what kind of characteristics and nature it had, he said softly: "It is worthy of being the bloodline of the Rui Beast, and its potential is really outstanding. Only from now on, only revenge is your world. ”

Saying such ominous words, Wei Ye raised his hand and stopped instilling this kind of violent and scorching internal breath into the little mute's body.

The light around the little mute dissipated, and the pain in his body lightened. Wei Ye hugged him, and let the little mute who was suffering from his meridians sit down cross-legged on the spot and began to rest quietly.