As soon as these words came out, Zefan also understood it, and the two hit it off from then on.

Whenever it comes to night, it goes from a sneaky figure to two people, covering each other. Wang Yan is indeed an eye-opener, I didn't expect this kid to have a lot of tricks, his skills are really good, with Wang Yan, he is bolder, he goes deeper, and catches a lot of good things.

During that time, the two of them fooled around every day, and they also talked about everything, knowing that one day.

Zefan's master Shen Yangzi didn't have time to care about him at all, so he had such plenty of time, and Wang Yan was different, Bei Zhuoqing was such a disciple, and there was nothing to do, so he saw Wang Yan's actions.

I always feel that this kid has been getting more and more wrong recently, and he often doesn't see anyone at night, and he often doesn't eat dinner. I feel a little weird.

With Wang Yan's temperament, how can he compare with Bei Zhuoqing, he is a few catties and a few taels, and his psychology is naturally very clear.

Wang Yan followed Zefan and the two of them as usual and sneaked to the mountain. Bei Zhuoqing followed behind early in the morning, to see what they wanted him to do, as soon as Zhuo Qing's strength was different, the two of them would definitely not be able to find him.

That's why there was such a scene.

Wang Yan lowered his head and took a bite of a piece of pheasant meat, and chirped in his mouth: "Hey, it's delicious." ”

"It's delicious, isn't it, eat more if it's delicious, otherwise you won't have to eat it next time?"

A voice came from behind him, it was Bie Zhuoqing, I don't know when, he was already standing behind Wang Yan unconsciously, which scared Zefan stupidly, but Wang Yan still didn't know it.

"Hey, Senior Brother Zefan, what are you talking about, what do you mean that you won't have to eat in the future. Wang Yan felt that Zefan was a little funny and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

Ze Fan glanced vigorously at Wang Yan.

"Senior Brother Zefan, are you getting sand in your eyes, why is it strange today. ”

Wang Yan hadn't noticed that Bei Zhuoqing was already standing behind him, but he suddenly felt a little cold behind him, and couldn't help but look back.

The roast chicken in the hand of "Plop" instantly fell to the ground, and he couldn't believe his eyes: "Master, master, why are you here?" There was a hint of trembling in his tone. It's the same as Zefan's expression at the beginning.

"It seems that you have been doing quite well recently, is it because the teacher has taught you too little?.Or are there not enough things to tell you?"

In this way, Wang Yan and Ze Fan were carried back by Bie Zhuoqing with one in one hand, but Ze Fan was fine, but he was frightened in his heart.

Bei Zhuoqing didn't tell Shen Yangzi about this, after all, it was his business, and he just needed to take care of his disciples.

But Wang Yan was not so lucky.

Come to Bee's room.

"Get on your knees. ”

"Yes, Master~Fu" Wang Yan didn't need to be reminded by Bei Zhuoqing, his legs were already a little weak, and he knelt down in front of Bei Zhuoqing.

"What do you want to say?" said Bei Zhuoqing coldly as he sat on his chair.

It's also big night, and it's the dead of night. The room was lit with lights, but it was a little dim, and Bie Zhuoqing sat there with a straight face, in Wang Yan's opinion, the atmosphere was extremely scary.

"Master, the apprentice knows that he is wrong, and he doesn't dare anymore. At this time, the expression on Wang Yan's face looked scared and aggrieved, just like the rabbit they caught before.

"Alas," Bie Zhuoqing sighed softly.

For Wang Yan, after all, he is his first disciple, so he naturally loves him very much, and he doesn't really want to punish him, but as a master, there should still be rules.

"What's wrong?"

"The apprentice shouldn't hide from the master and go to the back mountain without permission, violating the rules of Wudang, and he has not been diligent in practicing recently, which makes the master angry. ”

"Slap" Bei Zhuoqing slapped his palm on the table angrily.

Bei Zhuoqing didn't speak for a while, but he just scared Wang Yan into shock. Wang Yan was so frightened that he kept his head down, and he didn't dare to look at him at all.

After a long time, Bei Zhuoqing slowly spoke.

"Do you know what kind of crime a Wudang disciple should be guilty of going to the mountains without permission?"

His eyelids couldn't help jumping: "Back to the master, the disciples of Wudang entered the deep mountains without authorization, walked ten boards with a cane, were confined for a month, and worked in the dining room for a month. ”

"Looks like you remember, so did you remember it with your ass?"

"The disciple didn't dare. ”

1. "What are you not afraid of? Hmph, "The more I think about it, the more angry I become, what is it not good to do, but I went to the mountains to catch game, it is really ridiculous, if it is spread out, I will become a laughing stock of others in Wudang."

"You go back first, reflect on yourself, and go to the practice room tomorrow morning to find me. "Bei Zhuoqing didn't want to say anything, it was getting late now, and he didn't bother to say anything.

The mental torture is the most tormenting, this night, Wang Yan tossed and turned in bed and didn't sleep all night, thinking that tomorrow the master would go to the practice room by himself, and his heart couldn't settle down.

Early the next morning, staring at a black eye, he came to the practice room early in the morning to wait for Bie Zhuoqing. In Wudang, there is never a shortage of diligent disciples, and even if it is so early, there are many disciples who come to the martial arts training ground early.

When you go to the martial arts training ground, you always have to go through the practice room, so many disciples saw Wang Yan waiting here, and stepped forward to say hello to him, after all, he is also a core disciple. Wang Yan just nodded at them without smiling.

Although they all thought he was a little strange, they didn't dare to ask anything, only he knew what would happen next.

Bei Zhuoqing also came very early, and when he saw Wang Yan waiting here so early, he was quite satisfied. But he still has a straight face.

"What's the matter, I haven't slept all night?" looked at Wang Yan's black eyes, and felt a little distressed in his heart.

"Disciple doesn't dare," Wang Yan said humbly.

"Come in. ”

With Bie Zhuoqing walked into the practice room.

Bei Zhuoqing walked in first, looked around, and stood on his back. Looking at the windowsill and not knowing what to think?

Wang Yan just followed quietly behind him, waiting for the fate.

"How are you doing with your Tai Chi Pure Yang Gong and Two-Rank Tai Yi Sword?"

Hearing this suddenly, Wang Yan was a little nervous, but he still replied: "Master, the disciple has not let go of cultivation recently. ”

"Well, in that case, why don't you come and compete with me. Bie Zhuo said indifferently.

As if I thought I had heard it wrong, I tried to compete with my master? Isn't that looking for death?

"Master, you~ What did you say?" Wang Yan felt that there was something wrong with his ears at this time.

"What's wrong? Compete with me, what's the problem?"

It's over, it's over. After hearing the master's answer again, this was the first thought in Wang Yan's heart, today I am afraid that I will die before I can leave the school.

"Draw your sword. Bie Zhuo said sharply. Then he removed the wooden sword from the wall.

"Master, you, you, you, you're holding a wooden sword, alas. Master"

Without saying a word, Bei Zhuoqing rushed towards Wang Yan with a wooden sword, and stabbed directly at Wang Yan without hesitation.

A sword came, and Wang Yan hurriedly took out the sword in his hand to block it. The wooden sword stabbed deep into the scabbard.

Wang Yan, who was shocked, took several steps back. Wang Yan's eyes were particularly shocked, he was a Xuantie sword, how could he not withstand this simple stab from his master.

"Don't draw your sword yet?" Bei Zhuoqing's sword was undecided, and he followed a sword that stabbed diagonally at a rapid speed.

Wang Yan looked at this formation, and he knew in his heart that if he didn't draw his sword at this time, he was afraid that his life would really be lost.

"Master, offended. In an instant, the sword flashed cold. Holding the sword in one hand, he slashed Bie Zhuoqing's wooden sword in front of him.

The "ding" iron sword and the wooden sword directly compete together.

"What?"

Wang Yan found that he couldn't suppress his master's wooden sword, and the wooden sword was not damaged at all.

I can't care about what this is going on, if I am not careful, I will be stabbed by the master, and I can only tense my demeanor, and my whole spirit will be raised to the most focused.

In fact, it was just that Bie Zhuoqing surrounded the wooden sword with his true qi, making the sword body extremely hard. For a master like them, it is already possible to have a weapon at hand.

"Pay attention to the three ways. Bei Zhuoqing didn't forget to remind him, but he didn't plan to give Wang Yan a chance at all.

staring at the momentum of the upper three roads, Wang Yan is not inferior at all, but the master's moves are unpredictable, and every move is particularly difficult, and he can only support it hard. Don't dare to relax in the slightest.

has been attacking for more than 30 moves, but Bie Zhuoqing still hasn't let go of his offensive and is aggressive. Seeing that Wang Yan was already sweating profusely, he felt that he couldn't hold on anymore.

But Wang Yan didn't think so in his heart, although the master's sword moves were varied, in fact, there were only three moves that kept changing combinations, and they kept repeating. Just memorize this number yourself.

After attacking dozens of moves, Wang Yan was overjoyed, and he had already figured out the master's path. Bei Zhuoqing's sword stabbed from the right side, Wang Yan didn't even think about it, and directly blocked the sword, as if he had already predicted the direction of the sword move.

He has mastered it completely.

Bei Zhuoqing smiled with satisfaction. Stopped the offensive in his hands. Wang Yan only dared to take a breath.

"Think that's the end? Wang Yan was given a chance to breathe for a while, and Bei Zhuoqing came again.

Wang Yan hurriedly raised his sword to resist, but he found that the master's three-way tricks were similar to those on the road, and the three moves were constantly changing, as long as he found the way.

This time, Wang Yan only used twenty moves, and he was already able to freely pick up every sword stabbed by Bie Zhuoqing.

There is a very subtle feeling that the master is not really playing tricks with himself, but as if he is teaching himself something.