For Jiang Yifei, Mo Xiaolou's seemingly casual teaching of the magic method was of great benefit to him. It not only makes its cultivation a thousand miles a day, but also has the miraculous effect of concentrating on oneness, which is infinitely useful.

Don't look at the fact that he has only practiced hard for more than three days, but his control of aura is no longer what it used to be, and a new world has opened the door to him.

Needless to say, this is a fate-changing creation.

Therefore, although there is no master and apprentice, in Jiang Yifei's heart, Mo Xiaolou's weight has long been equal to that of his father and brother, and it is very important. Such a great kindness is difficult to repay one of ten thousand deaths. In the future, no matter how honorable and brilliant he is, he will always regard himself as a student for the rest of his life.

What's more, the current conflict is clear, Jiang Chengye, who is the elder of the Jiang family, is so reckless of his identity, smashes people's chess tables, and spills recklessly, even he, a junior, is really unacceptable.

To put it mildly, what is the difference between what this dignified Jiang family elder is doing today and the scoundrel in the secular world?

The situation is so serious that it can no longer be revealed by a reasonable sentence. Therefore, he, who is an apprentice, has to stand up and say a few words for Brother Xin.

"Teacher, that's enough!"

Jiang Yifei's psychology at this time is very complicated, but morality is in the hearts of the people, and there is no need to think about it. Although he is young, he is not ignorant, and he knows who is who is not.

Maybe a few years older, after taking on heavy responsibilities, he will be like the elders of the family, weighing the pros and cons, regardless of right and wrong. Then he prostrate in front of the Wang family, in order to protect himself, he only made promises, duplicity, and all he wanted in his life was to survive.

However, he does not want to and does not want to be like that.

Why is it that the weak side has no human rights and can only be slaughtered by others, while the strong eater is a powerful man, and will only endlessly oppress, exploit and trample, and ask the other party to be grateful to him and sing praises to him?

This time, Jiang Chengye's actions were enough to remind Jiang Yifei of the hateful Wang family.

In a trance, he couldn't help but have an idea, if he swapped places, what would be the difference between the Jiang family's face and the Wang family? I'm afraid it will only be more than that!

A sudden burst of anger ignited in his heart, Jiang Yifei stepped forward and crossed in front of Mo Xiaolou, his eyes were firm and fearless, staring at the old man in front of him who had once made him the most awe-inspiring and admired.

"You're !! good, good, good! The old man taught the apprentice himself......

Today, in front of everyone's eyes, this filial and sensible student since childhood openly contradicted himself, and it was for the sake of a scum who was disrespectful and transgressed his duties, Jiang Chengye only felt that his chest was about to explode, and under the surging of qi and blood, a flush was uncontrollable on the wrinkled old face.

At this time, many Jiang family sons and daughters who were nearby had heard the sound and whispered outside the door.

"Rebel, get out of the way of the old man......!

His body was trembling, his fists were creaking, Jiang Chengye was forced to endure the anger of losing face, and where the heavenly spirit was covered, there was white smoke that was difficult to contain, and it rose in a curling way.

"Tut-tut, this has made the master angry, Xiaolou, this little young master of the Jiang family you fancy is a bit interesting. Kun Yangzi teased.

"Teacher, please respect your identity, you are an elder of your clan!"

Faced with the huge pressure of the late stage of Qi cultivation, Jiang Yifei refused to back down at all.

"Smack!"

With a dull crisp sound, Jiang Yifei's whole person was slapped by the old man and flew out.

"Boom~"

In the dust, a courtyard wall was smashed into pieces.

Jiang Yifei trembled and crawled up, the left side of his face was already high and swollen, and the corners of his lips were full of blood. With a slightly staggering footstep, he slowly stepped forward again and stood in front of Jiang Chengye, who was surrounded by aura.

"Bastard thing! Since the old family master was taken hostage, this Jiang family has been up and down, inside and out, where is it not maintained by the old man's dots? Today, you actually rebelled against me for an outsider!"

"Hahaha~"

Ignoring the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, Jiang Yifei raised his head and laughed wildly.

"Maintain the Jiang family? I only know that Sister Ah ran around for the family, worked hard, and even decided to commit herself to Wang Zhi, who she didn't like at all, what did her sacrifice get in exchange? Is it everyone's reluctance to make a living, or is it unscrupulous flattery in front of the Wang family?"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was silent.

Jiang Yifei knew that he was impulsive and his words were too heavy, so he tried his best to calm down and said slowly:

"Teacher, in front of everyone's eyes, the apprentice still asks you to ...... Stop it!"

His face was pale, the left side of his face was bruised and swollen, and even the whites of his eyes were red, and his appearance was quite miserable. Jiang Chengye couldn't help but feel heartache when he saw it, what happened to the old man today? This is Fei'er, how can I do it!

No matter how you say it, this is also his beloved apprentice, or the young master of the Jiang family, just because he is not angry for a while, he will make such a heavy hand, not to mention whether the head of the family will have ideas if he knows it, even if he himself can't help it.

"Humph!"

Jiang Chengye had no intention of staying, and before leaving, he glared at Mo Xiaolou fiercely.

"Boy, the old man is not done with you!"

He didn't know that if Mo Xiaolou hadn't tried his best to stop him, at this moment, he would have been torn into a puddle of minced meat by the little girl on the side.

In the face of Jiang Chengye's threat, Mo Xiaolou looked at him coldly, but he didn't say a word. At this moment, he couldn't help but think of his master Zhao Yu again, maybe the real way of the teacher is not confined to the form of etiquette, but when necessary, make appropriate arrangements for the apprentice.

For Mo Xiaolou, Zhao Yu is like a transparent shadow, invisible or touchable, but he always pays attention to him and protects him everywhere, whether it is the Five Spirits Ladder or Beihai.

If it weren't for Jiang Yifei's sake, the old thing would only be afraid that he would be dead on the spot at this moment, and he would dare to speak out.

When Jiang Yifei was beaten, Mo Xiaolou wanted to shoot this old thing to death several times, but he never made a move after all. Other people's family affairs, as an outsider, it is still inconvenient to meddle.

"Fly, then. ”

Looking at Jiang Chengye's distant back, Jiang Yifei also breathed a sigh of relief, and the teacher's anger disappeared, but he didn't make a big fuss. Suddenly, he suddenly turned sideways and reached out to catch the thing thrown by Mo Xiaolou.

The palm of his hand was spread out, but it was a red pill the size of a dragon's eye.

"It's a elixir, eat it. ”

Looking at Jiang Yifei's swollen left face, Mo Xiaolou couldn't help frowning.

"Your injuries should not be underestimated, if you are not afraid of ten thousand, you are afraid of just in case. ”

The head is the most important part of the human body, and the cultivator has only mastered the method of refining qi and can use the power of nature, and the body structure is no different from that of mortals.

Mo Xiaolou will never see such a good seedling become crippled in the future.

That old thing is really ruthless, and he shows no mercy at all.

"Thank you......"

Jiang Yifei was grateful, and opened his mouth to swallow the pill.