Chapter 3

Autumn comes and leaves fall.

I don't know how many spring and autumn I have experienced while guarding this small martial arts school.

There is an endless stream of traffic in front of the door. Yi Feng has long been familiar with the customs and customs of the foreign world.

"Alas, it's time for dinner. Order a takeout!"

Yi Feng got up and waved to the beef noodle stall across the street. The boy across the street snapped his fingers and shouted, "Master Yi, wait, come right away."

Yi Feng nodded with a smile and lay down in the recliner again.

"Oh, take out every day, lack a wife!"

The sun was dazzling. Yi Feng narrowed his eyes and looked at several chicks in the rouge shop on the street. He couldn't help sighing: "Ying'er doesn't come to see me recently. She wants to enter the sect to practice every day, but she doesn't have that talent. It's good to follow me as a landlady. When I'm lucky to receive two disciples, people can call me a Shiniang."

Before long, the boy opposite came with beef noodles.

The weight is as good as ever.

"Come on, here's the money."

Yi Feng lost the money.

"Master Yi, a bowl of beef noodles. What do you want?" The boy returned the money, smiled and said, "last time my old lady fell and hurt, you have to do it."

"Well, I'll eat this for nothing."

Yi Feng is also not polite. The civilians at the end of the street are familiar with him. He knows the truth of life. He doesn't say which family has any injuries. He will often give relief to beggars who often wander nearby.

So in this area, it has some prestige.

Although I haven't really taught an apprentice, I can be master Yi.

"Little beast, get out of here."

Just then, what happened not far away attracted their attention. A little boy dressed in rags was thrown out of the hall entrance of the Castle Peak gate.

"No, I want to practice. Please, let me join the Castle Peak gate." Although the little boy was only fourteen or fifteen years old, he was unusually firm. Ignoring the scratch on his face, he knelt down in front of the hall elder and shouted firmly.

"I don't want to see your qualifications. I also want to join my castle peak gate. Go away." The hall elder kicked the boy on the chest and shouted, "smelly boy, I'll warn you for the last time. If you dare to come again, I'll throw you to feed the dog."

"What is this?"

Yi Feng frowned.

"Alas, the child is poor." The boy sighed: "I don't know where I came from. In the past few days, I broke the entrance of the Castle Peak gate. I guess I'm really unqualified!"

Yi Feng is inexplicably sad.

Cultivation is so cruel. It's nothing without talent.

It's better to be a great master. Although you don't have much ambition, it's quite a good way of life.

The boy's mouth was overflowing with blood. He coughed violently in his chest. His firm eyes looked at the closed door, full of reluctance.

It took a long time to pick up a heavy step and leave.

It seems that he saw the attention of Yi Feng and the boy. When passing by the door, he also looked up, took a look at the beef noodles in Yi Feng's hand, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then looked away and continued to leave.

But as soon as he took two steps, he stepped down and bent down to pick up something from the ground.

Looked around, stayed on the opposite beef stand for a moment, bit his teeth, and finally looked back at Yi Feng.

"Shopkeeper, I found a gold coin at your door. Is it yours?" The boy came and held a gold coin in his muddy little hand.

Yi Feng and Xiao Si looked at each other.

They all see incredible from each other's eyes.

This made Yi Feng feel ashamed. Originally, this kind of world was like this. Although he sympathized with the little boy's experience, he couldn't help it, but the little boy's quality made him ashamed.

It can be seen that he is already hungry, but he still maintains this spirit.

"Yes, this gold coin is mine." Yi Feng nodded. If he guessed well, it was the one given by the woman with facial paralysis.

The boy handed his little hand forward.

But Yi Feng didn't answer, but smiled faintly at him and said, "it's yours now."

Surprised, the boy bowed gratefully to Yi Feng and ran to the opposite beef stall.

"Here comes the guest." Yi Feng smiled at the boy next to him.

"Master Yi has great merit and virtue."

The boy gave Yi Feng a thumbs up and ran to the opposite side.

"Remember, more weight. I don't have enough money to count on my account..."

The little boy wolfed down and ate a bowl, but he found that he didn't have enough meaning. He licked his tongue and wanted to continue, but he had to bear it when he looked at the only gold coin.

The price here is not low. A gold coin is only enough for a bowl of beef noodles.

Just as he was ready to get up, the boy brought him a bowl full of.

"Shopkeeper, who are you?" The boy asked in surprise.

The boy smiled and looked in the direction of Yi Feng. The little boy followed his eyes with a twinkling light.

After silence, he continued to wolf down.

Looking at this scene, Yi Feng smiled, covered the Pu fan on his face, covered the dazzling sun, and leaned back towards the recliner.

"When the benefactor is on the, he is worshipped by Zhong Qing and asks the benefactor to accept me as a disciple."

Suddenly, a little boy's voice came from the side. Yi Feng looked sideways. The boy knelt down gratefully and looked at himself firmly.

"You want me to take you as an apprentice?" Yi Feng asked in surprise.

"Yes, I've figured it out. I have no qualification and can't enter the Castle Peak gate at all. My benefactor not only has kindness to me, but also opens a martial arts school. Please help me."

With that, Zhong Qing knocked his head on the ground again. "As long as master is perfect, Zhong Qing is willing to work for master."

Yi Feng smacked his tongue slightly.

I didn't expect that the first person to worship his teacher would be like this.

Whatever!

The child's quality, let alone his strength, made it difficult for him to refuse.

"OK, I promised you." Yi Feng nodded.

"Thank you, master." Zhong Qing quickly knelt down and thanked. Without saying a word, he took Yi Feng's bowl of noodles back to the opposite stall.

"This child is really sensible."

Yi Feng's face showed an aunt like smile. Since he was his first apprentice, he couldn't neglect him. When Zhong Qing came back, Yi Feng took him into the inner room.

"Do you use a knife?" Yi Feng looked at him and asked.

"Yes!"

Zhong Qing lowered his head, and the rusty big knife around his waist had already betrayed him.

"Shifu has nothing to give you. I'll give you this knife!" Yi Feng takes out a long knife and extends it to Zhong Qing.

As soon as the broadsword comes out, the light flows, with a strong breath.

This Sabre is the most satisfactory one of Yi Feng's weapons. I don't need it anyway. It's natural to give it to my apprentice.

"Thank you, master."

Zhong Qing couldn't put it down. Thanks quickly.

……

It is said that ten thousand years ago, there was a green mountain behind Pingjiang city.

The green mountains rise into the clouds like the sky.

Later, a peerless expert cut through the green mountains with a sword and created a sect door here.

Gu weiqingshan gate.

It has been passed down from generation to generation. Although generation to generation is not as good as generation, the Castle Peak gate has remained a holy land for cultivation in the hearts of many people for many years.

A magnificent hall.

Lorraine snow came anxiously.

"Disciple, please see the master." Lolan snow knelt at the door and shouted respectfully.

"Xueer, why are you so abrupt and disturbing the teacher to shut up?" Finally, a dignified voice came from the hall, with anger and fatigue.

Smell speech, luolanxue heart is not taste.

Soon after, the master will compete with the xuanwuzong ancestor. His strength is not as good as him. Moreover, the xuanwuzong ancestor is vicious. No wonder the master is still closed at this time.

However, Luo Lanxue couldn't wait any longer. "Master, I have something important to see. This may be an opportunity for you to defeat the Xuanwu ancestor."

"The opportunity to defeat Xuanwu's ancestors?"

The ancestor of green mountain was slightly surprised at first, and then his voice became angry.

"How do I teach you at ordinary times? How can you talk big? Can you control the battle between me and Xuanwu?"

"You go back!"

"Don't bother me again."

"Master, disciples dare not talk big." Luo Lanxue quickly lowered her head and said anxiously, "please be sure to meet me, master."

There was a brief silence in the hall before a dignified voice came out.

"You disturb me so much during my retreat. If it's not what you said, don't blame me for not giving you mercy!"

The sound fell and the temple door opened with a bang.

Lolan Xue was relieved and walked to the hall with martial arts in her hands.

She got her wish and met the ancestor of Qingshan.

The ancestor of green mountain sat on the futon, his anger subsided slightly, and his face was suspicious when he listened to Lolan snow.

"You mean, a mortal?" Asked the ancestor of Qingshan.

"Yes, master. To be exact, he is a peerless master who plays in the world and pretends to be a mortal." Lorraine snow added.

"Hum, nonsense."

Qingshan said angrily, "if there is such a master in Pingjiang City, how can I know? It's ridiculous to return Wu Yi. "

"Please believe me, master. This book is written by the elder. You can see it at a glance." Lorraine snow hurriedly said.

"Hum!"

With a faint hum and a wave of his palm, the martial arts book appeared in his hand.

Look a little, his face will show disdain.

The whole book is ordinary, nothing outstanding, and does not contain any energy.

If luolanxue had not been one of his most valued disciples, he would have kicked it out in anger at the moment, and would not waste time on a broken book.

"Please open it, master." Lolan snow hurriedly made a sound. She seemed to think of something. She didn't forget to remind her, "please be sure to adjust your state of mind and be careful of being eaten back."

Hearing the speech, the ancestor of green mountain showed an impatient look, and then opened the martial arts book at will.

For a moment, he, whose face was casual and impatient, suddenly changed dramatically.