Chapter 1211

When they returned to the house, peach said with a smile, "old monk, it's your advantage to teach Jiayi to practice martial arts. If you relax, hey hey, my axe hasn't been opened yet."

People with strength basically speak in the same way. Peaches say that they haven't been opened, that is, the axe hasn't killed anyone yet.

I didn't listen much to the farewell of the blood knife, but the word "benefit" is really attractive. The young man may be an immortal. Who has ever seen a house grow out of the ground out of thin air.

"What are the benefits?"

"Don't push an inch. Do a good job, Jiayi. How did he teach?"

"No problem found yet."

The peach couldn't help nodding.

Shuisheng, who was sitting on the table, was not happy. He immediately shouted to peach, "sister, the ancestor of bloody knife is a bad man. Kill him quickly so that he won't endanger the Jianghu."

Peach was stunned and immediately laughed and said, "you little girl are so interesting. It's none of my business whether he will harm the Jianghu. You'd better stay safe. It's freezing and snowy. Going out is a dead word."

A day later.

"Grandma, I've been in the Jianghu for so many years. Damn it, how can you learn so fast." The bloody father looked at Jiayi as if he were a ghost.

One day, only one day. Although it's an ordinary Sabre technique, she learned it so easily.

"How do you practice?"

"Chop 10000 times a day."

The bloody father turned to look at the peach again.

"Don't look at me, I only need 5000."

Shit, two little monsters.

In one day's time, Yang Xuan had worked out his kung fu skills and polished many places perfectly. However, the whole Kung Fu script was like a child's graffiti manuscript, which made people can't bear to look directly at it.

When he came downstairs, Yang Xuan handed the script to Jiayi. "Try it first. Don't know how to ask me."

"Brother Xuan, do you have a name?"

"Dao Jue? Alas, it doesn't matter. It's difficult for me to choose a name. I'm named Xiaobai."

After Yang Xuan has finished, he can finally calm down and repair the space channel. Shit, if he doesn't repair it, he doesn't know when he can go back. In this world, as long as the blood knife technique, but

"Are you di Yun?"

While meditating, di Yun was stunned and blurted out, "how do you know me?"

"Hehe, the disciple of Qi Changfa, whose iron rope crosses the river, is really strange......"

Diyun unconsciously stood up. In the face of such a strong man, his body had an instinct.

"What's strange, master?"

Yang Xuan pointed to the bloody ancestor. "You look at the old monk and look like a bad man. His disciples and grandchildren don't have a few good stubbles, but your master is not a good thing. How can you teach a disciple to be so upright and honest when he is wronged?"

"Nonsense, don't speak ill of my master."

"What do you know, little boy? Show me your shenzhao skill."

"I, I don't have divine illumination!" Di Yun's eyes dodged in an instant.

"Don't lie. Your acting skills are too bad. Come and show me. Don't what's the secret of shenzhao, which is known as the best skill in the world."

"No, I promise brother ding that I won't teach people with evil intentions."

"Puff ~ ~ ~ ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha." The peach on one side couldn't help laughing.

Yang Xuan's face was black. "Today's peach chop will add 1000 more."

............... Joy begets sorrow.

"Diyun, don't be stubborn. I want to take away shenzhao. I can do it at any time, but if you give me shenzhao, I will certainly compensate you. I prefer trading." Yang Xuan said with a smile.

Human beings always have a sense of awe for the unknown and things they don't understand. Recalling the houses growing in the soil, di Yun still wrote the secret script by dictation.

Yang Xuan threw the blood knife Sutra to di Yun. "This thing is a gift back, man. Don't take advantage of you."

"Elder, that, that's the skill of our sect." The ancestor of bloody knife lowered his head and whispered.

"Oh ~ ~ ~ so what? You taught Jiayi and used your secret script. I didn't say I wouldn't pay you."

"OK, just say this to you. All martial arts scripts in the sect are at your disposal." The ancestor of the bloody knife said generously.

For one thing, the secret scripts have been given out, and now I can't be the master here. I'd better send them out as a person of human nature.

Originally, when Yang Xuan talked about shenzhao Gong, his heart beat wildly, but on second thought, who is Yang Xuan? He is an immortal. Maybe there is a way to cultivate immortals.

With the blood knife in his hand, di Yun's face was tangled. "This is the martial arts of the evil sect. I can't practice it."

"Hehe, I have nothing to say with the second junior middle school. Peach, take care of here. I'll go up." Yang Xuan shook his head and looked at a new look on his face. He really didn't want to explain.

When Yang Xuan went up, the peach came up and said with a smile, "your name is diyun?"

Diyun looked at the peaches and didn't speak.

"Want to practice?"

"Want to..."

Suddenly, peach patted Di Yun. "Just practice if you want to. What are you tangled with?"

"Evil sect martial arts."

Peach took several bottles of refrigerated wine from the outside. "Evil sect? Decent? Alas ~ ~ ~ you are so boring in the Jianghu, and you are divided into camps to fight a group war?"

"Ah? What, what do you mean?"

"It's not interesting. What I'm talking about is who stipulates that this is evil school martial arts, and who stipulates that shenzhao martial arts is decent martial arts."

"If the heart is not right, the sword is evil." The best way to practice basic moves is to jump out a sentence.

The peach patted Di Yun. "You hear me, sample, what skills have you learned? Hey, don't say I didn't remind you. When you don't have strength, you seem to have been wronged at will."

This sentence directly mentioned Di Yun's pain. He stared at the ground like a sharp knife in his heart, stirring, bleeding, bitter mouth, and the sweets and bitters of the world poured into his heart.

Peaches keep blowing and igniting. "Think about how happy and natural those who wronged you are at this time."

"I was wronged!!!" Di Yun roared.

"Hehe, the person who wronged you will always know how wronged you are more than you."

Diyun was silent and began to practice with the secret script.

On one side of the bloody sword, the ancestor was a little confused and waved to the peach.

"What's up?"

"His grandmother, who the hell are you? The blood Sabre classic is a first-class martial arts in the Jianghu. Why don't you cherish it so much and let that smelly boy learn it, but fortunately, it's my disciple after all."

"Who are we? It's none of your business. Don't you think he doesn't want to practice the blood Sabre Sutra. It's a sense of achievement to let him learn through my words."

Blood saber touched his head. These people are by no means decent people. Decent people like to find a fair excuse when they do bad things, but the girl in front of the door completely ignores so many.

He also likes to play with human nature, which is more evil than himself.