Dao fellow initiates

When he returned to the academy in the afternoon, Yang Mu slept until dusk and it was dark before he was woken up by Kang Youwei to eat.

It was another delicious table, not only Kang Menglan and Ziyuan, but also senior brothers and senior sisters came here to have a meal, which shows that they had planned it long ago.

After eating, Cheng Ying didn't forget to leave a sentence: "Junior Brother Kang, Master will ask you to make another trip. His old man wants to test your cultivation during this period of time."

It is said that it is to test the progress of the school's cultivation, but in fact, whether it is greedy or not, no one knows, and no one dares to ask.

Kang Youwei understood, and soon went to the back kitchen to work.

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The next day.

Yang Mu went to visit Liu Qingge's room.

Sensing someone approaching, Liu Qingge slowly opened his eyes, saw that it was Yang Mu, and thanked him: "Thank you, Brother Yang!"

He appeared in the room after waking up, presumably with the help of Yang Mu. His closed six senses refined the sword energy of Wang Wendao in his body, and he only regained some consciousness in the middle of the night last night.

Although he hadn't completely refined the sword energy in his body now, it could barely be suppressed without affecting his normal actions.

Yang Mu was a little surprised and said, "Your cultivation has improved?"

Liu Qingge replied with a smile: "Well, the opponent's sword energy contains enormous power. If I can refine all of it, not only will the sword intent be strengthened, but the realm should directly reach the ninth level of Xuanhai!"

Well, another wall hanging!

Each of them lived like a protagonist than me.

The two chatted for a while, went to the next door for a meal, and then asked Xia Kang if they wanted to go down the mountain. The former wanted to practice and try to break through the ninth level of Xuanhai as soon as possible, and the latter expressed his willingness.

Yang Mu and Liu Qingge took Kang Youwei with them, and then went to the top of Qinghe Mountain to find Guo Jing and Huang Rong.

After all, Guo Jing's buddies are still living at the foot of the mountain, so they naturally want to say hello when they come back.

This is the first time Yang Mu has come to the top of Qinghe Mountain. A sculpture of a stone crane spreading its wings is vivid. In a cave not far away, there are faint voices.

Yang Mu and the others were about to go in and take a look, but they were blocked by an invisible wall. If their cultivation base had not reached the Xuanhai state, they might have been shaken and flew out.

After thinking about it for a while, he knew what was going on, and immediately took a few steps back, cupped his hands and said: "Your junior has taken the liberty to visit, please disturb me!"

He still doesn't quite know the character of this old urchin, if it is the same as what he knows, this statement will easily annoy the other party, but if it is a truly respected senior, this statement is not out of style.

Anyway, offending the former is better than offending the latter.

After all, the former can still be remedied, but the latter may be directly crooked!
I saw an afterimage quickly approaching and appearing in front of the three of them.

He was wearing a patched coarse cloth coat, which was casually draped over his body, and his fat waist was bound by a hemp rope. He was not tall, slightly fat, with messy gray hair, and his round face was very rosy, and he did not look old at all. There are food residues on the mouth and grease on the fingers, which looks very sloppy.

As he got closer, a stench hit his face, and he didn't know whether it was the smell of his feet wearing straw sandals, or the smell of his body that had never taken a shower.

Yang Mu had a preconceived notion, and didn't care about the other party's slovenly appearance. Instead, he straightened his bent waist a little, and looked at the other party with a smile on his face.

With this outfit, he thought he knew how to deal with it.

Liu Qingge held his breath, and looked at the visitor calmly, without showing a trace of strangeness in his eyes, the arrogance of a scholar, not judging people by their appearance.

Kang Youwei is a young man with a shy and introverted personality. Although he has dislikes in his heart, he will not show it. His eyes are full of innocence, which is somewhat similar to the old urchin opposite him.

Similarly, the old naughty boy was also sizing up the three of them, but his eyes just glanced over Yang Mu's face without stopping for a moment, instead he looked at Liu Qingge for a long time, and then fell on Kang Youwei.

"Little baby, do you still remember me, old brother?"

Hearing the old urchin's voice, Kang Youwei was obviously taken aback, but soon he realized, and exclaimed in surprise, "Ah, it's you, senior!"

His physical talent is special, and he has not detected his cultivation aptitude. Only Huang Yuxiao saw the difference after seeing him, but because he didn't know how to cultivate, he left him at the foot of the mountain, and several years passed like this.

It wasn't until the old naughty boy found him that he was admitted to the academy as a special case.

At that time, Kang Youwei remembered that he was doing accounts in the counting room. His sister could only cook and didn't know Tao Zhu's way, so he could only bear the pressure that he shouldn't have to bear at this age when he was young.

Just as he was making calculations, a black shadow shrouded in a cloak suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, his voice was a bit old, but his tone was very naive and he said: "Little baby, let's settle the score?"

Kang Youwei nodded: "Yeah!"

"You know how to settle accounts at such a young age, old naughty... Old brother, I have such a headache about this abacus!"

Kang Youwei couldn't help laughing and said: "Then you are different from my sister, she doesn't understand at all, and she didn't answer my bill, and I'm the one who has a headache."

"Hahaha, interesting and interesting, the little doll is really interesting."

"But it's boring, do you want me to teach you something interesting, old brother?"

Kang Youwei asked curiously, "What's interesting?"

Although he was shy, he spoke more fluently for this kind of face-to-face communication, and he didn't feel too scared.

"Hee hee, you can't say this, you just say whether you want to learn or not!"

Kang Youwei tilted his head: "If you don't tell me, how can I answer you!"

"Well...it seems to be the same, then I'll tell you!"

Hei Ying pondered for a moment, groped his chin and said, "Your talent is so good, it's a pity to waste it here!"

"The dean also said so, but there is no way to cultivate..." Kang Youwei said slightly sadly.

"Hee hee, then do you know what I'm here for?"

Kang Youwei scratched his head, why did this come back again, just shook his head: "I don't know."

I felt in my heart that this person was speaking upside down, and he couldn't keep up with the rhythm.

"It's stupid, but it looks stupid too, so I'll tell you! I'm here to give you the method of cultivation. Are you surprised, surprised, or happy?"

Kang Youwei stood up from his seat in a jerk, without doubting him, he said, "Really?"

"I'm just asking if you were surprised, surprised, or happy?"

Regardless of other things, the old naughty boy emphasized this sentence.

Kang Youwei's face turned rosy, because he was too excited, and he replied straight-forward: "Surprise, surprise, happiness!"

"Hahaha!"

Seeming to be greatly satisfied, the old naughty boy laughed happily.

"Okay, I will teach you the method of cultivation!"

At this moment, the naive ghost meets the naive ghost, one dares to speak, and the other dares to believe.

The old naughty boy stretched out a finger and touched Kang Youwei's forehead, and a kung fu technique called Xuanhuo Yushen entered into his mind.

It records various methods of manipulating flames, refined to the smallest detail, cultivated to the extreme, can control all flames in the world, and can absorb flames to strengthen itself...

Realizing that this exercise resonated with his own physique, Kang Youwei's whole body was completely renewed, and earth-shaking changes began to take place in his body.

Seeing that the matter was finished, the old naughty boy was not in a hurry to leave, but played with him for a while, left a word, and left.

"Three meals a day, prepare the meals for my elder brother, and they can't be repeated. Just bring them to the cashier. I will come to eat when I am hungry. If you are not hungry, you can feed them to the pigs!"

The other party has a great kindness with himself, and Kang Youwei should obey it. Originally, the family opened a restaurant, which is not a big deal at all, and to show respect, whenever he is in the restaurant, he will cook for himself, and let his sister do it for him when he is not around. , which has not been broken for months.

The old urchin did not come to eat every day, and the leftover food was fed to the pigs as he said.

But the old naughty boy didn't know that the joke he said before leaving was taken seriously by the other party. After all, there is a saying: "If you don't eat it, feed it to the pigs." The delicacy is served, each of them is fat and fat, full of flesh.

It's not the season for slaughtering pigs yet, otherwise Kang Youwei would have tasted the taste of pork after eating so many good things.

Closer to home.

The old naughty boy thought it was fun at the time, so he put on a invisible cloak, not to hide his identity, but he was a little happy to be recognized by the other party at this moment.

"Hee hee, it's me, old brother!"

Kang Youwei was able to see his benefactor's true face today, so he couldn't help but look at it a few more times, remembering it in his heart, bowed to the end, and thanked him: "Thank you for the kindness of passing on the skills, senior!"

The old naughty boy waved his hand: "Oh, don't call me senior. The last one who called me senior in person has now changed his name to Big Brother. Why don't you call me Big Brother too!"

I thought it would be a good thing to have a younger brother with amazing cooking skills.

Kang Youwei waved his hands again and again, claiming he didn't dare.

The old urchin wanted to talk to him, but now there were two other people, so he didn't say much.

"You kid is interesting!"

The old naughty boy looked at Liu Qingge, and said in a rather deep tone.

After several twists and turns, Liu Qingge had already tempered his state of mind like a sword in his hand, his mind remained astonished, and he was able to calmly say to the old urchin: "I have seen you, senior!"

"You kid... Forget it! With your character, you can tell at a glance that you can't chat. I don't care about you, I just have a word, will you listen?"

The old urchin laughed in the first half of the sentence, but suddenly became serious in the second half.

Seeing this, Liu Qingge cupped his hands and bowed: "Please give me your advice, senior!"

The old naughty boy accepted his gift, stroked his beard, pretended to be highly respected, his tone changed from his previous childishness, and said calmly: "If you don't practice swordsmanship, how can you practice swords; if you don't observe the clarity of mind, how can you live? Kid, you are unlucky, don't do it!"

Liu Qingge's heart shuddered, and the other party's words hit his heart hard like a mantra, and he felt a chill down his spine. His state of mind, which had never been shaken since he practiced, unexpectedly trembled inexplicably under the other's words.

A crack quietly emerged.

Liu Qingge stared at the other party intently for a long time, and he began to feel confused. He didn't know what the other party's words meant. It sounded very profound and thought-provoking, but he couldn't understand it. When he was about to ask, the other party ignored him. Finally, he turned his gaze to Yang Mu.

She raised her eyebrows slightly, stroked the beard under her chin, and just looked at him quietly.

Yang Mu also stared at him like this.

The two stared at each other for a while, Yang Mu couldn't hold his breath, and with a polite smile on his face, he called out kindly: "Brother Zhou!"

The old naughty boy stopped moving his hands, and the corners of his mouth turned down slightly. Then, under Yang Mu's surprised expression, he yelled:
"roll!"

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