I'm badly injured, but I'm number one

The next morning, Yan Ping noticed someone coming to the peach blossom forest, so he opened his eyes and looked towards the roof.

He went out last night to finish what he needed to do and then came back.

It wasn't too late to do that, but he had used his spiritual power last night, which caused his meridians to ache all night.

However, his face had always been pale, and now it looked almost the same as before, and he looked less tired.

The pain in the body is far less than the pain in the soul.

When the sect leader brought Yu Tianhong in, he saw his gloomy eyes and smiled without any awkwardness.

"Why aren't you at the waterhole today?"

"Too lazy to go."

Yan Ping lazily sat up from the bed and waved to Yu Tianhong.

Yu Tianhong's eyes lit up instantly, and he walked forward quickly, with an impatient look on his face.

"senior."

Yan Ping was slightly stunned. The child seemed to be a little more enthusiastic than before.

He thought about it for a while, then gave up thinking.

Maybe after seeing the effect of yesterday's treatment, I let down my guard today.

Yan Ping raised his hand and placed it on Yu Tianhong's head, and began to mobilize his spiritual power.

It was the same process as yesterday, and it was done in just a few breaths.

After seeing him put his hand down, the sect leader spoke with a smile.

"I want to trouble you for something."

Yan Ping looked at him in surprise, "What's the matter?"

The sect leader pointed at Yu Tianhong and spoke in a dignified and reserved manner.

"He is only in the foundation-building stage. It is a bit inconvenient for him to come here by himself."

"And I have to arrange a training ground for the sect's new foundation-building disciples these days, so I don't have time to look after him."

"So I want him to live in Taohuaju as well."

Yan Ping raised his eyebrows, so this old man wanted him to help take care of the children?

But he was already feeling bad enough, and now he just wanted to be alone and quiet, so he was about to refuse.

Seeing his appearance, the sect leader took out a bottle of spiritual liquid and smiled warmly.

"I've been in trouble recently. This is the Heavenly Spirit Liquid, which is very useful for repairing the sea of ​​consciousness."

Yan Ping didn't recognize him, but that didn't mean he couldn't see that the sect leader was different. He narrowed his eyes.

"We're not familiar with each other, are you so confident in leaving him with me?"

As long as you don't refuse, there is room for discussion.

The sect leader signaled Yu Tianhong to pass the bottle of Heavenly Spirit Liquid over, then he spoke slowly.

"There's no benefit in harming him."

Yan Ping looked at him, then at Yu Tianhong, who was handing over the Heavenly Spirit Liquid with an eager look on his face.

The weird feeling was getting stronger.

But this is not the point.

Yan Ping supported his chin with one hand, his narrow and long phoenix eyes revealed a bewitching intention, and he looked at the sect leader with interest.

"You know he was born with a sword bone, right?"

When the sect leader saw him like this, his smiling expression paused for a moment and then returned to its previous state.

He was not surprised that Yan Ping knew that Yu Tianhong was born with sword bones, but now looking at Yan Ping's attitude, he seemed to know something not so good about being born with sword bones.

The leader said gently, "What do you know?"

Yan Ping smiled slightly and did not answer directly, "People who are born with sword bones can usually make great achievements in the way of swordsmanship."

“But they themselves can often help others achieve great things.”

Yan Ping's intriguing words made the sect leader pause with a smile, and he frowned slightly.

He looked at Yan Ping and said in a deep voice.

"The natural sword bone has a good understanding of swordsmanship, but this effect will not help others."

"What can he do to help others?"

Yan Ping smiled meaningfully, "Forging a sword, melting the flesh and blood of a natural sword bone, can forge a sword with charm."

The clan leader standing in front was stunned, and then his eyes were filled with mixed emotions.

There are two types of long swords in the world.

One is an ordinary long sword, no matter how hard or sharp it is, it is ordinary.

One is a spiritual sword. Spiritual swords may not be as hard or sharp as ordinary swords, but they can better express the sword intent.

But a sword with charm transcends these two types.

Because they have their own power, a weak person using it can unleash power that does not belong to him, and a strong person using it will become stronger.

Once people discover who has a sword with divine charm, everyone will rush after him and snatch it away.

If this happened outside, the Tianyang Sect would also suffer the consequences, and the leaders of each sect would appear when necessary.

So is it true that swords can be forged from natural sword bones?

The amiable clan leader lost his gentleness and his eyes became sharp. He looked at Yan Ping and said in a deep voice.

"you sure?"

If it is true, this matter must never be spread out. There has been no record of this matter before, and there should be no record of it in the future.

Yan Ping hummed casually, then looked at the sect leader, not panicking at all, and spoke leisurely.

"Do you still want to leave this person here with me?"

The sect leader was silent for a while, still thinking.

Yu Tianhong, who had been standing quietly in front of Yan Ping, had his eyes brighter and spoke with some enthusiasm.

"Grandfather, I want to stay here."

Yan Ping looked at him in confusion. He didn't avoid him when he spoke just now. How could he be so bold?

Then Yan Ping suddenly realized that Yu Tianhong wanted to stay here, maybe not because of the old man, but because of his own idea.

Yan Ping narrowed his eyes.

The leader said nothing.

Yu Tianhong looked at Yan Ping more firmly, and respectfully placed the Heavenly Spirit Liquid in his hand in front of him.

"If the senior wanted to harm me, he wouldn't have said this."

"So I would like to stay in Taohuaju for a few days. Please agree, senior."

Yan Ping gave Yu Tianhong a meaningful look.

Although this person looks strange and seems like he wants to become my disciple.

But the other party didn't say it explicitly, and even gave him a bottle of good stuff as a thank you gift, so Yan Ping pretended that he didn't know.

"up to you."

"Just don't be in the same room with me."

After Yan Ping finished speaking, his previous momentum became lazy, and he even ignored the sect leader who was still in the room.

He lay back on the bed and began to rest.

Yan Ping fell asleep right after finishing speaking about such an important matter, leaving the sect leader alone with a broken heart.

He looked at Yan Ping helplessly, then turned and walked out.

Yu Tianhong followed closely behind him.

Come to the edge of the cliff outside the peach blossom forest.

Looking at Tianyang Sect from here, the white mist in the early morning wandering among the mountains adds a sense of elegance.

The clan leader sighed, turned to look at his grandson and began to instruct him.

"You don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse to stay with him."

"Grandfather will tell you after he goes back and verifies what he said."

"If you want to become my disciple, just stay here."

"But whether or not you can become his disciple depends on luck."

Judging from Yan Ping's personality and the way he does things, the sect leader dares to bet that he has never accepted any disciples.

Yu Tianhong nodded solemnly, "Grandfather, don't worry, I won't give up easily."

There are many strong people in the world, but there are very few who are the strongest among the strong.

Anyone who received that comment from his grandfather must not be someone who is easy to accept as a disciple.

He stood here today just to have a chance, otherwise he might never have the chance to avenge himself in his lifetime.

The sect leader patted Yu Tianhong's shoulder helplessly.

"If you want to leave, send a message to your grandfather."

Watching the sect leader leave, Yu Tianhong took a deep breath and walked towards the peach blossom forest.

What Yan Ping said just now did have an impact on him, but precisely because of this, he had to become stronger.

The weak can only accept being manipulated by others, only the strong can control their own lives.

Yan Ping was strong by nature, and judging by what he said, he had no ill will towards me.

If you don't take this opportunity to become his disciple, you will regret it for the rest of your life if you miss it.

Yu Tianhong returned to the courtyard and saw the ground was littered with petals.

He secretly glanced at Yan Ping through the open door and it seemed that he had fallen asleep again.

Yu Tianhong looked thoughtfully at the pot in the corner of the courtyard and the drug residue in the pot.

He took the broom and started sweeping.

Although it is more convenient to use spiritual power, today is the first day that he expresses himself in front of Yan Ping, and using spiritual power will only make people feel that he is powerless.

Only by sweeping the floor yourself can you demonstrate your sincerity.

The bamboo broom rustled on the ground.

Yan Ping, lying on the bed, turned over with his eyes closed, a hint of doubt arose in his mind. Did he understand it wrongly?

This person either wants to become a disciple or simply wants to live here.

Why else would he be making noise?

There was still a rustling sound outside.

Yan Ping opened his eyes and fell into deep thought.

He wanted to send people away.

But it doesn’t seem right to chase them away now that I’ve just taken their good things.

When Yan Ping was thinking about this, he completely forgot that Taohuaju was originally someone else's territory.

Yan Ping sighed, endured the pain in his meridians, turned over, closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

Fortunately, the noise outside died down soon and Yan Ping finally fell into a light sleep.

It was not until the evening that the aroma of food came into Yan Ping's nose along with the wind from the window.

Yan Ping suddenly woke up from his light sleep.