The master is so popular that his disciples want to commit crimes against him.

Tang Yixin then gave each of his three disciples an ancient book on cultivation, asked them to study here, and ordered none of them to leave before lunch.

If anyone leaves without permission, credits will be deducted.

Then he turned around and went back to his room, leaving the three people in the yard looking at each other in confusion.

"I don't care about those damn credits." Sheng Qingye frowned slightly.

In the room, Tang Yixien looked at the three people in the yard outside the window, pursed his lips and smiled, sat down at the table, picked up the tea and took a sip.

At this time, the sound of Youyou coming online was heard.

"What? Is the virus killed?" Tang Yixien asked in his heart.

"Of course I have to. I've suddenly become incredibly strong. If you mess with me again, I'll format it."

Tang Yixin has become accustomed to the system occasionally going haywire.

He always felt that if Youyou were a human, she would definitely be a strong woman.

Youyou's sweet mechanical voice said,

"They actually listened to you? And read their books obediently?"

Tang Yixuan looked at the clear tea, thinking about adding some wolfberries to replenish it, and then said,

"This is only temporary. They are still young and competitive."

Sure enough, half an hour later, the three of them were still at the table.

During this time, Sheng Qingye stood up, but then stretched and sat down again.

Jin Xiaoxiao raised her eyes and glanced at Sheng Qingye and said,

"Why don't you leave?"

"If it were you who cared, wouldn't you have left?"

Sheng Qingye is very competitive, and these credits really have a hold on him.

Sheng Qingye opened the secret book in his hand and began to read it.

After reading just two pages, his body gradually tensed up and his eyes gradually became focused.

This secret book is definitely not an ordinary one. His family has many ancient books on cultivation, but none of them is as suitable for him as the one given to him by his master.

It can even cleverly help his ice spiritual roots advance, instead of just hard training, to break through his current bottleneck.

Tang Yixien is really doing what his master should do.

Sheng Qingye's eyes were filled with complicated emotions.

He was a crazy cultivator, so he simply started to watch carefully. His weapon, the black iron chain, also emitted a bright white light as he watched the moves.

Jin Xiaoxiao also discovered that the ancient book in his hand was specially designed for his water-type spiritual roots, and was just right for his current level of cultivation.

He raised his head and looked indifferently at Tang Yixien in the room. That cold white figure made him feel that this master was completely different from the one he knew before.

He couldn't understand how such a smart person could end up in this situation.

His father told him that the eldest son of the Tang family was weak and had no opinions of his own.

He turned to look at Sheng Qingye, who had been poisoned but did not dare to tell his family and was now reading an ancient book seriously.

Sheng Qingye was even controlled like this.

He couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

Little Phoenix was carefully flipping through his ancient books. He observed that the ancient books on the cultivation techniques given to the three of them by their master were completely different.

This book of his is used to maintain the demon pills of his demon clan.

He was a little confused about how his master found it.

In the world of cultivation, there are very few books suitable for the cultivation of the demon race.

Little Phoenix's eyes flickered slightly, and he touched the title page of the book, which seemed to still have the aura of his master.

At the same time in the house.

Youyou was so impressed that she played the sound of applause in Tang Yixin's head.

These three secret books were exchanged by Tang Yixian using his system points.

Between a cup of milk tea, a novel, and these three ancient books, he chose these three ancient books.

Even though he really wanted to drink milk tea.

Although it is not a peerless ancient book, it is the most suitable for their current cultivation level.

"Host brother, you gave them three ancient books on cultivation. Aren't you afraid that they will be stronger than you?" Youyou asked.

"If you suppress others, you won't become stronger yourself." Tang Yixien said with a smile.

He was just doing what a master should do.

Use your sincerity to change their true intentions.

Tang Yixien is gambling.

"The host is so awesome, I'm going to standby, 886."

The long voice disappeared in my mind.

Tang Yixin looked at the three people outside the yard, holding his chin with one hand, and his expression gradually darkened.

Although he is their master, his spiritual power is low, which is definitely not acceptable.

Cultivation and strength are important in any world.

He has been investigating the cause of his physical weakness these days, which is not recorded in the original book.

Until Yuan Shutang Yixien was killed by the demons, he had been in poor health.

And he is indeed weak now, always feeling that he does not have enough strength. His body in this world can sense the flow of air around him.

But it is extremely unstable. It can mobilize some spiritual power occasionally. Most of the time, the spiritual root is like a pool of stagnant water, solidified in the body.

"Young Master." A Shui's voice sounded outside the door at this time.

"Come in." Tang Yi said enviously.

A Shui pushed the door open and Tang Yixin immediately smelled the scent of Chinese medicine.

"Young Master, it's time for you to take your medicine."

Since being punished last time, A Shui has become much more respectful than before, but the gloom in his eyes has become more intense.

A Shui put the tray in his hand on the table. On the tray was a large bowl of Chinese medicine, which was steaming.

"Young Master, drink it while it's hot."

medicine? What medicine?

Only then did Tang Yixin remember that the original owner seemed to drink medicine every once in a while.

This medicine was specially prepared for him by a master by his uncle, saying that it was for nourishing his body.

Correct!

Tang Yixien's mind suddenly brightened.

Could it be this medicine...

"Put it down, I'll drink it later." Tang Yixien said calmly.

"Young Master, you'd better drink it while it's hot. Your uncle specially ordered it to be brewed."

What Ah Shui said was very useful to Tang Yixin before.

At this moment, he looked up and met Tang Yixien's slightly cold expression. Although his originally beautiful narrow eyes were breathtakingly beautiful, they made him feel chilled.

"I'll take my leave, little one."

Ah Shui turned around and retreated in a hurry.

What exactly was he afraid of? Ah Shui didn't quite understand.

That inexplicable deterrent power made it seem as if if he was a little late, his life would be gone.

After Ah Shui left, Tang Yixien's expression immediately became lively and active. As a teacher, he was best at showing his authority in front of others.

He picked up the bowl of medicine and smelled it.

He speculated that there was something wrong with the medicine.

In the original book, uncle Tang Ziyu supported his younger brother and hoped that his younger brother would become the future head of the Tang family. He must not wish him well.

I even wish he would die sooner.

Even so, the original owner still trusted his uncle.

He thought his uncle was doing this for his own good.

He planned to wait for Youyou to come online and then check the elemental table of this medicine.

Now I finally have some clues.

In this way, he might be able to recover his cultivation. Thinking of this, Tang Yixin breathed a sigh of relief.

He raised his head and looked at his three disciples who were doing morning training in the pavilion outside the window.

From a distance, the three of them were buried in their books, looking like students.

But in a corner where he couldn't see.

Sheng Qingye's black iron chains were like snakes, fighting against Jin Xiaoxiao's water flow under the table.

The cold light was radiating and crackling.

Sheng Qingye has been a top student since childhood. This secret book is indeed suitable for his cultivation. Before he knew it, he had already read most of it.

The poison he used was very mild. It was not a poison at all, but just a drug. It gradually began to dissipate under his own breathing control.

At this moment, his cultivation had recovered halfway. He noticed the look his master was giving them, and immediately retracted the chains.

A truce was reached with Jin Xiaoxiao.

He raised his eyes and looked at Tang Yixi without any scruples, with a sharp and aggressive look in his eyes.

His offensive power has always been obvious.

Tang Yixien felt a sense of threat, as if he was being invaded, and he instinctively quickly avoided looking away.

But he immediately felt a little regretful. He was the master, and he was forced back by the gaze of a disciple.

Tang Yixien recalled the day when he was pinned down and almost kissed. Sheng Qingye was too arrogant.

Fortunately, he had the drug, which could suppress him for a while.

Jin Xiaoxiao saw the gazes of Sheng Qingye and her master, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.