Ye Feng jumped up in fright: "It's over, it's over, I won't be able to get out for the rest of my life."
He didn't expect that there were so many levels above Sword God, so wasn't he very good?
Until this moment, Ye Feng deeply felt his own insignificance.
"Don't worry, my current strength is only at the peak of the Sword Master. This is also the highest state I can reach in the mortal world!" the old man said slowly. This made Ye Feng feel slightly relieved.
"Okay, let's not talk about what is or is not, our time is limited, let's start now!" the old man said lightly.
"Huh? Start? Start with what? Mining coal?" Ye Feng was slightly stunned, and he didn't realize what the old man meant.
"Start your training!" The old man said coldly, turned his right hand, and slashed at Ye Feng with his bamboo sword.
"ah--"
"Butt!"
"ah--"
"Thighs——"
"ah--"
"My legs are so hairy````````"
Not long after the war started, bursts of screams came from the bamboo forest. The sounds were so miserable that it made people laugh ``````````
The sun sets in the west, the dim dusk is extremely beautiful, the setting sun is like blood, hanging in the west```````
Forest——
A man was lying on the grass in a state of embarrassment. His clothes were in tatters, exposing patches of green and purple skin. His eyes were always open and closed, one was black and the other was white. His red and swollen cheeks were slightly bulging.
, like two hills
, his hair was messy and spread over his eyes, slightly covering his face. Next to the man, a sloppy old man stood leaning on his sword, with a faint smile on his dark face, a small drop of sweat hanging on his forehead, and a slight breath between his nose.
There's a bit of urgency.
"Today's practice ends here and will continue tomorrow!"
The old man looked at Ye Feng who was motionless on the ground and said calmly.
"Master, you are cheating me! How can you reach the peak of a swordsman with your cultivation! How come I haven't even touched the corner of your clothes after fighting for a long time?" Ye Feng cried with a sad face and cried out depressedly.
"You are so incompetent, your swordsmanship is so unfamiliar, and your use of Qi is so unreasonable. Never say that you are my apprentice when you go out in the future. I really can't afford to embarrass this person!"
The old man said with a look of disgust.
"Wow! Master, you are so immoral! You took the initiative to accept me as your apprentice, okay?" Ye Feng exclaimed with an exaggerated look.
"Oh, I really didn't see that you were such a piece of trash before I accepted you. If I had known, I wouldn't have accepted you!" The old man curled his lips and said disdainfully.
"Dirty! I'm rubbish?" Ye Feng almost jumped up, pointed at the old man and yelled: "Don't be so proud, sooner or later I will catch up with you!"
"Oh--"
"The ideal is beautiful and the road is tortuous, but this result is impossible."
The old man raised his eyebrows and said with a guilty look on his face.
Seeing this, Ye Feng almost couldn't help but rush up and beat him up! But thinking about his poor strength, Ye Feng still held back.
"I endure——"
Ye Feng said to himself in his heart.
"Okay, in order to improve your strength faster, I decided to increase your training intensity tomorrow!" The old man blinked slyly and said with a smile.
“oh——mygod!!!”
"Revenge, naked revenge——"
Ye Feng held his head and hissed in pain, then lay down on the grass and fell asleep```````
"He is really an interesting little guy, but this little guy's achievements in the future will definitely be limitless!"
The old man looked at Ye Feng and couldn't help but smile and muttered to himself ``````
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In a simple bamboo house, Ye Feng was lying in a large wooden barrel with his eyes closed. He was breathing evenly and seemed to be in a deep sleep. The barrel was filled with a large amount of yellow liquid, and steam was rising continuously.
````````
"Hmm! Puff, puff`````````"
Ye Feng rubbed his hazy sleepy eyes, chewed his lips twice, and woke up from his sleep ````````
"ah--"
"Where am I? What on earth is this?" Ye Feng's ghostly scream came from the hut, shocking the forest ````````
"Mom——"
This master is so cruel! I just slept for a little while, and then he polished me and threw it into the feces water ````````
"Ouch——"
This beastly master! Ye Feng leaned out of the barrel while crying like a ghost.
"Sit back! Who asked you to come out?"
Just as Ye Feng was about to jump out of the barrel, the old man roared ````````````
"Oh, my God! Oh my God!"
Ye Feng was so frightened that the sole of his foot slipped and he fell back into the barrel.
"Master! Please let me out! I will never sleep next time, and I will never scold you. Just stop punishing me, right?" Ye Feng couldn't help but plead as he looked at the yellow "poop".
"Oh--"
"Others can't stay here even if they want to, but you are so good, you actually begged me to let you out?"
The old man looked at Ye Feng and said dumbfounded.
"Ouch! My master! Who would want to stay in the urinal! I'm not a fool."
Ye Feng looked sad and cried, his mother called her mother.
"Who told you this was poop?" The old man raised his eyes, frowned, and said as if he wanted to eat someone.
"Look, it's yellow! It's also smelly!" Ye Feng rolled up the liquid in the bucket with his fingers and said, "You said it's not stool, it's exactly the same as my stool when I have diarrhea!!!"
"You idiot!" the old man yelled angrily, and hit Ye Feng on the head with a fried chestnut.
"Ouch——"
It hurts so much, Master! Ye Feng screamed, rubbed his head in pain, and looked at the old man with tears in his eyes. He looked extremely aggrieved.
"This is the best pure Gongling spirit liquid! I specially collected and extracted it when you were sucking the essence of heaven and earth. You actually said it is excrement water? You ``````you ````````"
You```````you ungrateful thing!" The old man's face turned red with anger and his words became incoherent.
"Huh? Isn't this an illusion? How could such a thing exist?" Ye Feng twisted his nose and raised his head and asked.
