Yan Bing, who had been lying on the ground and shouting for more than ten minutes, then slowly straightened up, sat on the ground, and stared blankly at the huge mountain in front of him that had been cut into a "flat-headed brother".
At this moment, Yan Bing was in a dull state.
For a science student, mathematical formulas, physical laws, chemical equations, these things that have educated them for more than ten years have been integrated into his life and his blood. They are no longer as simple as symbols and equations.
To Yan Bing, it's more like a creed or even a belief.
So, how to simply describe Yan Bing's mood at this moment?
Just like a devout Catholic who saw God picking his nose in front of him, God smiled at him without taking it seriously and wiped his nose on his white robe...
Faith collapses.
With his hands behind his back, the old man wandered up to Yan Bing, looked at "Pingtou Mountain" with her, and asked, "How are you, little friend? Are you satisfied with this hand?"
Yan Bing, who was still in a dull state, instinctively raised his head to look at him, then stared at the mountain feebly and said "Hmm".
"My little friend, do you admire me very much?" The old man looked at Yan Bing and asked with a smile on his face.
"Um"
"Then little friend, do you think you have such skills?"
"Um"
"Then little friend, do you want to become my teacher?"
"Uh-huh???"
"Well, since you are so eager, I will reluctantly accept you as my disciple." The old man succeeded in his trick and turned around to leave.
Damn it! You tricked me!?
"Wait a minute!" Yan Bing quickly stood up with his hands on the ground and continued to ask: "Didn't you say that my talent is average before?"
"I'm afraid you'll be proud..." The old man chuckled.
"Then tell me the truth, how good is my talent?" Yan Bing was very curious.
Hearing this, the old man slowly turned around and looked at Yan Bing, and said with a smile: "In terms of muscles and bones, you are more than three times stronger than ordinary people, and the cyclone in your Dantian is also stronger than ordinary people who have not practiced martial arts.
It’s more than five times bigger. The main reason is your physique. I have lived for more than a hundred years and have never seen it before. So if I want to be honest, little girl, you are simply a "monster"."
When he said the word "monster", the old man suddenly stopped smiling, his expression became cold, and his eyes emitted two gleams of light. He stared at Yan Bing's big eyes as clear as spring water, as if he wanted to see through them in the next second.
she.
The old man was confident that if he were someone with a slightly evil scheming, or who was not calm enough, he would most likely look away if he stared at him like this.
However, Yan Bing behaved as if there were no waves in the ancient well. He looked at the old man with a pair of big, fluttering eyes, fearless and fearless. There seemed to be only two words written in his eyes: "curiosity".
Curiosity about the old man, curiosity about martial arts, curiosity about the land and water here, the people here, and curiosity about everything in the world.
Just curious?
interesting.
Why am I not curious about you?
After looking at each other for a few seconds, the old man smiled and shook his head.
Looking up at the bright moon in the sky, he continued: "Actually, I have always been curious about who you are... The first time you came to the bookstore, I noticed that your purse was embroidered with a lotus that can only be used by the royal family.
Picture, but how can a member of the royal family let a little girl who has not left the palace live alone in an inn? There is no one to look for you.
So these past few days, I have arranged for Feng Chen to observe you secretly.
You are very diligent and easy to learn, which is good.
It is also good that you do things according to your heart and spontaneity, you dare to take action, and you can recognize your mistakes and correct them.
However, your disregard for status and identity is completely unlike a royal family, or even like most people in this world, which makes me even more curious about you."
The old man pondered for a while and then continued: "You also know that the bet between our Feixia Sect and the Luomen Sect has taken place, and this deadline is getting closer and closer... With a good prospect like you, I will naturally
Don't want to miss it.
So, I won’t beat around the bush anymore, kid, tell me the truth! Who are you!? And what kind of person do you want to be?”
After saying this, the old man still looked at the moon and did not look at Yan Bing again, which showed the old man's position at this time.
As long as Yan Bing is willing to say it, no matter what she says, the old man will choose to believe it.
Senior brother and Lu Liang squatted down quietly and kept looking at Yan Bing, but it could be seen from their eyes that they were just curious.
Yan Bing looked at the old man, then at his senior brother and fifteenth senior brother.
Yan Bing fell silent...
What she was considering at the moment was not whether to say it or not, but how to say it... After all, her life experience was too incredible for them.
Then just say it!
Believe it or not is up to you.
Yan Bing hesitated for a moment, raised his head, said to the old man, senior brother and Lu Liang: "I am not from this world, I come from another world, and I have always wanted to be someone who has the ability to support justice.
A person who saves the world and saves the people.
Now, nothing has changed, but there is one more thing
I just want to be a person who can find my way home...
As for my wallet, it’s my first day………….”
Before Yan Bing could finish speaking, the old man turned around and interrupted her, smiling and saying, "No need to say anything..."
Yan Bing thought the old man didn't believe it, so he looked aggrieved and said, "I didn't lie to you!"
The old man shook his head and said: "I believe you, but I have already heard what I want to know. The rest is not important. You can save it for later... Yan Qihua!" The old man's face suddenly became serious, completely
He lost his previous careless look and continued, "As the seventeenth generation head of Feixia Sect, I officially accept you as my close disciple! Ranking sixteen! Are you willing?"
Yan Bing replied without hesitation: "I do!"
The old man still stood where he was, looking at her seriously and saying nothing.
What does this mean???
Yan Bing was a little at a loss for a moment.
When she turned around, she saw the senior brother and the fifteenth senior brother waving to her and whispering: "Are you a tiger!? Come over and kowtow!"
Only then did Yan Bing suddenly realize what he was doing. He hurriedly ran to the old man and knelt down.
Then he turned to the eldest brother and the fifteenth brother and asked: "How many knocks!? Three? Or four??"
Lu Liang slapped his forehead and was speechless.
Feng Chen laughed angrily and said, "Are you planning to send Master away!? Of course, I'll knock him three times!"
Yan Bing said "Oh" and kowtowed to the ground three times. When he got up, he saw that his forehead was swollen. He had worked so hard.
The senior brother next to him smiled with disgust: "You are a real tiger..."
The old man then returned to his usual smiling appearance, and hurriedly bent down to help Yan Bing up, saying, "I have to be a good disciple, get up quickly."
The old man looked at the little girl in front of him. He liked her no matter how he looked at her, and he liked her no matter how he looked at her.
He said: "Disciple, our sect is in a period of crisis now. I have wronged you by accepting you in this barren mountain. When we return to the mountain sect, I will gather the whole sect to give you a replacement.
Light's discipleship ceremony.
As a master, I don’t have much in my possession right now. The only thing I can use is a few weapons. This Qingxuan Sword is an entry-level gift for you.”
After saying that, he waved his hand at Fifteen.
No response….
He waved his hands again.
Instead, Lu Liang took a few steps back holding his sword, as if he was about to run away.
The old man took a mouthful of toothbrush seeds and said, "Lu Liang! Bring it here!"
The fifteenth senior brother held the sword and shook his head.
The senior brother couldn't stand it anymore and gave Lu Liang a kick in the butt.
"You don't even listen to Master!? Send it over!"
Lu Liang then walked over hesitantly.
The old man smiled awkwardly and went to get Qingxuan, but Lu Liang still held on tightly and refused to let go.
The angry old man took the sword with one hand, slapped Lu Liang's hand holding the scabbard with the other hand, and then snatched it away.
"You can't bear to use this sword! It's a waste for you! Can you bear to let the sword collect dust!? What's wrong with your junior sister!? You're so stingy!" The old man scolded Lu Liang as if he hated iron.
Lu Liang lowered his head, but his eyes were still staring at the Qingxuan Sword.
"Come on, good disciple, take it! This was your second senior sister's sword... the name of the sword is "Qingxuan"
It’s a pity that your second senior sister………,
Sigh... you have to cherish it... you know?"
Yan Bing looked at the Qingxuan Sword, then at the old man, and then at the fifteenth senior brother who was still staring at the Qingxuan Sword. He had an expression that said he couldn't take it or not, and his face was full of embarrassment.
The old man grabbed Yan Bing's hand, put the sword in her hand, and said, "My master gives it to you, so take it!"
"Thank you, thank you Master..." Yan Bing took the sword, cupped his fists and saluted.
The old man stroked his beard and laughed.
It seems that he is really happy to have Yan Bing as his disciple.
After Yan Bing solemnly paid homage to his eldest brother and fifteenth senior brother.
The old man said to her: "Today, it is getting late, so you should go to bed early. There are only two rooms in the backyard over the bookstore. It is not convenient for a girl like you to live there. I will ask your senior brother to take you back tomorrow."
When you wake up, take your sword and come to the bookstore to find your master. Next, your master will start teaching you martial arts."
When he heard that he would start learning martial arts tomorrow, Yan Bing looked excited and hurriedly saluted and said "yes".
The old man nodded, walked up to Lu Liang, grabbed his shoulder, and said: "Still reading!? Stop looking! The sword is not given to anyone else! You can see it every day in the future! I have to talk to you on the way back."
…….”
As soon as the words fell, there was a whistling sound, and the two people rose into the air. The two figures stepped on the leaves and bamboo forest, getting farther and farther, and finally disappeared into the night.
The eldest brother stretched out, came over, grabbed the collar of Yan Bing's neck, pushed his back, and said, "Let's go, little junior sister! Go back and go to bed early!"
Yan Bing didn't resist at all... He was already used to it... being grabbed like this, and he even chatted with his senior brother on the way.
"Senior Brother, Master gave me the sword given by Second Senior Sister, why is Fifteenth Senior Brother so unhappy? Does this sword have any connection with Fifteenth Senior Brother?"
The senior brother suddenly stepped on the treetop, raised it a few feet higher, and said: "The reason is very simple, precisely because this is your second senior sister's sword, but to be specific,..."
