Shushan Sign In For A Hundred Years, I Will Be A Saint With A Sword

A big living person becomes normal again.

In addition to the special methods Xue Jian demonstrated just now, Zhuo Fan in front of them also opened their eyes.

And facing Sedum with his eyes closed, Zhuo Fan smiled lightly.

"Okay, you don't have to call, even if you open your eyes, the injuries are all healed now."

"You can rest assured."

"Master is here, please be respected by the disciple!"

Seeing all the magical methods that Zhuo Fan showed, Sedum immediately bowed in front of Zhuo Fan.

He was indeed stupid before, and he actually called such a powerful character a monster.

No wonder the wild girl named Xuejian looked down on herself a bit.

Now that you know that the other party's methods and abilities are not ordinary, then don't hurry up to apprehend.

And why Bing Ping watched this scene with envy for Mao Mao behind Jingtian.

They also want to learn these methods in Zhuo Fan's hands.

"Hey, exemption, exemption, I can't stand your worship."

"Now I am still an otaku who hasn't changed my mind, so how can I be a master?"

Zhuo Fan stretched out his hand and waved, knelt down on Di Sedum and stood up again.

"Just like Xuejian, just call me Zhuo Dage."

Although he was a little disappointed that Zhuo Fan didn't accept himself as an apprentice, Jingtian still hurriedly shouted cupped fist.

"Zhu Dage!"

"If you don't accept me as an apprentice, how am I embarrassed to learn kung fu from you in the future."

While looking at Zhuo Fan, Jing Tian looked at Xue Jian who was sitting next to Zhuo Fan.

Zhuo Fan saw Sedum's careful thoughts, waved his hand and took out a book with a blue cover from his body.

"This is a basic Cultivation Technique, you will come to the Tang family to find me after a night of cultivation."

"Tomorrow I will check the progress of your cultivation."

"But……"

Sedum touched his head, looking very embarrassed.

How does he know what cultivation as a child.

Seeing this, Xue Xue could not help but snorted again.

"What a fool who doesn't know anything, he doesn't know how to go to school to read and read."

"You, wild girl."

Faced with Xue Jian's sarcasm, Sedum naturally responded unceremoniously.

When two children meet, they will be pinched, Zhuo Fan patted his head.

"Okay, let me be quiet, there is no child in front of the adults."

"Sedum, you will study in the school run by the Tang family from now on. If Maomao and He Biping want to go, take them with them."

"As for the content of this book, how to cultivate it, let me show it to you."

After speaking, Zhuo Fan condensed an aura and wiped it on the book.

Passed it to Sedum's hands.

"Thank you Zhuo Dage."

Although I am a little confused about Zhuo Fan's practice, can I reach out and wipe on the book to make people understand it?

But when Sedum decided to take it home to see it, just ask Dad if he doesn't understand it.

As for going to the Tang School to study.

After studying the Three Character Classics of the Hundred Family Names at home, it is time to study.

For Zhuo Fan.

It's just a few more people in the school, what a simple thing.

And you can let the nightshade stay in the school, and you can see the sedum every day.

Of course, the most important thing is that Zhuo Fan wants to see how Sedum's cultivation talent is.

When he was healing for Sedum just now, he checked his aptitude and found that it was quite good.

The roots of spiritual practice can be described as immortal muscles and jade bones, with strong physique and full of energy and blood.

It is comparable to Xue, who has a special bloodline vitality, but the attributes are more domineering.

Very suitable for practicing Kendo Cultivation Technique.

Once embarked on the road of cultivation, it is bound to go a long way.

It just depends on his savvy.

There is why Ping and Mao Mao on the side, it depends on whether Jing Tian is willing to share the Cultivation Technique passed to him.

Zhuo Fan smiled faintly, preparing to take Solanum Snow when he left.

Outside the backyard door, Jing Yi opened the door after hearing it for a while, and quickly walked to Zhuo Fan and said gratefully.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhuo, and thank you, Xue, Miss!"

"If my sedum collides with two of them, please forgive me."

I remembered that my stupid son didn't know anything, and every day he only knew to go out and fool around with other children.

He actually called a practitioner a monster.

Thanks to Zhuo Fan's high aura, otherwise it would not be fun to clean up Sedum.

Jing Yi didn't expect that Zhuo Fan was a practitioner like Tang Clan.

He also taught his own son's books, allowing Jingtian to study in the Tang family's school.

What a blessing!

After meeting such a big man, the future is boundless.

Reaching out his hand, Jing Yi slapped Sedum's shoulder.

"Sedum, don’t thank Xue Jian Da, Miss, and Master Zhuo,

"I haven't seen Xue Jian Da Miss, and Master Zhuo is there to help you?"

"You stupid son must not be so unreasonable in the future, please don't know."

"Knowing daddy, I will definitely not do it again in the future."

Sedum replied weakly to his father.

This wild girl is really Tang Clan's Miss, which is troublesome now.

My father can take charge of Yongan because of Tang Clan.

Offended Tang Xue to see the days after, think about it, it will be sad!

Thinking of this, Jingtian saluted Xuejian very reluctantly.

"Thank you, Miss Xue, and thank you, Master Zhuo."

"Oh, so good! Now you know it's called Miss, why did you go there early?"

Seeing Sedum saluting himself, Xue Jian's small expression was quite joyful.

And Zhuo Fan said lightly.

"Treasurer Jing, don't have to thank me, I have a fate with this kid Jingtian."

"It is not important for children to be wild. The most important thing is to learn to read, write and behave."

"Then I will take the Xuejian and the nightshade to say goodbye first."

After bidding farewell to Jing Yi a cupped fist.

Zhuo Fan walked out of the courtyard with the nightshade, who was still looking at Sedum, and the little proud Xuejian.

Seeing Zhuo Fan who was leaving, Jing Tian's immature face was a bit complicated.

My father seems to have more knowledge than when he was a son, knowing that there are cultivators in the world.

Think about what I did just now, and the impulse to have a fight with Xuejian's arms.

Sedum could not help but blush.

Looking at the amazed look, why bother Pinghe Maomao, Jing Tianhuang said Xingyun Jue in his hand.

"Xing Yun Jue! Mao Mao and Bi Ping, let's take a look at this book together later tonight?"

"In case we have cultivated the same abilities as Xue Jian Da Miss, we won't be afraid of her."

Before Mao Mao could talk to He Biping, Jing Tian was rewarded with a thud.

Looking back, it was his father who hit it.

"Asshole boy, what are you talking about? Get me home quickly. Your mother has been waiting for you for lunch for a long time."

"You are not allowed to say that in the future, Miss Xue Jian Da, are you clear?"

After beating his son, Jing Yi said to Why Biping and Mao Mao at the same time.

"And Mao Mao, Biping, and you too."

"Clear! Uncle Jing."

The three young men could only surrender weakly under the deterrence of the middle-aged.

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With the passage of time, the night has quietly arrived.

The entire Yuzhou City is brightly lit except for some special places and night snacks.

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