Chapter 564: Why not?

"Me!?" Qin Lan felt that he had heard wrongly. He even looked around and said uncertainly: "Master Jianzheng, you said... you want to teach me martial arts and creation?"

You Chuiyun took care of the empress, and the goddess Zixuan was also frustrated. She was able to get rid of the wolf and let him finish it. Although she almost overturned, at least the result was stable.

As a result, he relaxed and said something to Qin Lan: "Why not?"

Qin Lan's braid waved the iconic rattle again, puffed his mouth and said: "The teacher said that I am a dead wood that cannot be carved... My senior brothers also said that I... said that my talent is beyond saving.

Even my senior brother wanted to teach me before, but he was so angry with me... He no longer tries to teach me anything... I, I am a born fool."

The little girl will definitely be an iconic beauty when she grows up, and she is also a lovable beauty now. You Chuiyun really can't be cruel to her. He can't bear to hurt such an innocent girl... I'm afraid this is Si Tian too.

There are many talented people in the prison, but she is the only one who is ordinary and can stay in the prison without being kicked out——

But how did she get into Si Tian Prison? You Chuiyun was very surprised. Why did the former prison officer accept her as his disciple? Could it be that he was also attracted by the little girl's character?

It's strange.

Therefore, with so many talents in Si Tianjian, You Chuiyun single-handedly selected this incompatible Qin Lan as his spokesperson.

You Chuiyun rubbed her head again, but in his heart he thought of the little girl Mo Ailai from Cunjinfeng. Both of them are lovable types... Mo Ai must have matured and grown up a lot in the past few years.

Well, You Chuiyun sighed in his heart, mouth

He went up and said, "I'm going to teach you a set of Chang Xiao Sword Technique. This sword technique is gentle and upright. It's the mellow skill of a famous sect. It doesn't depend on talent. It's like wine, the longer it gets, the more fragrant it is. As long as you keep practicing, you will be able to transform yourself in the future."

, a leopard becomes a material.”

A flash of joy flashed before Qin Lan's eyes. She was kind-hearted by nature and could easily trust others. Unknowingly, she had reached the point of worshiping this new prisoner.

You must know that from her perspective, You Chuiyun is much gentler than her senior brothers...

"I...I..." The little girl was a little anxious. She wanted to express her gratitude, but she couldn't say anything. In a moment of desperation, she actually knelt down in front of You Chuiyun.

You Chuiyun grabbed her wrist, lifted her up, and said seriously: "The first lesson, those who practice Changxiao swordsmanship have a groove in their chest, a chivalrous spirit in their courage, and even more gold in their knees. Don't do it at will."

Kneel down. Otherwise, you will lose the essence of swordsmanship."

Qin Lan stood up with a blushing face: "I'm sorry, I made a mistake again..."

"wrong."

You Chuiyun shook his head and said: "You did not make a mistake. As I said just now, this sword technique depends entirely on the user's breath. This breath will become weak because of your sighs and your submissiveness. What you have to do now

, just cheer up and show your energy."

"Ah...ah?"

You Chuiyun was indeed a little beaten in the head, but once he said something, it was difficult to follow him. He continued to say with great energy: "Stand up, stand up straight!"

Qin Lan was startled by You Chuiyun's sudden demeanor as a strict teacher, and quickly did as You Chuiyun said.

"Walk upright, sit upright, and stand upright! This spirit must be maintained at all times. The spirit comes from within. If a person is lazy all day long, then he is destined to achieve nothing!"

You Chuiyun became a teacher for the first time, but it was more than enough to deal with an inexperienced little girl.

"Tsk, did you hear that? Answer me!"

"yes……"

"Louder."

"yes!"

Qin Lan has never been so loud in his life, nor has his back been so straight.

——

Zhang Yingying looked at the wooden box on the table. She sat quietly for a long time, then opened it and saw a wooden hairpin placed in the box. The material was of the best quality, but it was wood after all, so it would not be expensive.

It also represents friendship, which is simple and not an exchange of interests.

"Growing up, early autumn..." Playing with this wooden hairpin, Zhang Yingying also knew the hidden meaning of Baili early autumn.

In the early autumn of Baili, how many people were named Baili in the entire imperial city? Are they from that big family? Who doesn't know the name of the eldest lady from a wealthy businessman's family?

Even when Baili Chuqiu was a child, his father deliberately let his daughter speak in simple terms, and she completely developed into a faceless lady... But when Baili Chuqiu grew up, she was famous for her beauty... The news that her father sent her out to run business routes spread throughout the capital.

Some people even say that when Baili Chuqiu left the capital, no other beauties were astonishing.

How could Zhang Yingying not know the true identity of Baili Chuqiu, a great beauty who became famous in the capital?

But she has always treated them as friends and besties, without benefiting from them at all. This is what she has always done deliberately... Baili Chuqiu also has a tacit understanding of never mentioning her own life experience, so both of them are good at pretending to be stupid.

.

Because they know that once interests are involved, this valuable friendship will eventually deteriorate.

"But..." Zhang Yingying grabbed the wooden hairpin and gently placed her head on the table, her voice sounding like a sob: "I really have no choice..."

But she suddenly raised her head, her eyes becoming firmer: "Isn't it just giving up your body? I am a bitch, so what's the use of all that self-esteem and arrogance? It's best to abandon them all... Even if Chuqiu can help me for a while,

You can’t help me forever!”

Having made up her mind, Zhang Yingying acted vigorously, otherwise she would not be able to control so many Taoism disciples.

When she came to the door, she seemed to have remembered something again, and changed into a very revealing outfit. The brilliance of the young woman's chest was as mouth-watering as white tofu... plus the tight wraps on the left and right.

, it’s like looking at flowers in the mist and looking at the moon in the water, and you have to touch it with your own hands.

After buying this dress, she was always too shy to put it on, so she kept it under the closet and gathering dust. Now she lightly sprinkled the perfume on it, and the dress was soft and wrinkle-free.

At this time, she was as plump as a fish.

Swiping her eyebrows, rouge and powder, she dressed up in front of the bronze mirror and looked at her face again. Fortunately, she was not old, but she seemed to have more wrinkles than in previous years...

When she was drawing her eyebrows, a tear dropped to the ground unconsciously.

——

At Nantianmen, the Tianmen Conference, which had been delayed by the Qi Pass rebellion at the Tomb of the Divine King, was held. Young elites from all over the country filed into the Nantianfeng campus.

The old and vigorous Liu Baimu is still in charge of the overall situation, and the rest of the leaders are here. After all, this is a conference that is held every ten years, so it is natural to overwhelm the venue.

Looking at the young elites from all over the world gathered together... Liu Baimu felt that one was the top and the other was big... This year was different from the past. The headmaster actually ordered that the world, regardless of the sects, would have a seat to enter the Tianmen Conference as long as they registered in advance.

, have a chance to get a place to enter Tianmen.

Therefore, this Tianmen Conference can be said to have swept the wind and clouds, shaking the nine states, not to mention the five major sects in the world. According to incomplete statistics, there were as many as three thousand sects participating in the conference... Such a large number of people naturally brought a mixed crowd.

Hidden danger.

Therefore, Liu Baimu's hair almost turned gray just because he was reviewing the details of all parties these days.

"—This time there will be no further postponement! I declare that the Tianmen Conference will be held for serious matters!"

Liu Baimu's Baizhang Dharma, like the sky and the earth, made a powerful sound, and there was a boiling sound below, while salutes also towered from the 108th Peak to the sky, and colorful flowers bloomed in the sky.

However, a house in Lanyue Peak was extremely quiet, with only a beautiful and thin figure caressing the strings under the pear blossoms.

The sound of the piano is like resentment, admiration, weeping and complaint.

After a while, Li Ziyu, the fourth master of Nantianmen, descended from the sky, and the figure moved slightly.

"Master..."

Li Ziyu stood there without speaking. In the shadow of the corner, her white clothes looked very abrupt.

"You Chuiyun..."

The thin woman's voice was hoarse, and it was obvious that the name she was chanting was the man she had been longing for.

Li Ziyu looked at his haggard apprentice, shook his head helplessly and said: "He is already dead, but you still can't cross this threshold... don't be stubborn."

This haggard woman is none other than Bai Qicai. After You Chuiyun was wiped out in the tomb of the God King, she fell into a trance... When she returned to the sect, she not only had no intention of practicing, but also frequently went crazy. If it weren't for

Li Ziyu was holding her down, and Bai Qicai might have died long ago during the practice.

Because of her apprentice's state, Li Ziyu also ordered her not to practice forcefully... She knew that her apprentice's emotional calamity did not dissipate because of the man's death, but penetrated deep into his bones.

If she were in the past, she would definitely force her apprentice to cut off her black hair, and would even go to Yaofeng to ask for Wangqing Shui, which has extremely side effects... However, she knew that even she could not escape Wang Luo's clutches in this life - the taste of love.

Bitter but sweet, it is one of the most cherished things in the world - Li Ziyu understood this and no longer struggled with it.

Now, she could only bite the bullet and educate Bai Qicai verbally.

"But Master..." Bai Qicai raised his face and smiled, but there were tears in his smile.

"I can't forget it..."

The cuddling between the two of them in the tomb of the God King... is the most unforgettable cherished feeling in Bai Qicai's life.

"Yuan Shen."

Li Ziyu suddenly said.

"Um?"

Li Ziyu said word by word, looking at Bai Qicai with burning eyes: "As long as you cultivate to the soul, you will have a chance to see You Chuiyun again."

Bai Qicai suddenly stood up, and the piano in front of him flipped over and fell to the ground, with all the strings broken.

She said in a daze: "Master, what did you say?"

"The sooner you break through to the soul, the sooner you can see him again."

"Master, didn't you say that he has..."

Bai Qicai covered her mouth, tears welled up in her eyes again. She couldn't even imagine that that person was still alive?

"He is not alive, but he is not completely lost either." Li Ziyu told the truth to his apprentice: "With your level of cultivation, you can't reach him now... and you don't have to worry about why he doesn't come to see you.

You. Because he has been locked up in the capital by the new emperor, and I'm afraid he will never have a chance to come out again."
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