I have many teachers

Chapter 400 The Taoist priest on the mountain, the past under the mountain (22)

"Oh? Don't want to learn my sword?"

The Taoist frowned slightly, and did not show any displeasure. With his right hand resting on his chin, he tilted his head and looked at Wang Anfeng with interest, and said:
"Then, what's the reason?"

"Don't say it, you don't like Taoist swordsmanship."

"Taoist, I, no, believe me."

The corners of his mouth are slightly raised, his smile is gentle, the lines of his face are extremely soft, without any rigidity, and with the moles of tears at the corners of his eyes, it is enough to imagine how charming his sister, who is a woman, is.

Wang Anfeng was speechless, pursed his lips, and after a long silence, he just said in a muffled voice:

"The younger generation is stupid."

The Taoist was helpless, looked at Wang Anfeng and shook his head again and again, and sighed with a smile:
"Sure enough, it's worthy of being raised by that awkward guy."

"I want you to say, is it so difficult to learn to win the swordsmanship taught by the leader all your life?"

Wang Anfeng's face froze slightly.

The Taoist looked at him with a smile, as if he thought his expression was very funny, and when Wang Anfeng recovered, he continued to speak, saying:
"However, I was found by the leader himself."

"You have also seen how unhappy he is. If you don't learn swords from me, are you afraid of offending him?"

"If you tell him that you don't want to learn swordsmanship other than his, I'm afraid you will be punished by Hao Sheng."

"He won't take your favor."

The corners of Wang Anfeng's mouth twitched slightly, and his face that had just eased became a little stiff again.

After more than three years of getting along with each other, time flows even slower in the world of Shaolin Temple. In fact, he and Mr. Ying probably spent more than five years together. After such a long time, he naturally knows what the priest said. Things are not very likely to happen, but things that are obvious.

The ancient Taoists seem to like to see others at a loss.

It was only when Wang Anfeng saw some pain in his forehead that he calmed down and said:
"That's not the case, little guy, I won't teach you how to use a sword."

"The way to win the chieftain's sword is also the best in the world. He asked me to come here. What he is looking for is my Wudang Zixiao Palace's way to control the sword with thunder. If it is pure swordsmanship, I probably don't think much of it. Eye-catching."

"I see that you also have the true energy of thunder in your body, so you simply passed on your technique of attracting thunder. After that, what kind of good fortune can you have, and which step you go, is it stronger or weaker than my Zixiao Palace swordsmanship? Depending on your chances."

"how?"

Wang Anfeng breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that there was finally a way out in front of him, he raised his hand to the Taoist priest who was resting on the table with one hand on the table, and said sincerely:

"Since that's the case, it's the best."

"Junior, thank you Daoist for completeness."

"Fulfillment? You really dare to say it, little guy..."

The ancient Taoist laughed lightly.

Wang Anfeng raised his eyes to look at him, and saw that the young Taoist priest was sitting in the middle of the bamboo grove with a strand of white hair curled up on his right finger, as if he might ride the wind and leave at any time.

After thinking about it, I couldn't help but speak, and said:
"Gu Daoist..."

The Taoist priest looked up at him and said with a smile:

"Huh? What's the matter?"

"Didn't you repent?"

"Little guy, we don't refine medicine in Wudang Mountain. If you are looking for Taoist priests who make alchemy, you should go to Kongtong. However, even in Kongtong Mountain, there is probably no such thing as regret medicine."

Wang Anfeng also read a lot of books in Fengzi Building, but among the famous Taoist mountains, he had never heard of the word "Kongtong". At this time, his mind was not here, and he simply didn't care about it. He just shook his head and said:
"The junior is not regretful, but there is one thing that I want to ask the Taoist priest."

The ancient Taoist put down his hands and said with a smile:

"What? You can, but it's okay."

Wang Anfeng breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, subconsciously turned around and looked around, then turned around, thought for a while, lowered his voice, and said:
"Daoist, is your sister beautiful?"

The Taoist was startled slightly, then laughed out loud, shook his head again and again, and said:
"What kind of problem are you?"

Wang Anfeng's eyes were full of searching, and he was not stupid, he had already guessed something from the conversation just now.

The boy's heart was really curious.

He couldn't figure out what kind of beauty it must be to make Mr. Ying change his mood, and what kind of woman it is to make Mr. Ying fall in love with him.

Come to think of it, she must be the most beautiful girl in the world.

"Very ordinary..."

The ancient Taoist smiled and broke Wang Anfeng's fantasy.

In order to make it easier for Wang Anfeng to understand, the Taoist put his palm on his chin and thought for a while, then suddenly his eyes lit up, he stretched out his index finger, waved it in front of Wang Anfeng's eyes, and said with a smile:
"That's all."

"Ten years ago, Hong Luoyu was brave enough to paint some rouge for the leader while he was asleep."

"Then the appearance and beauty of the leader will be higher than that of my sister."

"Wow ah ah ah ah ah..."

Just as the voice of the ancient Taoist fell, a scream came from the sky.

The sound paused, Wang Anfeng and the Taoist looked up in unison, and saw that the air in the sky was quickly pushed away, forming a viscous state visible to the naked eye, like a whirlwind, absorbing the clouds and mist, forming a long dragon. Vigorously, passing from the sky.

The bamboo forest on the back mountain of Shaolin shook violently.

The ancient Taoist stopped the vision as soon as he flicked his sleeves. He looked up at Hong Luoyu who was screaming and spiraling up into the sky, and his scalp was pulled back by the wind. He was amazed and said:
"interesting."

"I just talked about Hong Luoyu, and then I encountered a disaster. Could it be that winning the leader has already reached the level of sympathy between heaven and man, and everything is done by one's heart?"

Turning around, seeing Wang Anfeng's face full of bewilderment, he smiled and said:
"This matter is too far away from you, so don't mention it."

Wang Anfeng nodded, but silently recorded the four words of sympathy between heaven and man in his heart. After thinking about it, he found that something was a little strange, so he opened his mouth out of curiosity, and said:
"Then... Taoist priest, why did it take ten years ago?"

"I saw Mr.'s appearance, he is also very young..."

The ancient Taoist laughed, stretched out his fingers and tapped Wang Anfeng's heart lightly, and said leisurely:
"The appearance has not changed, but the heart is lovely, but it is already old."

"As the saying goes, the older you are, the less courageous you are."

"If I was the fledgling leader ten years ago, maybe Xiaodao would have a chance to become the master of my Wudang Zixiao Palace."

Wang Anfeng was stunned.

He couldn't keep up with the thinking speed of the delicate Taoist priest in front of him.

The ancient Taoist raised his hand and patted the top of the boy's head, and said with a smile:
"stupid."

"Little guy, look..."

"If he had won the leader ten years ago, he would definitely not have thought about so many shit, and would have gone directly to Hongguang Pavilion. If he had gone to Hongguang Pavilion, then my sister would not be disappointed. If my sister would not If you are disappointed, you will not get sick, and you will elope with that surnamed Ying."

"Once my sister leaves, who else in Zixiao Palace can be my opponent?"

"Then I am not the owner of Zixiao Palace?"

Wang Anfeng didn't understand, could it be that the palace master on Wudang Mountain was someone with high martial arts skills?Turning around in my mind, I nodded and said:

"It seems that Daoist Priest's elder sister's martial arts is even higher than that of Daoist Priest."

The Taoist looked at him and said with a smile:
"how can that be?"

Wang Anfeng was a little puzzled, and said:
"That……"

"You want to ask, why is my sister the palace master?"

The Taoist shook his head and said firmly:

"You must not have a sister."

"The so-called elder sister is someone who, even if she loses miserably outside, can lift the cover of her younger brother Tianling with one hand when she comes back..."

Wang Anfeng was dumbfounded.

The Taoist smiled and said:
"Speaking of which, my elder sister is not good-looking and has a very direct temper. She often makes people feel embarrassed. She also likes to laugh at others when they are embarrassed. She can't cook good food and likes to compete with others. She cares about every step No, it’s really not a good match.”

The ancient Taoist was a little helpless when he talked about himself, sighed and shook his head.

Wang Anfeng thought for a while and said:

"According to what the Taoist said, the respected sister should be straightforward, don't like red makeup, don't like kitchen counters, love her all her life, but only have a three-foot green front, walk in the rivers and lakes, never retreat half a point, like a famous sword people."

The Taoist was slightly startled, and couldn't stop laughing, saying:

"You really know how to pick good words."

Wang Anfeng shook his head, stood up, looked at the smiling Taoist priest, and said:

"Because I believe in sir, I understand."

"The person who can make my husband fall in love with him must be a peerless beauty."

This sentence is said with full confidence.

The smile on the ancient Taoist's face subsided, he looked Wang Anfeng up and down, suddenly shook his head and sighed, and with a wave of his sleeve, there was a strong wind, and two broken bamboos flew out of the large green bamboo forest.

One of them shot straight at Wang Anfeng.

Wang Anfeng was slightly stunned, took a step back, raised his hand in front of the green bamboo, relaxed his body, and exerted soft energy to remove all the strength on it, spread his five fingers, and held the green bamboo in his hand.

Looking up, the Taoist priest has also lazily stood up, wearing a gray Taoist robe, with snow-like long hair scattered behind his back, holding a sword in his right hand, and pointing diagonally at the ground.

"Master, this is..."

The Taoist laughed and said:

"Since I want to teach you martial arts, it is natural to know what level your current martial arts has reached, so that you can teach students in accordance with your aptitude, right?"

Holding the green bamboo, Wang Anfeng said:
"But this junior still has something to ask..."

"That's all for today."

"Didn't the seniors say that it's okay to say today?"

The ancient Taoist raised his hand and used the green bamboo as a sword, and said with a smile:
"Yeah, but it's okay to say."

"Of course you can say it, but whether I answer or not depends on my mood. This is what my Taoist said, 'follow my heart'."

"Little guy, look at the sword!"

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