The Self-cultivation of the Passerby Male Protagonist

It seems that grandpa was accidentally influenced by outside information.

After thinking about it, Youmeng can only come to such a helpless conclusion. It seems that because of her age, her grandfather has gradually entered the period that normal old people should enter.

"Ah, so it's a bird? The old man always remembers that it's a plane."

"No, grandpa, where did the plane come from at that time, it was a bird."

"Forget it, just treat it as a bird."

Under the insistence of his granddaughter, Soul Soul Yoji and No Majesty accepted the correction of the other party, although objectively speaking, Yomu was indeed right.

After finishing the explanation, Yaoji put down his teacup and stood up slowly. His figure was not considered tall, even if he stood upright, he was only a little taller than martial arts.

"It's not too late, let's get started."

"Hey, isn't there any preparatory steps?"

"Ready? What do you mean?"

"Eh... warm up, stretching or something?"

"Stretching exercises?"

Soul Yaoji raised the wooden sword leaning on the veranda, raised his brows in doubt and said:

"It seems that I have heard it somewhere, the old man is not very clear, does it have any effect?"

"Uh, probably to prevent damage, a sprain or something."

"A sprain? Seems like a pretty common injury."

"It's like this for you, but it will be very painful for me, right? I'm human."

"Really? How much pain would that possibly be?"

"Um……"

Unexpectedly, Soul Yaoji would ask such a question, Wu Ye really thought about it, and replied after a while:

"It's probably similar to eating a barrage of Reimu, if I'm not dead yet."

"Well, from Mr. Yakumo Zi, you seem to be an immortal existence. After receiving a large degree of damage, you will directly 'die' and then 'resurrect', and you don't seem to feel pain, do you?"

"Well, it is."

"Since that's the case, after the sprain, you just need to die and be resurrected."

Wu Ye pondered for a moment——

"...What you said seems to make sense, so let's start."

……

At this moment, in the White Jade Building in the underworld, Yuyuko and Yakumo Zi are observing the practice of Takeya and others through the gap.

"Hehe, Yaoji has really changed a lot."

Yuyuko smiled and watched Soul Yoji who was talking nonsense with Takeya in a serious manner:

"He was not such an easy person to get along with before. I was very hard at that time."

"Maybe it has something to do with getting older."

Not feeling that there was anything wrong with these words coming out of her mouth, Yakumozi asked inadvertently:

"How old is Yaoji?"

"I don't know. As far as I remember, he has always been serving as a court teacher. If you want to study it carefully, it was a long time ago."

"Forget it, it sounds troublesome."

"That's right."

Smiling slightly and skipping the topic, Yuyuko asked casually:

"By the way, Zi, why did you specially ask Yaoji to teach Wu Yejun?"

Looking at the friend beside her, Yuyuko's eyes were full of curiosity, but it was only curiosity:

"It's a lie to say that swordsmanship is relatively simple and practical, right? The swordsmanship of soul masters is mean in terms of difficulty."

"Yes, it is indeed meaningless for Wu Ye to learn swordsmanship. If you can't learn it, you will talk about it. It's useless if you don't have a weapon at hand."

Zi didn't deny it, facing her friend, she didn't hide anything:

"We just deliberately don't want Wu Ye to get in touch with the 'monster power' in him so early."

"why?"

"Because Wu also has the need to let us do this."

Squinting his eyes, Zi's brilliant pupils tightly wrapped Wu Ye's reflection like a cage in the abyss:

"All the exits of Gensokyo were sealed by that strange attack, but Takeya was still able to enter through the barrier as usual."

The corners of Yakumo Zi's mouth turned up slightly, and the aura emanating from her body at this moment made Yuyuko beside her feel a little palpitation, even strange.

"We are convinced that the only way to solve this 'mutation' is to rely on Wu Ye-jun, so before that, we must figure out what is special about him, or what he is 'what' ..."