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Zheng!

Buzz!

The duel between the master and his apprentice is a thrilling one.

Fengyun Sword Technique also produced bursts of fire against the Lin family's marksmanship.

Ginger is old and spicy.

In the end, Zhao Yun was defeated.

However, his master also won extremely embarrassingly.

"I lost." Zhao Yun smiled and then sheathed his sword.

"After a while, I'm afraid I will only get beaten as a teacher." Coach Lin smiled, put down his spear, and took the sword in Zhao Yun's hand.

How high his vision is! He can clearly see how extraordinary this sword is.

If it weren't for the finest iron, how could such a good sword be made?

"Qinghong Steel?" Coach Lin touched his chin and glanced at the blacksmith.

"A few days ago, Mr. Wang delivered it." The blacksmith smiled and did not hide it.

"As expected of a rich man, what a arrogant person!"

Coach Lin was very sad and felt very sorry.

He had known that the Wang family had Qinghong Steel, but he had been declined several times after asking.

That's right, this thing is extremely precious, and most people really can't afford it.

Fortunately, his disciple forged a good sword from the Qinghong Steel he didn't get.

"Where did you learn your swordsmanship?" Instructor Lin asked after looking at Qinghong.

"Brought from the old gentleman's house."

Zhao Yun chuckled and took out half of "Wind and Cloud Sword Art".

When Teacher Lin saw this, he raised his eyebrows again. He was afraid that he and his disciple had been fighting for most of the night, but his sword skills were not yet complete. If it were perfect, he would probably lose.

"Good old scholar." Coach Lin took a deep breath.

Douzhi Private School

The old gentleman likes to collect ancient books and is addicted to books as much as his life.

Unexpectedly, there are also martial arts secret books. Why didn't he go shopping before?

Shopping or not, he saw it all this time.

The disciple is not stingy, so he lends me the sword skills.

He is a martial arts fanatic, so he naturally regards this secret book as a treasure.

It would be even more perfect if the second half of "Wind and Cloud Sword Art" could also be found.

The next day,

After an afternoon, Zhao Yun went to look for the old scholar again.

I really couldn't stand the nagging of the half-immortal, so I asked my husband for a book.

"You kid..."

In front of his granddaughter, the old scholar spoke righteously and sternly.

When he failed to get the book, Zhao Yun was slapped on the face and given a lesson.

The depressing thing was that the half-immortal was busy working most of the night and couldn't catch anything.

Boom!

A few days later, the sky was covered with dark clouds again, with lightning and thunder.

After clearing the land for cultivation, the fields were in urgent need of rain for watering.

Ever since, Zhao Yun started to practice again and showed off his skills.

Different from the last time, this time he prayed for rain and he felt dizzy for several days.

Not every time you change your weather conditions rashly, your merits will be offset and you will have to suffer a little.

"Master, your hall is dark!"

In the small courtyard of the Zhao family, Zhao Yun picked up Coach Lin's forehead and looked at it again and again.

No kidding, the master's Yintang is indeed very dark these days.

For this reason, he also found Ye Banxian, who reached the same conclusion as him.

Sure enough, Coach Lin fell ill that night.

His illness is very strange. He seems to be suffering from cold and often falls asleep.

Sorry.

Even when I woke up, I felt listless.

In the past, he was very prosperous.

Looking back now, he doesn't even have the strength to hold a gun.

The doctor came to see me once and prescribed some medicine, but he didn't feel any better at all.

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On the contrary, Ye Banxian's expression of holding his hands was quite meaningful.

"I'm afraid I'm being lowered." Zhao Yun whispered.

The half-immortal said nothing and glanced up and down at his little disciple.

It works! This kid can do it! He can actually see things that even he is not sure about.

That's right, it's a witchcraft that casts a spell on people.

This is strange. In a place as big as Wutong Town, there are still people who know how to perform witchcraft?

Or is it that Coach Lin's enemies are secretly looking for someone to plot against him?

"Master, is there any way to solve this problem?" Zhao Yun tugged at the half-immortal.

"It depends on the practitioner's skill, whether he is good or not."

Ye Banxian mused, there are many talented people in the witchcraft industry.

He does know how to crack it, but he is not good at it. If he is overpowered by that person, there is nothing he can do about it.

"Stay here."

Ye Banxian'er left a message and went back to get the guy.

When he came back, he also brought the granddaughter of the old scholar.

"You've never slept with anyone, right?" the half-immortal said seriously.

"No." With just one word, the beautiful eyes that Wan Xin said were on fire.

Such as this question, this old half-immortal has asked her all the way.

If she hadn't been reading poems and books while taking a nap, she wouldn't have been able to curse or do anything that was disgraceful to Wen.

Otherwise, this old Taoist priest will definitely be killed

Go into the ditch, how could you ask such disrespectful questions at such a young age?

"It's okay if you don't."

Ye Banxian was thick-skinned and didn't blush at all.

Mr. Zhao is even more troubled. He doesn't even understand what kind of book "Plum in the Green Ping" is, and he doesn't know what "Feng Hua Xue Yue" is.

"Two boy-like bodies, with symmetrical horoscopes. Well, they are enough."

Ye Banxian was mumbling, setting up the table and picking up the charms.

He may be a bit old and disrespectful, but there are some things that it is necessary to ask clearly. If something goes wrong, Coach Lin will not be as simple as being in a daze, and he will not wake up until he is safe.

It was a matter of human life, so there was no reason for him to be careless.

"Here, get it."
To be continued...