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Volume 5: Like a Banquet Chapter 32: Master and Discipleship

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    The wheelchair was set up behind the carriage.  Su Xinghe and Xue Muhua took over the important task of driving.  Wu Yazi was dressed in black and sitting deep in the carriage. Although he was over ninety years old, under the light of the dim lantern, he looked to be in his forties at most, which was much younger than the pair of disciples and disciples outside the carriage.  Quite a few.  Near the car door, Chu Feng relaxed his legs and looked at Dichen who had lost the hilt of his sword in the scabbard, feeling a little sorry for Master Huang Mei.  The old monk gave him an iron sword, but in less than half a year, not only the scabbard was destroyed, but now even the hilt was gone. Speaking of which, if the poison Ding Chunqiu used was more weird, he might even have the entire iron sword.  It¡¯s all gone.  Mu Wanqing knelt down next to Chu Feng respectfully, and took a peek at the young old man. She still found it strange.  Wu Yazi looked at Chu Feng who was silent and asked with a smile: "Without the antidote, you don't even call me Master?" Chu Feng said in a very irritable tone: "Senior Qiu Shui, I have to find you.  I can get the antidote." Wu Yazi shook his head slightly and said, "I lived in a secluded corner thirty years ago. How could I still think that a young master would come to me for help?" But he couldn't help but think:  "I'm running away. Didn't you see it?" "How can I be a master in front of you? It's thanks to you that I didn't get poisonous when I met the old monster Xingxiu.  Go to sleep, otherwise you will be in big trouble." Chu Feng said seriously, but this was purely to deceive the old man who didn't know the specific situation - if he didn't wake up in time tonight, he would probably be there by dawn.  Then Yun Mengze was stunned.  Then, if there is a chance, you can go to Xingxiu Sea to save people?  Or, simply collect the corpses of these two masters and apprentices who together were over 150 or 60 years old.  "The antidote is not hard to find." Wu Yazi was actually in a pretty good mood today. His traitor Ding Chunqiu was injured and retreated from the dust. Although it can't be said that a big revenge was avenged, it can be said that he "vomited a little resentment."  The only drawback is that this boy is not his disciple. He has only a few years left to live. He asked a bit directly, "You really don't want me to be your teacher?"  ." Chu Feng said seriously.  Li Qiushui thought that Chu Feng was Wu Yazi's disciple, and Wu Yazi's thoughts were similar to hers. However, when the two met, they learned that they had been teased by this young man at their age, and he became furious.  Getting up is no joke.  Chu Feng hid the secret from Li Qiu Shui once, but this time he simply told Wu Yazi about the secret book.  Xue Muhua outside the carriage didn't know whether he suddenly became bolder or whether his master Su Xinghe encouraged him again after hearing what he said. He said: "Master, the Northern Sect of Infinite Sword has been massacred. Now only  Uncle Master is the only one left." "This saves a lot of time" Wu Yazi said something very discordant.  Su Xinghe outside the car did not recognize Chu Feng as an outsider, and said: "Junior brother Chu, although the Wuliangjian North Sect is where you were born, the important responsibility of inheriting this sect's magical skills has to fall on your shoulders." Chu Feng  Feng Dao: "What is the meaning of this statement?" Su Xinghe said: "Senior Brother's eight disciples led me astray, and Senior Brother's entry was even more of a wrong path. My mentor is a martial arts master, and I have never even touched the surface of my brother.  Otherwise, it would be Ding Chunqiu's turn to make trouble." There was a hint of threat in his words, implying that there was a big enemy outside, Ding Chunqiu, but he would never speak out about it.  Chu Feng smiled and said, "Don't mention that guy again. He's scaring my wife. I'm not done with you." There was a smile inside and outside the car. Su Xinghe, who was old enough to be Mu Wanqing's grandfather, looked at him seriously. "  "Brothers and sisters" apologized Chu Feng said sternly: "Being able to be valued by seniors is really a blessing gained from Chu Feng's previous life. However, the Beizong's great hatred has not been avenged, and the matter of becoming a disciple must be reported to Master Gu first.  Senior, please take a closer look!" "That's how it should be." Seeing him relenting, Wu Yazi stopped pushing him and said, "You really only know how to use swordsmanship?" Chu Feng said, "Hmm."  "I have spent several years working hard on the same sword, and I have no time or inclination to learn anything else." Wu Yazi only asked: "If someone wants to fight you now, how will you fight against the enemy?" Chu Feng  He glanced at Dichen in the scabbard and said, "With Lingbo Weibu and Beiming Divine Skills, I can at least be invincible." Wu Yazi nodded and said, "If the traitor is here,  "Where is that?" "Old Monster Xingxiu?" Chu Feng saw Wu Yazi nodded and asked directly, "Where did he learn that poisonous skill?" Wu Yazi didn't answer, but his face turned slightly red.  : It¡¯s always a bit embarrassing to be dealt with by one¡¯s apprentice.  Chu Feng was actually quite surprised, regardless of whetherAmong the three old men of their generation, and the nine people from Su Xinghe's lineage, none of them relied on the Poison Kung Fu to travel around the world. He said: "If we can know the flaws in his Poison Kung Fu, we can target the enemy. No.  If you know, his magic power is probably not easy to deal with." Chu Feng remembered that Wu Yazi directly said not to absorb Ding Chunqiu's internal energy.  Wu Yazi patted his legs, but did not say anything about the legs, and said, "Why don't you use Lingbo Weibu?" "With you guys here, if I run away, how can I leave you to him?  ?" Chu Feng smiled, "Speaking of which, am I practicing this skill wrong? Senior Qiu Shui didn't like it when I was in Dali." "I'm a craftsman," Wu Yazi said ruthlessly.  Li Qiushui once said, "However, as long as you practice diligently, no one will say that you are not practicing correctly in the future." Chu Feng said: "Is there any secret?" "Didn't I tell you a long time ago?  "Wu Yazi asked back, and then he looked at Chu Feng's confused face and said, "If you don't seek the essence of Shen Dharma, it will ultimately be the method of Yuan Mu." When Chu Feng heard this, he said.  He blurted out: "The mind follows the movement." Wu Yazi smiled slightly and said, "Only when you have mastered the kung fu to your own level can it be considered a small success." When Chu Feng wanted to speak again, Wu Yazi seemed to be tired.  He came up, closed his eyes and said, "If there's anything, let's wait until Yunmeng arrives." When Yunmeng arrived, Xue Muhua had already taken care of the soft silk ropes in the Three Treasures of the Stars, lifted up a corner of the car curtain, and handed it to Chu Feng  Come over.  It's just that the word "star" on the iron ring that was originally tied to the soft silk rope and used to exert power seemed to have offended the master and the apprentice who were driving the car, and they threw it somewhere.  Chu Feng looked at the nearly transparent roll of silk, and then at the iron sword in his arms that had lost its hilt, and thought nonchalantly: "Is this going to be tied up and played with flying swords?"  The two masters and apprentices outside had taken down the wheelchair hanging from the back of the car. Su Xinghe said, "Master, we're here." Under the first ray of sunshine in the morning, the clouds fell in the eyes of Chu Feng, who got off the car first.  In Mengze, apart from the reeds that have not yet come into bloom, there is only the vast expanse of water.  There was a thunderstorm last night, and there was still a bit of fog lingering on the water.  Amid the mist, a man came on a boat.  To be continued.  )
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