Bad Master: Disciple, don't make trouble, you are pregnant!

Wei Canglan took the "Biography of Spiritual Things" and led Wei Xiaohua out of the scripture pavilion. He looked at the sunset in the mountains in the distance and showed a satisfied smile.

Get well, folks.

Get better together.

Thinking about it, he planned to make Xiaohua transform and go back to cook quickly.

Just at this moment, a figure suddenly ran towards this side.

While running, he waved and shouted:
"Master! Second seat!"

"Master Canglan!"

Who else?
Don't delay me going back to dinner!
Wei Canglan was displeased, but he still had to put on a calm and indifferent look.

He turned around slowly and looked at the figure.

I saw a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, with unhealed wounds on his face, and a youthful look in his eyes, running towards this side.

Wei Canglan couldn't help but twitch his eyebrows.

Who is this comparison...

Why does it feel so familiar?
It was only when the man ran closer that Wei Canglan noticed that the young man was carrying a Daguan knife several feet long on his back!

Flaming saw!

WDNMD!

Su Wudao!
No wonder looking at it from afar, it feels like the hero of a fantasy novel is running over.

It turned out to be the fuck you kid!

Wei Canglan sneered in his heart.

Why are you looking for me again?

Are you bothered?
I heard that last time you lay down on the Green Bamboo Peak for three days and three nights!
Su Wudao ran over, without bowing, but with the heroic spirit of a person in the world, he cupped his fists and said:
"I have seen Master Canglan."

"What's the matter, disciple Wudao?"

Wei Canglan said lightly, but there was neither happiness nor sadness on his face.

nonsense!

Can I be happy?

This Su Wudao is such a template for the protagonist, I will be annoyed when I see him!

Su Wudao looked at Wei Canglan, recalled the scene where Wei Canglan killed him in seconds without even drawing a knife, scratched his head in embarrassment and said:

"Master Canglan, since the last time I performed martial arts with you, Wudao has learned some truths from it."

"In the past few days, my cultivation has improved."

Improvement?

Then what are you looking for me for?
Fighting again?

roll roll roll!
I don't have time to talk to you.

"Hehe, congratulations Wudao."

Wei Canglan congratulated.

Damn, no matter how upset you are, you still have to say something nice.

Ah!
Idol burden is so annoying!
"Thank you, Master!"

Su Wudao nodded heavily, and continued to speak, but his tone was somewhat lacking:
"Master, that time I comprehended your mysterious sword, Wudao studied hard every day, re-examined my own sword technique, and finally found something!"

"Oh?"

Wei Canglan was slightly puzzled and seemed curious.

But actually...

How the hell did you find something to do with Lao Tzu?
Do not you upset!
Come on, please!
"The disciple discovered that Wudao has always entered into a misunderstanding of cultivation, that is, when the disciple challenges the strong, he always focuses too much on his own sword technique, and does not pay attention to the opponent's movements, dao rhyme, and aura."

"Especially that sword of yours, it also made me understand that saber technique and sword technique are actually the same. My disciple always regards this flame saw as a dead thing, not a living thing. Not as high as your sword."

no……

Su Wudao, what are you talking about?
This seat does not understand.

What dead, alive...

Isn't your weapon just a lump of iron?
What, is it still your wife?
Emmmm…

Wei Canglan thought of the world he lived in before.

That world is interesting.

Someone mistook a gun for a wife.

Some people regard the boat as their wife.

Of course, it is more common to regard Gundam and paper figurines as wives.

Some even married virtual divas.

Nothing new.

Su Wudao regards his Guan Dao as his wife, which is also quite good.

Ok……

Respecting the XP of others is a kind of cultivation.

Wei Canglan shook his head, smiled at Su Wudao, and didn't intend to continue talking about these useless things with him, so he said:
"I am very pleased that the disciples of Wudao can realize such a true meaning."

"With your aptitude, even if you don't want to become a great immortal cultivator in the future, you must be a great general galloping on the battlefield."

"Big, big general..."

Hearing this, Su Wudao was slightly taken aback, muttering and repeating.

I think he was fighting on the border at the beginning, but unfortunately he was a miscellaneous soldier.

But it also killed hundreds of enemies.

Now being mentioned by Wei Canglan, memories of the past suddenly flooded into his mind.

Su Wudao raised his eyes and looked at Wei Canglan very sincerely, with an excited expression.

He suddenly felt that his master Xun Wenhong didn't understand him.

On the contrary, this talented master knows his heart better!

Master, you really understand me very well!
Men should make meritorious deeds on the battlefield!

He clenched his fists, looked at Wei Canglan and said:
"Master, do you also think I should return to the battlefield?"

what?
When did I say that!
I will be polite to you!

Almost got it!
I'm going back to cook, don't bother me, okay?

Everything you say is right, right?
Ah yes!

Correct!
Everything you say is right!
Correct!
Just one word!
Thinking about it, Wei Canglan blurted out:

"Correct!"

After receiving such a sonorous and extremely firm answer, Su Wudao was stunned again, and even tears welled up in his eyes.

at last!

Finally someone can understand me!
Su Wudao was moved, but he was still a little embarrassed, and after a long time he said:
"But my disciple's master, Chief Xun Wenhong, doesn't think so... He said that I, a mighty Cangxing cultivator, insisted on running to participate in the battle among mortals. Bullying the weak..."

Wei Canglan understood these words.

Xun Wenhong?

He is just a few!

Do you see what he said in human language?
There is a war on the border of Dayu, and the common people are in dire straits, but he is making sarcastic remarks here!
But Wei Canglan actually understood Xun Wenhong better.

This guy probably said this to keep Su Wudao, afraid that this kid would really give up his cultivation and run back to the battlefield.

Xun Wenhong is just such a famous disciple, he is still a good seedling, and he cannot let Su Wudao run away.

That's why I say so.

Xun Wenhong's temper is a bit harsh, but he is not so far from abandoning the common people.

Seeing that Wei Canglan didn't reply for a long time, Su Wudao felt a little uneasy:
"Master Canglan, do you think so too?"

Wei Canglan was pulled back from his thoughts, with a sad expression, shook his head and said:
"Looking at the sword with the light on while drunk, dreaming of returning to the company of blowing horns..."

"Prosperity, the people suffer, death, the people suffer..."

After a few words, Wei Canglan looked up at the sky again, with a lonely expression:
"The border of Dayu is tight. I, Cang Xing, have also sent many disciples. I also want to go to the battlefield from time to time. Not to mention how many enemies I have killed, at least I can protect the people of one side."

"But the chief seats are afraid that something will happen to me, so they always protect this seat, and don't let me do this, and don't give up my seat... Sigh..."

"Do you know the difficulties of this seat?"

Hearing what Wei Canglan said, Su Wudao was also shocked.

really!

Sure enough, Master Cang Lan thought so too.

A good man should be on the battlefield, shrouded in horse leather!Immortal achievement!
Do not!
Master Canglan didn't want to make meritorious deeds!
His eyes are talking!
He is saying that he is going there to protect the people!

It turns out that Master is the same as me!
Su Wudao was so excited that he almost grabbed Wei Canglan's hand.