Myriad Realms: Opening Decisive Battle at Bright Summit

Chapter 284 Fuck, master, please stop pretending, okay?
Wu Yazi said vaguely: "Very good, although you realized it very late, you finally realized it."

Su Xinghe respectfully said: "Master, the handsome, arrogant, talented young man next to me, who looks like a master, is the one who broke the Zhenlong chess game——Ling Feng."

Wu Yazi smiled mischievously, "Hehe, handsome and romantic? I haven't heard this word for a long time as a teacher, and I don't know if the standard of handsome and romantic has been lowered in the current era."

shit.

Wu Yazi, you are really good at acting.

Every sentence contains a deep meaning!
You Happy School, I'm afraid you are not the Happy School, but the Pretentious School!
I'm here to learn the Beiming Divine Art!
I'm not here to imitate you!
Because... I'm already awesome!

Ling Feng cupped his hands, bowed and saluted: "Junior Ling Feng, I pay my respects to Senior Wu Yazi, the senior has a spirit of immortality, like a god."

A satisfied smile appeared on the corner of Wu Yazi's mouth, "Yes, this voice is very pleasant, Ling Feng, right, come forward and let me take a good look at you."

"Yes."

Ling Feng walked ten steps in front of Wuyazi's jade bed.

Wu Yazi didn't open his eyes, and continued: "Come closer."

Ling Feng took another three steps forward.

Wu Yazi said: "Come closer."

Ling Feng took another three steps forward.

Wu Yazi said: "Come closer."

shit.

Come closer, do you think this is "Approaching Science"?

If you get closer to me, I will sleep on your bed!
While Ling Feng complained secretly, he continued to approach Wu Yazi.

It wasn't until Wu Yazi was only one step away that Wu Yazi finally opened his eyes slowly.

Ling Feng was slightly taken aback.

Wu Yazi's eyeballs were cloudy, and his pupils turned white!
This is... a cataract.

shit.

No wonder it made me come so close.

No wonder he kept his eyes closed.

This severe cataract can't be seen even with open eyes.

I missed you, old man. I thought you were pretending, but it turned out that you really couldn't see clearly.

Also, your ethereal tone... probably bronchitis?
Wu Yazi opened his eyes wide, and took a deep breath, "Sure enough, Yushu is facing the wind, handsome and romantic! Not bad! Xinghe, you have been dull all your life, but you have become so smart in the end! Good! You The cleverness at this moment offsets all the stupidity in your life."

Su Xinghe said excitedly: "Thank you for the compliment, Master, Xinghe... woo woo woo... I'm so happy."

Su Xinghe actually started crying.

How many years has it been since I heard the praise from Master.

Wu Yazi said in an ethereal tone: "You should thank Ling Feng, it is because of his appearance that you are no longer dull."

"Yes! Thank you, Mr. Ling!" Su Xinghe wholeheartedly bowed to Ling Feng to the ground.

Ling Feng hurriedly returned the gift, "Senior Su, you don't have to be polite, this is just a matter of little effort for me."

Wu Yazi nodded in satisfaction, "That's right, even the tone of his speech is quite reminiscent of my youthful charm! Isn't such a person exactly the kind of talent my Xiaoyao faction is looking for?"

Wu Yazi looked at Ling Feng again and again, "That's great! It's really handsome and romantic! The bones are good, tsk tsk, and the temperament is also good! Especially this appearance, it is clearly born according to my youthful appearance."

shit.

We're not familiar with Wu Yazi, so don't take advantage of me.

Ling Feng cleared his throat and said, "Senior praised you, senior is the most handsome person in the world."

Wu Yazi laughed, "Not bad, not bad, Ling Feng, you are not only handsome, but the most important thing is that you have good taste and taste! Well, it's you, kneel down and kowtow to me!"

What the hell are you kowtowing to?
A man has gold under his knees, so I have dignity, okay?

Seeing that Ling Feng was hesitant, Su Xinghe on the side hurriedly said: "Young Master Ling, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! Don't miss it! There are so many people in this world who can't get what they want!"

Sounds like infomercials.

I heard Wu Yazi continue: "If you kowtow to me, you are worshiping me as a teacher. I will pass on all the 73 years of Xiaoyao Gong in my body to you, and pass on to you the head of the Xiaoyao Sect. Since then, Xiaoyao Sect has honored you, Tianshan Lingjiu, Hangu Eight Friends, 36 caves, and 72 islands, all belong to your name, Beiming Shengong, Xiaowuxianggong, Tianshan Zhemeishou, Tianshan Liuhezhang, Lingbowei step, tortoise breath Dafa, I will teach you."

Pfft!
Ling Feng knelt down on the ground and kowtowed three times, "Master, please be respected by disciple Ling Feng!"

"Okay! Very good! Very smart!" Wu Yazi said: "Ling Feng, from now on, you are my Wu Yazi's closed disciple! Come, bow to your senior brother Su Xinghe!"

Ling Feng got up immediately, and bowed deeply to Su Xinghe, "Hello senior brother, you're being polite!"

"Good! Good!" Su Xinghe turned sideways quickly, expressing humility.

"Okay," Wu Yazi took a deep breath, "My time as a teacher is numbered, Xinghe, go out and protect us. I want to talk to Feng'er alone about the next thing."

"Yes!" Su Xinghe knew that Wu Yazi was ready to pass on all his life's skills to Ling Feng, so he was naturally saddened.

Of course, it's not because of the ownership of the free and unfettered skills. His usual hobbies are piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and he has no interest in the free and unfettered skills. What he cares about is Wu Yazi's life and death.

Wu Yazi was already in a state of exhaustion, relying on the turtle's breathing technique to support him, if he continued to teach the technique, he would definitely not be able to survive.

This aspect will be the eternal secret between their master and apprentice.

Su Xinghe knelt down respectfully, knelt three times and kowtowed nine times to Wu Yazi.

He knew that Master never liked to hear sad words, so he endured it and didn't say a word.

After kneeling down, Su Xinghe staggered out of the Paradise.

Only at this time, Ling Feng could see Su Xinghe's old age.

Su Xinghe is a good person.

Ling Feng was quite touched.

After Su Xinghe left.

Ling Feng cupped his hands and said to Wu Yazi: "Master, although I didn't have any sects before, I had a few adventures from heaven. I was lucky enough to learn a Nine Suns magical skill, which can heal internal injuries. In addition, I still have a few big scorpions. Dan, it can also repair trauma, Master might as well let the disciples have a try."

Wu Yazi smiled slightly, "Feng'er, although you and I have just met each other as master and apprentice, your kindness warms my heart. It's just... the wounds of my master can't be healed even by myself. In the world, any kind of cultivation method and pill can't cure it."

"Master, you..."

Master, you are so aggressive, so don't pretend to be aggressive, okay?
Ling Feng complained secretly.

Wu Yazi sighed: "The injury of being a teacher is not only internal injury, external injury, poisonous injury, but also...heartache."

Oh.

Well, it hurts my heart, the Nine Suns Divine Art really can't cure it.

Then Wu Yazi said again: "Feng'er, do you know why, as a teacher, I have become so inhuman and ghostly?"

Ling Feng said: "Master, please don't say that. Although you are blind and paralyzed now, you are still a fairy. You are handsome and handsome. If you are neither human nor ghost, then the group of people outside will They are all ugly ghosts in the [-]th floor of hell."

"Hahaha!" Wu Yazi smiled heartily, raised his head and looked sideways at 45 degrees, "Feng'er, you haven't seen what he looked like before becoming a teacher, but if you have seen what he looked like when he was young, you will understand why. What the teacher said just now is not bragging at all. The current appearance of the teacher is equivalent to disfigurement compared with before."

Fuck, master, please stop pretending, okay?
I'm here to learn the Beiming Divine Art!

Don't learn magic skills, but pretend to be coercive.

Ling Feng was about to cry.

(End of this chapter)