I really want to be a cook

As you said, people cannot help themselves in the rivers and lakes.

There are only two kinds of people who want to retire from the arena and wash their hands in the golden basin.

One is the dead, and the other is the invincible.

May I ask who is invincible in the world?

Heh, retiring from the world is always a joke!

The master wants to stay out of it, but will others allow it?

Master, don't lie to yourself. "

"Besides, the master can also think in a good direction. If one day, the master's students are all over the court, the world will respect the master as a literary sage.

The inheritance and thoughts of Junzi Pavilion have been passed down to the whole world by the master. I think that the patriarch of Junzi Pavilion who was underappreciated in his talent and set the ancestral precepts of never entering the court as an official should also praise the master for being blue and better than blue.

At that time, it doesn't matter whether the name Junzige exists or not.

Because of its ideology, its inheritance has long been integrated into the culture of the whole world.

The way of martial arts is immortal, the way of humanity is immortal, and the spirit of Junzige will last forever! "

The master had to admit that what Jiang Ping said was really deceptive.

The whole world is respected as a sage of literature, and the thought of Junzige is remembered by history and spread to later generations. These achievements are the dream of every scholar.

What's more, it's Junzi Pavilion, which has always regarded itself as talented but underappreciated.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Master knew that as a Jianghu person, the fame of these works had nothing to do with him.

This is not because he has no talent or learning, the reason is very simple, because he is not orthodox.

What is orthodox?

What is accepted and encouraged by the rulers is orthodoxy.

What the ruler needs is order and stability, but the rivers and lakes are obviously not.

As long as his people are still in the arena, he will not be recognized for a day.

But if it is true as Jiang Ping said, after he changed his identity, then everything has a chance to be established.

This is not only to rectify his name, but also to rectify the name of Junzi Pavilion.

In this way, it may not be an opportunity, but an opportunity belonging to Junzige.

"I've heard for a long time that Mr. Jiang is eloquent. With a clever mouth, he can be worth a hundred thousand troops. Seeing him today, his reputation really lives up to his reputation."

The master stroked his beard and smiled for the first time.

"but……"

The master stood up from his seat, his aura pierced through the sky, and a majestic long river appeared in the void behind him, painting thousands of miles of beautiful mountains and rivers, and a myriad of majestic scenes.

The master climbed up to the sky, stretched out his hand to invite the battle, and his voice spread all over the world:

"Junzige has never had a tradition of surrendering without a fight. Scholars of my generation, why would we regret a fight!"

"Master Jiang, please!"

Jiang Ping's expression suddenly changed.

Old man, can't you afford it? !

Chapter 2 Although it is not as good as one-tenth of Jiang Mou, it is enough to face the master (5/[-])

"Master, the Master is here!"

Fell into panic and didn't know what to do, many college students cheered when they saw the figure in the sky who was old but still as imposing as before.

With the master here, the gentleman's pavilion will not be afraid.

Not only the students, but even the lecturers and gentlemen in the academy breathed a sigh of relief.

Now that the master has appeared, it means that things are not at their worst yet.

Don't look at the usual master who doesn't show his mountains and dews, but who doesn't know that he is the magic needle of Junzi Pavilion.

But who is Mr. Jiang who can invite Master to personally invite him to fight?

Some people thought.

At this moment, Mr. Jiang, who was missed by many students and teachers in the academy, was looking bitterly at the holy master in the sky.

The corner of Jiang Ping's mouth twitched again and again, wanting to scold something but feeling that it would hurt his demeanor.

He is a big shot now, so he can say any dirty words in secret, but it's a little unreasonable to say it in person.

But the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and in the end he almost couldn't make his mouth crooked with anger.

We had a good talk, what to fight.

And shouted so loudly that everyone can see it now.

This is not bullying.

Didn't know he was a cripple now...

Well, yes, I am a useless person!

At this moment, Jiang Ping felt suddenly enlightened, and his eyes were bright.

He shyly smiled flatteringly at Dong who had been behind him for a long time as the background board:

"Ahem, daughter-in-law, give me face in front of outsiders, and I may say something inappropriate later, so don't get angry."

"I will make amends to you when I go back."

Jiang Ping clasped his hands together and made a bow, with an obedient and resigned look.

Then he whispered:

"Later, you will have to fight the old man a few tricks."

"Don't worry, he doesn't dare to do anything serious. If this old man dares to hurt a single hair of your hair, I'll take him all over the place.

No one can bully my woman. "

Dong looked at Jiang Ping, and he didn't know what was hidden in his cold eyes.

"it is good."

"Give me some real energy." Jiang Ping said softly.

Dong put his palm on Jiang Ping's back, and obediently let his true energy pass.

As soon as the true energy entered his body, Jiang Ping felt refreshed, as if he could go to heaven and earth immediately.

However, Jiang Ping knew that this was an illusion. Given the current state of his body, this qi was just a drop in the bucket, and he couldn't keep it at all, and it would dissipate after a while.

So he seized the time, circulated his true energy, and the sound was added to the amplifier, and it was also spread all over the place.

"Master Jiang is not very honored to invite you to fight."

"It just so happens that Jiang's wife is a bit eager for skills and wants to fight on behalf of Jiang.

She also had a few tricks taught by Jiang, although it was not one-tenth of Jiang's, but if she wanted to compete with her master and help the fun, it was fine. "

"However, master, don't be careless. If you can't even beat Jiang's wife, then don't mention the invitation to fight with Jiang."

"Dongyue, you go, and learn from the master's tricks."

Dong watched Jiang Ping's stiff-mouthed performance for a while, and couldn't help but twitch his lips and eyes, revealing a faint smile.

She didn't expect Jiang Ping to apologize in advance because of this matter.

Obviously she wouldn't care.

But being reminded by Jiang Ping beforehand, she felt inexplicably good.

After she decided to go back, just as Jiang Ping said, let him apologize to herself again.

Thinking of it this way, she felt inexplicably happier.

She stretched out her hand to grab it, and Qiu Daoyu, who was standing guard on the outside, felt a sudden suction force. He wanted to resist, but when he saw that it was Dong who attacked him, the true energy in his body immediately died down, and he obediently captured him.

This is the mistress, and she is the most capable mistress. If you dare to resist, you are asking for trouble.

He, Lao Qiu, is also a man of vision.

"Protect your son."

Qiu Daoyu only heard such a sentence, and saw Dong's figure soaring into the air, suppressed by an extremely cold iceberg, rolling up thousands of piles of snow, and heading towards the master.

Thinking of Dong's face that had just disappeared in a flash, he and Jiang Ping looked at each other.

"My lord, I seemed to see Miss Dong smiling just now."

Jiang Ping also nodded blankly: "I saw it too."

Then he patted his thigh, reacted and said:

"It seems that even if this young master is abolished, his charm is invincible. Seeing that there is no Lao Qiu, a beautiful iceberg will laugh now just because he stays by my side.

What's this?This is love!

Ma De, the more you think about it, the worse you will be. If it weren't for Qi Ye, a bastard, I would be powerless now, and I can't even move a beautiful woman by my side.

No, if you don't let him call you brother next time you meet, you will lose a lot of money in this business. "

Qiu Daoyu: "..."

He didn't see the charm or anything, but the thickness of this skin is still the same as before.

As expected of the son he is familiar with.

Not only is he thick-skinned, but the speed of his thinking is still unpredictable.

And what the hell is calling brother?

Is the young master playing so flamboyantly with the Seven Nights Demon Lord in private?

……

high in the air.

The master saw the attack from the east, and the biting cold almost covered the mighty river behind him with a layer of frost.

He couldn't help being on guard secretly, because this was enough to show that Dong's martial arts true spirit power was somewhat stronger than his.

The master didn't believe what Jiang Ping said about insider skills, but he gave some pointers.

With just a few moves, he will be in the realm of a great master. With this kind of strength that makes him feel threatened, like a thorn in his back, he also wants to be pointed out.

However, fighting against the enemy is the most taboo to be distracted. The master quickly sorted out his thoughts and regained a clear mind.

Although he admits defeat to Jiang Ping, he also wants to lose vigorously, instead of being said by later generations that he would surrender without saying a word or slashing a sword.

If he doesn't even have the courage to fight, he is not worthy to be the master of Junzi Pavilion.

Even if he knows that this battle is over, he may destroy the friendship between Junzi Pavilion and Jiang Ping.

But a gentleman does something and doesn't.

If he doesn't fight this battle, he won't be able to pass his own level.

Surrender without bloodshed doesn't even look down on yourself, let alone others.

The master's eyes froze, and he stretched out his hand towards a certain direction of the academy: "Sword!"

gurgling! ! !

Under the Junzi Pavilion, a string of bubbles appeared on the surface of the small lake, and the surface of the lake was even more rippled. The pavilion also shook, as if some giant beast at the bottom of the lake wanted to be born.

Pong!

A string of huge water splashes exploded, the gentleman's pavilion burst into two halves, a silvery white brilliance pierced the water surface, shot away, and fell straight into the master's hand.

A gentleman's sword is a tradition, a virtue, but not a decoration.

A gentleman can kill with a sword.

Holding the long sword in his hand, the master watched the brilliance flow, not diminished in the past, and did not leave the slightest rust on the sword body due to the passage of time, Mulu recalled:

"This sword is called Ziwei, and it is one of the three divine swords passed down by the Junzi Pavilion as a gift from my benefactor back then.