Male protagonist, you are targeting the wrong person

It was a sunny day with not a cloud in the sky today. Shangguan Zhi and Yun Feidu were leisurely drinking tea and chatting in Qianyang Sect. The next second, the aggressive Xiaoyaozi walked out of the formation with the indifferent Yan Wenmo.

Before Shangguan Zhi had time to salute, Xiaoyaozi packed him up and threw him back to Haotian Sect. Yun Feidu looked at Xiaoyaozi with a bad look, then looked at Yan Wenmo who was smiling and greeting him, and quickly saluted:

"Fly across to see the master, see the master"

Xiaoyaozi nodded perfunctorily and went about his business. Yun Feidu saw him leave and couldn't help but ask curiously:

"Master, what happened to the Grandmaster?!"

Yan Wenmo helplessly spread his hands and said unhappily:

"You've been wronged. Let me tell you, these few days, obey your master and don't make him angry. Otherwise, I won't be able to stop him from hitting you."

Yun Feidu saw Yan Wenmo warning him, and nodded repeatedly to show that he understood, and then hesitantly said:

"Master, I recently learned a new move, would you like to see it?!"

Yan Wenmo saw him mention it, and did not refuse, and said directly:

"That's fine, I have nothing to do anyway."

Although it was relatively weak, Yan Wenmo still noticed the difference in Yun Feidu's swordsmanship. There was an additional sword intent in his swordsmanship.

Sword intent, the will of the sword, also represents the practitioner's control over his own natal sword and the goal of his use of the sword, reaching the state of unity between man and nature, and this state is rare in the world.

I have to say, he is worthy of being the protagonist's former subordinate. With such comprehension and talent, it is impossible not to be jealous. It has only been a few years, but he has cultivated his own sword skills. If he continues like this, I am afraid that in a few years, he will become a master.

Thinking of this, Yan Wenmo's eyes when looking at Yun Feidu were a little different.

This talent needs to be cultivated well, but I have taught him everything that can be taught, and there seems to be nothing left for him to learn. After all, he has cultivated the sword intent, and I...well, it’s better not to mention it.

"Master, what do you think?!"

After performing a set of sword techniques, Yun Feidu looked at Yan Wenmo with a refreshed look, his face full of expectation. Yan Wenmo nodded, and then praised:

"Not bad, at such a young age, you are able to cultivate the sword spirit. I am very satisfied with you."

Yun Feidu smiled shyly, then looked at Yan Wenmo with a reserved expression and whispered:

"Nothing, I just want to improve my strength quickly so that I can help Master. Master, I heard from Uncle Shangguan that you want to fight the Demon Lord. Is this true?! Can I…"

Before Yun Feidu finished speaking, Yan Wenmo refused without hesitation:

"No, I only have you and Pu Du as my disciples. If anything happens to you, I won't be able to find other good disciples like you. Forget it. Just stay at home. Do you understand?"

Seeing Yan Wenmo's refusal, Yun Feidu lowered his eyes in disappointment and responded softly, which was considered as an agreement. Yan Wenmo saw that he agreed, but still looked disappointed. He couldn't help but coughed lightly and said awkwardly:

"Master, I don't mean to despise you. Although the battle with the Demon Lord is very important, the Qianyang Sect is also very important. If you don't help Master look after his home, what should I do if my home is stolen or occupied by others?!"

Seeing Yan Wenmo mention this, Yun Feidu's lost expression eased a little, and then he promised seriously:

"Master, rest assured. As long as I am here, the Qianyang Sect will be here. If I die, the Qianyang Sect will die."

After saying this, he seemed to remember something and asked Yan Wenmo:

"Master, what is the sword intent?! Is it very powerful?!"

Seeing him asking, Yan Wenmo did not hide anything and explained directly:

"Sword will is the will of the sword that you comprehend when you practice swordsmanship. It is the will of the sword that is condensed from the connection between the sword and you. For example, it is the willpower of forging ahead, being unstoppable, and being the only one who is supreme. This willpower emanates from your body, and when it is materialized, it creates extremely powerful lethality."

Seeing that Yun Feidu was still confused, Yan Wenmo could only change his thinking and continued to explain:

"Let's put it this way. There are four levels of kendo. The first level is having a sword in your hand but not in your heart. This is the mentality of most people."

"The second level is having a sword in your hand and a sword in your heart. This is the mentality of a few talented people."

"The third level, there is no sword in the hand, but there is a sword in the heart, and this sword can be condensed into substance, which is the great achievement of swordsmanship."

"The fourth level, there is no sword in the hand, and there is no sword in the heart, but when you want to use the sword, the sword can appear and condense at any time. This is the top level of swordsmanship, and only the rare masters can reach this level."

After saying this, she looked at Yun Feidu who was still confused and asked:

"Is there anything you don't understand?!"

Yun Feidu shook his head, then looked at Yan Wenmo, and couldn't help but asked curiously:

"Master, which floor are you on?!"

Yan Wenmo looked at Yun Feidu awkwardly. He was obviously extremely nervous, but he still pretended to be nonchalant and said:

"The second level, you are on the third level, your talent is better than my teacher, is this a good thing?"

Although these were words of comfort, Yun Feidu turned his head away stubbornly and said silently:

"I don't care. In my eyes, Master is the most powerful. No one can compare to him."

This flattery was really useful. Thinking of this, she looked at Yun Feidu, hesitated for a second, and decided to pass the "Bixie Sword Technique" to Yun Feidu.

The reason for this is that she will be the Star Lord in the future, so it is impossible for her to pass this sword technique on. Otherwise, this Exorcism Sword Technique will probably be lost.

In line with the idea of ​​keeping the wealth within the family, Yan Wenmo decided to pass the Exorcism Sword Technique to Yun Feidu.

On the other side, Jiang Wenbai was completely dumbfounded after hearing the cause and effect explained by a certain elder.

He worked hard, pursued relentlessly, overcame all obstacles, and used all means to finally win the heart of his wife, but his fate was completely ruined because of a word from his master.

The betrothal gift for the Ten Thousand Year Demon Pill was gone, and Yan Wenmo broke up with him because of Dan Chenzi's self-willed behavior. This made him feel even more uncomfortable than killing him.

He worked so hard and was so shameless that he almost gave his heart and soul to the person he was pursuing. She finally agreed to marry him, but in the end, all his plans were in vain because of a word from his master.

He probably didn’t owe the master any money! He didn’t sin against the master! He probably didn’t do anything! !

Looking back over the past decade, he had been an honest disciple and had practiced diligently for more than a dozen years. However, because of a word from his master, all contact was completely cut off, and the person he had always wanted could not be obtained.

Is this the master?! Is this the enemy?! Even more cruel than the enemy?!

Thinking of this, the joy just now seemed like a beautiful dream, but now it was the naked reality, which made him confused and heartbroken.

Looking at the dazed Jiang Wenbai, the elder patted his shoulder helplessly and said:

"Wenbai, you've seen it too. Your master doesn't agree, and there's nothing we can do about it. Maybe you two are destined not to be together. Don't take it too seriously!"

(Your master doesn’t agree, so we have a chance)

Jiang Wenbai looked at the man's concerned expression, revealed a smile uglier than crying, and nodded in response:

"I understand, Uncle Master, I understand"

He thought there would be no more obstacles between them, but these obstacles seemed to be more numerous, more frequent, and more disorienting than he had imagined.

What did he do wrong? ! It was just that he was sitting at home and the pot came from the sky. He just liked someone, but why did things always go against his wishes? ! ! Did he do something wrong? !