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I have to say, the difference between having an apprentice and not having an apprentice is like heaven and earth. What’s the difference?! I no longer have to do everything myself.

The fight was fought with the help of the apprentice; the meal was brought to the hands by the apprentice himself; the bedding was made by the apprentice himself; even small matters such as drinking water were arranged very well by the apprentice.

This kind of enjoyment is unprecedented. Therefore, at this moment, Yan Wenmo couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the teacup in his hand that was filled with the aroma of tea:

"It's good to have a disciple. No wonder some people say..."

Hearing this, Jiang Wenbai looked at her in surprise and asked curiously:

"say what?!"

Yan Wenmo had no intention of hiding anything, but said bluntly:

"After I have a disciple, he will come to me whenever I need him to, and he will come to me whenever I need him to."

Of course, this was a joke, mocking the master-disciple relationship in those master-disciple novels. But now that it was said, not to mention that Yun Feidu and Yun Pudu were so scared that they almost dropped the teapot and water cup in their hands, even Jiang Wenbai's face couldn't help but darken a little.

He looked at Yun Feidu and Yun Pudu, who had been trembling with fear since hearing these words, with a bad expression, as if he wanted to kill someone.

Yun Feidu and Yun Pudu both looked at Yan Wenmo with an expression of 'save me, save me, save me'.

Seeing their anxious and frightened expressions, Yan Wenmo couldn't help but ask in confusion:

"Are you afraid of the cold?! Why are you shivering like this??"

After saying that, she looked at Jiang Wenbai who was standing beside her. Seeing his fierce look, she couldn't help but pat his face and asked:

"What are you doing?! Are you scaring the child??"

It would have been fine if she hadn't said anything. As soon as she said it, Jiang Wenbai immediately turned his attention to her, his expression gloomy, and his voice coldly questioned:

"Who do you want to fuck?!"

Yan Wenmo was stunned by his question and looked at him in astonishment. She felt extremely puzzled, so she frowned and asked suspiciously:

"What do you mean?! You let me choose you?! Are you sure?!"

Jiang Wenbai didn't know where his temper came from. He looked at Yan Wenmo threateningly, and even held her hand very hard, warning her:

"Whoever you dare to choose, I will kill him?"

He spoke with great force, not at all like a joke, and even his voice and expression were particularly serious and solemn. Seeing him like this, Yan Wenmo's mouth twitched, and he rolled his eyes speechlessly and complained:

"Choose, choose, choose. All you do all day is choose. I'm busy saving the people, and all you can think about is love. Do you think I have time to choose?! Still choosing? Do you think you're choosing a concubine?? Still choosing, and killing people? Then what if I choose you? Do you have the guts..."

Before she could finish her words, Jiang Wenbai covered her mouth. Jiang Wenbai looked at her with shame and anger, and couldn't help threatening:

"Don't tell"

As soon as these words were spoken, Yun Feidu and Yun Pudu both breathed a sigh of relief for some unknown reason. They looked at each other bitterly, and then shook their heads at the same time.

As expected, the only one who can cure my uncle is the master. I’m afraid other people would be useless.

Regardless of whether it was useful or not, the phrase "when there is work, the disciple will do it, when there is nothing to do, the disciple will do it" did touch some nerves of Jiang Wenbai, which led to him watching people more closely.

Even if Lian Yunfeidu and Yun Pudu stayed beside Yan Wenmo for one more second, Jiang Wenbai's murderous gaze would stare directly at them.

This sudden change made the two of them feel like they were sitting on pins and needles, as if they were under a thorn in their backs, treading on thin ice, and in full swing.

Yan Wenmo did not discover the situation of the two in time, but since the master did not speak, it was not easy for the disciple to leave privately, so that in the end Yun Feidu and Yun Pudu's expressions were gloomy and even dark.

Seeing that the two disciples looked haggard, the culprit Yan Wenmo thought that they were worried about the Falling God, so he vowed to take them to fight the Falling God. This move made Jiang Wenbai jealous again.

Jiang Wenbai stared at the two dull-witted disciples following behind the enthusiastic Yan Wenmo with an increasingly hostile look, while the two dull-witted disciples secretly groaned:

"Master, if you don't come out, your disciple will die. He will really die."

They begged their grandparents for help, their grandmothers for help, their grandfathers for help, their elder brothers for help, their elder sisters for help, but no one came to save them. Instead, a fallen god came.

The two brothers, who had been holding their anger in for several days, were filled with anger, but they did not dare to vent it on their master because it would show that they had no manners.

They didn't dare to attack Jiang Wenbai because they couldn't beat him. Now they have met Zhuishen, which is like sending a pillow to someone else. I would be sorry if I didn't beat him up.

The two brothers, one picked up the Demon Subduing Pestle, the other picked up the Jinghong Sword, and attacked directly. Then they heard Yan Wenmo's roar from behind, which was as loud as a bell and as powerful as a dragon:

"How dare you show off your skills in front of an expert, Mighty Heavenly Dragon!"

Then, Yan Wenmo jumped into the air and used the magic stick technique to beat the two fallen gods, causing them to see stars, stagger, have limbs twitching, and feel powerless all over.

No one knew what the stick was made of, but every time it hit the target, a puff of black smoke came out, and even golden-black divine blood dripped out.

Because the divine blood was contaminated with demonic energy, it was of no benefit to the land here. Fortunately, Yun Pudu acted decisively and scooped up the blood with a flower-picking move and put it in the golden bowl. Otherwise, there would be no grass growing on this land within a hundred years.

But Yan Wenmo was not afraid of this, because her fire could remove the evil spirit and even purify it. Therefore, for her, the contamination of this little divine blood was just like sprinkling some water on it.

Although they felt a little bit blamed their master for not being careful, Yun Feidu and Yun Pudu couldn't help but feel a little envious when they saw how their master majestically used the stick technique to beat the fallen god so badly that he had no power to fight back and could only beg for mercy.

The master is so powerful. He can display such strength with ordinary stick techniques. If they work hard, will they be as powerful as the master one day?

Seeing the two people's envious faces, Jiang Wenbai curled his lips very obscurely and complained unhappily:

"Can you hurry up? You're dilly-dallying. I'm not a very powerful fallen god, and you're fighting so hard."

Is Jiang Wenbai just complaining? Definitely not. He is just a little jealous, but he is definitely not jealous of Yan Wenmo. It's just... He is just a little unwilling to be easily considered as Yan Wenmo very powerful and him very weak by others.

In order to prove himself, Jiang Wenbai took direct action the next time he met the Fallen God, hoping to open the eyes of his two fellow apprentices.

His sword was very fast, as fast as lightning, and his speed was very fast, as fast as thunder. It was a pity that his speed was too fast and his sword was too fast, so that both of them felt that their uncle was just so-so.

A good warrior does not necessarily have great achievements, so sometimes being too good does not reflect his strength and may even make him seem a little boring.

So, when Jiang Wenbai was expecting his two fellow apprentices to look at him differently, he found that they ignored him and were busy making tea for Yan Wenmo.

This made him extremely uncomfortable. Why did Yan Wenmo fight with him? Their eyes were shining brightly like night pearls, but when it came to him, they ignored him as if he had performed poorly.

To be honest, Jiang Wenbai's performance is not bad, but it is not very feasible because not everyone has Jiang Wenbai's strength.

However, Yan Wenmo's Demon Subduing Stick Technique can be learned by everyone. Therefore, the two people have different attitudes towards them. This is also because they are the heads of the sect and they consider how beginners learn, not how Mahayana practitioners perform.