Quickly wear, what should I do if the vicious cannon fodder is too stupid

"Stop for a moment after you finish practicing. Come here. I have something to tell you."

Feng He gave an instruction and then sat down nearby.

He felt that he was so great!

He is a good master who cares about his apprentice.

Shen Wenchen and Jing Niansang looked at each other without saying anything. They stopped their moves, put their swords into the scabbards, and walked towards where Feng He was.

"Master."

They both bowed and saluted.

"Ah."

Feng He's voice was noble and cold.

"I asked you to come here to teach you the Heart Sutra. After practicing for so many days, I think you have reached your capabilities."

Jing Niansang was still a child after all, and he immediately looked very surprised. His bright eyes looked at Feng He eagerly, like a cute dog.

Feng He's eyes flickered and he looked away, otherwise he would lose his cool temperament.

Shen Wenchen was calmer, his joy only revealed in his eyes.

Feng He took out two identical books of mental skills and gave them to the two of them.

"Try to memorize this manual by heart."

They both nodded happily.

"Thank you, Master!"

Feng He didn't say anything and left in an instant.

"Big Brother, Master is still pretty good!"

Shen Wenchen nodded.

Feng He felt that he had resolved a worry, and in the process of his own life, his apprentices were also making progress.

We'll have three powerful bodyguards soon.

Fenghe is happy.

A few days passed like this, and he wandered around Lingxiu Peak during the day.

Go back to bed if you feel unwell.

Every afternoon, Shen Wenchen and Jing Niansang would bring him spiritual fruits on time.

This was Feng He's own request.

He is in poor health and has to eat a lot of nourishing food every day.

Every month, he would refine a furnace of pills for himself.

The effect of the elixir is naturally to restore his body.

This resulted in him using a large amount of medicinal materials.

About three days later, Fu Ci Yan came to him and said that he had memorized all the skills.

He moved a lot of stones every day these days and piled them all in an open space where few people went.

Feng He can now start teaching him martial arts.

Feng He rolled her eyes and called Shen Wenchen and Jing Niansang over.

He will have to teach me sooner or later anyway, so I might as well teach me all at once to save him from having to teach me again.

The two who were struggling to memorize the techniques appeared at the place where Fu Ci Yan was practicing, with confused looks on their faces.

Feng He felt relieved when he saw that everyone was present. He had just asked Fu Ci Yan to move a small wooden chair to the practice area. He wanted to teach while sitting down.

Above his head was a patch of lush green bamboo, with mottled leaves falling down to block the sunlight for him.

"Let me teach you a set of sword techniques first."

Feng He said this and stood up to take his sword.

He secretly used his spiritual power and wielded a set of sharp and beautiful sword techniques.

This sword technique is so exquisite in every move that the killing intent will never be missed.

Fu Ci Yan's eyes lit up as he looked at it. This was indeed more advanced than what he had practiced before.

So he began to observe Feng He's movements intently.

Because Feng He is relatively weak now, the power of this sword technique is far from its original power.

Instead, it revealed a flaw.

Fu Ci Yan frowned when he saw this. Logically speaking, the swordsmanship used by the master should not be at this level...

He even felt that if he learned this set of sword techniques, he would be able to perform them more beautifully than his master.

Fu Ci Yan calmed himself down and suppressed such proud thoughts.

After Feng He finished performing a set of sword techniques, he was already sweating all over.

Then, he said with a somewhat listless look: "Okay, you should have understood it, right? Go practice on your own."

After he finished speaking, he collapsed on the bamboo chair and didn't want to move anymore.

But my mouth was thirsty and a little itchy, so I wanted to stuff something into it to eat.

So he ordered the boys serving on Lingxiu Peak to bring some spiritual fruits.

To be honest, the growing conditions of spiritual fruits are extremely harsh, and only Feng He can eat them so without any scruples.

The fair and cute boy brought a variety of spiritual fruits.

Red, yellow, purple...

Each one has been washed with clear mountain spring water and neatly placed on a transparent plate.

Feng He placed the plate of spiritual fruits on the stone table beside her and ate them by herself with bamboo sticks.

He just felt that he was lacking in energy and blood and was weak, but after eating the spiritual fruit, he immediately recovered a lot.

Feng He felt relieved, and his eyes started rolling around again.

He coughed and pretended to be serious and said, "If any of you three can master this sword technique before the sun sets today, you can eat some spiritual fruit with me during your rest time while practicing tomorrow."

Feng He was very proud of what she said.

The three disciples who were practicing martial arts were stunned. They didn't expect that their master, who was always serious, would say such words.

Feng He didn't think there was anything wrong at all.

He just felt that students also needed a little encouragement so that they could be more motivated to complete the tasks.

This time I felt the majesty of being a teacher, hehehe.

Feng He's eyes, nourished by the spiritual fruit, narrowed.

The breeze in the mountains was extremely comfortable, not to mention that there were three young men with outstanding looks and figures dancing with swords in front of him.

This taste is really wonderful.

Feng He sighed.

Fu Ci Yan is worthy of being the male protagonist, he is extremely talented.

Before the sun set, he had already mastered the sword skills Feng He taught him to great perfection.

He even incorporated his own thoughts into it, making this sword technique more righteous and more lethal.

The other two were a little worse, but still acceptable, at least I remembered them.

Feng He was amazed and very satisfied with his disciple.

Then he waved his hand and said, "Let's continue tomorrow and make sure you master this sword technique. Fu Ci Yan can eat the spiritual fruit with me tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, Fu Ci Yan just smiled and said nothing.

Feng He looked at him in surprise. He could see that Fu Ci Yan didn't seem surprised.

[Indeed, Fu Ciyan had no interest in these things, but he was very happy to receive praise from his master.]

When Feng He heard this, her eyes flashed with guilt.

That’s because he still doesn’t know the true face of his master.

[After some time, it will be your time to make the elixir. Ask your apprentice to help you find some medicinal materials.]

Feng He flashed and returned to her residence.

"Did they help me find the medicinal herbs in the past?"

[Shen Wenchen and Jing Niansang have not been here for long, so they have not helped you find herbs before. You did send Fu Ciyan out to find herbs, but his cultivation was not very high at the time, and you were afraid that he might encounter an accident, so you asked him to find simple herbs.]

"Ok."

Feng He made a list of the medicinal herbs he needed.

If the sect had something, he would take it. Some of the things that were not available in the sect were precious and rare.

These medicinal herbs all grow in extremely dangerous places.

Feng He said hesitantly: "If I send them...will they get hurt? Can their current cultivation help me achieve such a thing?"