Dressed up as the biggest dummy in the realm of self-cultivation

Of course he fought, Teng Yiyan thought he would not lose to Zhu Jianshu, and maybe he could beat Zhu Jianshu back.

But he thought too well. Although Zhu Jianshu spent a lot of time and energy on other things, he didn't relax much in his practice, and he still maintained the dignity of the big brother. I wish Jianshu a narrow victory.

When the setting sun was slanting and An Yeming called to stop, both of them were injured and wounded. I don't know if Zhu Jianshu did it on purpose. Coincidentally, Teng Yiyan was severely injured on his right arm.

However, as An Yeming said yesterday, they have a good medicine. Although his arm is seriously injured, it will heal soon, and it will not delay his copying of the book at all.

Just after he stopped, Zhu Jianshu looked like a good senior brother and smiled and threw a bottle of Limb Renewal Pill: "Junior Brother didn't escape just now, and I didn't expect that Junior Brother was really hurt so badly." .

The younger brother is about to take the continuation pill, but the master has said that even if he pretends to have an arm injury, he won't be able to get away with copying the Qingxin scroll in the bookstore in a month. "

Teng Yiyan took the elixir thrown by Zhu Jianshu with one hand, and wanted to smash it on Zhu Jianshu's smiling face immediately, and it exploded when he smashed it. He gritted his teeth and said, "I will pretend that my arm is injured?"

Zhu Jianshu: "Brother is joking with you, that's right, brother is not someone who deliberately escapes, so brother works hard, 930 volumes, not a small amount."

930 volumes, 930 volumes...

It was like a curse reverberating in his mind again, hitting Teng Yiyan's heart again.

Teng Yiyan smiled and said: "Brother knows very well."

"Of course, I often go to the bookstore, but the number of times you go to the bookstore, junior brother, is too small. You still have to read the book. As the second disciple of the master, if you can't go out, you will be a martial artist.

Read more books to clarify your mind and cultivate your mind. We all know that our demon cultivators tend to lose control of our xinxing, so we need to pay more attention. This time, the master copied the book for the benefit of the younger brother. "

Teng Yiyan: ...

There is no such thing as a good thing like brothers and sisters, big and small are equally abominable.

"Okay, let me tell you about the moves you two made just now." It was An Yeming who spoke, impatient with the spat between the two disciples.

Zhu Jianshu and Teng Yiyan immediately calmed down and listened respectfully. An Yeming's cultivation level is incomparable to them now, and every rare advice he gives is extremely precious.

Before the night falls, this teaching is over. How much they can learn depends on themselves. If they haven't figured it out, they go back and figure it out on their own. An Yeming is not a good teacher, and it is impossible to have the patience and kindness to crush them. speak.

But before leaving, Teng Yiyan called out to An Yeming again, his appearance made An Yeming's eyes hot.

An Yeming frowned, "Second brother, tell me something quickly."

Then he said it, and Teng Yiyan said loudly: "Master, within a month, should today and yesterday be deducted and counted from tomorrow?"

After hearing this, An Yeming remained expressionless, and then left.

Teng Yiyan hesitated and thought, what does Master mean to say no?

But it was already afternoon when he said it yesterday, and it was delayed for another day today, so what he said was reasonable.

A person like Teng Yiyan has never been so fussy about it, but there is nothing he can do without it. He realized the reality and calculated it. It is really unbearable to lose two more days a month to copy the heart paper. Heavy.

He is willing to go to the Dark Demon Realm and kill the most disgusting Green Demon Weasel for a month.

Zhu Jianshu laughed so much that he was almost overjoyed. He patted Teng Yiyan on the shoulder and left, leaving a sentence echoing at the end: "Junior Brother, go back quickly, hurry up, by the way, there are only 29 days in this month." If today and yesterday are removed, the younger brother will have 27 days left."

I wish Jianshu could calculate clearly for him.

Chen Xiaolan didn't know that when he was sleeping on the big bed, Teng Yiyan's broken arm had just grown back, and he had already started using its new arm before he had time to temper it to restore its original strength. Crispy Arms stayed up all night copying books.

Regardless of the good medicine, Teng Yiyan's arm looks intact, but it is not as good as before. It will take him some time to restore it to perfection and harmony, and now the fighting power of the new arm is not enough The original [-]% means being able to do small daily tasks such as copying books without delay.

And although Teng Yiyan is not afraid of pain, even if his arms and legs are broken, he will not change his face, but after taking the elixir, the itching on his limbs is unbearable to him, and it is annoying and ruthless. Teng Yiyan, who was copying the book, wrinkled his brows into furrows, and his hair revealed a temper.

Well, if Chen Xiaolan could see this scene, she would definitely be able to sleep more soundly.

Unfortunately, he didn't see it.

However, he saw An Yeming again within two days. It wasn't that An Yeming came to his place, but he was brought to An Yeming's place.

And it's not An Yeming's residence, but the place where he handles matters and works.

It was different from the last time I went to Zhu Jianshu's residence, it felt majestic and solemn.The people guarding outside the hall were expressionless, and Chen Lan felt that they had a breath-holding chill.

However, Chen Xiaolan felt that these expressionless people were looking at him curiously, even though he looked over carefully, he couldn't see anything unusual.

As a junior high school student with little experience, who has never been to their county seat or worked, Chen Xiaolan was curious and in awe of this serious-looking office palace that he had never seen before.

Seeing An Yeming sitting in front of the big book desk and writing with a pen, Chen Xiaolan also felt that he was different from what he had seen before—it was the aura of a high-ranking person who was usually concealed by the gentleness on the surface. When I sat on the high chair in the middle, I couldn't hide it.

The person who sent Chen Lan in left without staying in the hall. Chen Lan glanced at An Yeming, who was concentrating on his work with his head down, moved his little shoes in place and did not continue walking, and did not want to disturb him , stopped not far from the threshold.

This palace is very big, but it also looks very empty, the ground is bright, and the embossed patterns carved on the tall pillars in the palace are simple and magnificent. Although Chen Lan doesn't understand it very well, she just feels tall.

Well, it's really high and high.

But unlike Zhu Jianshu, Chen Lan didn't have the nerve to go to the big pillar to see what was carved carefully, and didn't Zhu Jianshu tell him. Chen Lan just stood there and looked at the embossed lines on the pillar.

Just looking at it, why do I feel a little dizzy and want to sleep?Chen Lan shook her head immediately, she couldn't sleep at this time.

An Yeming, who was writing with his head bowed in the distance, had no choice but to put down his pen. When the little guy came in with short legs, he already knew it, but he didn't pay attention to him immediately. Didn't miss it either.

After putting down her pen, An Yeming got up from the chair and walked down, saying, "Why didn't you call someone? It's so quiet? You'll be so honest after changing the place."

The kid he saw before was quite courageous, and kept making trouble.

When Chen Lan heard An Yeming's voice, she stopped and shook her head, but her body still swayed, "Your Majesty." Her voice was unstable.

An Yeming had already walked up to the child, and the next moment An Yeming's sleeve covered Chen Xiaolan's eyes: "Close your eyes."

An Yeming's other hand also supported Chen Lan's small body.

The light white sleeve touched Chen Lan's eyelashes, and Chen Lan blinked, only to hear the pleasant voice, which seemed to be an order but also had a gentle meaning, rang in his ears.

Chen Lan closed his eyes reflexively following these words, and his eyes immediately turned into darkness.

With An Yeming's hand supporting her small shoulder, Chen Lan didn't dare to move, "What's wrong?"

An Yeming: "Just after I said that, you've been honest since you came here. It's not true at all, and it's causing trouble again."

Chen Lan doesn't recognize this hat, what's wrong with him?After he came in, he honestly didn't do anything.

As if feeling Chen Lan's grievance, An Yeming said, "Did you say something wrong? If you look at the Qiyun Zangling map for a while, you don't want to wake up, you can just sleep to death."

? ?

An Yeming took away the hand holding Chen Lan's small shoulder, and flicked Chen Lan's head, "Close your eyes, I didn't let you open them."

How did he know he opened his eyes again?However, Chen Lan immediately closed her eyes again, and touched the spot on her head with one hand, "I'm dizzy, don't play it."

The child's voice was soft and waxy, but what he said was quite courageous, which made An Yeming want to play him again.

"You also know that your head is dizzy? Do you dare to stare there from now on?"

"Can not watch?"

An Yeming said: "What do you think? If you want to sleep to death, you can watch it."

Chen Lan thought he didn't know, how could this make him mess up?Obviously, An Ye Mingfang should be blamed for making such evil things in the palace.