Master Qing Leng interprets it with his own body

Shen Han, who hadn't gone far, swayed, and took two quick steps to support the wall.

Xiao Liu has a pure heart, but I have forced him to this point for my own selfish desires. I am really... a teacher in vain!

It was only a few steps from here to the dormitory, but he only felt that it was very far away, and he took a long time to move back while propping up against the wall.

In the evening, Gu Qing came to help him change his dressing.

He hesitated for a while, and while taking off his robe, he asked, "Xiao Liu...how is it?"

"Return to Master, the injury on the neck is not serious, Master, don't worry." Gu Qing waited for Master to take off his shirt, and stepped forward to help him remove the bandage.

"What about the others?"

"Others?" Gu Qing stopped removing the bandages, thought for a while, and smiled wryly, "I smashed all the jade slips in the room related to the crafting, I will bear the grudge against Elder Hong!"

"I didn't think carefully this time. Elder Hong, you backed up the presents, and I have to go over to apologize in person."

"Ayan is rough-skinned and thick-skinned. If you are angry, you will hit him. But he is still a child at heart. I implore Master to stop talking about being kicked out of the teacher's school. When he becomes stubborn, he is really, alas, dying! "

"Well, I won't drive him away as a teacher in the future."

"Thank you, Master!"

"It should be like this." Shen Han lowered his eyes, as if he didn't realize that Gu Qing was applying medicine for him, and was only immersed in his own thoughts.

In the next few days, Shen Han hesitated whether to apologize or not.

It hurt the little apprentice's heart so badly, he felt sorry, but he put down the dignity of the master to apologize, but he couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart.

Time just slipped by day by day.

That evening, he felt bored while meditating in the bedroom, so he took his sword and went to the bamboo forest on the mountainside to prepare to exercise his muscles and bones.

Green Bamboo Peak is full of slender green bamboos all over the mountain, and the one on the mountainside is still thick.There are still many open spaces in the bamboo forest, where they can move around and use bamboo wood as a target to practice hitting at any time. This is their fixed place for daily sword practice.

Before arriving at the place, he heard the sound of sword energy piercing the sky, he paused, now only Gu Qing and Shen Yan can practice sword in the bamboo forest, if Shen Yan...

I wanted to turn around and go back, but my feet seemed to have taken root, and I couldn't move my legs no matter what.

Since there was a commotion in the main hall that day, it has been a long time since I saw Xiao Liu. I wonder if he still has a grudge against me?

Hesitantly, whether to move on.

Sure enough, it was Xiao Liu.

He seemed to have practiced for a long time, and his forehead was covered with sweat, shining brightly.He was so focused that he didn't even notice anyone approaching.

The swordsmanship created by himself is known for its variety of moves. The disciples in the Qi refining period can't even draw a single move, but he has been able to practice the complete set smoothly and freely.

And not sticking to fixed movements, every move and style changes naturally, just like flowing clouds and flowing water.

A natural cultivation embryo, who knows whose family's legacy it is?She had the heart to let him live in the world for twelve years.

His limbs are slender, his figure is comfortable, and he feels free and easy when wielding a sword...

Xi Han was so focused on his thoughts that he didn't realize that Shen Yan had stopped and stood still.When the other party turned around and saw him, he hurriedly turned his head and looked aside, pretending that he hadn't been engrossed in watching it just now.

Over there, Shen Yan put away the sword, and as soon as she turned around, she suddenly saw Master, her heart skipped a beat, she quickly lowered her head, bowed her hands and saluted: "Master."

After a salute, I was supposed to go up to listen to the master's order, but because of the expulsion from the master, I was still awkward, and I was reluctant to move my legs.

He raised his head and glanced at Master, and saw that he was wearing a dark blue robe, which was much darker than the light blue usually worn, making his complexion look fair.

His long eyebrows drooped, and he looked at himself softly.

Shen Yan's heart melted instantly, and she walked a long way without knowing it.It wasn't until he was one meter away from Shen Han that he woke up and froze his body.

Pursing her lips, she asked hesitantly, "Master... Master's injury..."

Xi Han didn't answer, and first handed over a clean white handkerchief.

Shen Yan was stunned for a moment, and his cheeks quickly heated up.

He hurriedly took the handkerchief, wiped it randomly on his forehead and neck a few times, then held the handkerchief in the palm of his hand, carried it behind his back and hid it.

Shen Han glanced at the wound on the side of his neck while he was wiping off his sweat.Now there is only a small pink scar left, and it is estimated that it will be completely gone in a few days.

"Master..." After thinking about it for a while, Shen Han slowly said, "A few days ago, I was angry and wronged you... You, don't take it to heart. The injury of the teacher has healed, so you don't have to worry about it .”

Shen Yan heard Master's soft-spoken apology, her nose turned sour, and her eye circles became hot: "It's my disciple's fault. I made Master angry and hurt Master. As long as I don't drive away my disciple, any punishment will be fine." willing to accept!"

"In the future... I won't drive you away. You, rest assured..."

"Thank you, Master! This disciple will definitely turn around as a prodigal son, turn over a new leaf, and start a new life!" Shen Yan narrowed her peach blossom eyes and laughed loudly, assuring loudly.

He Han was teased so that the corners of his lips curled up slightly, he smiled quickly, and reprimanded him with a straight face: "In the future, you must not hurt your body at will. If you do it again, the teacher will never forgive you!"

"Well! As long as the master still wants the disciple, the disciple will take good care of his body and never let the master worry about it!"

Shen Han's bright smile made his eyes a little hot, and he turned sideways uncomfortably and walked a few steps towards the bamboo forest.

Shen Yan immediately stuffed the handkerchief in her heart into the Qiankun bag.

Xi Han took a few steps, turned around and said: "You practiced the sword just now, and your movements are good, but the speed at which the spiritual power is released with the sword moves is fast and slow, and you haven't mastered the rhythm."

"Master please teach me!"

"Come and stand behind me, and move with me. I will release a spirit to guide you how to control the speed and rhythm."

"It's Master."

Shen Yan took out the sword, strode to the back of Shen Han, and stuck it against it.

Ok? !

Shen Han's scalp tingled - the teacher only asked you to stand up, but didn't let you stick so close!

The scorching breath behind him sprayed onto his neck, and Shen Han's heart trembled.

Would it be too hypocritical to push the person behind him away?

After Shen Yan stood still, she realized that this posture was not quite right - Master ordered her to get so close, it made people feel embarrassed...

But I'm not willing to go back...

Shen Han bit the bullet and held the sword in a posture, drawing a greenish light cluster from the dantian, and pressing it towards the palm of the hand along a specific meridian behind his back.

Shen Yan quickly calmed down, put on the same posture, and carefully observed the movement of the light group.

When the light group reached the wrist, Shen Han shook his hands, and the long sword drew a phantom that was too close to be seen clearly in the air, and the light group shot out quickly.

Not far away, a bamboo with the thickness of a bowl broke quietly in two.

Shen Han slowly retracted the sword body and raised it, changing to another movement.

Shen Yan tried his best to observe the running rhythm of Master's spiritual power, but his eyes could not help but wander randomly.

Master's jade crown, master's black hair, master's shoulders, master's waist, master's...

Ah!

He suddenly jumped back as if being scalded, and jumped a few meters away!