[Crossing the Book] Master, he always wants to plot against me

"No, there's no need, the disciples can do this by themselves, and don't bother the master." Lin Moyu replied in a panic while wiping the water stains on the table with his sleeve.

what does he mean?Doesn't he know what double cultivation means?Why did you say such misleading things to him!

Si Weiyuan looked at his busy figure, and said calmly: "But can you comprehend it by yourself?"

Lin Moyu shook slightly, sat upright and said: "Quick success is not enough, slow success is fine, haste makes waste..." His original meaning was to directly ignore the double cultivation method of Laoshizi and practice seriously.

But Si Weiyuan heard him implying that he should take his time, so he nodded and said: "That's right."

Only then did Lin Moyu heave a sigh of relief, and he leaned on the chair collapsed.

He thought what Si Weiyuan really wanted to do to him, but it turned out that he simply wanted to guide him, afraid that he wouldn't understand, alas, luckily...

Then the two continued to play chess as if nothing happened.

After doing this, he didn't feel so nervous when playing chess.

Because the impact of double cultivation was really too great for him.

But the ordeal has only just begun.

After playing one game after another, Si Weiyuan didn't call to stop, and Lin Moyu couldn't get away for a moment.

It doesn't matter if you can't finish playing chess, and you can't finish drinking tea, which is automatically refilled.Whenever he drank a cup of tea, the tea in the cup would rise automatically, as if it would never end.

He felt that Si Weiyuan was going to exhaust him to death here.

Drinking tea to refresh himself in the middle of the night, what is it if you don't want to keep him here until dawn?

After a few hours, he couldn't bear it any longer, and lay down on the table to play chess with Si Weiyuan with half-open eyes.

If it wasn't for the tea that allowed him to retain a sliver of consciousness, he might have fallen asleep long ago.

Si Weiyuan dropped his son and said: "It's late at night, why don't you just stay here and rest."

Lin Moyu was so tired right now that he couldn't keep his eyes open, let alone what Si Weiyuan was talking about, he only knew that he was talking, so he replied perfunctorily: "Um..."

Seeing that he agreed, Si Weiyuan raised his lips slightly.

After the game, Lin Moyu woke up a lot from drowsiness, yawned and sat up, staring blankly at the chessboard in front of him.

Seeing that he was also tired, Si Weiyuan waved his sleeves and put away the chessboard, saying: "Close the door and go to bed."

Lin Moyu's eyes lit up immediately, he nodded, got up from the chair like a snap, stumbled out the door, and then helped Si Weiyuan close the door.

Successfully completed "Shut the door and go to bed".

Si Weiyuan: "..."

Lin Moyu fell asleep after returning to his room.

The book was just placed on the corner of the bed, and he didn't care about it.

Because he slept too late, when he got up to practice the next day, he was very lethargic. He was unable to do things like seal and cast spells, and made mistakes frequently, which made everyone laugh.

In order not to be laughed at by them anymore, Lin Moyu went to another remote place to practice the spell given by the immortal master today.

Seeing that there was no one around, Lin Moyu took a deep breath, raised his hands lightly, closed his palms, made a few complicated gestures, and then closed his fingers together to gather spiritual energy.

I don't know if his steps are wrong or his spiritual power is insufficient, but there is no response after trying for a long time.

Lin Moyu was not reconciled, and carefully recalled the steps of the immortal master, and then tried again.

This time he changed a movement, and when he finished, a faint light appeared on his fingertips.

Lin Moyu was ecstatic, and turned around to hit the beam of light on the big tree to see the effect.Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, someone grabbed his wrist.

Looking up, it turned out to be Si Weiyuan.

Lin Moyu asked in surprise, "Master?"

The light in his hand suddenly dimmed.

Si Weiyuan didn't let go of his hand immediately, but kept his expression calm, he didn't know if he was joking or really blamed him and said: "You are so courageous, you dare to attack Master."

"I don't dare!" What, this distance, this position, obviously he made it up by himself, right?Even immortals like to touch porcelain these days?

Lin Moyu hurriedly withdrew his hand, but Si Weiyuan didn't let it go, his brows were raised slightly, as if he was apologetic: "I clearly agreed last night, why did you leave?"

Yes, what did he promise?

Lin Moyu only remembered that he was very sleepy last night, and he really couldn't remember the rest, but he was afraid that he might have done something wrong, so he asked nervously, "Master, please clarify, what exactly did this disciple promise?"

Si Weiyuan glanced at him for a few times, but in the end he still didn't say what happened last night, instead he threw away Lin Moyu's hand, waved a sword, and put it between the two of them: "Forget it, you drank so much last night Spirit tea, presumably the spiritual power has improved a lot, so let me test your cultivation base."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sword automatically slashed at Lin Moyu as if alive.

But Si Weiyuan stepped aside, apparently not planning to participate.

Lin Moyu hastily drew his sword to resist, and turned to look at Si Weiyuan: "Master!"

"Admit defeat and stop."

Lin Moyu gritted his teeth, calculated the time to throw away the sword in his hand, and then quickly squatted down to avoid the attack of the spirit sword. At the same time, he caught the sword that fell with his right hand, and blocked it with his backhand.

I thought it would be a protracted battle, but when he was struggling to resist, the sword suddenly disappeared. Lin Moyu fell forward a few steps due to uncontrollable inertia, and when he turned back, the surrounding area was still empty.

Just when he was wondering where the sword was going, the sword suddenly appeared from behind him. Lin Moyu saw it out of the corner of his eye, and immediately turned around to avoid it, and fell to the ground.

The spirit sword took the opportunity to stab at him, Lin Moyu quickly turned over, the sword almost pierced his belt, when Lin Moyu got up, the belt was picked off by the spirit sword.

Lin Moyu's clothes suddenly fell apart.

Si Weiyuan watched very intently.

Even though his clothes were messy, Lin Moyu couldn't care so much at this moment. Just when the spirit sword was stabbing at him aggressively, he took off his coat without stopping and covered the spirit sword. The sword, cut down severely.

I thought I could subdue the spirit sword, but I didn't expect that when the sword went down, I only heard a "clang", which almost shattered Lin Moyu's tiger's mouth, and even the sword was a little unstable.

Lingjian took this opportunity to break out of his clothes, knocked Lin Moyu's sword flying, and then drew many swords on his body like a demonstration, tearing his clothes, but did not hurt his skin. superior.

At the same time, the corners of Si Weiyuan's mouth in the distance are also slightly raised.

A chill instantly spread from the neck to the limbs.

At this time, Lin Moyu was naked, and was threatened by a sword in an awkward posture.

After the outcome was decided, Si Weiyuan took off his coat and walked over, covering Lin Moyu with the clothes: "I still need to practice more."

Then he put away his sword and left.

But Lin Moyu stayed where he was, speechless in shame and indignation.