Li Zhuoguang saw this scene from the side and couldn't help but marveled: "Senior Yan, what is so special about my little brother that makes you want to take him under your sect so much. Although he has extraordinary talents and good luck. But he is not only a foreigner, but also a member of the public family. Both of these are probably the taboos of Senior Yan, right? " Yan Chixia didn't want to say more, she just wanted to fool him: "Hahahaha, you Jin Yiwei can open the door to accept foreigners and monsters under your sect. It doesn't matter to my Kunlun lineage that we accept all the foreigners." Li Zhuoguang waved his hand and said, "If you don't want to say it, forget it, but have you ever considered how to teach him when you don't understand the language?" Yan Chixia smiled proudly: "Since you have joined our Han family sect, you should learn my writing and respect my teachings." Li Zhuoguang poured a basin of cold water on Yan Chixia's head: "Our situation is quite special. We have to leave after completing the task. After leaving, our whereabouts need to be kept secret and we cannot communicate with the outside world. How much time do you have to teach him Word?" "Ah, can you ask him to quit the Jinyi Guard?" Li Zhuoguang stared at Yan Chixia with dead fish eyes: "What do you think?" "Then how can this be a good thing?" "Don't you have a ready-made translator in front of you?"
"No, absolutely not!" "Why not? If you feel you are at a disadvantage, I can find something else to trade with." Yan Chixia said sternly: "The "Taiyi Curse, Demon-killing and Protective Curse" is just a rumor, and it won't be a big deal even if it is spread, but "Flying Sword Art" is the secret skill of my Kunlun lineage, and even I am a genius. I have just mastered it, how can I let you listen to it?" Li Zhuoguang nodded, this was the truth, and said, "I can also become a disciple." Yan Chixia was surprised: "There is also a loophole in your sect that can be exploited to join other factions?!" Li Zhuoguang patted his chest proudly: "He is gifted and self-taught." Yan Chixia thought of the chronic suicide method developed by Li Zhuoguang himself, and nodded: "It makes sense that you don't have a master." Although Li Zhuoguang's talent was quite good in Yan Chixia's opinion, the so-called disciple did not disgrace his family background. But firstly, the spells Li Zhuoguang practiced were too evil, and secondly, he was still a member of the Imperial Guard. But Yan Chixia remembered her guess just now, and she couldn't control that much. He asked Li Zhuoguang to become his master on the spot and passed down the "Flying Sword Art" through Li Zhuoguang. Li Zhuoguang has a good memory, and Yan Chixia can memorize it by repeating it several times. Qin Daniu was a little closer, but he still recorded 60-70%. After teaching "Flying Sword Art", Yan Chixia smiled with satisfaction. Now it's like going to the market and finding a dusty pearl, although the merchant forced it to be sold to him in a beautiful box with some flaws. But it was a profit after all. Now that Mingzhu has been purchased, looking at the defective box, I feel that it is still pretty good. It was already evening when the three of them went out. Before entering, the three of them were still strangers. After going out, the three of them were like master and disciple. Others were surprised, but Li Zhuoguang didn't take the initiative to say anything, and they didn't ask any questions. Since you have become a master, it is natural for your disciples to take care of you. Fortunately, Li Zhuoguang had prepared a lot of food when he came out of Guobei County. Even the desolate beast meat jerky he purchased through Qin Daniu, he gritted his teeth and took out a few sticks to show his respect to Yan Chixia. Yan Chixia was very satisfied with the dried meat of wild beasts: "Although I have known that the six gates are good for cultivation, can you Jin Yiwei even get the meat of spiritual beasts?" "I'm ashamed. My junior brother gave me this. I can only borrow flowers and offer them to Buddha." "What junior brother? I'm called senior brother." "ah?!" "Ah, what? There is a first-come-first-served basis for entry. I will let him in first."
"But didn't he have no apprenticeship?" "I don't care, just agree." Li Zhuoguang could only hold his nose and admit it. Anyway, he and Qin Daniu had different relationships. At worst, he would call Qin Daniu his senior brother, and Qin Daniu would call him his eldest brother. After having enough wine and food, Yan Chixia said a few words and went to rest. As for Li Zhuoguang and his party, they are also planning to rest here for one night. After all, it’s still not safe to travel at night, as for Lanruo Temple. The tree demon's grandmother made an agreement with Yan Chixia. As long as she is not fascinated by the beauty of gold and silver, the tree demon cannot harm anyone. When Li Zhuoguang stepped into the monastery, he suddenly remembered, aren't there some zombies in the room here? They were all leftover food leftovers by grandma. Just as he was thinking about it, the group of people in the monastery heard the sound coming from under the floor of the room. Xiong Facai twitched his nose and knew what was underneath. He raised his paw to take a picture. Li Zhuoguang stopped him quickly: "Brother Facai, the house here has been in disrepair for a long time. If it has a slight bump, I'm afraid it will collapse. It's better for me to do it." Li Zhuoguang manifested the crimson touch, reached down from the gap in the floor, and chopped the zombies into pieces in a few breaths. The crimson magic power was swallowed up, and even the fragments turned into dust. Without the annoying things, the few of them were ready to take a rest. Xiong Facai also heard what Li Zhuoguang said just now. He controlled the demon power, gently blew the wind, and carefully blew the dust out of the house. Li Zhuoguang brought a folding tent and set it up in the middle of the monastery. He and Qin Daniu were able to sleep even though they were squeezed together. It's easy for Xiong to make a fortune. He uses his demon power to weave a big net and ties it between two pillars to create a hammock. Although it's not as comfortable as a bed, it's okay for just one night. As for Wei Changfeng and Wang Shuyun, they could only sleep in their clothes on the couch in the temple. Although Wang Shuyun was a woman and the world she lived in was also bound by feudal ethics. But in such a place, she really didn't dare to live in a room alone, so she could only make do with it. Everyone lay down and prepared to rest. Xiong Facai fluttered his furry ears, hesitated for a moment, and turned his head to Li Zhuoguang in the tent and said: "The silly boy who looks like your old friend is approaching this side, and there are wolves chasing him behind." Li Zhuoguang frowned, Ning Caichen? Didn't he go home after collecting the bills? Why did he come to Lanruo Temple? Forget it, don't think about it for now. If he goes a step later, he will probably be fed to the wolves. Li Zhuoguang came out of the tent and clasped his fists to Xiong Facai: "Thank you, Brother Facai, for telling me." Xiong Facai lay on the hammock and waved his paw lazily in response. Li Zhuoguang left the temple, and two crimson tentacles wrapped around his arms, bounced to the ground, and bounced him into the air. In the air, Li Zhuoguang saw candlelight flickering in the forest in front of Lanruo Temple. Two tentacles shot out, entangled two large trees outside the forest, and pulled Li Zhuoguang over. Entering the forest, he saw Ning Caichen running for his life. Ning Caichen suddenly found a figure in front of him, and when he looked closely, it was Li Zhuoguang who invited him to lunch at noon. He immediately shouted: "Brother Li, run! There are wolves behind!" Li Zhuoguang shook his head helplessly, and several tentacles emerged from behind him, passing Ning Caichen and heading towards the wolf pack.