"You, who are you?!"

Changyang Kuangri was like a cat with a tail trampled on, exclaiming, quickly erasing the tears from his face.

Never let people know that he was crying.

That's too embarrassing.

"Little guy, don't be nervous, I'm not a bad guy."

The figure walked towards the cave, and as he walked forward, the blocked light shot back into the cave, quickly refracting on the stone wall, illuminating his figure.

"Um?"

Changyang was stunned.

This figure seems familiar...

I'll think about it.

I saw it where I have seen it.

"Senior Meng! You are Senior Meng Fanchen!"

Suddenly, a look of horror appeared on his face, and then he became at a loss.

Oh my God!

He actually met such a super strong man in this remote cave.

He was very excited and a little nervous inside. After all, this was a master who defeated the great elder in one move and came on the "Sacred Face" and was an existence that the entire Qingluan Sect should respect.

"Um."

Meng Fanchen smiled and nodded, with a kind face full of kindness: "Little guy, what's your name?"

"My young man Changyang Kuang Day, pay homage to senior!"

Changyang Kuangri quickly knelt down and was flattered. He was so arrogant that senior Meng Fanchen, who was so noble and powerful, was so kind to him, which was something he never dared to think about.

“No need to be polite.”

Meng Fanchen looked at the other party's excited expression, laughed in his heart, and then his expression became more kind: "Child, everyone is practicing in the early morning, what are you doing here?"

He asked knowingly.

In fact, he had been lying at the entrance of the cave for a long time and probably knew the situation of the boy.

Of course, he had to pretend not to know.

As a senior, how could it be eavesdropped?

"Senior...I..."

When Changyang Kuangri heard this, his face showed a tangled look, as if it was a little difficult to speak.

"It's okay, say boldly."

Meng Fanchen smiled and nodded, his eyes filled with encouragement, like a pool of spring water, which seemed to be able to tolerate everything.

"I……"

Changyang Kuangri took a deep breath, finally plucked up the courage, gritted his teeth and said, "I have been practicing in the Qingluan Sect for eight years and have not made any progress. Now I am sixteen years old and still stay in the body refining stage, with only 80,000 kilograms of strength... I am a waste!"

Meng Fanchen's smile stiffened.

Then he returned to normal, with a calm and calm expression on his face as a person who had experienced it, and encouraged him: "It's okay, you are still young, as long as you persist and work hard, you will definitely be able to break through. There is an achievement in this world called "a late bloomer."

"senior!"

Changyang Kuangri suddenly looked at Meng Fanchen, with shock in his eyes, and then... gradually burst into tears.

How long has it been?

How long has anyone said this to him?

Over the years, seeing that he has not made any breakthroughs, even the people closest to him have begun to disappoint him, no longer encourage him, and just let him go and let him die.

He was about to give up himself.

But!

Today, Senior Meng, a big man standing in the clouds, actually bowed down his noble body and said to him, the humble ant, "You can, don't give up..."

This encouragement.

How heavy it is.

This is a weight that life cannot bear!

So, he cried.

With a "wow" sound, I burst into tears...

There is only one time for men to cry openly, and that is the time to be moved.

"Okay, why are you crying?"

Meng Fanchen didn't expect the other party to react so fiercely, but he still pretended to be kind and touched his head.

"Senior...I...I..."

Changyang Kuangri raised his head, his nose, tears mixed in a cloud of snot, and he choked and said, "There has never been a big shot. I have encouraged me like you, I... I am so touched."

"Hahaha."

Meng Fanchen laughed silently and said gently: "Practice well and never give up. When you are strong enough, the whole world will smile at you."

"Um!!"

Changyang Kuangri nodded heavily, clenched his fists, and his eyes became firmer again.

He will definitely succeed.

He cannot let down his senior's expectations!

"Well... I think that your roots and bones are not bad, and you shouldn't be stuck in the body refining stage. It's mostly because of the problem of your cultivation method." Meng Fanchen pondered for a moment and said, "I want to see your cultivation method, but I don't know if it's inconvenient."

“Convenient, convenient!”

Changyang Kuangri said without hesitation, then quickly took out a yellow book and handed it to Meng Fanchen tremblingly: "This is the practice of the younger generation, which makes the seniors worry."

He was very excited.

Senior, please give him guidance in person!

Perhaps, his martial arts really had some flaws that were not suitable for him, and he had broken his body. Now that his seniors took action and traced the root cause, they would definitely solve his problem!

What he didn't know was.

Meng Fanchen is more excited than him...

A martial art!

He finally touched it.

He was finally able to embark on the path of cultivation, and the mysterious path of cultivation officially opened the door to him.

With excitement.

He opened the book.

Wow!

After turning it quickly a few times, he sighed and shook his head: "According to my observations... your technique is indeed not suitable for you."

"Please give me some advice!"

Changyang Kuangri showed expectation and was very excited. It seemed that the senior discovered his problem.

"Your situation is quite complicated, and I don't know how to solve it for a while. Let's do this... You can try changing another martial art first." Meng Fanchen pondered for a moment and said.

"yes."

Changyang Kuangri nodded, but soon showed a hint of embarrassment, lowered his head, and said embarrassedly: "Senior... junior... there are no extra skills."

Just wait for your words!!

Meng Fanchen laughed in his heart, but he remained silent on the surface. He silently untied the Sumeru bag on his waist and threw it to him: "There should be a few martial arts in it, please look at it and choose."

Changyang Kuangri was stunned, then ecstatic, thanked loudly: "Thank you, senior, thank you for giving me the Dharma!"

Immediately, he injected his magic power and opened the storage bag. Because he had no divine consciousness, he could not accurately remove the things inside. He could only open the hole roughly and then pour it on the ground...

"Crazy!"

Suddenly, a lot of things fell out, including gorgeous clothes, sharp swords, glorious herbs, various bottles and jars, and many books...

"this……"

Changyang Kuangri didn't expect so many things, then looked at Meng Fanchen nervously and said weakly: "Senior, I..."

He felt that he had caused trouble. After all, so many things were scattered on the ground, which was very indecent.

"It's okay."
To be continued...