It took nearly an hour for my master Ma Yu to gather my inner breath. Although I was exhausted, my master Ma Yu was sweating profusely. There was nothing I could do about it. While I had to gather my internal energy, I had to force my qigong to simulate the Quanzhen Mind Method. With the help of my mind, I would have really become obsessed with it. However, my internal energy operation could not be hidden from Master Ma Yu, a master. If he hadn't thought that my internal breath was running around and even had a different way of operation, I would have been exposed. Even so, it took him a lot of effort to surrender my retrograde breath. Seeing that I was fine, my master asked me to adjust my luck and breathing alone in the quiet room, and the two walked out together. After all, there was Zhao Zhijing in front of me.

On the way to see Zhao Zhijing, Ma Yu suddenly asked Qiu Chuji: "Junior brother, how long have you been teaching Kang'er martial arts?"

Qiu Chuji was stunned for a moment, not understanding why his senior brother asked this, and replied in confusion: "I found Kang'er four years ago. It only took a year and a half to teach Kang'er martial arts. Kang'er practiced the rest of the time alone. This time I went to Beijing, I found that Kang'er was often lazy, so I took him back to Zhongnan Mountain. Senior brother, I took Kang'er as my disciple. Senior brother knows about this. Is there anything wrong with it?"

"Oh, nothing wrong." Ma Yu stopped and turned to Qiu Chuji and said, "You have been teaching for more than a year. You have been practicing sloppy for three years. You can reach such a state. You are really a martial arts genius. You are very powerful at such a young age, and it is even more difficult to take action without sticking to moves. It is like an antelope hanging on the horns without any trace. It has the style of our uncle Zhou. Junior brother, you can accept it well, as a disciple."

When Qiu Chuji heard the praise from his senior brother, he couldn't help but feel a little happy. As soon as he wanted to speak out, he changed his mind and frowned and said, "But, judging from the battle just now, this guy took ruthless moves and left no room for moves, especially the last move, which almost cost Zhijing's life. Now he is still young, and if he grows up, it may not be a blessing in the martial arts world."

"What my senior brother taught is that I only paid attention to teaching him martial arts. This is the way to establish a person but never taught him. He is good at the King of Jin and is naturally arrogant. In the future, I will teach Kang'er more about his principles of dealing with people and ask his senior brother to teach him more."

"Junior brother, since Master Xianyou and Uncle Zhou disappeared, the momentum of my Quanzhen Sect is not as good as before. For the sake of Master's face, the one from Baituo Mountain is still eyeing my sect. Although I, Quanzhen Seven Sons, are determined to revive the master, they are really powerless. Whenever I think about this, I feel ashamed of my teacher's kindness." When talking about this, both of them looked sad. His Quanzhen Seven Sons relied on a set of Big Dipper Seven Star Formation. Although he was not afraid of any hero in the martial arts world, he always beats less and there is no glory to say it out. Besides, Quanzhen Seven Sons cannot be together all the time. It is not difficult for those who are interested to divide and annihilate it. Therefore, although the reputation of Quanzhen Seven Sons has not diminished in recent years, the reputation of Quanzhen Sons is much worse than that of Wang Chongyang when he was alive.

"Junior brother, now you can accept such a talented disciple. It's really the master who has a spirit in heaven. I descend to revitalize my Quanzhen Sect. Can you restrain your heroic spirit when you were young? Go to the mountain a few times and teach this disciple more. I think that this son not only learned your martial arts, but also learned your stubbornness of not giving up." Looking at his junior brother Qiu Chuji's slouching look, he thought that his disciple would rather endure internal injuries than embarrassing, Ma Yu couldn't help but shake his head. He knew that this junior brother was easy to change and his nature was difficult to change, so he had to make up his mind to mention this nephew in the future.

Thinking of something again, Ma Yu asked, "Junior brother, have you told him about Kang'er's life experience?"

"Not yet, senior brother. I'm afraid that this child will be under too much pressure after knowing his life experience, which will hurt his nature. I want to wait until he competes with Brother Guo's orphans when he is eighteen years old before telling him about his life experience. Before that, let him practice martial arts with peace of mind."

"Oh, junior brother, you have been so many years, and you still have the idea of ​​winning or losing. You are not like a Taoist practitioner. I don't know if the seven heroes of Jiangnan have found the orphans of the Guo family."

"Oh, this senior brother is relieved. The seven monsters must have found Brother Guo's son. At the beginning of the year, a friend who came back from Mongolia once mentioned that the seven monsters had settled in Mongolia. I guess they also found that Guo Jing in Mongolia and taught martial arts there."

"Junior brother, the seven heroes, the ancient Taoist charity, worked tirelessly to teach you an old friend orphan in Mongolia. I am really a person of our generation. Don't be too obsessed with your thoughts on victory or defeat."

Qiu Chuji nodded and said, "What my senior brother taught me is that I will definitely not let the seven monsters lose too badly. I will let Kang'er show mercy at that time."

Seeing that Ma Yu had been persuading him for a long time, but there was no effect. Qiu Chuji didn't take it seriously at all. Knowing that his junior brother was so competitive by nature, he had to shake his head and go to see Zhao Zhijing's injuries together.

Unexpectedly, I suffered some internal injuries on the first day of Chongyang Palace in Zhongnan Mountain. Fortunately, with the help of my master Ma Yu, I was fine. Moreover, I made great progress because of my little Wuxianggong. I thought it was because of the internal force of my master Ma Yu, which made me feel a blessing in disguise. That night, the master was worried about my injury and asked me to accompany him in the quiet room until dawn. Anyway, there was no Rongrong and Hongxiu accompanying me, and it was the same there.

The next day, when it was still dawn, the bells of the Chongyang Palace rang. This was the bells that called the entire Chongyang Palace to get up and do morning classes. Although I am not a Taoist priest, I still have to attend morning classes every day. Even if I want to pretend to be sick, I said yesterday before my uncle left that I would be fine if I rest for one night, which made me not have the chance to be lazy. Moreover, I will have to announce the punishment for this morning class. According to the master, although Zhao Zhijing was not seriously injured, my knee hit really ruined his face. I think that was the case, such a severe blow, even if Xiao Zhao went to Korea, he would have to say goodbye to his nose. In this way, I can't escape the charge of being too serious.

Although the master also revealed that the head sect will not punish too much, and will only punish me for a small punishment, I am still a little nervous. Who knows how small the so-called small punishment of your Quanzhen Sect is? If you always face the wall for a few years, your youth will be explained to the pile of Taoist priests.

When we arrived at the Chongyang Hall, the sixth son of Quanzhen was in front, and all the three generations of disciples were behind, and they all burned incense to the ancestors together, and then we began to solve the problem of my fight with Zhao Zhijing yesterday. The head teacher Ma Yuluo was whispering a lot of nonsense that was not painful. I was too lazy to listen to it, so I secretly glanced at the front of my uncle Wang Chuyi. Sure enough, I saw the unlucky Zhao Zhijing. Zhao Zhijing was really a bit terrible. The two panda eyes were bandaged, the face was swollen, and the corners of my mouth were broken. I saw my heart very relaxed. Although I was nervous and dared not laugh, the smile in my eyes could not be hidden. This time it was terrible that people saw it. I quickly lowered my head and pretended to be heartbroken. I still had to restrain myself in this extraordinary period.

The above whined for a long time, and finally finally told me about my punishment. The general meaning was that Zhao Zhijing and I were injured by the order of the master, and would not be investigated. However, because I did not take any serious actions and were too harsh in the attack, I punished me to go to the Sutra Pavilion of Chongyang Palace to sort out the notes of the ancestor to adjust my mind. This punishment is simply a reward for me. I have long wanted to see if this former Wang Chongyang, the world's number one, has left me. Before I went up the mountain, I had this idea to visit the Sutra Pavilion. Now I have got what I want and really locked the rat in the rice jar.

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Comrades, a painful lesson. A Fei was just having fun with 10.1 and there is no update. Now there is no list. T_T

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