The old scholar turned around and complained to the two fools, "What are you doing there? Why don't you come and see your junior brother!"

The old scholar still held the arm of the closed disciple with one hand and was reluctant to let go.

Left and Liu Shiliu walked quickly to the husband.

Liu Shiliu and the junior brother smiled and nodded, and finally met.

Chen Ping'an immediately bowed and said, "I have met Senior Brother Jun Qian."

This senior brother who met for the first time helped earn a large amount of gold essence copper coins on the side of Luopo Mountain.

He said with a stern face, "I'm very capable."

Chen Ping'an stood up and glanced at the gentleman.

The old scholar jumped up and slapped him on his left and right head, "Why are you a senior brother talking to your junior brother? You are so sarcastic. Who taught you?!"

He didn't move at all, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Half is the truth."

The old scholar found that his closed disciple was still a little aggrieved, and immediately shouted to his left and right: "Where is the other half, I will eat it for you, and I will vomit it out if I have the ability! Say, sir, you must be fair and never favor anyone..."

The left and right had to say against his will: "That's all the truth."

Liu Shiliu adheres to a principle of turning a blind eye and hearing, which has nothing to do with me.

The two brothers, Chen Ping'an, really want to fight, it will not be too late to persuade them to fight again.

No one can imagine that among the Wen Sheng lineage and the brothers, the one with the best temper is the left and right.

So the one who gets beaten and scolded the most has always been the ones.

Of course, besides being on the side of the teacher, it is definitely not just a matter of fighting or scolding or scolding.

It is a little better within the master's sect. As long as the Wen Sheng lineage is out, the left and right after practicing swordsmanship will be completely another one, and I have never suffered any losses.

The talismans are directed by Xuanmen, Huang Zi nobleman in the Tianshi Mansion of Longhu Mountain, and Han Qiaose from Baidi City, all have bad luck sword immortal embryos.

Chen Ping'an bowed and said, "I have met Senior Brother Zuo."

He frowned slightly, just because he was not skeptical about Chen Ping'an for his sake.

The teacher and the student, four of them sat down.

Chen Ping'an glanced at the chess game on the table, "Mr. must have given advice to the two senior brothers."

The old scholar smiled so hard that he couldn't stop. Look at what is a slight understanding and what is a proud disciple. That's it!

I don’t get angry at the same time.

Liu Shiliu suddenly understood the source of the Lupo Mountain atmosphere.

It’s so strange. Logically speaking, the teacher didn’t teach much knowledge to the junior brother. The two sides have been together for a very short time. Why is the junior brother better than the younger brother?

The old scholar was as if only Chen Ping'an was in his eyes, and said, "Sir, I'm really unable to escape from it and I can't find you."

Chen Ping'an stood up and bowed again.

The old scholar sighed, stood up, patted Chen Ping'an's arm gently, and said softly: "Don't do this, otherwise the sir will feel even more guilty. Sit down and chat, hurry up."

Liu Shiliu glanced at the left and right, and his face turned a little better.

Liu Shiliu changed his gaze a little, looked at the young man in blue shirt and swords, sitting upright, straightening his back, clenched his fists, and putting them on his knees.

There are a pair of eyes that will make people remember deeply, clear and bright, just like the streams of the mountain, and there is no place that cannot be reached.

The old scholar said, "Left and right, Jun Qian, talk about your affairs, don't wait for the junior brother to ask you."

Liu Shiliu talked about the situation after returning to Haoran World, went to Luopo Mountain, asked about the fist of Yutian, then went south to Laolong City, then went to Tongyezhou, and collected a direct disciple in a blessed place. Finally, he went to the wild world. When he arrived at the Great Wall of Sword Qi, he happened to meet his senior brothers and went to the Middle Earth Confucian Temple together.

After about half a stick of incense, Chen Ping'an listened at the ears. During this period, he only asked about two things in detail, Tong Yezhou's Demon-Suppressing Building, and the founding disciple of Jun Qian.

When it was his turn, he didn't say much, just a sentence, "After leaving Haoran, he fought with others outside the sky, but he didn't die."

Chen Ping'an asked in a low voice: "Where is Xiao Feng now?"

He said left and right: "He was cut down to Qingming World."

Chen Ping'an was speechless.

Xiao Yin, who served as the hidden official at the Great Wall of Sword Qi, was a sword cultivator in the 14th realm.

Even if Xiao Yan’s fourteenth realm is not the Hedao Renhe pursued by the sword cultivator, he is still a real fourteenth realm.

Chen Ping'an had just experienced the power of the monks in the 14th level.

In the mouth of the senior brother, he fought with a fourteenth-level sword cultivator, as if it were the matter of exchanging swords with each other, and they would cut their own swords until they were killed...

For a moment, Chen Ping'an regretted it because he remembered the sword training process at the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

The left and right said, "Cao Qinglang is rigorous in his academic research and has a clear mind. Pei Qian is diligent in martial arts and does not waste her talent. Both of them respect their teachers and respect their teachings. The two students and disciples you received are good."

What this means is that the teacher of the student and the master of the disciple may not be "good"?

Chen Ping'an took out a pot of wine and handed it to his husband and senior brothers one by one.

The old scholar took off the mud seal, held the wine pot with both hands, raised his head and took a small sip, smiled and nodded slightly, and after a small sip of wine, the old man became a little intoxicated.

Young and eager to learn is like the sunrise. Be strong and eager to learn is like the light in the sun. A gentleman's learning is like a melting, and he moves it.

Old and eager to learn is like a bright future. A gentleman does not care about the decline of the year, but is worried about his ambitions.

The three disciples in front of him all made the teacher feel that his knowledge was shallow and there was nothing to teach.

Even each one is so good that even the husband told them to take good care of themselves seemed a bit unnecessary.

When a cultural context declines, people who are transformed by this culture will feel pain.

The swordsmanship is high and talent is also high, but it is limited by one's own temperament.

Jun Qian is actually very knowledgeable and has a good temper. She is suitable for teaching and answering questions, but she is ultimately limited by that kind of identity.

In the end, some burden fell on the shoulders of the youngest Chen Ping'an.

Chen Ping'an suddenly said: "After the last time my husband left, Senior Brother Zuo did not take his friends to the wine shop to take care of the business."

The broken jar is gone, and the sir is here, who is afraid of whom?

Dark faces on both sides.

Liu Shiliuchao gave the young junior brother a thumbs up.

The old scholar said, "Left and right."

The left and right said immediately: "It was the student who forgot."

The old scholar asked again: "Did you forget that you have a junior brother?"

Left and left and right without saying a word.

The old scholar said, "If sir is correct, your junior brother is on the side of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and you, a senior brother, can rely on it. It is said that one senior brother is equal to half an elder. It seems that the teacher's words are useless."

The left and right had to say, "I have taught my junior brother swordsmanship and I have paid attention to the matter of studying."

The old scholar said, "It's very aggrieved to listen to your tone."

He shook his head left and right and said, "No. He is a senior brother, and his responsibilities are."

I have never liked drinking in my life and started drinking.

Chen Ping'an said, "Sir, I heard that there is a girl named Yu Xin in Tongyezhou. She seems to have a good relationship with her senior brother. This girl is very responsible. She took a great risk back then and wanted to send a message to the ancestor of Yuguizong in the past."

The old scholar smiled and said, "I know, I know, the gentleman has seen her. He is a good girl. He is indeed a kind-hearted woman. You, Senior Brother Zuo, may not be worthy of it."

He said left and right: "It's good if you can't deserve it."

Since I dare not refute, I can only settle for the second best.

Chen Ping'an was about to speak, but his eyes were squinting from left to right.

Chen Ping'an had to shut up and not add icing on the cake.

The old scholar slowly stood up with the wine pot and smiled, "Sir, have something to do, so you three are chatting."

When the students were not here, the old man would complain that the Confucian Temple was so anxious to start the discussion. What's wrong with delaying for a few days? When the three students arrived in Gongdelin, the old man began to complain that the discussion was so big. Why not worry? It would be better to prepare for a few more days.

As for what the old scholar is busy with, of course he is busy talking to his old friends.

Let’s talk about the average sword training qualifications of students. If you are not outside the sky, you can’t kill that 14th realm sword cultivator, right? The stupid man made a punch at the sky curtain of Baopingzhou, and there’s nothing to say. Of course, I have to ask those old guys, do you know who came to the Merit Forest before, which is more restricted than Yu Xuan’s return to the Confucian Temple? By the way, I ask what year is the Middle Earth God Island this year, and then convert the Dali year name of Baopingzhou to know how old my closed disciple is today...

The three of them stood up with the old man.

He whispered left and right: "Sir."

The old scholar asked in confusion: "What are you doing?"

The left and right didn't say anything, just felt guilty and sad.

The old scholar laughed. The short old man stood on tiptoe and straightened the collar of the disciple's clothes and comforted him: "Sir is just a teacher, not a person who shouts to fight and kill. His realm and cultivation, fighting skills, etc., is also called a matter? It's not difficult to know that a gentleman is there every day."

Nodding left and right.

The old scholar suddenly shouted: "Jun Qian."

Liu Shiliu immediately said respectfully: "The student is here."
To be continued...