Xin Tianyou was so quick that he was scared away from Xu Kongzi, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

The little dragon is not only a soul, but also has energy, which is more powerful than the "holy fetus" of a real person.

But the giant shadow it just now transformed into is only a dragon shape but no dragon power. It can be missed by saints for the time being, and it is still a lot short of it to make them bow their heads.

Besides, if you are offended by mortals, how can immortals not give some colors?

What to do next?

Xin Tianyou remembered the first words engraved by the Dian Taoist on the stone wall of the Purple Palace. Yu You was dull and lies, and people thought that Dian Taoist... He couldn't help but lit up.

Traditional Chinese medicine theory says that being more happy means being epilepsy, and being more angry means being crazy. This means that in the eyes of others, the old man is a happy epileptic, not an angry mentality.

In the classics of the Nanhai School, there must be records of the ancestor's temperament and behavior. So, how will he react after he is offended?

In most cases, I will laugh it off.

So, after a brief silence, a laugh came from the "White Jade Pillar".

"Nanxing, come here."

The little brat was stunned and looked south. Seeing his father's drooping fingers pointing, he immediately ran forward with excitement.

There is no way, the fist of the little charlatan is not hard enough. At the edge of the bee needle, one can only conquer people with virtue and continue to build momentum.

The reason I chose Nanxing is because children believe in magic the most and are more likely to become a breakthrough.

As for the Dao heart was covered in dirt after the Battle of Fanzhou, and it was difficult to improve in the state of decline. It was because of the scare of the black cloud and the psychological shadow was left. To solve this problem, it was not difficult to prescribe the right medicine.

A wonderful scene happened.

Nanxing ran to the beach with a big thorn, and he pinched a "Tai Chi Jue" with both hands, looking up at the "White Jade Pillar".

Everyone saw his back thrust and constantly wiped his eyes with his sleeves. Later, they covered his mouth, as if they wanted to cover up the laughter, which was strange.

The Kongxuzi was only five steps apart, and he turned his head slightly and stared at him as if he was thinking.

It is useless to solve a child's psychological problems. First, it is encouragement to restore his confidence. Second, it is evidence to allow him to see his own progress.

Xin Tianyou said dozens of words and finally said:

"...I'll give you elixirs to increase your skills. Go and challenge the old man next to you immediately and you will be sure to win."

A black thing flew out of the white mist and fell into Nanxing's hands. The latter grabbed it and chewed it.

Kongxuzi saw clearly, his mouth twitched, and he felt a stomachache.

Most people didn't know what was thrown out from the fog. The chefs in the kitchen, who were more than thirty steps away, widened their eyes in surprise and looked at each other.

Tsk, why does that fairy thing look like half a piece of yam? It’s very good to stir-fry, oily, and soup. It’s so good to eat it raw. It’s a spicy stomach.

They have to chop hundreds of this thing every day, so why don’t they know it?

Xin Tianyou injected half of the remaining yam after sticking her beard into energy and converted into spiritual energy to release it. It can quickly boost people's spirits and replenish true qi.

After Nan Xingbajibaji finished eating, he wiped his mouth with his sleeve and turned around.

Everyone was shocked when they saw it.

His realm fell from the middle realm of consecration to the first realm, which was not a big deal. Who would not encounter any bumps in practice? But if the mind was dirty, it would be very troublesome. He was listless in doing things and his cultivation speed was greatly reduced...

And now, the child is radiant and even his true energy has grown a lot.

Nan Xing tightened his face, respected the matter and bowed to Kongxuzi, and said:

"Grandpa, the ancestor ordered me to ask you about sword skills. You are older and younger, so you should reduce your realm to the same level and use magic tools."

Others are afraid of emptiness, but they are not afraid. When they were young, they often rode on the other person's shoulder to pull their beard.

Nanwang had such a precious son only in middle age, and he had a rare talent. He was so fond of all over Luofu Island.

Kongxuzi smiled slightly and nodded in agreement.

I thought to myself, the man on the sea really has a little temper and is not good at taking action after being offended, so he asked a child to come and teach him a lesson. He wanted to see if he only sent a message to the secret for a few dozen breaths, and Nanxing became a different person?

Everyone looked at me, and I looked at you, but they didn't dare to interrupt, but they were extremely puzzled.

After taking a piece of suspicious yam, Nanxing was full of energy, but how could he be the opponent of the Supreme Elder?

Although the other party suppressed the realm and spiritual consciousness, he was a great monk at the fourth level of the integration. His experience was still there, and his reaction speed was still there. How could his understanding of swordsmanship be compared?

Yun Fei stepped forward and handed over two peach wood swords. The two stood opposite each other five steps apart.

Nan Xing stood upright with his sword in both hands and bowed a lot.

Kongxuzi held the peach wood sword behind his back, as if an annoyed teacher hidden a ruler in his hand, and nodded and gave a gift.

This set of sword techniques of the Nanhai School is taken from a devastating sect and was originally created by a great scholar. After hundreds of years of improvement, the Confucian meaning of "central and peaceful" in sword techniques is integrated with the Taoist meaning of "natural and understanding" and is a compulsory course for every disciple.

After the etiquette of the two, Nan Xing looked forward with his left foot, his eyes closed slightly, and his right hand slowly stabbed forward.

ah……

What's the point of doing this?

Everyone who watched the game rolled their eyes all over the ground, and was shocked.

This move "Immortals' guide" is impeccable, and how can the movements be surprisingly slow? Even if you are a demonstration, it is not so slow. Which bastard teacher taught him his sword technique? Impossible, isn't that our great elder?

An old voice came from the fog, asking:

"Did you feel it?"

Nanxing stopped making an appointment and replied:

"It's a little bit, getting stronger and stronger, but I still can't grasp it."

"It doesn't matter, you just follow this feeling to draw the sword."

When he heard the conversation in the clouds and fog, not only the servants looked at each other, but even the elders looked strange.

It seems that the "ancestor" teaches Nanxing's warfare, but what's the use of sharpening a gun in the face of battle? If you really want to fight with people slowly, dozens of transparent holes have been poked out.

Kongxuzi's expression was solemn.

After suppressing the realm, his perception ability of the outside world decreased and he fell into a rather embarrassing situation.

Nan Xing closed his eyes slightly and stabbed the sword one by one. As the Supreme Elder with a high status, how could he have the nerve to take advantage of the disciples? But if he didn't take action, the sword would sooner or later. If the sword tip suddenly attacked when it came to his body, it would be like the knife holding the neck, and it would be too late to respond even if it was exquisitely done.

I obviously felt an abnormality around me, and I knew that the person on the sea was doing something, but I could not release the realm and observe it carefully.

There is no way, Kongxuzi gave in and avoided the point of the sword.

Unexpectedly, when his movements came, Nanxing seemed to have turned into a puppet with the mechanism turned on, accelerating instantly.

According to legend, Confucius went to see Laozi and walked to the shore of the Yellow River. He saw the river surging, the turbid waves rolling, his momentum was like a galloping horse, and his sound was like a tiger's roar and thunder.

The son was on the river and said, "The dead are like this."
Chapter completed!