Chapter 57

Yun Yihuan is extremely strict when teaching a person.

"No." Yun Yihuan's voice was extremely serious, "You are too slow and weak when you move, who can you defeat?"

Jiang Wang's arm holding the sword trembled slightly. The non-stop practice all morning made him sweat profusely, dizzy, and he could hardly hold on. "Master, can I take a rest?"

Yun Yihuan shook her head and refused, "No."

Jiang Wang's physique is too poor. In her opinion, he has only practiced for a few hours. As a mortal, Sima Yan's physique is much stronger than his. What's more, it is normal for monks to fight for days and nights. What will happen to him in the future? Walking on rivers and lakes?
Hearing this, Jiang Wang could only grit his teeth and bear it, not because he was weak-willed, but because his body really couldn't bear it anymore. He sometimes thought that God gave him a brilliant brain but not a strong body.

It's hard to have both in this world.

Seeing that Jiang Wang's face was three points paler than usual, Yun Yihuan thought of his delicate and frail body, "Go and rest for a while."

"Thank you, Master!" Jiang Wang put away his sword, relieved.

Even though Jiang Wang was tired and anxious, he described it as dignified sitting on the delicate soft couch and panting. The servants around him who had been serving him all the year round brought him the tonic that he had been taking all year round, those who held up umbrellas, those who beat his legs and back Legs squeezed his back, and the servant brought him timely duck soup with lotus leaf and winter melon to clear away the heat and relieve the heat.

The servants wanted to feed Jiang Wang, but Jiang Wang waved his hand and refused. He took the lotus leaf winter melon from the servant's hands and made duck soup, and signaled everyone to stop and avoid, while he brought the soup to Yun Yihuan himself.

"Master, do you want to drink? This is the best for clearing away heat and relieving summer heat, and it's super delicious." Jiang Wang blinked his soft-hearted fox eyes with a hint of flattery.

"Jiang Wang, we cultivators should be fasting, so you should eat less of these soups in the future."

Jiang Wang was cooking old duck soup with lotus leaf and winter melon, and he was extremely wronged when he heard Yun Yihuan's words, "But the master will drink the soup he made at Mr. Ji's place."

Jiang Wang red eyes, tears fell into the soup, splashing waves of ripples, "Does the master hate me? So he refuses to drink my soup? I know that I am no better than Mr. Ji in everything, without him Cooking, without him, I would please Master, without him being gentle and beautiful."

Yun Yihuan looked at the aggrieved young man in front of him, and just wanted to ask silently, could this really be a descendant of the Protoss?

No way?If the protoss were like him, it's no wonder they disappeared long ago.

"Jiang Wang, what do you compare to Peigu? He's not a monk, so naturally he doesn't need bigu. You and I are both monks, how can you always enjoy the lust of tongue?"

Yun Yihuan tried to reason with Jiang Wang.

But the sad Jiang Wang didn't listen at all, he just kept saying, "But master ate Mr. Ji's food, why can't he eat mine?"

He seemed like a naive child who could only focus on one point.

Yun Yihuan was helpless, forget it, it was just a sip of soup.

After she returned the empty bowl to Jiang Wang, seeing the background of Jiang Wang happily walking back with the empty bowl, she was confused for a moment. Since she came to this world, hasn't she changed a little bit?

How could she be willing to drink these things before?
She licked her lips and smiled slightly.

But the taste is really good. . .

After a short rest, Jiang Wang was grabbed by Yun Yihuan to practice his sword again. His swordsmanship was really bad, and the way he gestured with a sword was no different from that of a young boy slashing wildly with a sword in Yun Yihuan's view.

It seemed that Jiang Wang really didn't have the talent for kendo.

She propped her head and looked at it for a while, and finally decided to give up kendo and let Jiang Wang learn the talent he was interested in and good at.

Not all monks have to learn the way of swordsmanship, as long as they find the way that suits them and achieve the ultimate, they can naturally ascend to the great way.

"Jiang Wang, come here."

When Jiang Wang heard Yun Yi calling him, he turned to look at her curiously, but because the sword in his hand could not control the strength, he fell headlong.

Yun Yihuan covered her forehead, she should fix something else as soon as possible.

When Jiang Wang got up from the ground, there was still a lot of grass on his head, before he could pat it off, he ran to Yun Yihuan, "Master, are you calling me?"

"Ah."

Yun Yihuan drew his sword, flicked it with her index finger, and the quaint sword made a buzzing sound, "The sword is a good sword, but it's a pity it's not suitable for you."

"Master, do you want to change a sword for me?" Jiang Wang couldn't help but brighten his eyes. He heard that the sword in the hands of senior brother Yuan Bao was a gift from his master.

"It's not a change for you." Yun Yihuan returned the sword to the scabbard and returned it to Jiang Wang, "It's a change."

"What do you mean?" Jiang Wang tilted his head in confusion.

"Kendo is not suitable for you, let me teach you something else."

Yun Yihuan thought that Jiang Wang would be very happy to accept it. After all, when he practiced swords, he always complained of suffering and tiredness. firm.

"No! Master, I want to learn the way of swordsmanship."

"Why do you have to learn the way of the sword?" Yun Yihuan was puzzled, "I heard the suzerain praised you. With your talent, if you change to other ways, it will be much easier than the way of the sword."

"How is the technique?"

"I don't want it!" Jiang Wang shook his head, "Master, if I want academic methods, I can study them in my spare time. My academic methods are very fast!"

"I beg Master to continue teaching me the way of swordsmanship." Jiang Wang pulled Yun Yihuan's clothes pitifully, "Master, you can teach me again. I promise I won't be lazy! I must persevere! Follow what Master said Do."

"But your physique is really not suitable for the way of swordsmanship, so why bother?"

Yun Yihuan was even more confused. Why did Jiang Wang choose the thankless way of swordsmanship when he had a better choice?
She suddenly thought that teenagers generally like to wield knives and guns, and think it's super cool for a sword master to cut mountains and rivers with a sword, so does he also want to practice swordsmanship?

Yun Yihuan felt that she understood Jiangwang's psychology, so she hurriedly persuaded him, "Jiangwang, in fact, the skills are also very cool, and the fights are also colorful, flying sand and flying stones, no worse than swordsmanship."

Unexpectedly, Jiang Wang was not moved at all, "Master, I am not a child anymore!"

"Why do you insist on the way of the sword? If you don't tell me, I will definitely not teach you."

Jiang Wang saw that Yun Yihuan was serious, and after dawdling for a long time, Fang hesitantly said, "Because Master is a great swordsman. All the brothers in the sect want to see your sword moves!"

Yun Yihuan never expected this to be the reason, "I practice swordsmanship, but you don't have to. You only know that I am good at swordsmanship, so am I not good at other aspects?"

Jiang Wang shook his head. Master is well-known as an all-rounder in the world of cultivating immortals, and he has achieved the ultimate in everything, but her sword is too outstanding to make people the most impressive.

There is no master who can't, otherwise he wouldn't be still in the void stage, and he would be more respected than many immortals.

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