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Chapter 33

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I pulled back Huang Shulang, who was about to escape, no matter what, we have to have a scapegoat right. How can we just give up on such a huge meat shield. Train a disciple for a thousand days, use the disciple for a moment.

"Do you have any dreams as a person?" I asked seriously.

"Master. I don't want my dreams to become my last wish? " Huang Shulang scowled, this guy is really marked by the company he keeps, after being with me for so long, his IQ increased quite a bit. It made me feel like my IQ wasn't enough.

"Then never mind, since you're actually a dragon, and want to be a martial arts master. Pretend I didn't say anything. But I'll make it clear to you, since you don't have any dreams, then don't call me master anymore, the fate between us masters is over. From now on, you should just go home and live your life of eating and fattening up. I, your master, am a person who cultivates, and goes against the heavens, "I waved my hand, and walked home without looking back.

This Fatso really did have masochistic tendencies, after hearing me say that, he immediately came back to his senses, and quickly chased after me, "Master, make yourself clear. Actually, although I'm a coward, but in my heart, I still want to be a martial arts master. Looking like this, I understand it in my heart. At most, I'll take over my old man's job and be a butcher. It's probably not a problem to marry a woman, but if I want to marry a decent one, it might be a bit difficult. So, I have a dream since I was young, to become a martial arts master when I grow up, and marry a woman as beautiful as Ren Yingying. "

I chuckled. He's so fat, yet he still wants to marry Ren Yingying. However, I still walked home without looking back. Since Fatso's curiosity was already piqued. If I paid attention to him too quickly, this guy might go back on his words.

I quickened my steps. Fatso chased after me while panting, "Master, Master, why are you walking so quickly? "Tell me about it." What is cultivation? "

Only then did I stop, "You really want to know?"

"Yes." Huang Shulang nodded vigorously.

"That's good. It seems that if I don't show you my skills, you will doubt your master's ability," I casually used my energy to condense a water seal script, then directly activated it above Huang Shulang's head.

"Hua la!"

"Ah! It's raining! "Huang Shulang was drenched like a drowned rat and quickly ran. Looking up, the scorching sun was right above their heads. Huang Shulang immediately felt a chill all over his body.

"Ghost! Master, there's a ghost!" Huang Shulang trembled all over.

I was really worried. If I brought this guy with me, he wouldn't be a meat shield, but a huge burden.

I waved my hand, and directly activated a wind seal. A gust of wind blew directly towards Huang Shulang. Fortunately, Huang Shulang's tonnage was big enough. Although the wind was strong, it didn't blow Huang Shulang down, but Huang Shulang couldn't open his eyes. When the wind passed, it just happened to blow the water off Huang Shulang's body. After all, the water formed from energy was different from normal water.

"Huh?" Even if Huang Shulang was stupid, he knew that something was wrong. He looked left and right, and after a long time, he said to me, "Master, the villagers used to say that you were an unlucky ghost. So you really are a ghost. "

"Ah!" Soon, Huang Shulang let out a scream, and was kicked more than a zhang away by me. He flew high into the air, and landed heavily on the ground. Fortunately, Huang Shulang went through my devilish training. Otherwise, this fall would have turned Fatso into a huge meat patty.

"Huang Shulang, you dare to talk to your master like that, are you tired of living?" I walked to Huang Shulang's side and asked.

"No, no. Master, you didn't tell me clearly just now. Are you really a cultivator? "Huang Shulang asked.

"Didn't you experience it just now? If you want to do it again, the benevolent me can fulfill your wish. "I laughed, and looked at Huang Shulang with bad intentions.

"Uh, no need, no need. I already experienced it. Master, you're saying that if I go with you to the main peak of Eight Horn Mountain, I can also learn the magic you just used? "Huang Shulang asked.

"I can't guarantee that. Learning magic requires talent. If your talent is too bad, then there's no hope. However, even if you don't learn magic, it's still very easy to become a martial arts expert. "I revealed a smile on my face. Fatso wanted to pull out my demonic palm, uh, it should be my palm, but it wasn't that easy.

Thus, Huang Shulang started to get anxious, and used his somewhat anxious IQ to calculate the gains and losses. After a long time, he probably couldn't calculate whether the gains outweighed the losses, or the losses outweighed the benefits, and could only give up. "Master, if I go with you on an adventure, you will at least give me something to protect my life, right? For example, magic treasures, spirit treasures, etc. "

"You wish. Magic treasures, spirit treasures, Master doesn't even have them. At most, I'll give you a hoe. Even a shoulder pole is fine. "I angrily kicked Huang Shulang. It was as if I was begging him. As a disciple, he didn't have any awareness of being a disciple.

"Master, why am I always getting hit?" Huang Shulang was in so much pain that he wanted to cry.

"What do you know? A strict master produces a brilliant disciple, "I said seriously.

For this kind of thing, confidentiality was the most important. I used the second half of the journey, and warned Huang Shulang seriously that he definitely couldn't leak the secret, otherwise I would have to punish him according to the sect rules.

"Master, what are the rules of our sect?" Huang Shulang asked in confusion after being lectured by me a few times.

"Our sect rules are, when the two of us have the same opinion, you must listen to me. When the two of us have different opinions, you still have to listen to me, "I thought about it seriously and said.

"Then when will you listen to me?" Huang Shulang said in a wronged tone.

"En, this question is very simple. You are the eldest disciple, when I'm not here, you are the biggest, "I gave Huang Shulang a benefit.

"Master, when are you going to accept another disciple?" Huang Shulang asked.

"If I take Li Lijuan in, do you think she will listen to you?" I laughed.

"That's definitely impossible. This girl is too strong. She's so strong. I definitely can't beat her. Don't let her learn martial arts. She didn't learn martial arts, I can't beat her. If she learns martial arts. I will be bullied by her for the rest of my life, "Huang Shulang couldn't see any hope.

"Don't worry, you are the eldest martial brother, I will teach you the most powerful martial arts in the future," I suddenly thought of the most important question, "Are you going or not?"

"Master, I still have to think about it," Huang Shulang quickly ran back home this time.

Since the weekend wasn't here yet, I wasn't in a hurry. I wasn't worried about Huang Shulang at all. In less than a day, he would have to run over himself.

"I'm going to go with you," Huang Shulang ran to my side.

"Okay, that's my good disciple," I patted Huang Shulang's shoulder.

"Master, how much of the treasure are you going to give me?" Huang Shulang asked beside my ear.

"Ah!" Huang Shulang flew out again.

"I painstakingly taught you martial arts and didn't ask you to be filial, and you still have the nerve to tell me this," I was really angry. What's the meaning of telling me this?

"You two stinky brats are whispering here, what are you talking about?" Miss.Lin finally realized that Huang Shulang and I had been whispering to each other recently, so she knew that we were definitely up to something. She didn't think that I would have the guts to plan an expedition to the main peak of Eight Horn Mountain.

"Nothing, we were just discussing. Master is going to pick mushrooms this weekend," I immediately made up an excuse.

"Really? Picking mushrooms is such an interesting thing, why didn't you call me? "Miss.Lin's big eyes twinkled, making me immediately regret finding a bad excuse.

"Grandpa won't let us go to the main peak of Eight Horn Mountain, so we have to go somewhere further. The mountain path is very tiring, "I had to say more lies to cover up my lie, and also to make Miss.Lin give up on the idea.

Miss.Lin raised her willowy eyebrows and knocked my head twice, "Stinky brat, do you mean that Miss.Lin can't be your little brat?"

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