Chapter 17 Teaching Apprentices to Practice

Not long ago.

Jiang Yuanxia stretched out his arms as usual while sleeping and patted the empty quilt a few times.

But he didn't hug Jin'er's body.

I opened my eyes blankly and looked sideways, but Jin'er had disappeared without me noticing.

"Jin'er. Where is Jin'er?" Jiang Yuanxia was suddenly startled and came to his senses.

Seeing that Bai Minxin was still sleeping soundly, she carefully got off the bed and tiptoed out of the room.

Not far away, Jiang He's room was still brightly lit, and a deep male voice could be heard faintly, but it was not very clear.

"No way, is he bullying Jin'er?"

Jiang Yuanxia approached quietly and heard the male voice inside:

"Then the ugly duckling shook its feathers, bent its slender neck, and shouted happily from the bottom of its heart: "When I was an ugly duckling, I never dreamed of such happiness."

I heard Kang Ha's clumsy imitation of a child's voice, speaking the lines of the character named Ugly Duckling in a childish voice.

She couldn't help but feel confused. What was going on?
Through the crack in the door, you can see Jiang He gently stroking Jin'er's hair, his movements softly and carefully.

He lowered his voice again: "Jin'er, do you still want to hear it? If you want to hear it, just say it."

Jin'er didn't seem to react.

Jiang He pretended to be helpless again, but he was not annoyed at all: "Okay, this is the last one, I'll go to bed after listening to it."

He continued to tell one novel and interesting story after another.

Jiang Yuanxia was originally worried that Jin'er was eavesdropping here, but she was unknowingly immersed in Jiang He's relaxed and humorous tone.

This was a tenderness that came from the heart, and she had never seen Jiang He like this before.

Jiang Yuanxia's sixth sense has always been very sharp. Even his previous apology, although sincere, did not come from the bottom of his heart like this time.

Besides, the stories he told were so interesting.
For a little girl like her who had not read many stories, these beautiful fairy tales simply made her intoxicated.

Until he stopped talking, then walked to the table and sat down.

Jiang Yuanxia finally came to his senses and carefully leaned against the wall.

Seeing that Jiang He didn't notice at all, she gently moved her right foot and wanted to go back to the room.

After hesitating for a moment, she retracted her steps and secretly poked her head out to see what he was going to do.

Jiang He picked up the talisman pen, but noticed that Jiang Yuanxia was still peeping at the door.

Are you still not relieved?

He just thought that the eldest disciple was worried that he would bully Jin'er, so he wanted to wait and see for a while.

So I ignored her and picked up my pen and dipped it in ink.
Started making signs.

This time he planned to try to draw a first-grade, top-quality talisman. This kind of talisman already had considerable power.

If it can be successfully refined, it can be used as a killer weapon.

I first drew three each of the Breath-Gathering Talisman and the Good Luck-Attracting Talisman as a backup for setting up a stall tomorrow.

The remaining talisman papers were all used to try out the Fiery Blade Talisman.

The spiritual patterns of first-grade superior talismans are far more complex than those of mid-grade talismans, and need to be engraved with special spells.

This also leads to the fact that talismans of this level are rarely circulated, as can be seen from the number included in "Jiang's Talismans".

This is his family secret book for foundation-building talismans, which contains eight kinds of top-grade talismans.

Many ordinary talisman practitioners in the late stage of Qi training only have one or two talismans of this quality as their treasures.

The next day, Jiang He raised his head from the table drowsily.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a patch of dried blood on the table, which stood out among the mottled ink. He touched his nose and found a dark liquid on his hand.

Is this another nosebleed?
With the cultivation base of the middle stage of Qi training, his soul power is totally insufficient to draw the Fierce Blade Talisman, unless he controls it extremely finely and does not waste any soul power.

The talisman paper I have on me has been used up, I have to go to my neighbor's house to buy some more.

Jiang He stood up and found that he was wearing a coat.

It seemed that it was his eldest disciple who put it on him yesterday, although he knew that she had been trying to please him all along and it was not out of sincerity.

But my heart also felt warm.

Seeing that Jin'er had already gotten up and the quilt on the bed was neatly folded, I didn't know what time it was now.

Jiang He was anxious. If he arrived too late, there would be no good seats left in the market.

After washing up in a hurry and just going downstairs, I could hear the noisy voices of several apprentices in the backyard.

When he walked to the backyard, the scene he saw made him burst into laughter.

Bai Minxin and Jiang Yuanxia were holding wooden sticks and fighting each other in a very methodical manner.

It's a bit like when he was a kid and played with his friends using sticks.

The willow-like wooden sticks were wielded with ease in their hands; the wind created enveloped them as they attacked, defended, and counterattacked with concentration and determination.

The skills displayed made Jiang He a little amazed. If he had no cultivation, he might not be as good as these two little girls in terms of personal martial arts.

"Master!" Jiang Yuanxia glanced at Jiang He and loosened her grip. Bai Minxin seized the opportunity and hit her shoulder mercilessly with a stick.

"Senior sister, don't worry about him. Let's continue."

Bai Minxin's voice also sounded a little nervous. She practiced martial arts here openly just to see his reaction.

Will he fly into a rage?
He had never given them any chance to become stronger in the past, in order to avoid backlash.

Jiang He found Jin Er who was in a daze, took her hand, and smiled ostentatiously at the two nervous disciples:
"Today, I will teach you the skills passed down from my master."

He also thought it through completely and decided to teach them how to practice.

The turmoil in Aoki Castle had already exceeded his expectations, and he had no idea how the situation would develop in the future.

But what is certain is that the world will only become more and more chaotic.

Every bit of strength he could gain now would be great. Besides, no matter how powerful his disciples were, it would take them a year to become a threat to him.

This year, he was confident that he could change their views of him.

Upon hearing this, Bai Minxin's face showed unprecedented confusion, but Jiang Yuanxia next to him still lowered his head, remaining timid.

Let us practice?
What is going on in his mind? Can't he see how much we hate him?
Bai Minxin was puzzled, thinking that he seemed like two different people after he was hit on the head.

Could it be that he was beaten stupid?
Even if he was deceiving her, she would never miss this opportunity and pretended not to care: "Then when will you teach us?"

"I'll teach you when I get back in the evening. Come with me to set up a stall today, and I'll buy you some suitable weapons."

Jiang He patted the sword on his waist in a show-off manner.
"This thing is much better than a stick."

Jiang He left as soon as he said he would. He took Jin'er and started walking. He waved his hand and called his two disciples to follow him.

In fact, there was one thing he didn't tell them, which was that he was worried about them.

Now Qingmu City is gradually becoming chaotic, and the people from the Dragon and Tiger Gang dare to rob and kill the eldest daughter of the Zhao family in disguise.

I really feel uneasy leaving these little girls at home.

There are quite a few perverts among the monks. Although the three disciples are still young, they will become important villains in the future. The author boasts about their appearance when they grow up.

Although they were still three young girls in his eyes, there was no guarantee that they would be targeted by some perverts.

　Thank you to my book friend Xiaofei for the monthly ticket, the first monthly ticket in my life!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)