Coupled with the fact that he hadn't told Yan Bei about the violent emotions in his heart that overwhelmed him, he decided not to go down the mountain today.

This was exactly what Yan Bei wanted, and after Song Qingshu, who was sweating profusely, went down to wash first, he immediately took out his mother communicator.

Pressed the number four sub-machine, and began to wait nervously.

After three rings, a lazy male voice came from the other side of the communicator.

"If you have something to do, please don't bother watching TV for the teacher."

Hearing this, Yan Bei thought for a moment that time and space were out of order, but she quickly reacted and asked in surprise:

"Master Tailang, what TV are you watching?"

In fact, what she wanted to ask was where he got the TV, a technological product that shouldn't exist in the Xiuzhen world.

Lang Sandao, who was lying on the rocking chair and drinking while watching the big screen, heard the little apprentice on the other end of the phone asking suspiciously, and replied very casually:

"Don't you have a subordinate named the Night Wolf? for the teacher and what he wanted. ”

"Night wolf?" Isn't this her subordinate on the interstellar plane? She didn't tell Night Wolf that the No. 4 submachine could be dialed, and she was afraid that the cultivation realm where Lang Sandao was located would be exposed.

After all, other planes can be interpreted as different historical moments and relatively backward.

But if it is replaced by the cultivation realm, it can't be explained by science at all, okay!

Yan Bei swallowed hard and asked worriedly, "Master, may I ask, how did you two get in touch?" ”

"How did you get in touch?" Lang Sandao thought about it carefully, and felt that the plot of the TV series on the screen was more attractive, and replied randomly:

"Wei Shi originally planned to send something to your Wang Da, but God made Wei Shi En the wrong key, so that's it."

Well, although the reply is a bit perfunctory, it can be regarded as a general explanation of what happened.

It just so happened that the TV series entered the advertisement, and Lang Sandao had the heart to really take care of his apprentice, who had not contacted him for a long time.

"Tell me, what's the matter with being a teacher? Give you two minutes for the teacher. ”

After two minutes, the ad ended.

At this moment, Yan Bei suddenly felt that he had fallen out of favor!

Although she didn't think that Master loved her much before, she had never been so perfunctory now!

"Master, what kind of TV series made you treat your apprentice like this?" Curious, Yan Bei still couldn't help but ask.

However, when the answer is known, it is even more sad.

"It seems to be called the temptation to go back to the village, and the teacher thinks it's pretty good-looking, although the male pig horn in it is a scumbag, but it is the most right-thinking scumbag that the teacher has ever seen."

"By the way, according to you people, that scumbag is the kind of person who knows what I did wrong, but I still can't help but make mistakes."

Hearing Master's words, Yan Bei only felt that his three views were shattered.

Oh, my God!

The temptation to go back to the village!

I also know what a scumbag is!

Master Tailang, do you realize that you have gone too far?

"I said, little apprentice, what the hell is wrong with you? Hurry up! After waiting for a long time to get to the point, Lang Sandao urged impatiently.

Ads are running out!

Yan Bei was reminded by him, and then he came back to his senses from the shock, hurriedly teleported the video stone, and began to do business.

"Master, can you still save this person's swordsmanship?" Yan Bei asked very seriously.

Lang Sandao glanced at the video stone that had been teleported, picked it up and only looked at a starting style, and immediately threw the stone back to Yan Bei.

"It's hopeless!"

"Really?" Yan Bei felt that he was fooling himself, put away the video stone that was thrown back, and struggled to say: "I think there is still a way to save it, after all, people are just a mortal, Master, do you really think there is no salvation?" ”

After asking, I was afraid that Lang Sandao directly rejected himself, and immediately added viciously: "Please answer me with your conscience!" ”

Lang Sandao raised his eyebrows, poured a big sip of wine, and then said lazily: "Give the teacher three bottles of 82-year-old red wine."

That's the pay.

But Yan Bei was stunned.

She began to wonder if it was a mistake for her to give the phone to Master Tailang.

But this idea had just come out, and Yan Bei immediately shook his head and vetoed it.

He is not to blame for this, she is used to it!

"Alas~" Yan Bei confessed, opened the system, and spent three o'clock to buy three bottles of 82-year-old red wine and sent them to Lang Sandao.

Soon, a video stone was teleported over there, and Yan Bei glanced at it roughly, all of which were corrective plans for Song Qingshu's moves just now.

This thing should be placed in the cultivation realm, just the gimmick of coming from the hand of the Supreme Elder of the Sword Sect can make this video stone a hot treasure, let alone put it in the current low-martial world.

If anyone knows the way to come, I'm afraid that these Jianghu people no longer want to rely on the Heavenly Sword and the Dragon Slayer Knife, as long as the Video Stone!

After getting this stone, Yan Bei felt that his three bottles of red wine were worth it.

"Master, thank you! Then you continue to watch TV, apprentice, I won't bother~" Hung up the phone happily, Yan Bei happily took the video stone exchanged from Lang Sandao and looked at it carefully.

She couldn't give this thing directly to Song Qingshu, first, he didn't have the slightest sense of consciousness and couldn't see the content in it at all, and it was easy to be counterattacked.

Second, if this is not a treasure to her, if it is given to Song Qingshu, a careless thing will bring him a big crisis.

After all, as far as the preciousness of the video stone itself is concerned, its crystal clear appearance alone can become a peerless treasure, and giving it to Song Qingshu not only can't help him, but can kill him.

In this way, after Yan Bei first learned the content by himself, he went out to find Song Qingshu.

In the evening, the Wudang view of incense is ethereal, and it looks like a fairyland on earth.

The breeze came slowly, blowing the hem of the disciples' clothes, and at first glance, those who didn't know thought that there were immortals flying freely in the temple.

Under such a fairy background, Yan Bei, who didn't even shake the hem of his clothes when he walked, forcibly pulled such a fairyland into the mortal world.

In the eyes of ordinary people, they will only think that she is too ordinary, but only a master like Zhang Sanfeng who has entered the realm of the acquired martial artist can get some clues from it.

The road is simple, back to basics, maybe that's the case.

Zhang Sanfeng, who had just come out of the customs, stood on the top of the back mountain, looking at the ordinary figure in the view that was almost impossible to notice and walked towards the disciple Sun Song Qingshu, his brows glanced slightly, and his eyes were puzzled.

He was in retreat for three months, but he didn't expect that one master after another came to the temple.

First of all, the young man named Qi Ren, who was young and had unfathomable internal strength, and he couldn't see each other because of the retreat, and they learned from each other.

But just now, maybe he has a chance.

It's just that I don't know who this young man is, so I'll go down the mountain and ask the disciple to meet him again.