"Hello, my name is Cen Shaoyuan. Can you teach me the trick you just now?" Master Cen looked at his grandson and failed to chat with a girl with a pigtail, and he felt a little amused and crying.

My grandson has always envied those knights who are tall and high. It is not a day or two to have a strong martial arts, but with his previous body, he would be breathless if he took two more steps, let alone practice martial arts.

Zhang Weiran was indeed as Xu Yao said, and had a good at medical knowledge. After using a little means, he adjusted his grandson's body slightly, and his grandson seemed to have been exhausted and became much more energetic.

Master Cen is knowledgeable and naturally knows that this is just a superficial phenomenon, which does not mean that his grandson will be fine. But as long as Zhang Weiran keeps helping his grandson to take care of it, it will only be a matter of time before he recovers.

Thinking of this, Master Cen felt a little relieved. Thousands of sails passed by the side of the sunken boat, and thousands of trees were springing in front of the sick tree. Most of his life was like this, but his grandson's life had just begun.

I am now half-wasteful. If I could use this little ink in my heart to change my grandson's future, Master Cen would naturally be willing to do so. Just as Master Cen was stunned on the deck, he found an elderly scholar wearing a Confucian robe looking at him with a smile. It was Zhang Weiran, the first counselor under Xu Yao.

After a while of greeting, the two began to have a formal conversation. Xu Yao, who was beside him, couldn't help but smile.

After Blood Wolf was taken over by Hongxiu, it can be said that most of this was successful. Zhang Weiran was mature and steadfast again. The so-called veterans took action, one was against two, and this matter was almost certain.

Xu Yao also readily agreed to the cultivation of the nine-section Ganoderma lucidum that Zhang Weiran mentioned before. Although Zhang Weiran is not sure now, the nine-section Ganoderma lucidum in Xu Yao's hand is sufficiently medicinal. If he only improves the cultivation level of red embroidery and black evil, he can only use half of it at most.

Although the rest can also be refined a few Nine Zhi Dans, it has a relatively small significance for Xu Yao. After all, Xu Yao's realm is growing too fast now, so he still has to focus on a stable realm in his personal cultivation. What's more, Xu Yao has three arrows of Emperor Yi, alchemy and weapon refining, etc., and he really doesn't have much time to improve his cultivation.

Of course, Xu Yao and his group now have the existence of Li Xingwei, so Xu Yao does not need to be too eager to improve their strength. With this condition, Xu Yao naturally chooses to take steady steps and consolidate his foundation. Relying on the elixir to rashly improve such urgent and quick success, it is better to do less.

Xu Yao was giggling on the side, but found that something seemed to be on his legs. Xu Yao lowered his head and found a boy holding his thighs and looking at him with his eyes shining. He was Master Cen's innate and weak grandson.

Just as Xu Yao was asking questions, Master Cen's grandson begged in a tender childish voice, "Big brother, can you teach me martial arts well?" Xu Yao suddenly showed a laugh and crying expression when he heard this. In the embarrassment, he saw Xiaotao and Xiaodou following him.

"Hmph, you are clumsy, brother, don't accept you as your apprentice." Xiaotao walked over with a fierce expression on his face. Xiaodou pulled his sister's clothes aside, as if he felt that his sister was a bit too fierce.

Xu Yao was embarrassed for a while, and was about to speak, but he received a message from Zhang Weiran. He suddenly moved his heart and said to his mouth. He changed his words, "I didn't expect that I could just walk casually and encounter such good-looking talents and beautiful things. Look at you now, you look like you don't have a master. How about it? Why don't you take me as your teacher. With your talent and my patience, even if you become the supreme martial arts world in the future, it will be no problem."

Xiaotao and Xiaodou opened his mouth wide, as if he was a little unbelievable that this was what Xu Yao said. Cen Shaoyuan, who was holding Xu Yao's thigh, was immediately overjoyed and nodded for a moment, fearing that he would be slow to agree, so Xu Yao repented.

At this time, Master Cen and Zhang Weiran also happened to stop talking and looked at Xu Yao. Xu Yao smiled at the two of them and began to say to Cen Shaoyuan, "Come on, I'll introduce my two younger brothers and sisters to you..."

After Xu Yao's side, Zhang Weiran and Master Cen in the distance also withdrew their gazes. Master Cen sighed, "I, Cen Xingsheng, wandered for half my life, and I will trouble Mr. Xu in the next day."

Seeing that the other party finally let go, Zhang Weiran felt relieved in his heart. Cen Xingsheng was indeed a little stubborn in his personality. Even with so many convenient conditions, Zhang Weiran still did not convince him immediately. The problem was that the blood wolf was. Although Zhang Weiran did not explain what the blood wolf existed, this method of relying on the dantian was not a good way. Once the dantian was planted by someone, life and death would be entrusted to human hands, and there was no freedom at all.

So even though the conditions Xu Yao could give were very attractive, Cen Xingsheng still seemed very hesitant. Of course, this was also his stubborn personality and unwilling to be restrained. If ordinary people were now in such a miserable situation, some dignity and restraint methods would be unnecessary.

But Cen Xingsheng is different. Even in the most difficult time, he has no idea of ​​servility. He is only dead. Cen Xingsheng feels that there is nothing to be afraid of at all.

Yes, his personality is as stubborn as this, which is far beyond comparison to people.

But this is not the case, and it is impossible for him to achieve such a achievement in the sword casting process. In the end, he offended Cao Honghou so hard that he ended up in this field.

Fortunately, his grandson was his weakness. After Xu Yao accepted his grandson as his apprentice and expressed his attitude that it was not a way to destroy the bridge across the river, Cen Xingsheng also let go of his concerns and gritted his teeth to agree to the matter.

"Don't worry, Master Cen, the young master has long admired Master Cen and has always respected Master's abilities. Moreover, although Master is from a large family, he has been wandering in this world. He does not have the naughty habits of the children of aristocratic families and will not treat Master Cen as a servant." Zhang Weiran talked to Master Cen for a while and then walked towards Xu Yao.

After seeing Xu Yao's helplessness at the three children, he couldn't control it at all, he smiled slightly, took the children away with Hongxiu, and then said to Xu Yao, "I just happened to talk to the young master about these children."

Xu Yao signaled Zhang Weiran but said it was okay, "Although Master Cen's grandson had some innate shortcomings, it was only lacking in warmth and nourishment, and it was not difficult to cook. As long as the elixir is continuous, it could be the same as that of ordinary children. Now the foundation of Xiaotao and Xiaodou is replenished, and the anger is already in place, and you can start practicing."

Xu Yao nodded when he heard this. As the master of the two spirit ghosts, Xu Yao naturally knew very well. Xiao Tao and Xiaodou were trapped in the formation for hundreds of years. Although he was nourished by the formation, he still suffered a certain loss in his original origin.

Therefore, Zhang Weiran and Xu Yao have always adopted the strategy of free-range Xiaotao and Xiaodou, and have not taught much. Now that the two ghosts have sufficient foundations, they naturally cannot be as casual as before. However, Xu Yao's energy has been involved in other things, and they have not had time to take care of Xiaotao and Xiaodou, two spirit ghosts.

Since Zhang Weiran mentioned this, he must have considered it a long time ago. As Xu Yao expected, Zhang Weiran said something in a casual manner. The general arrangement is as follows, which can be divided into one literature and one martial arts.

In terms of literature, Zhang Weiran was naturally responsible for it. When he was in Yexi Kingdom, Zhang Weiran was the top scholar in high school, and he rose to the top and became the prime minister. Finally, he became one of the three dukes. He was the imperial teacher of the three dynasties and taught three children who were still young. This was naturally a useless person and more than enough.
Chapter completed!