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Chapter 285: Bluff, Bluff

"Well, uncle, what's the name of your disciple? I want people to pay attention to it and find out." Tian Fei asked tentatively.

"My disciple doesn't have a name, and I haven't thought of a good name yet." Tie Xinjian said, looking into the distance.

"Well, you said you remembered, why don't I believe it?" Tian Fei rolled his eyes.

The people behind him were even more speechless.

A month has passed in a flash. I am also preparing to go to the Northern Continent. It seems that I have to open the time and space gate of Yu Yuntian's disciple order first.

"Senior Brother, I'm going to the Northern Continent." I said as I sat in front of Leng Yan.

"I have a leg injury, so I'll stay here. You take those people with you?" Leng Yan asked.

"I'm only taking Xiao Wu, Lu Feng, Lu Yu, and Long Yuan with me. The others will have to be taught by our senior brothers and junior brothers if they stay here," I said.

"Okay, you arrange them. I'm not as good as you, so they can only rely on themselves." Leng Yan said.

"Okay, junior brother, I'm counting on you. I'll go and make arrangements for the disciples who stay." I looked at Li Mo and smiled.

"Okay, senior sister, don't worry." Li Mo said with a smile.

"Yi Yi, come here for a moment." I found Yi Yi and gave her a book on basic poison techniques. I didn't dare give her the book on poison, in case she got impatient and built a poisonous bamboo house.

"Master, are you leaving?" Yi Yi asked.

"Well, your senior brothers and sisters are in the Northern Continent. I am worried." I said.

Yiyi stood there for a while and then flew away, transforming herself and flying away. I was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but think of the time when I took Yiyi in, I didn't give up and taught her Qinggong, but she almost couldn't even walk.

Later I taught Bai Zimo and Nezha, but they were not as good as I thought. In the end I could only teach them the same technique that I had modified over and over again.

I took out a stack of paper, a sand table, and a pile of water writing paper. I thought that if there was not enough paper and it would be inconvenient for him to buy some, I made something like the modern water writing paper.

"Zimo, these things are for you, you should practice them well. If you have any questions, you can ask me now. I will go to find your senior brothers and sisters in a few days." I looked at Bai Zimo and said.

"Master, Master, can I become powerful by writing?" Bai Zimo asked weakly.

"Great scholars are all people with great knowledge. Writing and painting can both help them adjust their mood and it is also a form of cultivation. Writing a word can kill a group of people, and painting a picture can create a world." I thought of what was written in the immortal cultivation literature in my previous life.

"You can learn things with a calm mind." I said again.

"Master, could you please leave every word and stroke for me to learn from?" Bai Zimo said.

"Okay." I'll go, wait for me here. Fortunately, I have learned since I came to this world, and I have been learning. I am not afraid.

Pick up a piece of paper and ask, "What do you think should be written?"

"Master, please write the word 'sword'. I want to learn sword." Bai Zimo said.

I felt a toothache after hearing this. Was he blaming me for not teaching him the technique? "Okay." I wrote every stroke with my heart.

After I finished writing, I gave it to him. No one took it. I looked up in confusion, and I was amused to see Bai Zimo staring blankly at the paper in my hand. It seemed that he was shocked.

I also went down to take care of him and threw it aside. I picked up another piece of paper and started drawing. I just remembered that when I was a child practicing martial arts, Yin Yunxiao held a long sword and fought with Leng Yan. I was practicing with a scimitar and accidentally cut the herb that my master cared about the most. Leng Yan said that it was left by the master's grandfather.

Then draw this, the brush rises and falls. A miniature version of the Wanzhu Valley appears. A dense tree, but I don't know what it is, appears there. Why did I draw it? Because we practiced there, hiding from Yin Yunxiao and Leng Yan on that tree.

After a while, two Wu Jian men appeared, and the herb was still standing not far away.

Seeing Bai Zimo still in a daze, I was too lazy to care about it. I just went to find Nezha to fool him.