Daqing: Immortality begins with taking Fan Xian as your disciple!

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So the dean has already sent two letters urging him to come back, but he has made excuses to brush them off both times.

But Fei Jie's mission was already almost complete.

The saying goes, "Things shouldn't happen more than three times."

In another two weeks, he really couldn't keep up the pretense any longer and would have to go back to Kyoto.

In fact, he had wanted to go back for a long time.

Although Danzhou is a suitable place for retirement.

But it's just too boring. Backup group

Especially after Su Yu left, all the people who were there to watch the show were gone.

The people I used to drink with are gone.

Like now, for example.

Fan Xian was slicing radish into thin strips, while the five adults sat still and didn't say a word.

He could only sit here alone, eating peanuts and drinking alcohol.

If Su Yu were here, that would be great.

The two of them can fight over peanuts together.

Well, when it comes to food and drink, it's definitely more fun when everyone's scrambling to eat it.

Moreover, they can also ridicule Fan Xian together.

This little brat, always acting like an adult.

It was the five adults who had to discipline him with wooden sticks; it was satisfying to watch him cry.

Upon hearing this, Fan Xian frowned, looking helpless.

"Teacher, it's so difficult, so incredibly difficult!"

He doesn't know anything.

Why can Uncle Wuzhu cut radish shreds so perfectly?

The size, thickness, and length are all exactly the same!

I don't understand, I don't understand at all!

It's absolutely impossible for me to reach Uncle Wuzhu's level in a short period of time.

Fortunately, my uncle said that as long as I reach eight points, it will be fine.

But it still won't be that fast.

However, Fan Xian knew that Teacher Fei was going back to Kyoto earlier.

I kept pulling him along, saying I wanted to go together.

That's why the teacher stayed there.

But the teacher also has things to do at the Censorate.

It seems like someone has been urging him on.

Ugh.

Fan Xian shook his head and sighed.

Whether it was to go to Kyoto to find Mr. Su as soon as possible.

It was still so that Teacher Fei wouldn't have waited so long in vain.

He needs to stabilize the domineering true energy within his body as soon as possible.

Thinking this, Fan Xian quickened his pace in slicing the radish.

The speed increased, but the force remained the same.

Every cut made was almost identical.

Blind Wu Zhu sat quietly on the stool.

He would occasionally tilt his head and glance at Fan Xian.

Once Fan Xian's chubby little hands relaxed even slightly.

Wu Zhu's stick would then strike swiftly and mercilessly.

This is why Fan Xian's hands were originally slender.

Now they've become chubby little hands.

The swelling is so bad it won't go down.

It's not about trying so hard to cut radish shreds until your skin swells up.

He didn't try hard enough to cut radish shreds, and Uncle Wuzhu hit him so hard his limbs swelled up.

Fei Jie simply chuckled and remained silent.

He continued to eat his peanuts and drink his wine alone.

Because Su Yu is no longer teaching Fan Xian in Danzhou.

This is also because Fan Xian has now mastered the art of using poison.

Fei Jie no longer taught Wu Zhu alone for a day.

So, here's a summary of Fan Xian's recent classes.

Every morning I shred radishes, in the afternoon I climb cliffs, and in the evening I do horse stance exercises.

Every two days, he would be violently beaten by the Five Bamboos in the bamboo forest.

Occasionally, they would receive Fei Jie's heartwarming poison-testing training.

And so, day after day, they lived a life filled with blood and tears during their classes.

73 Finally, on a sunny morning.

Wu Zhu looked at the shredded radish that Fan Xian had cut on the cutting board and nodded.

"Well, it's alright."

Upon hearing what Uncle Wuzhu said, Fan Xian was so moved he almost cried.

Finally, the radish shreds are all cut!

"Finally, I can go to Kyoto!"

"Sir, I'm coming!"

Fan Xian put down the kitchen knife in his hand and shouted excitedly.

Fei Jie also put down his chopsticks.

He tilted his head back and poured the remaining plum wine from the bottle down his throat.

Fan Xian, you can finally go to Kyoto!

And I can finally go back to Kyoto!

I remembered the last time Fan Xian gave Su Yu a housewarming gift.

He even taught the green-feathered parrot a phrase.

He told Su Yu to wait for him and Fan Xian, as they were about to head to Kyoto.

This time it's finally going to happen.

The teacher and student were excited in the general store.

Blind Wu Zhu remained expressionless, sitting quietly pasting paper umbrellas.

Fei Jie was already used to it; the five adults seemed to be very dedicated to everything they did.

When you're in charge of killing someone at the Supervisory Board, just kill them properly.

Now I run a general store.

When he wasn't teaching Fan Xian martial arts, he would diligently make paper umbrellas and other bamboo products.

Even if no one buys them, the five adults will still do these things rain or shine.

That's really hard work and dedication!

Otherwise, he wouldn't be a grandmaster.

Fei Jie secretly admired him once again.

But he suddenly became curious.

What will the five adults do when they go to Kyoto?

Are you still running the general store?

Let's not do it. The Five Masters don't know how to do business.

Land in Kyoto is incredibly valuable; don't waste your money renting a shop.

I heard that Su Yu opened a bookstore in Kyoto.

He also bought a house.

I wonder what business he has for the Fifth Master?

While thinking about these things, Fei Jie and Fan Xian discussed what would happen after they went to Kyoto.

Perhaps it was because of excessive anticipation, or perhaps it was because of excessive excitement.

Inside the general store, there were two people, creating a lively atmosphere that resembled that of twenty people.

Meanwhile, in Kyoto, at the Su residence.

Just as Fan Xian's true energy stabilized and his martial arts cultivation improved.

Su Yu sensed it immediately as well.

The familiar mechanical sound echoed in his mind once again.