Fan Xicheng could hear Gu Qing's implication, which was to ask him to pay the tuition, which was naturally a spirit stone. But it would be fine if he hadn't heard Gu Qing's explanation, but he had just heard the wonderful things, and it could be verified from what he learned, which would be of great benefit to his practice.

If you only hear half of it, it is equivalent to putting him in the air, neither up nor down, and feeling very uncomfortable.

He thought to himself, "I should have known this kid is full of bad water and is not a good person."

Fan Xicheng regretted it, but just asked him to refuse to listen to Gu Qing's subsequent text. It was impossible. He gritted his teeth and said, "There are ten spirit stones, and there are no more."

Gu Qing sighed and said, "To be honest, I suddenly forgot what to say next, or skip a paragraph."

Fan Xicheng resisted the urge to curse Gu Qing and said, "Twelve spirit stones, I will give you one more, I will be a pig."

Gu Qing stared at him and smiled for a long time.

Fan Xicheng couldn't help but say again: "It's just twelve yuan, can it be achieved, one sentence."

Gu Qing smiled and said, "Thirteen pieces, I have said before. You still owe me a spirit stone. Only when you gave me the spirit stone can I remember what will happen later."

Fan Xicheng then took out thirteen spirit stones and handed them to Gu Qing. Gu Qing didn't count them, but just touched them, then put them in his body, and said disgusted: "The quality is not as good as the spirit stones given to me by the doctor."

Fan Xicheng said: "If you don't want it, just return it to me." He just wants to call himself a pig now.

Gu Qing said without comment: "I am a person who believes in words, let's continue talking."

He then carefully told Fan Xicheng the mystery of the sword technique. After Fan Xicheng heard it, he felt that Gu Qing was really a genius. There were some truths he had thought about before, but it was not as thorough as Gu Qing said.

These thirteen spirit stones are indeed worth the flowers.

After all, even his dead master was not as shallow as Gu Qing did when he taught him before, so he broke it apart and explained it clearly.

This is a teaching ability, and it is not something that any powerful monk has the ability.

The monks understand many principles of practice themselves, but they have to know how to use words and ideas, which is another ability.

Therefore, monks prefer talented disciples, after all, smart and good disciples are much easier to find than good teachers. After all, monks themselves dislike not having enough time and energy to practice, so they don’t have time to spend thinking about the disciples.

Seeing that Gu Qing was about to end, Gu Qing suddenly kept silent again.

Fan Xicheng had just praised Gu Qing in his heart. Seeing Gu Qing like this, he suddenly felt a sudden heart and said to himself: "This guy won't take the opportunity to increase the price."

At this time, Gu Qing really wanted to increase the price, so he had to bear it silently.

Fan Xichengdao: "How many more spirit stones do you want?"

Gu Qing smiled and said, "I am not those profiteers, but I will tell you the last little thing after you send all the letter."

Fan Xicheng breathed a sigh of relief, but had to accept Gu Qing's work without any loss.

Speaking of which, he was played with by Gu Qing from beginning to end, but now he doesn't feel any disgusting towards Gu Qing, and he still feels admiration in his heart.

You should know that he was best at scrutinizing people's hearts and obtaining benefits in the past, but in this way, he was far inferior to Gu Qing.

Fan Xicheng did not bother with the last bit of content and said, "Then I'll clean up and go to deliver the letter."

Gu Qing then gave the letter and address to Fan Xicheng, and then said, "It's so good, say goodbye."

He walked out of the Mind Hall, passed by a Taoist priest, and stretched his body. In fact, he said that Fan Xicheng's sword technique was not entirely for the spirit stone, because Gu Qing himself had not thought it thoroughly, so he wanted Fan Xicheng to participate in the deduction of this sword technique. At that time, he confirmed it with Fan Xicheng and would definitely gain something.

Gu Qing knew very well that a person's intelligence is always limited, and the collision of different thinking sometimes leads to unexpected sparks.

In fact, in the way of practice, the ruler gave Gu Qing some inspiration.

For example, Gu Qing was interested in the statement of the two Taoist couples, but the conditions did not allow it for the time being.

If He Qing was there, he would definitely be more interested.

After leaving the city from the Mingguan, Gu Qing was in a good mood and planned to pick some wild vegetables in the suburbs of the city to eat. The slanting wind and drizzle in the morning have disappeared. The faint smoke and sparse willows reflect the beach after the sunny day. It was probably raining heavily upstream, and the river water was rising, which was quite vast and vast weather that was not seen before.

Gu Qing walked by the river, preparing to see where the wild vegetables looked good. Then he caught a glimpse of a figure not far away in the water.

He stopped and looked in one direction.

It was a clear Taoist priest. His light blue Taoist robe was very simple and had some white hair, but his face was very rosy. He had long neatly tidy beards and an ancient sword on his back, which was quite fairy-like.

Gu Qing looked at the Taoist priest and asked, "I have met you in the city. After leaving the city, we met again. I think this is not a coincidence, right?"

The Taoist priest laughed and said, "I, Qing Hongzi, I just passed by that life hall just now. I heard your little baby say a sword. It was quite interesting, so I listened for a while."

Gu Qing said calmly: "The Taoist priest's practice is very powerful. I didn't even notice it when you eavesdrop. May I ask if you follow me and what will you see?"

He felt quite uneasy. This man eavesdropped on his conversation with Fan Xicheng, but he didn't notice it before. Since Gu Qing came out of the valley, he has encountered such a situation for the first time.

You should know that before the last time the withered eyebrows appeared, Gu Qing felt a little strange in his heart.

When he came out of the mission hall before, he ran into Qing Hongzi, but at that time he didn't know that this man was so powerful, and he thought the other party was passing by.

Qing Hongzi smiled and said, "It's really a bit of a lesson. The sword technique you said seems reasonable, but it's actually unreasonable. Sword practitioners have mixed things with fancy things, which will only make bad things. Originally, I was with you all the way. If you can't find me after a while, I'll be planning to leave. I'm too lazy to tell you that since you discovered it, it means that you little baby is still a little good at it. I have to correct your wrong view on sword practice."

Gu Qing said: "I don't practice swordsmanship either, but the Taoist priest has advice, so I will listen."

Qing Hongzi looked quite unhappy and said, "You are quite talented and practiced swords. You are not sincere in swordsmanship. It seems that I have to let you see the power of swordsmanship."

When Gu Qing saw him pinch a sword trick, his heart trembled and a buzzing sound appeared in his ears.

It turned out that the ancient sword had been sheathed out of thin air and circled around his ears.

Gu Qing pinched a hair that was broken from his ear and said calmly: "Have you finished giving advice to the Taoist priest?"

A trace of surprise flashed in Qing Hongzi's eyes, and then he smiled and said, "You are such a good person who can take life and death indifferently. You are such a good seedling. If you are willing to destroy your kung fu, I can accept you as your disciple. I can pass on the ability of the flying sword just now to you."
Chapter completed!