The three monks in the forest, Chen Sheng, who had already collected his sword and put them into the sheath, looked at the boy who had seen by the river in the day, and was a little interested, especially when he saw Li Fuyao holding a wooden stick in his hand, he even smiled.

The girl snake demon Qinghuai looked at Li Fuyao with her expression unchanged and she did not express any emotion. Mr. Yan from Yanling Academy quickly figured out something, but after looking at the boy, she never spoke.

Li Fuyao, carrying a wooden stick, had a slightly trembling arms and a pale face, but he was still looking at Chen Sheng, who had now withdrawn his sword.

Taking a deep breath, Li Fuyao took a step forward.

Chen Sheng had some other interest, looked at the wooden stick in the boy's hand, and asked with a smile: "Young man, are you a friend of the snake demon? Did you think about losing your life for her?"

Li Fuyao did not go to see Qinghuai, nor Yan Yu, but only stared at Chen Sheng, remained silent for a moment, and took a deep breath, "I heard that swordsmen like to kill monsters the most, but I don't know if they kill monsters when they see monsters, or should they have to see good and evil before telling the sword?"

Chen Sheng smiled, "I have never been very good at reasoning, but I think that if you have to draw your sword in front of a young man like you, you have to give an explanation."

When he said this, Chen Sheng turned to look at Yan Yu. The latter knew it and quickly clasped his fists and said, "This senior, this monster injured two masters in my school one after another. Later, he was seriously injured by my school, and then fled here. The school ordered Yan Yu to arrest him. But he knew that this monster had such magic weapon. Fortunately, the senior took action, so he did not let this monster show off again."

Chen Sheng sneered and said, "Neither master of your school can beat such a little snake demon who has only entered the blue-haired realm. It has been six thousand years since Confucianism began to decline?"

Yan Yu smiled bitterly and said nothing. He had to treat such a swordsman who could kill the giant python with one sword, not to mention him, Yanling Academy should also treat it seriously. Nothing could be offended by him.

Li Fuyao leaned against Qinghuai, and then said, "Mr. Yan, as far as I know, it should be the Academy that took action first, and then Qinghuai took action to protect himself. In this case, the blame is not actually Qinghuai."

Li Fuyao and Qinghuai have been together for quite some time, so they naturally knew about this incident, but now that they say this to Chen Sheng and Yan Yu, what he fears most is that Yan Yu refutes this matter in order to kill Qinghuai. After all, the swordsman believed in him or Yan Yu in the end, which was obviously clear at a glance.

But soon Li Fuyao found that his worries were unnecessary. Although Yan Yu looked a little ugly, he did not refute, but said: "The two masters in the palace are indeed a little abrupt..."

Chen Sheng waved his hand, too lazy to listen to these things, and no longer had the intention to tease the boy. "Forget it, if other monks in the mountains and rivers knew that I, Chen Sheng, bullied a little demon who had just entered the black-haired realm, I would have laughed off my teeth. I was too lazy to care about this little demon, but you kid are a little brave. You have not yet embarked on that road of cultivation and have seen me draw a sword, but you dare to follow and speak for the little demon. Although this courage is not as good as me, it is extremely rare."

Li Fuyao turned a deaf ear to Chen Sheng's extremely stinky statement, and Yan Yu wrote down the word Chen Sheng, thinking that when he returned to the academy, he would definitely ask the master in the academy. After all, there were not many swordsmen in this mountain and river, and there were even fewer people with such cultivation. Any one of them was enough to let people from the three religions record them.

Li Fuyao breathed a sigh of relief and turned to Yan Yu. Since Chen Sheng had no intention of taking action, only Yan Yu was in danger during this event.

Yan Yu sighed, "If it weren't for the senior, Yan Yu would have died long ago. Since that's the case, how could Yan Yu take action? The grudge between the Qinghuai girl and the school palace was eliminated in one fell swoop. Yan Yu returned to the school palace and would definitely persuade the school master to let go of this matter."

Both of them said they would not fight anymore, and Li Fuyao's heart really fell to the ground. He walked to Qinghuai and watched her face, which had finally become whiter after finally getting bloody, didn't say anything, but just smiled.

Qinghuai said with expressionless words, "Idiot."

Chen Sheng was not interested in seeing these two people again, so he turned around and was about to leave, but when he turned around, he saw that the young man was actually staring at the sword around his waist.

Chen Sheng was no longer interested, but now he doesn't know why he wants to chat with this young man again.

"What, want to see?"

Li Fu shook his head, he didn't want to make trouble.

Chen Sheng frowned. Since the boy refused, he couldn't say anything. But when he was still trying to leave, Qinghuai pushed Li Fuyao out, just causing Li Fuyao to stagger in front of Chen Sheng.

"This guy is very talented and almost got taken to the academy. Is the senior who is qualified to practice swordsmanship?"

Chen Sheng disagreed. I don’t know how many people are suitable for becoming monks of the Three Sects, but how many people can become swordsmen?

The swordsman withered. In addition to the fact that too many masters fell and countless exquisite swordsmanship lost, the most important point is that becoming a swordsman is far more difficult than becoming another monk. But as long as one appears and is discovered by a swordsman, he will naturally lead him into the swordsman's path.

Before Li Fuyao could react, Chen Sheng grabbed his wrist.

After a while, Li Fuyao found that the extremely sloppy middle-aged man had a smile on his face.

Yan Yu's face looked extremely ugly.

The middle-aged man originally planned to take a look at him with a shallow look, but then he put his hand on Li Fuyao's wrist for a moment, and then his expression was a little solemn. He took his hand back after a stick of incense. Then the middle-aged man, who had always been alone, licked his lips, as if he had discovered something rare.

He looked at Li Fuyao and asked, "Do you want to embark on that road of cultivation but don't want to go to that academy?"

Li Fuyao looked at the middle-aged man very seriously. He was silent for a long time and only said one word um.

The middle-aged man smiled, as bright as a flower.

But this smile made Li Fuyao feel so furious when he looked at it.

He smiled and said, "If you don't want to go to that school in Yanling, it will be considered as a way to stop your cultivation. If you want to embark on that road, do you have to find another way, right? So, do you have to think about other roads carefully?"

"…I mean, do you want to learn sword from me?"

When he said this, the middle-aged man did not look like a swordsman who dared to kill a demon in the Spring and Autumn realm in the Demon Land. Instead, it was exactly the same as the charlatans next to the streets in the county town.
Chapter completed!