Xiao Wu: "Chu He."
Fan Chichi: "What is it?"
Xiao Wu answered him patiently, "Master, my second master is called Chu He."
Chu He in the space couldn't stand it any longer and curled his lips in disgust, "How stupid! Are the younger generations nowadays so stupid?"
"What Second Master? That's our great-uncle!" Fan Chichi clasped his hands together, "Oh, the ancestor has appeared, the ancestor has appeared..."
If Xiao Wu hadn't stopped him, he would have almost committed suicide.
Chu He listened to his weird mumbling and wiped his face, "Disciple, tell him to stop mumbling, he's just like Tang Monk."
Xiao Wu conveyed his words truthfully, "Master, my second master said that this is not necessary. Although he is very famous, in his heart he is still an ordinary person."
Chu He: I’m not, I don’t.
Fan Chichi never expected that his uncle-master was so humble. He admired him even more and kept talking about his good words.
6. It turns out that nagging is hereditary, Xiao Wu came to a conclusion.
Because he knew the existence of his uncle-master, Fan Chichi simply handed Xiao Wu over to Chu He to teach. After all, Chu He and the founder of the Tongtian Sword Art were the founders of the Tongtian Sword Art, and no one knew the Tongtian Sword Art better than them.
Furthermore, Chu He is a rare genius in both sword and alchemy thousands of years ago. If he leaves Xiaoliu to be taught by his uncle, he will have more time and energy to teach the rebellious Laowu. That's really great.
To sum up, leaving Xiaoliu to be taught by his uncle-master, Fan Chichi felt relieved, happy, and could eat his meals with peace of mind. Just imagine, which family's direct disciple could receive personal instruction from his uncle-master.
This disciple is really great. He managed to bring back his uncle-master by just going through a hyena cave.
Chu He, who could hear the sounds from the outside world, closed his eyes in pain. "Oh, he's such a nag! Disciple, tell him to stop talking. I'll pass on the improved Tongtian Sword Technique to him."
Xiao Xiaowu, the skilled translator, came online again. "Master, my second master said he could sense your admiration, which was as endless as the torrent of a river. He also said he would teach you a modified version of the Tongtian Sword Technique."
Fan Chichi had never expected that there would be such a pleasant surprise. "Master uncle is so kind to us younger generations. I really..."
He kept muttering for a long time, and Chu He was so angry that he almost broke down. How could there be such a nagging person in such a big world of cultivation?
Fan Chichi was still chattering when Chu He floated out from the space. He raised his hand from a distance and a golden light fell on Fan Chichi's eyebrows.
Fan Chichi, who was wiping his tears with a handkerchief, suddenly perked up and hurriedly looked up, but he only saw a piece of Chu He's clothes. "Master uncle, I haven't had time to see your face yet."
"Master, my second master said he is very tired and will talk to you another day."
Xiao Wu was juggling between the two masters. Alas, both of them were her masters, and she couldn't favor one over the other and hurt one of them's feelings. She was moved by her own filial piety and consideration.
Fan Chichi thought that his uncle was really tired, so he wisely shut up and personally sent his little disciple home.
Finally returning to her little home, Xiao Wu threw herself on the bed and rolled around happily. After rolling a few times, she lay on the bed motionless.
Chu He floated in the space for a long time, carefully recalling the words that Fan Chichi praised him. He thought carefully that he really shouldn't have been so rude to a junior who admired him. He really deserved to die.
He sighed heavily and said earnestly to Lei Yunbao and Tie Gongji who were enjoying steamed buns with barbecued meat, "Tie Gongji, Abao, if you meet someone who admires you in the future, don't... think like I did back then..."
The stingy rooster and the thunder cloud leopard shook their bodies, swallowed the steamed buns with meat in one gulp and started looking for fun all over the space.
They turned around and finally saw the few black stones that Xiao Wu had picked up.
After playing for a while, they felt very bored. Before Chu He finished his muttering, the stingy rooster threw two of the black stones into his master's precious pot and took the thunder leopard away to pretend to be quail.
No one noticed that the pot fed with black stones trembled slightly.
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