"Don't worry, Your Majesty. I will teach her real skills even if I beat her."

Shen Lang felt that something was wrong from Zhao Qingyang's reaction.

Wei Qianluo’s background is definitely not that simple. Shen Lang knew this from the beginning.

Shen Lang also didn't think that the dignified King Zhenbei would really pay attention to a small cultivator like him.

Although he won the championship, in the eyes of any cultivator, the competition in the Leaping Mortal Realm was just a fight between crickets, and any dragon rider could beat the champion Shen Lang.

This person at the Leaping Ordinary Realm was summoned by the King of Zhenbei, and the matter of accepting a disciple was specifically mentioned. It could only be because of Wei Qianluo.

Moreover, Zhao Qingyang cares a lot about Wei Qianluo!

Shen Lang was a little confused. If Zhao Qingyang really cared about Wei Qianluo, then why was Wei Qianluo a servant in District D? Why did Butler Wang target her so recklessly?

Soon, Shen Lang thought of a possibility.

Before he traveled through time, he had read a novel called "I Really Just Want to Ruin the Country's Fortune". The protagonist was a prince, but he was not the emperor's son, but the son of the emperor's brother. The emperor felt guilty about the protagonist, but also wanted to suppress him, wanting the protagonist to be an idle prince for the rest of his life, a second-generation rich man...

The power transition in the Zhenbei Palace is probably similar to that in the Imperial Palace.

Could it be that Wei Qianluo's parents were killed by Zhao Qingyang during the power transition, leaving only Wei Qianluo as an orphan?

Zhao Qingyang was afraid of Wei Qianluo's revenge, but he didn't want to kill his brother's only living bloodline...

Well, it all makes sense if you think this way! Steward Wang must have figured out Zhao Qingyang's intentions, so he didn't let the monks contact Wei Qianluo.

In an instant, Shen Lang felt as if his eyes were opened!

Yes, revenge, killing Zhao Qingyang, and seizing the throne of Zhenbei, this is Wei Qianluo’s script.

I am such a genius! I must have watched so many episodes of Conan for a reason!

Wait, where's my script?

For a protagonist like this who has so much suffering and deep hatred, her master would offer sacrifices to the heavens as motivation for her to move forward, right?

I seem to be her master?

Then if I contact Wei Qianluo, Zhao Qingyang won’t target me, right?

Shen Lang was shocked by his own thoughts. Being targeted by Butler Wang and being targeted by King Zhenbei are two different things!

In this northern territory, Zhao Qingyang is the king. Even if I have just won the championship, he can kill me at will without even a reason!

"What does it have to do with me if you don't teach me well?" Zhao Qingyang didn't even look at Shen Lang this time.

"Your Majesty's character is a model for the world! If I accept you as my disciple just because I want to bully the weak, I will definitely bring shame to your Majesty!" Shen Lang said excitedly: "I know that your Majesty doesn't care about a small person like me, and I am not qualified to bring shame to your Majesty, but I don't want to leave any flaws in your heart..."

"Since you have accepted me as your disciple, you should teach me well. This is your reward." Zhao Qingyang interrupted Shen Lang.

He casually took out a jade slip and placed it in front of Shen Lang.

"This technique..." Shen Lang looked at the jade slip in front of him.

"You only have one chance to learn it. Once you learn it, the jade slip will be useless. You can only pass this technique on to one other person. She cannot pass it on to anyone else. Unless your cultivation reaches the Heavenly Man Realm, you will not be able to break through my shackles."

"Remember, the name of this technique is "Snow Drifting in the World"."

Chapter 49: I'm addicted to beating people

After receiving the skills, Shen Lang was sent back.

It was obvious that Zhao Qingyang was a little interested in him, but not much.

He is just a cultivator in the Leaping Ordinary Realm who knows some strange tricks but has very poor skills.

If it weren’t for Wei Qianluo, Zhao Qingyang didn’t think he would have met this little monk.

Zhao Qingyang didn't want to pay too much attention to Wei Qianluo.

In Zhao Qingyang's opinion, he had done his best by asking Shen Lang to teach her "Snow Falling on the Earth".

…………

Shen Lang returned to his small courtyard and felt the air was fresher. The feeling of depression disappeared without a trace.

When Shen Lang came back, Wei Qianluo was doing horse stance obediently.

"Master, you're back. Can I move?" Wei Qianluo's sweet voice sounded in Shen Lang's ears.

After taking a medicinal bath last night, Wei Qianluo was obviously in much better spirits.

The scars caused by Shen Lang have disappeared.

Wei Qianluo was now wearing a loose training suit, no longer dressed like a maid as before, and already looked a bit like a martial artist.

Looking at Wei Qianluo's appearance and figure, when she fights the enemy, people will only think that she is going to use a gangster's exciting punch. Only Shen Lang knows how heavy this girl's punch is.

"I can move, I can move." Shen Lang found that it seemed like a good feeling to have someone waiting for him at home.

Upon hearing this, Wei Qianluo straightened up, bowed to Shen Lang, then trotted to the kitchen, got a pot of hot water, and ran towards the stone table.

Only then did Shen Lang discover that there was a set of tea set on the table.

Gulu gulu...

Hot water poured into the teapot and the tea leaves inside floated up.

Soon, a faint fragrance came from the teapot.

“Master, have some tea…” Wei Qianluo was a little embarrassed: “I don’t know which kind Master likes, so I bought you some basic spiritual tea.”

"I like to drink iced Kola, but it's a pity that the palace doesn't have it." Shen Lang sat on a stone bench and Wei Qianluo poured him a cup of tea.

"What is Bingkuole?" Wei Qianluo was a little confused.

Something I haven't heard of...

Sure enough, I still know too little.

Shen Lang picked up the teacup and drank it all in one gulp. A faint spiritual energy spread throughout his body.

Shen Lang practiced his skills, and the spiritual energy gradually transformed into true energy.

"That's not important. Come, let's do some new training today."

Although he had figured out the relationship between Wei Qianluo and Zhao Qingyang, Shen Lang did not hesitate.

Since Zhao Qingyang has no objection to beating her, then let him be beaten first as a sign of respect.

"it is good!"

Wei Qianluo's body trembled.

Luo Luo, I'm going to be whipped again...

However, this is all for the purpose of laying a better foundation and for a better future.

It's worth it for me to be beaten!

…………

What Shen Lang trained Wei Qianluo in today was the ability to release force.

"You don't have to stay still today." Shen Lang tapped his palm gently with the cane: "When I hit you, you have to stay still and try to relieve the force of the cane on you."

"For example, if you punch me in the stomach, my stomach will shrink, and your punch won't hurt as much, understand?"

When Wei Qianluo heard that he didn't have to stand still when being beaten, he suddenly felt like crying.

"I understand!" Wei Qianluo nodded vigorously.

I say I understand it, but how can I relieve the force as easy as it sounds?

Let’s put it this way, Shen Lang can’t do it…

Many people know the principles of Tai Chi, but very few can actually apply it in actual combat.

However, Shen Lang didn't expect her to understand. He just wanted her to have the idea of ​​not confronting others head-on.

Snapped……

The whip hit Wei Qianluo's body. Her thighs bounced and she completely forgot to dodge. It was obvious that she had lost her balance from the beating she received yesterday.

"Think about relieving the force!" Shen Lang placed his big hand on Wei Qianluo's shoulder and pushed hard.

It can be clearly felt that Wei Qianluo is against Shen Lang.

Fortunately, after these days of growth, this was not the first time Shen Lang had fought against Wei Qianluo, and he had long been prepared for her strange power.

This time, Shen Lang pushed Wei Qianluo to his butt.

"Ah..." Wei Qianluo exclaimed.

"stand up!"

Wei Qianluo quickly stood up.

"Try pushing my shoulder."

Upon hearing this, Wei Qianluo placed her little hand on Shen Lang's shoulder and pushed him hard.

She clearly felt that she couldn't push.

"try again."

Wei Qianluo tried again and found that there was not much resistance this time, as if Shen Lang was guiding her.

This time her hand slipped a little, and her whole body moved forward uncontrollably.

At this time, Shen Lang's shoulder returned to its original position and hit Wei Qianluo's shoulder, causing her to stagger two steps and almost fall to the ground.

Fortunately, the horse stance training these days was not completely fruitless, and Wei Qianluo quickly found his center of gravity.

"Do you understand?"

"understood!"

"Come on, let's practice and gain true knowledge!"

Snap, snap, snap…

Shen Lang whipped Wei Qianluo madly.

Shen Lang discovered that beating people was a very enjoyable and addictive thing.

Looking at Wei Qianluo's pitiful expression, the more I looked at it, the more I wanted to slap him, and the more I looked at it, the harder I wanted to slap him...

Snap... The cane hit Wei Qianluo's neck. With tears in her eyes, she turned her face away firmly.

She bit her lower lip gently, as if trying to hold back.

"Loosen your teeth, do you want to bite your lips?" Shen Lang shouted, and Wei Qianluo didn't dare to bite his lips.

Seeing her like this, Shen Lang felt even happier.

Damn, is this what it means that human nature is evil?

I finally understand why there are so many sadists in a certain circle.

Now she could only passively take the beating and could not resist.

The most terrifying thing is that the reason for beating someone is legitimate. I did it for her own good. A strict teacher produces excellent students!

For a moment, Shen Lang was almost moved to tears.

Zhao Qingyang was in the air, watching silently.

He still wanted to see how Shen Lang taught his apprentice.

Seeing Shen Lang beating his daughter, his and Wei Linger's daughter, Zhao Qingyang felt both angry and pleased.

Just like when Zhao Qingyang knew that those maids bullied Wei Qianluo, he had the same mentality.

From a psychological point of view, this is a distorted emotion.

At that time, Zhao Qingyang did not dare to confront his wife or his father, and could only endure the humiliation.

When he became the King of Zhenbei, Wei Ling'er died, leaving only Wei Qianluo, for whom he had no chance to compensate Wei Ling'er.

If the father and daughter recognized each other, the fact that Zhao Qingyang was afraid of his wife would spread, and everyone would know how cowardly he was at that time.

In fact, ever since Wei Ling'er became pregnant and was about to give birth to Wei Qianluo, it would be impossible for him to recognize Wei Ling'er and Wei Qianluo. If they recognized each other, it would expose the fact that he could not protect his woman.

He might even do something else to cover up the truth...

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