After the general's wife said that, she stared at Pei Ye carefully.

Trying to see a little joy and anger from her expressionless face.

Pei Ye took a sip of tea, then gently put the tea bowl down, and a three-point smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "My father is seriously ill in bed. As the mother of the child, it is a very normal request to let his children serve on the bedside. As Su Yan's master, I am not qualified to refuse."

The general's wife looked happy.

Feng Suyan just needs to stay at the General's Mansion for a few days and rub and knead it like this and then put it on himself.

The immortal cannot protect her all the time. Feng Suyan is a waste of talent system and spiritual roots. He even lost his qualification to awaken the "Fushengtang". If something happens accidentally, the immortal will be out of reach.

The general's wife was not satisfied for three seconds before she could hear the immortal Pei Ye speak again.

"Su Yan, do you want to welcome your uncle to your mansion to bother you for two days?"

The curve of the lip raised by the general's wife was stiff.

She smiled awkwardly and wanted to refuse: "The humble house is simple, and I may neglect the immortal master."

Pei Ye waved his hand indifferently: "There is nothing to be negligent. We are practitioners. We have never eaten any suffering when practicing outside. It is common to take the heaven as the quilt and the earth as the bed, and we don't care about these things. Furthermore, your mansion has raised Su Yan for many years. Junior Brother Yu Jin wants to accept her as his disciple to take her into the Tao and take the young Su Yan away from his parents. It is reasonable and reasonable to come to the door to explain it clearly to General Feng and his wife."

The General's wife's lips moved.

Under Pei Ye's gaze of a smile, he didn't dare to say another word of rejection.

Pei Ye also asked Yun Chong and Qi Shui to follow him too.

Very good reason-

"Don't think that changing a place will eliminate daily practice."

You have to practice or practice, and you have to be beaten.

Three teenagers: “…”

Here is half a capital city away from the General's Mansion.

Pei Ye refused to chariots and horses and seized every opportunity to teach the three people. This time it was "Sword-proofing".

When a monk goes out, he should play the sword, which is in line with his identity setting and style. What the hell is riding a horse and riding a car?

"Uncle Xianyu, will you teach two junior brothers and sisters to control the sword now?"

"To be precise, I teach your junior brother to control the sword, but your junior sister can't control it."

Feng Suyan was very interested in Lafeng's sword-wielding, and he was inevitably a little disappointed when he heard this.

But the next words of the boy Qi Shui made her so shocked that she almost choked by saliva.

The young man Qi Shui said: "The sect previously received a notice from the [Flying Magical Tool Management Office], saying that the professor's disciples cannot use swords in places with crowds, in order to prevent objects falling from being injured by ordinary people from falling from altitudes. No matter how you look at the capital of the Flower Kingdom, you cannot use it as a training ground for teaching swords, right?"

Feng Suyan: "???"

Where is the Flight Magic Management Office?

"Mr. Xianyu was deducted points by the 'flying tube' a few days ago."

Pei Ye said: "I was just deducted a few points, and I didn't have my flight driver's license revoked. Why can't I teach you anymore? Besides, in a remote countryside like the Flower Country of Tianlan Continent, the 'Flying Management Office' can still manage the sky and earth here. Let's see if I have taught students illegally?"

Young man Qi Shui: "..."

Two disciples from remote countryside were confused.

"Master...What is the flight driver's license?"

Pei Ye answered Yun Chong.

"You can only be legitimate to go out to drive the sword with this certificate on your body, otherwise you will be arrested by the 'flying police'."

Feng Suyan swallowed.

He tentatively said: "Then, the 'Flying Magic Tool Management Office' is the place to manage sword-controlling magic weapons?"

"It's almost the same, it means one thing."

Feng Suyan: “…”

Isn’t this tm the “car administration office” in the cultivation world?

The corners of her mouth twitched.

"So, is there any special place to teach sword control?"

The young man Qi Shui praised: "My junior sister is smart and can be easily understood at a glance. There is indeed such a place. I heard that it is a special sect that has obtained the operating license of the "Flying Magical Tool Management Institute". This sect does not teach other things, but only teaches disciples how to control swords and how to take the "flying driving license". You are lucky to enter the Lingxiao Sect. The certificate examination only needs to be conducted in the sect, and the disciples who pass can get the stamp of the leader to apply for the certificate. Other small sects are not good, and they have to take out spirit stones to study and take the certificate. I heard that it is difficult to get the exam."

There are many unlicensed monks flying now.

The monks wanted to resist at first, but they were taught to be human.

This has led to many uncertified monks not going out and going to go to seclusion to take the exam_(:з」∠?)_

Feng Suyan: “…”

Yun Chong became nervous.

"If I don't have a certificate, can't I control the sword?"

"To be honest, you can't drive the sword in the patrol and inspect the 'flying police'." The young man Qi Shui saw Yun Chong's nervousness, "But Uncle Xianyu has a 'flying driver' and is one of the five real people of Lingxiao Sect. She has the qualification to be a regular professor, so you don't have to worry about learning with her."

Yun Chong wanted to speak but stopped.

There is an ominous premonition.

Pei Ye’s teaching method is simple and crude.

The first step was to ask Yun Chong to take out his big sword.

The second step is to teach him the curse to make the great sword fly.

The third step is to teach him the tricks to control the direction of flight.

The fourth step is to tell him how to control the flight speed by controlling the size of spiritual power.

Finally, let him try it yourself!

Yunchong: "..."

The prince, who was graceful and warm in the past, could hardly hold his demeanor when he stood on the sword.

He was worried that if he accidentally fell on the sword, the accident would be serious!

"How can I step on this sword so narrow..."

Pei Ye said: "Then I can fly without a sword, and I didn't see me falling down after stepping on the air. Besides, it was the sword you brought, not me."

Feng Suyan looked at the opinion aside.

"Senior Brother Prince, why not press a one-legged bench on the sword? If you stand on the sword for a long time, your legs will be numb."

Pei Ye curled his lips: "Press a one-legged bench? Why don't you recommend him install a guardrail on his sword and put a big bed?"

While rushing to the sword, he slept and replenished his sleep, killing two birds with one stone.

Feng Suyan imagined the appearance of a one-legged bench and a guardrail bed on the flying sword...

One day Yun Chong was going to take out this flying sword and fight with someone...

The style of painting is so beautiful.

Feng Suyan burst out laughing, covering her forehead with her right hand, lowering her head to hide her gloating.

It is still more enjoyable and humanized in modern society.

The speed is not slow and can shelter from wind and rain, and can sit or lie down.

It's not possible to control the sword.

If you stand for a long time when you are blowing wind and rain, you will easily get cold legs.

Thinking of this, Feng Suyan remembered Master Yu Jin's cold male god face.

I wonder if he would secretly beat his stiff and sore legs after he had been using his sword for a long time?

After a while, Yun Chong fell twice in unlucky.

I complained when I rubbed the pain in the place I fell.

"I heard that immortals can hold swords hundreds of thousands of feet high, if they accidentally fall down..."

The young man Qi Shui said: "There is a passage in the booklet given by the Flying Magic Tool Management, 'There is thousands of roads, the first is safety, the sword control is not standardized, and relatives cry.' However, cultivators who can control swords are as high as hundreds of feet are not ordinary cultivators. The period of time they fell from a high altitude was enough to react and apply a few magic buffers to themselves. They can basically land safely, without worrying."
Chapter completed!