"I'm talking first..." Shangguan Ren stared at his head and his chest, and a domineering aura suddenly erupted like a strong wind.

"I'm going to say it first..." Wuchen's stance was firm, as dark as a cliff, still standing still...

"I said first, I made the idea..." Shangguan Ren's eyes were as bright as needles.

"I'm going to say first that I decided first..." Wuchen's wheat-man pointed at the needle.

It is very important to put this first stroke into a piece of white paper. On this principled issue, Shangguan Ren and Wuchen refused to fall behind. At first, the two old men just stared at each other and blew their beards. As their anger grew, they spitted everywhere, and the fighting spirit in their bodies gradually came out. How good is the two old men? The dust and stones around them immediately flew.

He Qihuan is also well-behaved and has never killed a pig, but he has always seen a pig walking. The ancients said: The place where right and wrong should not be kept for a long time. When he saw the dust rising, he knew something was wrong. He quickly rolled aside and went to make a fortune in silence.

The two old men were arguing, and Wu Chen suddenly thought of something, glanced at him and screamed: "Where is the referee?"

Shangguan Ren also woke up when he heard this. The two of them looked around. The handsome and handsome young scholar in white just now disappeared. He saw a gray-haired and gray-faced man in gray-haired and gray-faced staring at them sneakily.

Wu Chen was shocked: Who is this person? He appeared quietly in this corner. How happy was the boy in white? Was he being plundered by this person's companion?

Shangguan Ren was surprised. Although he was still smiling on his face, he felt murderous in his heart: I didn’t expect that if I had not taken action for a hundred years, someone would forget me and dare to make a fuss under my nose. Isn’t this a slight dilemma on Prince Ma’s head and selling medicine in front of the King of Hell?

Shangguan Ren said coldly: "The person who comes here has his name and surname?"

The man in gray was still staring blankly—

Wu Chen and Shangguan Ren looked at each other and felt that the situation in front of him was a bit strange. Although they were quarreling just now, their soul consciousness power was always shrouded in dozens of miles around. They did not notice that anyone was approaching, and they did not realize that they had no idea why not leave happily. Could it be that such masters appeared in the hundred years of their retreat?

The two of them walked heavily and were thrusting at the man in gray.

Seeing the two of them like this, the man in gray stood up and bowed in a little panic, "What are the instructions, two seniors?"

Hearing his voice, the two old men were stunned and looked at him carefully. The two laughed. Wu Chen smiled and said, "Little donor, are you a ancestral home in Sichuan? Is it good to change your face? We thought someone had sneaked in!"

Shangguan Renze said a little annoyed: "Children, if you don't concentrate on listening in class, why do you run to the corner to play with sand and mud?"

He Qihuan was stunned and looked down at his face, unable to help but be happy. He smiled and said, "Two seniors, I blame me. These are all the results of your quarrel just now. Alas, the fire at the city gate will affect my pond fish."

Shangguan Ren and Wuchen thought about it briefly and immediately understood the whole story.

"Ha ha ha ha--"

Everyone finished making fun of it. Shangguan Ren gently stroked his long beard and said, "We need to summarize the teaching methods well. We can't scream and touch each other like we did just now."

Wuchen Muran said, "It's reasonable!"

"Let's do this, each person says three words, and after one person finishes, the other person can speak again." Shangguan Ren suggested, and he coughed, and was about to speak in a erudite manner.

Wu Chen didn't care about it and rushed to speak: "Okay, you've said three sentences, it's time for me to say." Although Wu Chen's face was ferocious, his eyes showed a look of compassion, which made people feel warm when they saw it. He patted his shoulder lightly and said: "Child, the most important thing in life is the word "good". I treat people kindly with sincerity, and treat me kindly with sincerity. How beautiful will this world be! I hope my child, you have more thoughts about "good" in this world and do more "good" things..."

Shangguan Ren was so angry that he rolled his eyes. He thought to himself that this old monk was still known as a monk and was so competitive that he was not as humble as he was. Bai Dao did not have a good thing. Now that he saw that Wu Chen had said several words, he sneered and pulled He Qihuan over and said kindly: "If a person treats you with evil, can you still treat others kindly? Little brother, look up at the world. How many people are good? How many people have no evil thoughts in their hearts? If they don't kill all kinds of shameless and evil villains, how can the world be good? Just like farming, should we pull out the weeds inside? Boy, this world is originally a weak food and strong food. If you blindly seek goodness to jackals..."

"Good, good," Wu Chen saw that Shangguan Ren had already said a few more words, and immediately pulled He Qihuan to his side and said patiently, "Child, think about it, if you continue to kill like this, you kill me, and I kill you, will this world not be destroyed in no time? Even if you can survive alone, what's the fun of being the only one in this world? If everyone reconciles like brothers and sisters, this world..."

"It's nonsense!" Shangguan Ren took action like lightning, and then pulled He Qihuan over and shouted: "Hehe, little brother, some things are like soap bubbles, which look good but are useless! The most important thing in life is reality. Some things can only be heard and talked about. If you really do this, you will have to be bleeding..."

"Amitabha, it is precisely because of this view that the world falls. The Buddha said, "Who will go to hell if I don't go to hell? I will fight for you every day and educate everyone every day. One day, everyone will always..."

Both of them patiently tried to explain their views to He Qihuan as clearly as possible, and tried their best to convince him not to listen to each other. However, when they were talking about it, the two old men couldn't help but get angry and couldn't help but fight.

He Qihuan's neck was turning back and forth like a rattle, listening intently, feeling that the two old men had some truths, but they seemed to have some flaws and some things that were unreasonable.

The two old people were already in a state of fire, and they couldn't help but develop from the four flying saliva to the flying hands and feet.

It's no wonder that these two old people have been fighting for hundreds of years. In the past few decades, they have been talking nonsense and can start with just a few words. Today, for the sake of teaching, they have been suppressing their anger slowly and patiently speaking. But when they talk about it, they see that the other party is not only nonsense but also stubborn, but also pulling He Qihuan away at all times to interfere with his teaching. It's unbearable, so they feel like they are back in the past and start to thump.

Because this is also the habitual reflex action of the two old people - they used to be like this, first mocking and then fisting each other. Now it is naturally the same as usual. But this is how bitter it is.

Seeing that Wu Chen was talking nonsense, Shangguan Ren angrily slapped him. Wu Chen saw that Shangguan Ren did not admit his guilt, and held his palms in anger to block the situation. The movements of the two seemed to be light, but as the two palms hit, an extremely terrifying airflow roared out from the junction of the two old palms.

The fighting spirit of these two peerless masters is so powerful, and they are angry, so powerful!

This time, because He Qihuan only lowered his head and pondered the words of the two old people, he did not realize the arrival of the crisis as before. As a result, he was affected by the expanded internal force and screamed, and was shocked like a kite with a broken string, and his blood was spitting all over the sky.

When the two old men saw this, they were shocked: Why did they just quarrel and forget about this arbitration? They hurriedly stopped, flew away, and caught He Qihuan. The two old men tapped acupuncture on He Qihuan like lightning to help him stop bleeding. The other one had already activated internal force to help He Qihuan sort out and clear the meridians, and then they hurriedly stuffed the healing medicine in their arms into He Qihuan's mouth. If these medicines were lucky enough to get one and a half pills in the martial arts world, they would definitely be regarded as treasures and shout long live. At this moment, the two old men used it as a dog skin plaster to smear He Qihuan, completely forgetting that the medicine was successfully refined after decades of hard work...

The first teaching seminar between the two old people ended with the student falling down.
Chapter completed!