The cohabiting fairy emperor of the female president

He sighed, frowned tightly, looked at Xiao Zhe and said: "Is this sword really repaired by my little friend?"

Seeing Xiao Zhe nodded, Xiao Aotian smiled helplessly, and said: "Little friend is very comparable."

　 In the past, Xiaoaotian regarded this incomplete fairy sword as a treasure, but he was powerless to repair it.

Therefore, he had no choice but to take this sword out for auction.

Originally, I thought that it was impossible for someone in this other world to restore the sword, but I didn't want to restore the original appearance because of Xiao Zhe.

Touching the blade lightly, the voice of Weng Ming came.

The immortal essence contained in it seems to be able to cut through the sky with just one sword.

Apart from Xiao Aotian, the other disciples were also stunned.

Xiao Aotian once spent a lot of high-quality materials in order to repair this sword.

Even with the combined strength of everyone, the sword could not be repaired.

Xiao Zhe, how did he do it?
At this moment, one counts as one, looking at him with great respect.

Fighting strength cannot make them yield.

But refining weapons is their main way of training.

Now, they are well aware of the gap with Xiao Zhe.

Now it seems that their eldest lady has vision.

Xiao Linger walked gracefully and came to Xiao Zhe.

She raised her jade hand, picked up a bunch of blue silk, smiled and said: "Brother Xiao Zhe, it really is you, I saw the change of Qianhe Sword Sect that day."

After saying that, Xiao Linger blinked playfully, looked at Xiao Aotian and said: "Father, I guessed right."

No wonder Xiao Zhe didn't make a move, those disciples didn't have this qualification.

Xiao Aotian twitched the corners of his eyes, and then glanced over a group of disciples.

He took a deep breath and said, "Little friend, I need an apprentice. If you don't mind, how about I ask you to be my teacher?"

At this moment, those disciples were completely petrified!
Their suzerain actually wanted to worship a young man as a teacher.

He is a master craftsman, a figure on the ceiling of another world.

Worshiping a young man as a teacher, this must be spread, and they Qi Lingzong, wouldn't they shock the whole world.

Xiao Zhe touched his nose in embarrassment, but didn't speak.

On the other hand, Xiao Ling'er, with a coquettish voice, said: "Father, what nonsense are you talking about, you don't care how old you are."

　 "What's the matter with my age, as the saying goes, those who are masters are teachers."

Xiao Aotian raised the corners of his eyes and glared at Xiao Linger.

You are a good girl, you have found a good teacher yourself, but you have forgotten him as a father.

　 "Little friend, is this old man right?" Xiao Ao Tianhan said with a smile.

Having said that, Xiao Zhe really disagrees.

With a chuckle, he said: "Sister Ling'er has already worshiped Qingcheng as her teacher, if you worship me, you are breaking the rules."

　 "Why should you care about these things, we have our own opinions!" Xiao Aotian waved his hand and said heartily.

　 "What? Could it be that you want to call me Master Mistress?"

Long Qingcheng on the side rolled his eyes.

Yep, the agreed-upon Lectureship Conference has become an Apprentice Conference again.

However, she would not let Xiao Zhe accept an old guy as his apprentice.

Xiao Aotian is shameless, they still want it.

　 "Master's wife is good!" Xiao Aotian shouted seriously.

Long Qingcheng: ".!"

After a few breaths, a figure, accompanied by screams, flew out instantly.

With blue veins protruding from Long Qingcheng's forehead, he kept punching.

Seeing this, many disciples swallowed their saliva one after another, only watching as if a shooting star passed by.

Xiao Aotian, their suzerain, was sent flying with one punch.

Xiao Ling'er's face was full of embarrassment, a gust of wind blew her dress, and she felt a chill.

This cold air does not come from the coldness of the body, but the coldness of the heart.

　 "Sorry, I couldn't hold back!"
Long Qingcheng grinned at Xiao Ling'er, spread out his hands and said, "Whoever makes him call my teacher's wife will call me old."

Sure enough, women always care about their age.

After a while.

Xiao Ling'er looked at it, grinning his teeth in pain, Xiao Aotian who ran back couldn't help covering his mouth and chuckling.

How could her father understand a woman's mind.

For a person who only knows about refining weapons, it is his luck to catch up with her mother.

　 "Qingcheng, don't be rude."

Xiao Zhe shook his head and smiled, then looked at Xiao Aotian, and said: "I just got offended, please laugh at the suzerain, don't take it to heart."

　 "It's okay."

Xiao Aotian grinned, raised his eyes and said with a smile: "Little friend, it's about accepting apprentices."

　 Xiao Zhe couldn't help laughing, a little bit lamenting Xiao Aotian's persistence, so he could only say: "Sovereign Xiao is already the master of refining weapons in this other world, I really can't teach you anything."

　 "I am a master craftsman, far from you."

Xiao Aotian sighed, with a look of disappointment on his face, and then said: "These decades, I have lived in vain."

Although Xiao Zhe is young, his skill in making weapons is higher than him.

If you can worship him as a teacher, it will be of great help to his way of refining weapons.

But looking at Xiao Zhe's appearance, he has no intention of accepting him as a disciple at all.

Of course, the most embarrassing thing about worshiping Xiao Zhe as a teacher is the group of disciples.

In this way, Xiao Zhe has become their master.

　 "Sovereign Xiao, if you are interested, you can watch my art of refining weapons." Xiao Zhe said with a light smile.

Immediately, Xiao Aotian regained his energy and said: "Really?"

Similar to the technique, he, a master craftsman, knows it at a glance.

However, for this way of refining, the refiner will not easily reveal the way of refining.

Therefore, Xiao Zhe being able to observe the technique with his own eyes is equivalent to teaching the technique.

Xiao Zhe nodded, and then flames gathered in his palms.

I saw that his movements were done in one go, flowing like clouds and flowing water.

That level of familiarity is much stronger than that of Long Qingcheng.

At this moment, not only Xiao Aotian, but also the other disciples stared at Xiao Zhe without blinking.

Soon, the materials Xiao Zhe put in were burnt to crystal red by the scorching flames.

The impurities in the material fall off by themselves, leaving only the essence.

Then, a red spar appeared in Xiao Zhe's hand.

　 "That is."

Xiao Aotian narrowed his eyes slightly, then opened them wide, and said in surprise: "It's actually the spirit of Lihuo!"

I saw this thing by accident while referring to the classics of various refining techniques.

It is said that this spirit of Lihuo is the most yin and soft thing, which is rare in the world.

It can not only improve the quality of spiritual soldiers, but also achieve better tempering.

The key is to improve the practitioner's physique.

Even that mediocre person can transform into a spirit body by using this thing.

Unexpectedly, today, the eyes were opened in Xiao Zhe's hands.

Xiao Ling'er is not like Xiao Aotian, she doesn't know what Li Huo is.

It's just a pair of beautiful eyes, looking at Xiao Zhe from time to time, or focusing on his refining technique.

　 "Little apprentice, what are you looking at, so lost in thought?"
Long Qingcheng moved her beautiful legs and came to Xiao Linger's side.

Seeing her look sideways, Long Qingcheng smiled and said: "What? Regret to accept me as a teacher?"

　 "No, I also want to observe Brother Xiao Zhe's technique." Xiao Ling'er blushed and said.

Long Qingcheng seemed to be joking, but she could hear the implication.

For Xiao Zhe, even if she still had thoughts, they would only bury them deep in her heart.

Long Qingcheng exhaled, curled his lips and said: "What's the use of learning how to refine weapons, only the way of fighting can protect the person you want to protect."

　 "That's why I worship you as my teacher." Xiao Linger blinked playfully and said.

In this alien world, only one's own strength is fundamental.

No one of them is good at fighting in the spirit sect.

If it weren't for the contacts we made, there would be no place for them here.

There are many forces, most of which are powerful.

Only when she herself becomes a strong person can she protect the sect's inheritance.

In addition, she didn't want to waste her talent.

As for the way of refining weapons, I learned a lot from Xiao Aotian.

Although he is a dual-path fellow practitioner, he has his own experience in everything.

　 "If that guy intends to accept you, I may not stop it."
Long Qingcheng smiled, patted Xiao Ling'er on the shoulder, and continued: "It's a pity, you have already worshiped me as your teacher, so you have no chance!"

Hearing this, three black lines hung down Xiao Ling'er's forehead.

Her master seems to be a little tricky. . .

It turns out that not only men are dishonest, but also women.

　 "If Master doesn't mind, then I will compete with you!" Xiao Linger said with a smirk.

Not serious, who wouldn't.

Anyway, you were the one who was not serious first, so you can't blame her.

Unexpectedly, Long Qingcheng didn't respond at all.

Instead, he sized her up for a while, making her feel uncomfortable.

　 "What's wrong?" Xiao Ling'er said with a little doubt.

Long Qingcheng raised her red lips and said, "Actually, I have something very serious and I want to remind you."

After a pause, she coughed lightly, and said with a half-smile, "You're hurt."

　 "No."

Xiao Linger shook her head and said, "Brother Xiao Zhe healed the injury just now."

Immediately, Long Qingcheng pointed a finger at her beautiful legs.

Looking along the line of sight she pointed at, Xiao Ling'er was slightly dazed, and two red clouds rose instantly.

Especially the bright red, along her beautiful legs, dyed the white knee high stockings red.

With an exclamation, Xiao Ling'er hurriedly mobilized her movements and quickly escaped.

In the same place, only Long Qingcheng's coquettish laughter remained.

She puffed out her chest and said proudly: "Little girl, fight with me, you are still a little bit close."

Then, Long Qingcheng threw away the bright red object in his hand.

She just created some illusions for Xiao Linger.

Poor little girl, not only didn't notice her moving hands and feet, but also seemed to have forgotten her special day.

Xiao Aotian looked confused, only aware of an emerald green figure passing in front of him.

After that, the trace of Xiao Linger was lost.

Helpless, Xiao Aotian spread his hands.

After tidying up his disheveled hair a little, his gaze returned to Xiao Zhe, who was refining the weapon.

At this point, it looks like it's coming to an end.

　 It didn't take a moment until the fireworks in Xiao Zhe's hands were extinguished.

I saw that the long sword with a simple and simple atmosphere was floating not far in front of him.

After Xiao Zhe played several spells, he finally withdrew his breath.

Probe, the long sword fell into Xiao Zhe's hand.

After taking a closer look, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and a sword aura burst out in an instant.

boom!
After the explosion, the bluestone slab shattered instantly.

He didn't activate any spiritual power, and only relied on the power of the long sword itself to reach this level.

　 "This is the top spiritual soldier!"

Xiao Aotian swallowed with difficulty, as if he was dreaming.