The scumbag provoked the blackened male god again

Chapter 742 Charm [9]

The original owner persuaded the powerful to dig out the spiritual roots of innocent people for himself. How is this behavior different from that of a stupid and vicious eldest lady?
Shen Lang would rather not have spiritual roots, and would never follow in the footsteps of the original owner.

She was just about to try the method of reshaping the spiritual root again, when suddenly there were two knocks on the door, and a figure was reflected.

"Junior Sister, Master let you go there."

It was Ning Rong's voice.

She hurriedly put on her shoes and got out of bed, and ran to open the door, "Squeak——"

Sure enough, it was Ning Rong's familiar face.

She smiled, closed the door and walked out with him, asking as she walked, "How does Brother Ning know that I live here?"

"Use your spiritual sense to find out." Ning Rong said nonchalantly.

"What did Master ask me to do?" Shen Lang hesitated, "Could it be to teach me the method of cultivation?"

"Didn't you know when you went?" Ning Rong rolled her eyelids.

Shen Lang followed him to the main hall.

"Go in, Master is waiting for you inside."

She opened the door and entered, raised her eyes carefully and looked around, but did not see Jing Mu's figure, but the white crane lily in the glass bottle on the table was blooming very well, stretching its white petals gracefully, looking gentle and peaceful .

She searched around, from the inside to the outside, but she couldn't find anyone who saw Jing Mu. She couldn't help but lower her long eyelashes, pursed her mouth slightly, and made a look of despair, and murmured in a low voice:

"Master doesn't like me, doesn't want to teach me how to practice..."

The air seemed to freeze for a moment.

"Why do you know that?" Jing Mu's clear voice suddenly sounded behind her.

Shen Lang was stunned, and turned around to look, only to see that he was wearing a cloud-pattern frost-colored brocade robe, a jade belt outlined his thin waist, half of his black hair was tied up in a high bun and tied with a jade crown, and the rest hung neatly behind him, looking noble and elegant. Elegant, clean and gentle.

Those eyes were looking at her with a smile.

Shen Lang breathed a sigh of relief, wrinkled his eyes and complained: "Since the master is here, why didn't he come out? Let the disciples look around..."

The other party shook his head and laughed, squatted down and looked at her at the same level: "It's not good to be a teacher, and I made the prodigal girl angry. I won't do it next time."

Shen Lang's face was hot, and he threw himself on him, "Master is right, it's because the disciple's eyesight is bad... Why did Master call me here? Are you going to teach me how to cultivate?"

Jing Mu smiled helplessly: "You don't have spiritual roots, how can you cultivate?"

Shen Lang pursed his lips, and said unhappily: "Master is lying, senior brother has told me that one can cultivate without spiritual roots, but it's just slower than others."

Of course she made it up.

Jing Mu was taken aback, "You mean looking at fish?"

"That's right... Brother Wangyu didn't coax me just to comfort me, did he?" The little girl seemed to think of this possibility, and her face suddenly became frightened.

Jing Mu's expression was complicated, and he slowly said: "He's not coaxing you. It's just that without spiritual root cultivation, you will suffer great pain, so I didn't tell you as a teacher."

"..." The little girl was stunned for a moment, but then said firmly, "Master, I want to practice, I want to become stronger, and I won't let anyone look down on me!"

Jing Mu looked at her deeply, smiled for a while, reached out and rubbed her head, "If you have the heart, as a teacher, I will try my best to help you."

Shen Lang suddenly smiled.

The method of reshaping the spiritual root provided by the system is ineffective for her, so she can only seek advice from another expert, and Jing Mu is undoubtedly the most suitable one.

...

For the convenience of teaching, Jing Mu simply let Shen Lang stay in the main hall, where he would eat and sleep.

Shen Lang is a very spiritual disciple. Although he is young, his understanding is not inferior at all, and he is even more outstanding among the disciples.

This surprised Jing Mu very much, after realizing this, he taught him more attentively.

He pointed to the spiritual plant that he had just finished watering, and said gently: "Gather Qi into spirit, nourish the flowers and plants."

Shen Lang complied.

The barren dantian felt continuous pain from gathering Qi, but she was used to it.

She waved her small hands, and slowly condensed a cloud, floating and floating, floating above the flowers and plants.

Jing Mu stared at the cloud for a moment, and just wanted to say a word of praise, the next moment, the cloud exploded like a bubble, and splashed everywhere!
Fortunately, he released the barrier barrier in time, so that the water didn't splash on the two of them.

Let's go to Shen Lang again.The little girl already raised her fingers guiltily, and looked up at him from time to time, not daring to meet his gaze.

"Master...Master, this disciple has failed again..."

Jing Mu paused for a few breaths, and smiled helplessly: "It's okay, you haven't started yet, you don't know the tricks, I won't blame you as a teacher."

Shen Lang pursed his lips, then suddenly raised his head and said, "Master, have you ever heard of the method of reshaping spiritual roots?"

Jing Mu was taken aback for a moment, then nodded slightly.

"Someone has used this method, but it just failed."

"What happened to that man after that?"

Jing Mu looked down at her, shook his head and said, "I don't know even if I'm a teacher. Why did the prodigal girl suddenly ask this? Could it be that she wants to reshape her spiritual roots?"

"I just heard someone mention it by chance, so I paid attention to it." Shen Lang smiled and said, "It would be great if you can reshape the spiritual root, but the body of the disciple is completely damaged, and I think there is no possibility of recovery. gone."

Her smile was bright and clear, without any haze, Jing Mu couldn't help being surprised.

He knew that her spiritual roots had been dug out, but she didn't hold any resentment... Could it be because she was young that she didn't understand what it meant?
Sure enough, as Rong'er said, this child is a poor person, although sometimes he is very aggressive like a little beast, but most of the time he is distressed.

Just look through those watery eyes, even if she doesn't tell her past, she can still see a lot of hidden grievances.

It's no wonder that Rong'er brought her back without hesitation, seeing these eyes, no one would have the heart to leave her behind.

Infinite pity welled up in Jing Mu's eyes, he gently patted her head, and said with a smile: "Master will try my best to help you, you don't have to worry."

"With the master here, even if the disciple really fails in cultivation, the master will protect me, right?" The skinny little girl has a pair of big and bright fox eyes, which is really surprising.

"Naturally." Jing Mu felt even more sympathetic, and agreed to her without even thinking about it, "You don't need to have any worries as your teacher is here."

Shen Lang made a gesture of being moved, tears welled up, and after sobbing, he threw himself into Jing Mu's arms.

"Master, you are so kind..."

Jing Mu shook his head and sighed, and patted her on the back lightly.

In the days that followed, relying on his ability to be coquettish, cute, and flattering, Shen Lang suddenly occupied a place in Jing Mu's heart, even faintly surpassing his proud disciples such as Li Wangyu and Ning Rong.

When Li Wangyu realized this, she had already lived with Jing Mu in the main hall for more than a year.

On this day, Jing Mu suddenly called together several disciples and asked them:

"The secret realm of Qinggen will be opened next month. I plan to appoint three people as my teacher. Which one of you is interested?"

(End of this chapter)