My disciples have hidden identities

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After a full ten minutes of silence, Qi Luo, who was the most qualified, woke up first, with a blush on her fair face, and a drop of sweat dripping from her smooth forehead.

"A vision from the sky, this is a direct step over the source of the spiritual grade, and directly ascended to the sword art of the dao grade!"

Qi Luo looked at the "Nine Swords of Life" on the table with a horrified expression, and muttered to himself.

It's not that she hasn't seen the vision from the sky, she was born with a vision from the sky.

The purple energy of the great sun came from three thousand miles away, shaking the Chaotic Sea Territory. On the day of birth, he was accepted as the first apprentice by the Lord of the Chaotic Demon Sea Territory.

but!

She never expected that she could see a vision from the sky in her own home!

Qi Luo couldn't help but cast her eyes on Ji Pingsheng, but no matter how you look at it, his aptitude is very mediocre.

Could it be that my little suzerain, like me, has hidden secrets?

As soon as the thought of Qi Luo appeared in her mind, she was thrown away by her, the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

Even if there is a secret, can it be bigger than mine?

After about 10 minutes, Chi Zhengyang also woke up, and looked at Qi Luo with a wry smile: "Second Senior Sister, how much do you understand?"

Qi Luo squinted at him: "Thirty percent."

"Hey, I'm only [-]%."

Chi Zhengyang sighed, then raised his head to look at Ji Pingsheng, and said solemnly: "How much is the Suzerain understood?"

"what?"

Ji Pingsheng was slightly taken aback, he couldn't say that he didn't look at the sky at all, could he?

"I wrote it all out, what do you think?"

After thinking about it for a while, Ji Pingsheng gave a vague answer and let him guess by himself.

"That's right, the suzerain must have created it after comprehending everything."

Chi Zhengyang looked at Ji Pingsheng with more admiration.

Dao Pin Jian Jue shared it with his disciples without hesitation. This kind of mind is really beyond compare!

Chapter 20 Chi Zhengyang's Great Ideal!

Jing Muxi was the last one to recover.

The first thing he did when he woke up was to put the "Nine Swords of Life" on the table into his pocket, and then bowed deeply to Ji Pingsheng.

"Disciple, thank the suzerain for bestowing the Dharma!"

After speaking, ignoring Qi Luo's glaring gaze, she turned around and was about to escape from the Ancient Bronze Palace.

Ji Pingsheng: "..."

"Wait, you wait!"

Ji Pingsheng hurriedly stopped him.

The young man took it and ran away, something is wrong with you!

Jing Muxi turned around and asked, "What's the matter with the suzerain?"

"No, you're not doing well."

Ji Pingsheng looked at Jing Muxi's expression of "absolutely will not hand it over", and said helplessly: "We share good things together, so what's the matter if you take it all by yourself."

"But suzerain, you told me!"

Jing Muxi said seriously.

The corner of Ji Pingsheng's mouth twitched, I didn't know that the sword formula written by hand was so awesome!

I want to know, can I give you a whole day to know how to swing a sword?

But if he backtracked, he would lose the majesty of the suzerain. Ji Pingsheng had a headache and didn't know what to do.

At this moment, Chi Zhengyang, the head of the court of the Shang Qingzong, spoke.

"Sovereign, let the senior brother understand it first, we don't practice swords, and it won't be of much use if we take them."

Chi Zhengyang said with a smile.

Qi Luo had an indifferent expression: "Whatever, it's useless to me."

No, no, no, it's useless to you, but it's useful to me!

Ji Pingsheng glared at the two of them, what is he practicing himself?

The only spiritual exercise of the Shangqing sect, "Sanqingjue", has nothing else.

After finally figuring out a book of Taoist swordsmanship, just give it to your disciples?

I... can't be reconciled!

"Don't worry, suzerain, when the emperor descends from the sky, I will definitely bring back a reward!"

Jing Muxi solemnly made the promise.

"Get out of here."

Ji Pingsheng waved his hand impatiently, that's an event that all the sects in Beizhou participated in, can you win a reward for a small life palace?

Is there really no one in this world?

Jing Muxi hugged "Nine Swords of Life", and left happily.

Then, Ji Pingsheng saw the other three disciples staring at him with bright eyes.

"Sovereign, what about us?"

Qi Luo opened her red lips and said with a smile.

"Gone."

Ji Pingsheng spread his hands and said.

"This is not fair!"

Qi Luo looked disappointed, raised her eyebrows and shouted, she thought the suzerain could come up with something unexpected.

"This……"

Ji Pingsheng looked hesitant: "You are majoring in something, let me see if I can figure out one for you."

"Major in what?"

After thinking about it for a while, Qi Luo said solemnly: "I major in beauty."

The "Dong Lai Zi Ji Mo Gong" she practiced eats the purple energy of the sun, could the suzerain still drag the sun down and give it to her?

She didn't know that Ji Pingsheng couldn't drag the sun down, but he could send her up to the sun.

Just can't come back.

"Major beauty..."

Ji Pingsheng supported his forehead, and after thinking for a while, he said a wise saying: "Drink more hot water."

Qi Luo: "..."

"Hmph, I'd better go back to the special training by myself."

She snorted softly, and also got up to leave.

The first disciple got it done, the second disciple ran away, and now only Ji Youkun and Chi Zhengyang are left in the ancient bronze palace.

According to the order, Ji Pingsheng Jiang set his eyes on Ji Youkun and asked, "Youkun, what are you majoring in, I will also make a special training plan for you!"

Ji Youkun didn't even think about it, and replied directly: "I major in eating, can the suzerain give me extra meals?"

Ji Pingsheng's face darkened: "No, repeat it!"

Ji Youkun pouted in disappointment. After rubbing the short hair on his neck, he raised his delicate little arms: "I'm still training my body. Does the suzerain have any way to train my body?"

"Body training?"

Ji Pingsheng frowned, and searched his memory for a body training method with obvious effects.

Push-ups, sit-ups, long-distance running, lifting dumbbells...

After squinting his eyes and thinking about it for a while, he said to Ji Youkun: "From today on, you will do a hundred push-ups, a hundred sit-ups, a hundred squats, and a ten-kilometer long-distance run every day, do you understand?"

"Is this too troublesome?"

Ji Youkun showed resistance on his face.

"This is a special training task and must be completed!"

Ji Pingsheng said with a serious face: "I can't help but finish it, and I have to persist, one month, one year, three years!"

Body training is a long-term thing, if you stop halfway, it will be ruined in one go.

"Three years..."

Ji Youkun's face turned bitter, and he looked at Ji Pingsheng tearfully.

"Don't act like this, I'm not a lolicon!"

Ji Pingsheng waved at Ji Youkun mercilessly: "Go to the special training, and take care of your hair."

"Yes."

Ji Youkun walked away dejectedly, but she still listened to Ji Pingsheng's words.

Now, there is only the last disciple left.

Looking at his favorite disciple, Ji Pingsheng smiled, and his tone became friendly: "Zhengyang, how about you?"

Chi Zhengyang had already thought about it, and he replied with a serious face: "Sovereign, I want to farm!"

He didn't want to join the Heavenly Emperor's Army. It would be bad if he was recognized by others. After thinking about it, it would be safer to farm in the sect.

"Planting..."

Ji Pingsheng raised his brows, and said bitterly, "Why do you always think about farming instead of making progress? Don't forget that you are a monk!"

Chi Zhengyang said innocently: "But if I don't farm the land, the sect will have no income."

amount.

Ji Pingsheng was at a loss for words, but it was true that Chi Zhengyang was responsible for all the elixir in the Lingtian of the Shang Qingzong.

If he doesn't farm, who will come?

"And suzerain, it's not that I'm not motivated, I actually have a big dream!"

Chi Zhengyang exhaled deeply, and said with a serious expression: "I want to improve the method of planting the elixir and spiritual rice. I hope that one day, the Great Yan Dynasty and even the mortals in the entire Xuanshen Realm can eat the spirit. rice!"

Ji Pingsheng: "..."

Ji Pingsheng looked at Chi Zhengyang dully, and suddenly felt a ray of golden light covering Chi Zhengyang's body...

OMG!

Are you a saint?

It was the first time he knew that his disciple who farmed the land every day had such lofty ideals.

Ji Pingsheng was in awe. He believed that he must help Chi Zhengyang.

Not for anything else, just for the more than 100 acres of spiritual land in my family.

"Let me think about it."

Ji Pingsheng wiped his chin, lost in thought.

The method of planting...

Spirit rice, spirit rice, elixir...

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in his mind, and a mysterious smile appeared on Ji Pingsheng's face.