A five-year-old junior sister, she is the group favorite of four crazy critics

Chapter 444 Bei Wan leaves

Chapter 444 Bei Wan leaves

The disciples who came out of the formation all collapsed on the ground, breathing weakly, as if they might die at any time.

"Are you a little harsh?" asked an array master.

"When you wake up later, ask them."

Bei Wan bent down and poked Xiaohua's cheek. The spiritual power in his hand moved slightly, and the healing formation immediately enveloped several people.

Logically speaking, the formation she designed would control the strength that the formation should display based on the strength of the entrant.

With the current appearance of Hua Hua and others, the chance of the formation going wrong shouldn't be very high, it's very likely...

On weekdays, those uncles like them didn't beat them hard enough.

Thinking of this possibility, Bei Wan's eyes looked at the flowers with a hint of helplessness and inquiry.

As soon as Hua Hua woke up, she met the thoughtful gaze of her junior uncle. She didn't know why, but she felt very weak in her heart.

"How was the experience?" Bei Wan asked.

Recalling what she had experienced in the formation, Hua Hua paused in breathing and said softly: "It's not bad."

"Do you think it's beyond your capabilities?"

Bei Wan said, paused slightly, and looked at the flowers up and down with gentle and calm eyes, as if he was referring to something else.

"Do you need Uncle Master to adjust your weaknesses?"

Hua Hua, who had already hidden her strength, swallowed nervously, and then said: "No, no need."

When the Cangyan Sect recruited students last time, several of their inner disciples who were in charge of things went to help. Naturally, they knew that the masters and uncles could see the training situation of the disciples in the fantasy realm through the water mirror.

She was not sure if the uncle and others outside were watching their performance through the water mirror when they entered the formation to train.

There was also the look on the young master's uncle's face. She didn't dare to gamble, so it was better to tell the truth.

She shouldn't have listened to that bastard Jungo in the first place.

What, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger is an enduring way of genius.

What, hide some strength, after being beaten by Uncle Master and the others, you can still be faster.

What, the masters and uncles are too tired. Beat them less and have a good rest.

Mo Yan had already noticed something strange, so he took three steps and took one step at a time, striding forward.

Instead of stopping at the flowers, he came to the gangster Jungo.

"Junguo, open your eyes."

The devil's voice sounded in his ears with a smile.

Junguo pretending to sleep:...

"Teacher, uncle."

He looked up at his fourth uncle. His hair was tied up with a silver crown, and his black hair was braided into a high ponytail. He was smiling and handsome. He was obviously full of boyishness, but it made him shiver all over and feel fear in his heart. .

"Do the masters and uncles care about you too much on weekdays?"

"Uncle Master, it's rare for me to see you so tired and paralyzed, right?"

Junguo: shivering.

In the main hall of Cangyan Sect’s main peak.

Jun Guo and a group of people knelt from inside the hall to outside the hall. Looking around, they were all inner disciples of Cang Yan Sect.

The first ones kneeling in front are Jun Guo and Hua Hua.

Mo Yan took a deep breath and wanted to speak, but sighed tiredly and stretched out his hand to rub his eyebrows.

A bunch of bad things.

Pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger is an excuse. It seems that he just doesn't want to reveal his true strength and then be beaten badly!

"How long."

Yan Ci asked, breaking the frightening silence.

Junguo trembled: "One month."

Then, he fell into a deathly silence.

No, Bei Wan and others really didn't know what to say.

Mo Yan sent a secret message to the brothers and sisters present: "I seemed to have thought this way when I was about the same age as them."

Qi Youqing: "So you get beaten the most."

Mo Yan:......

A childish but firm and reliable voice sounded in the hall: "Is it putting too much pressure on you?"

Bei Wan suddenly remembered that Master would never put so much pressure on his disciples like they did, all relying on the disciples' self-consciousness.

Just because of the special situation of Cangyan Sect, in the past two years, they held the disciples a little too tightly.

As soon as Bei Wan said these words, everyone present was shocked and had different reactions.

Junguo and others: Uncle Junior will not leave them alone!

Yan Ci and others: Just right! Taking this opportunity, they can have time to practice on their own, and can ascend to Xuanling as soon as possible.

"The formations set up by your junior uncle are enough for your training. After three years of joining the sect, you should explore the path of cultivation on your own."

Yan Ci opened his mouth and glanced at the disciples in front of them who had put so much effort into them.

In the past three years, the few of them who were master uncles basically focused on the sect.

For these inner disciples, almost all of them are brought up by one hand. In terms of cultivation, every detail is taken care of, and key training is carried out for each one.

There are more and more disciples, but there are only a few of them.

Now, with Junior Sister's formation, it's time for them to let go.

Mo Yan leaned on the wooden chair, looked down at the disciples whose expressions changed, and chuckled.

"In three years, it's time for you to stand alone. Masters and uncles still have to practice. I will devote all my time to teaching you. Who will protect you in the future!"

Hua Hua lowered her eyes, and then she was the first to speak. The girl's clear and firm voice resounded throughout the hall.

"Hua Hua thanks my uncles for their patient guidance over the past three years."

"From now on, we, the inner disciples, will practice diligently and set an example."

Mo Yan chuckled, stood up and stretched.

“You don’t have to put too much pressure on yourself and pretend it’s difficult to do.”

"Even if you achieve the so-called perfection, not everyone will like you, so just be yourself and there will always be people who respect you."

"You are yourself first!"

The young man's words were resounding.

Mo Yanqian pretended, and turned around to see his senior brothers and sisters, looking as if he was happy to see a naive child grow up.

Mo Yan:? ? ?

Yan Ci and others: Mo Yan (senior brother) has finally grown up.

……

After spending another half month with the senior brothers, Bei Wan set off, planning to spend a month visiting the places he had been before.

The moment Bei Wanqian stepped out of the sect.

Mo Yan reached out and pulled Liao Jin out of his stone cave.

"Let's go! Hurry up and catch up. We can stay with the little guy for a month."

Although Liao Jin also wanted to spend more time with the little guy, when he thought about such a large sect, there were only a few people in charge of things, and now they are gone.

"I don't know what the third brother was thinking, but he actually took the initiative to stay and help senior brother handle things."

Mo Yan muttered, but in reality he was conveying, don't worry about senior brother, the third brother is with you.

Liao Jin was not that hesitant, he really wanted to follow, and the senior brother was not alone, so he immediately pulled Mo Yan away.

On the main peak, Yan Ci felt the two breaths leaving the sect, and just shook his head helplessly, looking at Qi Youqing who was sitting on the side, helping him handle the sect's affairs.

The man sits tall and straight, with a snow-white hosta tying up his black hair. He is as simple and plain as the dusty ice lotus on the snow-capped mountains.

"Why don't we go together?" Yan Ci asked the third junior brother.

Qi Youqing: "I'm not in a hurry."

Yan Ci raised his eyebrows slightly: "Aren't you in a hurry?"

Qi Youqing, who had been looking at the scroll, looked away, raised his hand to study the ink, and said casually: "I will also go to Xuanling by then."

Yan Ci paused, and the dark ink smeared on the rice paper, but his eyes looked straight at Qi Youqing.

"What did you say!"