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"Master, Shan'er is a disabled person and cannot practice cultivation. She will experience birth, old age, illness and death in the future. Shan'er doesn't want to grow old and ugly, and she doesn't want Master to dislike Shan'er."

The delicate woman's face was pale and sad. Her beautiful face was filled with a pitiful sense of brokenness.

The tall and tall man couldn't help but hold her in his arms. His eyes were as gentle as water, affectionate and forbearing, but also filled with unconcealable guilt.

"Shan'er, it's all Master's fault. He broke your body and took supplements from you without restraint, so that you lost all your cultivation, your meridians were all damaged, and even your spiritual roots were scattered.

Your injuries were all caused by me, Master, so how could I dislike you? "

"This is not Master's fault. Master was poisoned and had no choice but to do so. Shan'er is willing to detoxify Master. Master, please don't feel guilty for this. It's just that Shan'er is no longer qualified to continue to be Master's apprentice." As she spoke, the woman named Shan'er lowered her head slightly, and her moist, fresh eyes lost their luster and became dull.

Just like her future life.

Looking at his beloved apprentice, he looked full of death wish.

Cheng Yuan no longer cares about the difference between master and apprentice. He has done something unforgivable to his apprentice, and the hidden emotions in his heart can no longer be suppressed at this moment.

He hugged the woman in his arms tightly and rested his head on her neck.

"Shan'er, please don't say such harsh words to me. Now that you and I are married, I will be responsible for you."

When Fu Shan heard her master say this, her dead eyes flickered out of sight of Cheng Yuan, but they quickly disappeared.

She smiled miserably. "Master, you don't have to be like this. It's all of my own free will. How can a useless person like me be qualified to take on your responsibility?" "

"Shan'er, I don't allow you to say that about yourself." When Cheng Yuan heard this, he felt strongly guilty again.

The pity in his eyes was even greater.

"My master promises you that I will definitely find a way to restore your cultivation and spiritual roots."

"Master, don't give Shan'er hope. There is no way in this world that can restore spiritual roots." Fu Shan smiled bitterly and already had the idea of ​​leaving in her heart.

She wanted to preserve the last beautiful memories between them, she didn't want to be a useless person who would be laughed at, and she didn't want to grow old in the future and make her master bored.

"Yes, as long as you find the spirit-shaping grass and refine the spirit-shaping pill, it can help you reshape your spiritual veins."

"But the spirit-shaping grass has long since disappeared." Ever since her spiritual roots were broken and she couldn't practice, she frantically searched for all the ways to rebuild her spiritual roots, and she also knew about the existence of the spirit-shaping grass.

However, in this era, Spirit Shaping Grass has long become a legendary existence and has not been seen for hundreds of years.

I think it has long been extinct.

"As long as it has existed, it must still exist. As long as you look for it, you can always find it." Cheng Yuan promised.

"Yes, you can always find it if you look for it, but Master, if I can't practice, I only have less than a hundred years left." Fu Shan became even more desperate about this.

Looking at Fu Shan who was gradually losing his vitality, the little kindness that Cheng Yuan held on to in his heart disappeared at this moment.

"There is still a way."

"What else can we do?" Fu Shan no longer wanted to hear it. "Master, don't give me hope and then make me despair again."

"There is really a way this time. As long as you find someone with the same spiritual roots as you, as long as they are both women, let her be unprepared. When she breaks through the foundation, extract her spiritual roots and exchange them for you."

"Really?" There is no hope of finding the spirit-shaping grass, but you can still find it if you look for someone with a thunder-type spirit root.

"Master promises you that he will definitely let you practice again." Cheng Yuan promised.

No matter how difficult it is, there is always hope.

Fu Shan knew that with this guarantee, her damaged spiritual roots would be saved. "Master, to be your apprentice in this life, Shan'er must have accumulated good deeds and good deeds in her previous life, and that's why she is what she is today."

"Silly girl, I am lucky to have you as my teacher. Don't think about leaving now. I will get married to you when your spiritual roots are restored."

Cheng Yuan scratched her nose lovingly.

"Master, it is against the rules for my disciple to marry you." Fu Shan's cheeks were slightly flushed due to shyness, making her look even more delicate and charming.

Moreover, she had just finished her transformation from a girl to a girl, and now she had a sexy figure every time she moved her hands and feet, which was inexplicably charming.

Cheng Juan'an always unconsciously recalled the scene of the two of them sinking into each other not long ago.

His Adam's apple rolled, his eyes darkened, and his fingers rubbed her waist. "Have Shan'er forgotten? She has done even more unruly things. Getting married is just a matter of course. If Shan'er can't remember it, I don't mind deepening Shan'er's memory now."

"Master Yu'an, there is a new group of disciples in the sect. The leader invites you to come over and let you see if you want to accept a disciple."

The disciple who spread the message outside interrupted the gradually intimate atmosphere between the two.

"That's great. Master is accepting another apprentice. From now on, I will be the senior sister, and Master will have another apprentice to teach." Although he said this, the look on Fu Shan's face was unhappy.

"Don't worry, I will only have you as my disciple in this life. No one can take your place. From now on, I will only have you as my Taoist companion."

Cheng Juanan likes to see her coquettish and mischievous.

This is his Shan'er who is ignorant of worldly affairs and has a simple mind.

"If the master hates him, he will bully Shan'er." Fu Shan blushed when she heard the Taoist companion.

"This is a fact. Shan'er had better get used to it as soon as possible." Cheng Yuan pulled her into his arms and moved his face closer to her, with undisguised lust in his eyes.

"And Shan'er, please don't falsely accuse me of being a teacher. Explaining the facts is not bullying. What comes next is."

"Oh, Master."

Caught off guard, Fu Shan exclaimed, and as the world spun around, she was pressed onto the soft bed.

Everything fell into place after that.

The two of them were having a heated fight in the room, and no one paid attention to the disciple who was standing outside the door waiting for a response.

The poor disciple who sent the message did not get an accurate response and did not dare to leave. He just stood outside the door and waited for a whole day and night.

It wasn't until the next day that I saw Zhenren Yu'an stepping out of the room.

When he refused, he went back to resume his life.

When I left, I couldn't help but curse in my heart. Now that everyone has finished recruiting apprentices, even if you don't refuse, the good ones won't be waiting for you to pick them!

Here, Xinming followed the similarly selected child and rode in a carriage for three days before arriving at the foot of the Tianqizong Mountain.

I want to ask why we don’t take a magical weapon like a flying boat like in the novel.

Don't ask, you just can't bear to ask.

This is all caused by the lack of cultivation resources.

Now the only remaining spiritual veins are controlled by the three major sects. However, after so many years, the number of spiritual stones in the spiritual veins has been continuously reduced during mining, and no new spiritual veins have been found to replenish them.

In short, use a little less spiritual stone.

There are not enough people above, let alone the disciples who have not joined the sect.