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"Although you do not meet the standards to enter the inner sect, your spiritual root is special and rare in the world. Now the only person in the sect who practices thunder-attribute skills is Master Yu'an, which happens to have the same spiritual root as yours. Would you like to become a disciple of Master Yu'an? .”

Xinming didn't expect that he would hide his strength in circles just to avoid the fate of becoming Cheng Yuan's disciple.

As a result, he went round and round and couldn't escape this fate?

The reason is still the spiritual root. The purity of the spiritual root is not important. The key is the thunder attribute spiritual root.

Xinming was thinking about how to refuse!

I heard the man holding the sword above, who looked like an outsider and seemed out of place, speak.

"Are you willing to worship me as your teacher and become my close disciple?"

The man's voice was as cold as his own, making people afraid to approach him.

"Master Ziyu, what do you mean by this?" The leader looked at Master Ziyu who came out to cut off his beard, with an unhappy expression on his face.

It's a pity that Master Ziyu didn't seem to hear the leader's words and completely ignored him. He just stared straight at Xinming with his emotionless eyes.

As if waiting for her answer.

"Disciple is willing. Master is here, please accept my disciple's bow." Xinming agreed without thinking.

In the memory of the original owner, Master Ziyu was a person who was cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

He is also a truly pure and kind monk.

In this world where everyone does whatever it takes to achieve enlightenment and become an immortal.

Master Ziyu's cultivation path has not taken any shortcuts, but one step at a time.

It's just that he doesn't know how to behave. Even if he cultivates to the golden elixir realm, he is disliked by the head because of his aloofness and lack of tact.

The sword edge assigned to him is also the position with the rarest spiritual energy.

However, these cannot change anything about Ziyu Zhenren.

He still walks alone, and now he is the only one who owns the sword.

"Master, my apprentice has received it, so I won't disturb you all."

After saying that, without waiting for the master to speak, he turned around and left with his new disciple.

"Look at him, does he still have me as the leader in his eyes?" Master Ziyu's attitude made the leader so angry that he blew his beard and glared.

Master Baihua and Master Daohua looked at each other silently, neither of them tried to cause trouble for the leader.

"Forget it, this time it's because Juan An and that little girl don't have a master-disciple relationship, and something like that happened to his apprentice again. I guess he has no intention of accepting an apprentice."

The leader patted his chest, although he was angry that Ziyu didn't take him seriously.

But he is now in the late stage of Jindan, and he is only one step away from becoming the ancestor of Nascent Soul.

There are now only three ancestors in the Yuanying stage in the sect, and they have been stuck in the Yuanying realm for a thousand years.

I don’t know if I can break through before my life span is exhausted.

If not, then their Tianqi Sect will soon be annexed by the other two sects without the Nascent Soul Ancestor in charge.

For the sake of the future of the sect, even if the leader is very angry, he does not dare to offend Ziyu.

That's all, that's all, since Ziyu took a fancy to her, there must be something special about that girl.

Ziyu has been cultivating for hundreds of years and rarely recruits a disciple. If he cultivates a mainstay of the sect, it will also be of great benefit to the sect.

"This will be your residence from now on. This sword was used before I established the foundation for my master. It is just right for you to use. The resources in this storage bag are just right for you to use after you introduce Qi into your body."

After Master Ziyu brought his new disciple into Jianfeng, he arranged a place for her to live, and then gave her a bunch of things without hesitation.

After Lei Lifengxing explained some matters, he turned around and left.

Before leaving, as if he remembered something, he explained again.

"Although we at Jianfeng have a small number of people, we must be cowardly when encountering problems. If anyone bullies you, come and find me as your teacher." Although Master Ziyu is not good at words, he is very defensive.

It's rare for me to have a disciple, so I naturally have to protect him well.

Hearing what he said, Xinming was a little moved. "Well, don't worry, master, I'm not easily bullied."

Ziyu never had an apprentice, let alone a child.

Therefore, I don’t know how to communicate with such a young child at all.

In fact, he was busy practicing all day long, and he only wanted to be tied to cultivation in this life, and he never thought about accepting disciples.

But in the dark, he felt that he must accept her as his disciple.

It was particularly strong, as if he had missed this opportunity and would regret it for the rest of his life.

The monk's perception often carries a warning function for the future, so Ziyu did not doubt it and snatched the person from the leader without hesitation.

"You should rest first. Tomorrow, my teacher will guide you to introduce Qi into your body."

After Xinming and others left, fatigue hit her body. Her body had been malnourished all year round and was already much weaker than ordinary people.

Being able to hold on for such a long time was a result of her strong willpower.

Xinming, who was almost at his limit, climbed onto the bed decisively, fell down, and fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up again, it was already bright.

Xinming felt refreshed, opened the door, and saw the master standing not far away meditating.

As if knowing that she was up, Ziyu slowly opened her eyes.

"There is food on the table. You eat it first. After you finish eating, I will teach you how to practice."

"Okay master." Although Xin Ming found the most suitable technique for his body from Tiandao.

But after all, she had no serious experience in cultivating immortals, and she couldn't understand the techniques alone.

Now that she has a master to take care of her, it saves her a lot of time.

I have to say that Ziyu, who looks stern and unsmiling, is actually a good, serious and responsible master.

He was very patient in teaching Xinming.

And he was very careful, and he could often see her confusion at a glance without Xinming raising any doubts.

In just one morning, Xinming absorbed a lot of knowledge about immortality like a sponge absorbing water.

Theory in the morning and practice in the afternoon.

It took Xinming two days to successfully introduce Qi into his body.

With such speed, even the cold Ziyu rarely showed a look of surprise.

To be honest, even though he himself is extremely talented and is called a genius in cultivation, but now in front of his apprentice, he is a bit unsatisfied.

Sure enough, his intuition was correct. As his apprentice, his future was immeasurable.

I am even more curious about how amazing my apprentice will be in the future.

Ziyu was even more strict when teaching Xinming.

Xinming is not a real ten-year-old.

In terms of experience, Ziyu, a master, may not be as rich as her.

So when faced with Ziyu's harsh and almost perverted teachings, Xinming didn't complain at all.

Every training session is completed perfectly, without any sloppiness.

There are countless treasures in front of her. Only by improving her strength as soon as possible can she explore those treasures.

Through Xin Ming's life-saving scroll, within a few months, she went from a novice to the fifth level of Qi refining.

This exaggerated speed of improvement made Ziyu, the witness, feel incredible.