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The sudden change of the leader made Ziyu look at him in confusion, but his face was as usual, there was nothing special about him. Although Ziyu couldn't figure out what medicine was sold in the leader's gourd.

But there is no reason for the resources given away for free.

"Then it's up to you, Master."

"It should, it should." The leader's eyes flashed, and he smiled peacefully.

Xin Ming glanced at the leader from the corner of his eye.

She clearly felt strong malice from this person just now, and it was still directed at her and the master, especially the master.

Although I don’t know what his purpose is, the weasel definitely has no good intentions when paying New Year greetings to the chicken.

Xinming carefully recalled the memories of the original owner in his previous life. He knew very little about his master. He only heard about it occasionally. Some people regretted that he was a genius in swordsmanship and died young.

His talent was wasted. If he hadn't died, he would have been the next Yuanying ancestor of the sect.

If she hadn't worshiped Ziyu as her master, and if the sudden malice from the master today had made Xinming alert, she would have forgotten that her master was facing such a huge disaster.

Xinming was unable to learn the cause of his master's death from the memory of the original owner.

But the master's malice extended to the two of them, master and apprentice, and he must have had something to do with the master's death.

Her cultivation level is still too low. When this secret realm comes out, she must build the foundation as soon as possible and help her master have a baby.

The master has a solid cultivation base, but has not yet made a breakthrough. The reason is still lack of spiritual energy.

There are a lot of spirit stones in Xinming's space, and there are also ice spirit stones that fit the master's ice spirit roots. It is enough to give some to the master to let him break through.

"By the way, your disciple is Lei Linggen. I guess you don't have a suitable technique for her. Although she is not Juan An's disciple, she is the hope of the sect's future.

Let Juan An teach her how to practice when she has time. "

The leader's words made Ziyu hesitate. In fact, he did not have a suitable technique for Xinming for her to practice. Even if he did, he didn't know much about thunder-type techniques.

There are inevitably shortcomings in teaching, and it does no harm to Xinming to learn from Master Yu'an.

It's just that he also doesn't have a good impression of Juan An, who is from the same sect as the leader.

She didn't want Xinming to go to Yuan's side.

I know my thoughts are too personal and a bit selfish.

He quickly put aside his thoughts and nodded in agreement.

Xinming spoke first. "Thank you for your kindness, Master, but I am a sword cultivator, not a law cultivator, and my spiritual roots are not very strong. There is no need to specially practice the techniques that match my spiritual roots. If I practice swordsmanship well, I can also improve my cultivation. Master teaches me Very good, my energy is limited, I just want to practice my sword well."

The disciple's words reminded Ziyu, yes, they are sword cultivators, not law cultivators, and the technique he is practicing now has nothing to do with spiritual roots.

If I am not doing well as usual, why do I have to let my disciple go to that Yuan for advice.

If you have that time, you might as well practice your sword more.

It's true that caring leads to chaos. I almost didn't understand such a simple thing.

Ziyun laughed to herself that she was blinded by a leaf.

"What you said tomorrow is reasonable, so I won't bother Master Yu'an anymore."

"Zhenzhen Ziyu said something serious. She is a disciple of the Tianqi Sect no matter what she is talking about. She should be treated equally. Naturally, I am willing to teach her.

Nowadays, Lei Linggen is rare. Even if she likes to practice swordsmanship, she will not delay practicing thunder attribute skills. If she wants to learn, she can come to Fu Feng at any time. "

When Juan An heard the headmaster say that Ziyu's new disciple was actually Lei Linggen, his eyes flashed.

Thinking of Shan'er's situation, Cheng Yuan felt a pain in her chest.

Xinming suddenly felt that he was being targeted by a wild beast, and it was not an illusion.

No need to guess, he knew who was planning on him.

Humph, Cheng Juanan is a bitch, even if she doesn't become his apprentice, he will never let her go for the sake of the woman he loves.

Thinking of my current level of cultivation in the Qi training period, facing Cheng Yu'an in the late stage of Jindan, he is simply like a mayfly, and I can't help but feel a sense of urgency in my heart.

At the moment, the only way to prevent Cheng Juanan from attacking her easily is to let the master break through as soon as possible.

With the master standing in front of her, Cheng Yuan had to think carefully before taking action against her.

"Master, my disciple spends a lot of time practicing swordsmanship every day. You won't let me learn the skills of Faxiu." Xinming ignored Cheng Juan's invitation, but pulled the hem of his master's clothes with a long look in his eyes.

The apprentice's sad eyes, on that young face, were filled with sorrow that was not for her age. Ziyu was almost unable to maintain her iceberg character due to such a contrast.

He rubbed her head angrily. "You, what are you doing when you look at the master like this? Is it possible that I can still harm you?"

"Master Yu'an, let's forget it. Ming'er is just eleven years old now. She is still young and has limited energy. The homework I give her every day has already taken up most of her time.

There is really no time to learn anything else. "

Ziyu didn't have any leeway and directly rejected Cheng Juan's proposal.

He also specifically emphasized that Xin Ming did not have time, and even rejected his plan to invite Xin Ming to play there in the future.

He could feel that Xin Ming didn't like Cheng Yuan, and he was secretly proud that he was worthy of being his disciple. He had the same feelings as him, and hated everyone the same.

Being rejected, Cheng Yuan felt a little uncomfortable. He thought that the master of the peak had invited him personally, but these two people didn't know how to appreciate it and refused so simply.

He really didn't give him any face. If he hadn't looked at this little girl who didn't know how to appreciate her, her spiritual roots could be exchanged for Shan'er, and he wouldn't bother to say another word to this girl!

As expected, he was Zi Yushou's disciple, who was just as annoying as him.

Since the method of gaining this girl's trust and sneaking up on her from behind to gain her spiritual root when she was building her foundation didn't work, he had to think of other ways.

Now is not the time, wait until you enter the Brahma Secret Realm.

"In that case, it's hard to force it." Cheng Yuan glanced at Xin Ming regretfully.

"The secret realm is about to open. The level of the monsters inside is at the early stage of foundation establishment. You should be careful and you should be able to deal with it. But remember, humans are more terrifying than monsters.

I don’t know how many people there are, but I suppress their cultivation and go in. In short, the priority is to keep your own safety, don’t meddle in other people’s affairs, and don’t be greedy. "

As the time for the secret realm to open was approaching, Ziyu looked at the little girl who was only eleven years old and only a little above his waist, feeling really uneasy!

"Otherwise, I'd better suppress my cultivation as a master and go in with you." He is just a disciple, so if Fan is older, he can feel more at ease.

"No, the master's forced cultivation will cause the backlash of the cultivation's regression. A secret realm in the Qi refining period, the apprentice can handle it, and he also has the life-saving magic weapon given by the master.

Don't worry, master, everything will be fine. "

Ziyu Quanquan’s love for his disciple would be false if he said he wasn’t touched.

Xinming could feel his sincerity, and she was already thinking about how to repay him.