Junior sister, we really can’t roll anymore.

Just looking at Ye Wentian's movements made her feel more stressed, but in addition to the pressure, she also gained some additional insights.

No wonder some people say that everyone below the Transformation God is an ant, and everyone above the Virtual God is a venerable person.

It seems that there is only one level between the Transformation God and the Virtual God, but in fact the strength gap between the two is like a chasm.

One hundred Nascent Souls might have a chance to hurt the Avatar.

But a hundred transformed gods, under normal circumstances, would never be able to harm the virtual god at all.

Feng Qingran looked at Ye Wentian with a cold and handsome face.

Perhaps Ye Wentian had no intention of letting go of a magical beast from the beginning.

Feng Qingran guessed that Ye Wentian wanted to destroy the monsters here, perhaps because he was worried that if other members of the sect broke into this place, their lives would be in danger.

After all, these monsters can even gnaw at Chi Xiao and gnaw at personal bones. That's not easy!

The water in the river has turned red.

Huge whirlpools in the river stirred, and the water surged, bringing several curtains of water to the shore.

The carcasses of fat-headed fish were piled up on the shore.

After an unknown amount of time, Chixiao flew out of the water and fell into Ye Wentian's hands.

Ye Wentian stopped, the whirlpool in the river slowly disappeared, and the water surface became calm.

It's just that the river is full of blood, letting people know what kind of bloody storms it has experienced here.

Ye Wentian held Chi Xiao for a moment, then inserted Chi Xiao into the scabbard with his backhand.

Ye Wentian looked at the lifeless lake and said, "Little disciple, do you know why I went back on my word? I destroyed all life in the river?"

"Master, I am worried that the monster will hurt people." Feng Qingran said seriously.

Ye Wentian shook his head, "I did want to let go of some of the monsters at first, but after I recovered my strength, I discovered that these monsters were all high-level monsters, and there were countless bones hidden at the bottom of the river..."

The reason why Ye Wentian explained was that he was afraid that Feng Qingran would misunderstand and thought that if he had the strength, he would kill innocent people indiscriminately.

"Master, that's wrong. If the teeth of these monsters eat people, it's impossible to leave bones behind, right?" Feng Qingran quickly discovered the key to the problem.

Ye Wentian's eyebrows were slightly twisted, his eyes were cold, "This is what I'm going to say next. It's more difficult for monsters to cultivate their Qi than to cultivate their spirits, so most of them will choose to hunt monks to improve their cultivation."

"There is no distinction between good and evil. Monsters hunt humans just to become stronger, but the bones at the bottom of the river are all left behind by cannibalism."

"Once a group cannibalizes its own kind, we must remain absolutely vigilant when facing this group, and if we can destroy them, we must not leave a single person alive."

Ye Wentian was filled with a murderous aura and continued: "Little disciple, you may encounter some things in the future that will force you to do some cruel things, but always remember that you cannot cannibalize your own kind, as that will not end well."

Feng Qingran nodded, "Master, I remember."

Ye Wentian touched Feng Qingran's head, "However, in any case, remember to protect yourself. You can be kind, but you must not be kind blindly."

"Thank you, Master!" Feng Qingran felt warm in her heart and her eyes were filled with gratitude.

At this moment, Feng Qingran suddenly understood why the master was not often in the sect, and why the senior brothers and sisters still mentioned the master with some respect.

Because most elders only want the younger generation to improve their cultivation quickly and don't care about anything else.

Ye Wentian is different. He will not force everyone to practice. Instead, he will pay more attention to the growth of his disciples' character.

Feng Qingran was even more determined to obtain the inheritance in the secret realm.

"I hope your future road will be wider and wider." Ye Wentian looked pleased, such a cute and cute little apprentice was the apprentice he wanted.

Much more considerate than those bastards!

Feng Qingran responded solemnly: "Master, don't worry, I will make Lingyun Sect prosper!"

Ye Wentian's eyes changed and he smiled, "We'll talk about that later. Now, hurry up and collect the corpse of the monster."

"Master, just wait and leave the rest to me. My nets are obedient!" Feng Qingran's eyes flashed with pride.

These nets were pulled out by Feng Ci from the deepest part of the space as an apology to her.

Feng Qingran's smile was brimming with a faint dimple, and her beautiful eyes were looking forward, as bright as stars.

She raised her hand, her sleeves danced, her movements were light, and the fishing nets on the ground seemed to come alive, flying to the shore one by one.

The fishing net opened its mouth wide, and in a few breaths, all the fish on the shore were sucked into the net.

Feng Qingran flicked his sleeves again, and the filled fishing net fell in front of the two of them.

Ye Wentian looked at Feng Qingran's hand and had another doubt, "Little apprentice, has your spiritual energy recovered?"

Feng Qingran said indifferently: "You set up a barrier to protect me. I took advantage of that time to absorb the spiritual power from the spiritual stone, and now my cultivation level has been restored."

Ye Wentian:? ? ?

Little apprentice, do you know what you are talking about?

There is no spiritual power around here. If you want to restore the strength of foundation building, you will need at least hundreds of millions of top-quality spiritual stones!

Ye Wentian touched his chin, "Little disciple, where did you get these spiritual stones?"

Feng Qingran suddenly realized, Oops, I forgot what the seventh senior brother told me!

Feng Qingran looked at Ye Wentian's eyes and felt unbearable. The master must be in short supply of spiritual stones.

Feng Qingran's eyes flashed slightly, she took out a storage bag and said cautiously: "Master, I only have so much left, I'll give it all to you."

Ye Wentian said a little embarrassedly: "How can a master want a spiritual stone from his apprentice?"

However, his hand reached out sincerely and accepted the storage bag handed over by Feng Qingran.