I asked you to save the villain, not to take him as your wife!

Ji Qinran stopped walking for a moment.

Could it be that his master wanted to kill him?

"Master, I know that I was wrong to say that your Taoist partner was wrong, but my crime does not deserve the death penalty." Ji Qinran felt that he could still struggle a little longer.

Wuxianzun raised his eyes and glanced at Ji Qinran, then let go and let the fine cotton cloth fall to the ground.

He retracted his gaze, stretched out his right hand and looked at it over and over again in front of his eyes, and suddenly said: "Disciple, my hand is a little itchy."

"What should we do? How about the apprentice scratching the master?" Ji Qinran asked cautiously.

"Hmph!" Wuxianzun snorted softly, "No need to scratch me."

"Oh." Ji Qinran's head dropped immediately.

Seeing his dejected look, Wuxianzun shook his head.

"You have been my disciple for nearly half a year, but I haven't taught you any moves yet." said Wuxianzun.

"That's right, Master." Ji Qinran nodded.

Wuxianzun also taught him swordsmanship, but never fought against him.

Of course, Ji Qinran knew very well that he was not worthy.

Who is he, and who is Wuxianzun?

Is he worthy of fighting with his master?

But judging from the tone of his master's voice, could it be that he wanted to fight him?

"You guessed right. Let's go. I will practice with you today." Wuxianzun stood up and walked towards the entrance to the space.

Ji Qinran took a deep breath, exhaled, and then followed with firm steps.

He knew he was no match for his master.

Even if his master suppressed his cultivation, he still couldn't defeat him.

But he had to receive this beating.

Besides, as long as his master could forgive him, what did being beaten matter?

Not only does he have to take the beating, it would be best if his master could beat him more severely.

When I arrived at the entrance of the space, Wuxianzun was waiting there with a sword in his hand.

Seeing Ji Qinran coming, Wuxianzun lifted Ji Qinran's collar without saying a word and stepped into the vortex.

What followed was several hours of beatings for Ji Qinran.

Wuxianzun indeed did not have a cultivation level higher than the third rank, but when he beat Ji Qinran, he was still like a father beating his son.

"Get up and continue." Ji Qinran was knocked out with another sword. Wuxianzun walked closer with a sword in hand and spoke coldly.

"Master, I can't get up. I have no strength left." Ji Qinran fell to the ground and raised one hand with difficulty and waved it.

"With such strength, you still dare to provoke a sixth-grade person?" Wuxianzun lowered his eyebrows and looked at Ji Qinran on the ground.

“Master, it wasn’t my disciple who went to find him, it was he who kidnapped my disciple.” Ji Qinran tried to defend himself.

"Hmph! Others may believe this, but I, your master, don't." Wuxianzun snorted coldly.

"Okay." Ji Qinran turned over and tried to sit up, but as soon as his butt touched the ground, he hissed and jumped up from the ground.

Wuxianzun silently turned his head to the side, as if there was something attracting him over there.

Ji Qinran covered his butt weakly, and was a little annoyed when he saw this.

"Master, if you want to laugh, just laugh. There's no need to avoid me." Ji Qinran said sadly.

Ji Qinran also knew that he would be beaten badly, but this was even worse than he had imagined.

The main thing is, it's too undignified.

What master teaches his apprentice moves, and then hits him on the butt when he gets the chance?

"Let's talk about the matter of the sixth-rank demon cultivator." Wuxianzun turned around, and the corners of his mouth that were raised had already flattened.

"Master, you should know that my father is the owner of the island." Ji Qinran said.

"So that sixth-rank demon cultivator was the one your father asked you to provoke?" Wuxianzun asked calmly.

"That's not the case." Ji Qinran shook his head.

"Go on." Wuxianzun raised his hand.

"My father only has two children, my brother and I. Do you know this master?" Ji Qinran continued.

"No matter whether you knew it before, you know it now." Wuxianzun glanced at Ji Qinran, somewhat confused about what he was up to.

"If my mother were still alive, given how loving she and my father were, I might have brothers and sisters." Ji Qinran sighed.

"Please accept my condolences." Wuxianzun raised his hand and patted Ji Qinran's shoulder.

“But what does this have to do with that sixth-rank demon cultivator?” Wuxianzun asked puzzledly.

what is the relationship?

Of course it has nothing to do with it.

But isn't he trying to guide Wuxianzun to think that there is a connection?

Ji Qinran wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth and then closed it again.

Originally, if he just said a few more nonsense words, Wuxianzun would definitely be misled.

But when he thought of the death of the original owner's mother, Ji Qinran felt inexplicably sad.

"Ah, actually I just..."

"No need to say more." Wuxianzun raised his hand to interrupt.

"I will not pursue the matter of the sixth-rank demon cultivator any further. As for your nonsense, the beating you just received should be enough to teach you a lesson." Wuxianzun said, turning his back.

Ji Qinran was a little confused.

Is this revealed?

That's a good thing, though.

"Master, I understand. From now on, even if I make up stories, I will never dare to take them from you." Ji Qinran said hurriedly.

Wuxianzun turned back in an instant: "Humph! In your opinion, you still don't have a long memory!"

"Ah?" Ji Qinran was at a loss.

"You bastard, when you are out, don't make random connections. Do you know what enemies the people you make connections with have?" Wuxianzun asked coldly.

"Also, just like you lied about your partner, I don't care, so I just beat you up. If the person you are talking about already has a partner, or someone they love, and your words cause the relationship to break down, do you think they will kill you?" Wuxianzun said:

"You must know that disaster comes from the mouth."

It was the first time that Ji Qinran heard Wuxianzun speak so many words. He lowered his head in shame.

"Master, I know I was wrong." Ji Qinran admitted his mistake with a good attitude.

Although he would not say that he was someone else's Taoist partner, he had to listen to what his master said.

"It's good that you admit your mistake. Go soak in the ice spring." Wuxianzun put away his sword.

"Ah? Master, didn't you say that soaking in ice spring water after the third level is useless?" Ji Qinran asked doubtfully.

"It's useless, but if you're injured, go and soak it..." Wuxianzun paused here.

"Can it heal the wound?" Ji Qinran asked tentatively.

"It will hurt more." Wuxianzun sneered.

Ji Qinran's expression completely fell.

"Master, don't you love me anymore?" Ji Qinran almost grabbed the corner of Wuxianzun's clothes and cried.

Wuxianzun glanced at him with disdain and continued, "Although it will hurt more, it does have a healing effect."

"Would you like to have more pain for half an hour, or would you like to have this level of pain for seven days? It's your choice." After saying this, Wuxianzun walked away.

Looking at Wuxianzun's back, Ji Qinran opened his mouth: "Master!"

Wuxianzun stopped walking but did not turn back: "Speak."

"Why don't you look for a Taoist partner?" Ji Qinran asked.

"because……"