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After An Ruzhi's health improved, Yu Yanzhi began to hold her in his arms while sleeping. After An Ruzhi was able to move again, the two of them literally started fighting on the bed.

An Ruzhi, who loved to fight to hone her skills, was a little overwhelmed.

Try not to be alone and don't give Yu Yanzhi the chance to get close to you.

It happened to be the disciple-recruiting ceremony, and many people went up the mountain to seek immortality. The sect needed more people to maintain order, and An Ruzhi volunteered to go.

As usual, Song Huainan followed An Ruzhi every day, but nothing he said or did got any response.

But he never complained, he felt that this was a sin he should atone for.

An Ruzhi naturally let him do what he wanted. No matter how he tortured himself, it had nothing to do with her.

Yu Yanzhi was well aware of An Ruzhi's estrangement, but how could An Ruzhi just want to escape from him? It was obviously her fault that she delayed his action, and she should accept the punishment he gave her.

......

On the day of the disciple-taking ceremony, Ling Han enthusiastically followed his old father to the scene, hoping to find that person.

But a day passed, and no one was him, whether in the spirit mirror or among the people who had climbed to the top of the mountain. Ling Han thought about waiting a little longer, as there was a three-day deadline for accepting a disciple. However, the second day was the same as the first, and the third day was the same as the second.

Chi Yi popped up: "Do you want to cheat?"

Ling Han pondered for a while, and then said: "Forget it, if I can't find it, it means we are not destined to be together. Everything before can be regarded as an immature test."

Chi Yi looked at each other timidly, feeling a little guilty and confused.

So Ling Han still doesn't like Xun Mu?

Chi Yi shrugged. It didn't matter to him whether Ling Han liked Xun Mu or not. He just hoped that his host could successfully get through this punishment. Nothing else mattered.

......In fact, becoming the host's best friend is also a very important thing.

Ling Han was upset and practiced even more diligently.

Yu Zhushu accepted seven more disciples, among whom Xiao Eleven was still a little seven-year-old boy.

Yu Zhushu started to have a headache as soon as he took him in. His daughter was only seven years old when he went into seclusion. His own daughter didn’t even get to experience the time he spent with her in her youth, so was he going to accompany someone else’s child?

He pursed his lips. Although he was a little moved, he was not very happy.

So after the apprenticeship ceremony, he went to look for his beloved daughter. Of course, he was turned away. He just thought that his daughter was diligent in her practice and decided to come back in a few days.

However, after a few days, Ling Han still did not show up. He began to panic and started to reflect on whether he had done something that displeased his daughter.

But it was my daughter who suggested taking in a disciple, and she was also very active during the ceremony. So why was that?

Yu Zhushu squatted at the door of Ling Han's room and kept thinking.

When Ling Han was about to go out to sell pills, he saw Yu Zhushu, a big shot in the Spirit Transformation Stage, squatting in his yard without any image of a venerable.

Perhaps because he was too absorbed in his thoughts, Yu Zhushu did not even notice that Ling Han had left the house.

Ling Han approached Yu Zhushu, who also did not react for a long time, so Ling Han followed his lead and squatted down beside him.

Then my thoughts started to wander.

When Yu Zhushu discovered Ling Han, Ling Han had been squatting beside him for two hours. He had already sat directly on the ground, and Ling Han's unfocused eyes were focused on Yu Zhushu.

Ling Han: "Dad, are you missing mom? Your daughter has been by your side for so long and you didn't even notice."

Yu Zhushu touched his nose, he did think about it a little.

But he came here because his daughter had not been out for a long time. How could he be led astray by his daughter?

He coughed twice, and the two of them instantly moved to the stone table in the yard. Yu Zhushu took out a teapot and cups from his storage bag.

Ling Han looked at the torn storage bag, and a sentence echoed in his mind: I made this with my own hands when my wife died, and I still dare not forget my wife.

Not to mention, that storage bag was really made by Ling Rongzhi himself and given to Yu Zhushu. At that time, they were very sweet and had no worries about becoming a Taoist couple, nor did they want to separate. As a result, the two of them had countless various tokens of love.

Or a handful of fresh words, or a borrowed sword-wiping cloth, or the scenery we saw while walking together...

The love transaction cycle went through Ling Han’s mind.

This was very wrong, Ling Han shook his head frantically.

Yu Zhushu was puzzled: "What's wrong? This tea doesn't taste good?"

Ling Han shook his head and picked up the tea to take a sip. He didn't know how long this spiritual tea had been treasured. It had a little spiritual energy, but it was very mellow.

Ling Han was unable to ask as he looked at Yu Zhushu's nostalgic expression. It went without saying that this was the token of their love.

Ling Han pursed his lips and began to analyze his parents' love.

Did they love each other when they were apart? Yes.

But one is the head of the family and the other is the clan leader, both of them bear the responsibility for the rise and fall of the family, so neither of them can give in for the other.

Ling Han blew on the not-so-hot tea and drank it in one gulp.

Both of them were stubborn and there was not enough time for them to come up with a third solution.

She rested her head on one arm and looked at Yu Zhushu, whose eyes were a little red: He must be very regretful now, even if he had done something irreparable.

I lost my lover, my career, and my unformed family.

I was almost feeling sorry for him, but when I thought about the fact that he had helped the murderer who killed my daughter, my heartache immediately disappeared.

It's not that people can't live without emotions, it's just that emotions account for the majority of people, so people are easily controlled by emotions.

It's hard to say everything.

Ling Han looked at Yu Zhushu, who was already crying loudly, said hello and went out.

As usual, he went to the black market to sell pills and talismans.

Those who had not squatted on her before now rushed forward.

The high-grade pills and talismans made by the alchemists and talisman masters in the open are priceless. The black market is the best place to go when you need such things urgently. As long as you give enough spirit stones, you will have what you want.

Ling Han didn't rush to leave after selling everything this time. She heard that a new fighting venue had opened in the black market recently. Although her cultivation had improved, she had almost no actual combat experience.

Thinking about it this way, she has built her foundation but has not yet taken on any missions.

Although there are five tasks to be completed every year, there is no time limit. More people choose to complete them every ten years, so that they can leave more time for practice.

The person who had already taken half a step into the venue retreated and left the black market directly.

There were still some persistent followers behind him. Ling Han skillfully used the Shrinking the Earth into an Inch Talisman. It was still too difficult to accurately locate the position with this talisman, but it was enough for emergency avoidance.

She didn't sell the talisman either, even though it would surely sell well, but that would limit her livelihood.

He changed his clothes skillfully, slowly got on his sword and prepared to fly back. Suddenly, he saw a black shadow surging out of the corner of his eye. Out of curiosity, Ling Han hung in the air and watched for a while.

The black shadow seemed to be a cultivator who had just experienced a thunder tribulation. He slowly stuffed the elixir into himself and slowly adjusted his sitting position to prepare for breathing regulation.

Ling Han was speechless for a while. This cultivator must have never experienced the beatings of society, so he could be so unscrupulous as to start regulating his breathing without even setting any restrictions on himself.

Ling Han, feeling a little happier because he saw an idiot, did a good deed and cast a formation on the black shadow that only lasted for twelve hours.

If the black shadow finishes regulating his breathing early, he will have to rely on himself to get out, or wait for the effect of the formation to expire.

Ling Han flew back to the sect with his sword just like the will-o'-the-wisp boy.

Regarding Ling Han's many showmanship that almost caused him to flip over, the two masters said:......

When I returned, Yu Zhushu was gone. He probably went back picking up his broken emotions.

Ling Han didn't care and decided to sleep in the time controller for a few days before taking the mission.

......

Today was An Ruzhi's first time entering the black market. She wanted to find something that could help her improve her cultivation quickly. There was a person following her all the time. She tried to shake him off several times but failed. She frowned and wondered if there was such a person around her.

I couldn't figure it out.

Although Yu Yanzhi is very crazy, he is not that tall. As for Song Huainan who follows her every day, it is even more impossible.

The other party had no ill intentions, so An Ruzhi could only try her best to ignore him and continue shopping.

After walking around, An Ruzhi didn't see anything good. She heard people chatting and then walked into a fight scene.