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Chapter 297: The Noble and Evil Master vs. the Dark and Sickly Disciple 5

The scene before Shi Ru's death was transmitted back, and all that was left was a sky full of flames.

Veins bulged on Chu Ziyin's neck. It was difficult to have offspring in the cultivation world, and for the sake of this child she had chosen to stay out of the spotlight, bringing her men to an intersection with the mortal world, not even daring to reveal her identity.

But why would she encounter such a person who would kill her without even letting go of her spiritual energy? She thought about the enemy over and over again in her mind, and suddenly thought of Shi Ru's purpose of going out.

"Fire type! Who is it? Oh, that pure Yang body, come here, leave immediately..."

Different from the chaos in the Hehuan Sect, Meng Jiao sat leisurely on the Ice Sword, switching part of her consciousness to the Dharma Image while hiding her body and rushing towards the direction of the secret realm.

Yes, you heard it right. The original owner was too lazy to name his natal sword, so he just called it the Ice Sword.

At that time, Mo Yanchen was looking blankly at the empty black and white land in front of him. He walked for a long time before he saw the dazzling red between heaven and earth.

Different from the cold look we saw before, now she is dressed in red, with a slender and graceful figure, well-proportioned curves, and her long hair casually tied behind her head, making her look more graceful and charming.

"Master?"

Hearing this, Meng Jiao slowly opened her eyes, staring at him with a pair of red eyes, and leaned over to sniff his neck.

"The power of yin and yang, boy, are you my apprentice?"

"Meng Jiao" pressed on step by step, and with a "thump" Mo Yanchen tripped and accidentally sat on the ground. With no way to retreat, he was mocked by "Meng Jiao", who even pressed on him and chased him, asking,

"Why don't you answer me, Master?"

Mo Yanchen turned sideways in disgust. The scene he accidentally saw in his mind left a deep psychological shadow on him. He suppressed his nausea and pushed Meng Jiao hard.

"You are not her!"

"Meng Jiao" gradually put away her already faint smile, shook her head, and when she opened her eyes again, her eyes became as cold as water, icy cold.

"Don't call her next time you come in. If you don't call her, she won't call you."

Mo Yanchen felt a chill down his spine, but he felt happy when he saw the person in front of him turn into a familiar blue-eyed person.

"who is she."

"Don't ask, just do as I say. This is your sea of ​​consciousness, do you know?"

Meng Jiao waved her hand to help him up and said calmly,

Mo Yanchen glanced at this world and shook his head at her.

"I don't know. No one has taught me."

Meng Jiao waved her hand, drawing the black and white air floating between heaven and earth into her palm.

"This is your sea of ​​consciousness. You were born between heaven and earth and are not an ordinary person. No matter how strong other people's spiritual roots are, they cannot compare to the boundlessness of your sea of ​​consciousness. And this black and white are your qi. Therefore, you cultivate spiritual qi, not spiritual power. Do you understand?"

Looking at the ball in her palm, Mo Yanchen felt for the first time that the future seemed to have opened a window in front of him. The thirteen-year-old boy couldn't help but ask curiously,

"How do I cultivate this Qi? Master, they all want my Qi, why? And how can I get out? Master, do you have other disciples? Master, why did you accept me?"

Meng Jiao raised her hand and passed on the unique method of cultivating Qi into his mind, then frowned and waved him away.

"Noisy, the master of the sea of ​​consciousness is you."

After saying this, Mengjiao leaped to the corner where black and white met, and began to make seals with her hands repeatedly.

Mo Yanchen didn't know what she was doing and remained where he was, but he began to think about the meaning of her words.

After a moment, he thought tentatively: Go to the Master...

The ban that Meng Jiao was about to take almost hit the face of the little man who suddenly appeared. She frowned and pulled him by the collar, throwing him away.

Mo Yanchen, who fell on his butt: Didn’t they say that he is the master of this sea of ​​consciousness?

Well, it seems that in the face of absolute strength, any restrictions are shit.

Meng Jiao's ban slammed down, and Mo Yanchen watched helplessly as this world changed from the previous turbidity to clear black and white, and the smell that always leaked from his body also returned to calm.

Just when he was about to ask something, his body suddenly flew into the air and was then placed in the center of the restriction.

"Concentrate your mind and calm your breath. If you haven't established your foundation before I reach the secret realm, I will not accept you as my disciple."

After she finished speaking, Meng Jiao's pupils turned from blue to red, and she sat motionless beside him.

Mo Yanchen withdrew his hand that wanted to keep her, and held back the words he wanted to ask, for fear of waking up the person in front of him.

But, Master, you didn’t tell me when we will arrive at the secret realm?

He gritted his teeth and dared not think any more. He only knew that this was his only chance to escape from being hunted down, and he did not want to be the one being slaughtered.

He closed his eyes and followed the method in his memory to enter a state of meditation. The previously chaotic spiritual energy in his sea of ​​consciousness began to quickly gather and then enter his body in an orderly manner.

Meng Jiao's consciousness returned to her body, and she could only hear DD anxiously digging in the soil in her own sea of ​​consciousness, and her dog face was full of grievances and shouting,

"Sister! Where have you been? Don't you want me anymore? Ah!"

Meng Jiao quickly ran in to comfort him, thinking that it seemed that this method would really not be detected by the system... [This is the key point]

Meng Jiao flipped through the original body's communication jade token and told Hua Qin that she would arrive before the secret realm opened. At that time, Hua Qin was still assigning the teams of several elders. Seeing her letter, the pressure naturally dropped suddenly. She asked anxiously, "What did you think of?"

"Uncle Master, wait a minute, can you please ask what your current cultivation level is?"

Meng Jiao did not hide it. After all, in their eyes, she only had ice-type spiritual roots. But in fact, she herself did not know what her spiritual roots were.

Uh, her dantian is a... uh... colorful vine that flashes with golden lightning?

"The peak of Nascent Soul."

After Meng Jiao finished speaking, the other party did not reply for a long time. In silence, she thought about the large amount of thunder tribulation power that had not been digested in her body, and then she added,

"Is it not enough? Then I will try my best, but I may need to enter the secret realm to reach the early stage of transformation. I am worried that it will be inconvenient when I lead the team. Hey, why are you still not talking? Hey, is this communication jade pendant broken?"

At this time, in the main hall of Tianxuan Zhufeng,

Zhu Qin and the eight elders thought it was good enough for her to lead a team, but what did they hear now?

Mutated ice spirit root, less than 100 years old, peak Nascent Soul? Wasn't she just in the early stage of Nascent Soul before? How could she jump two levels in such a short time and reach the peak directly?

Before Zhu Qin could come back to her senses after being pushed, she heard Meng Jiao's next words.

Phew~ She still wants to evolve into a god directly? In just two months of the secret realm opening?

Crazy, either they are crazy or she is crazy!

When Chen Qing from Danfeng heard that the other party was about to die, he could not help but squeeze Zhu Qin aside and snatched the communication jade token.

"Uncle Master, it's all right, it's all right. See you at the gate of the secret realm."

Meng Jiao was about to change her route, but after hearing this, she turned around and continued on her way. After hesitating for a long time, she spoke to the other side.

"Well, please bring me two sect robes. Thank you."

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