Nobody Truly Think Master is a Mortal, Right?

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In the mountains next to Tianwu Mountain.

That night.

Xiang Daozong in a palace.

Bai Ze was talking about 'the way of the sword'.

Ning Fan was also listening attentively.

"One of the ways of the knife lies in the heart and in the will. As long as there is a knife in the heart, everything can be a knife. As long as there is an intention in the knife, everything can be chopped!"

"In this way, it is one of the swords."

"Teacher, do you understand?"

After Bai Ze finished speaking, he took a deep breath and looked at Ning Fan.

"Understood, all the disciples understand, the Dao of the Sword is very powerful! It's magnificent!"

Ning Fan nodded heavily, his eyes full of fighting spirit.

"Well, it's good to understand."

Bai Ze nodded, also very satisfied.

It seems that this disciple of his own is still able to comprehend.

I understood it right away.

"Master, the disciple understands, so the disciple wants to practice, and ask the master to pass down the cultivation method!"

Ning Fan said with high fighting spirit.

"Huh?? The method of cultivation? Didn't I teach you everything that should be taught?"

Bai Ze said with a strange face.

"Ah? Master, didn't you just talk about the power of the Dao of the Blade? When was the cultivation method passed down?"

Ning Fan's eyes widened, and he said in a daze.

"This……"

Bai Ze was stunned for a moment, he himself felt that what Ning Fan said made sense.

yes.

Didn't he just talk about the power of the Dao of the Blade?

The method of cultivation is not taught at all, so how should the disciples cultivate?

Bai Ze was lost in thought.

But from what Tu Xuexi said, Daoyou Chu seemed to teach his disciples like this.

How did the disciples of Fellow Daoist Chu become talented? ?

Bai Ze was confused.

This shouldn't be a mistake in his way of teaching, right?

Looking at the disciples of Fellow Daoist Chu next door, all of them are top talents, and they will definitely not go wrong.

If you make mistakes, it is impossible to teach so many powerful disciples.

Thinking of this, Bai Ze was firm.

"That's right, the method of cultivation is contained in the words I just said. As long as you are savvy enough, you will definitely be able to comprehend it!"

Bai Ze said so.

"But... but Master, I feel that my understanding is not enough..."

Ning Fan hesitated, he was completely confused.

"No, you can understand! I believe in you!"

Bai Ze waved his hand and said.

"Master, I really can't do it. I really can't understand this method. Why don't you teach me the method of cultivation directly?"

Ning Fan asked to replace it, and directly asked for the method of cultivation.

Hear this.

Bai Ze is also helpless.

He thought about it, and finally turned his eyes to Tianwu Mountain.

Is this method really not suitable for him to teach disciples?

"Do you think this method is not feasible?"

Bai Ze said slowly.

"Yes, Master."

Ning Fan did not hesitate at all, but admitted it, he just felt that this method would not work.

Tell him about the power of this way, and let him realize the method of cultivation?

This is a hammer.

"But this method is from the Wudao Sect next door. Since you think it's not good, let's practice another method."

Bai Ze sighed and said.

"What? Master, this is the method of Wudao Sect? Then I understand! I will understand!"

As soon as Ning Fan heard that it was Wu Dao Sect's method, his attitude changed immediately, and he changed his mind so quickly.

White Pond:"……"

Move the name of Wudao Sect, and it will be solved at once?

Co-author, are you a disciple of Wudao Sect, or I am a disciple of Xiangdao Sect?

Bai Ze's face turned black.

But he didn't have much to say.

"Okay, as long as you are willing to realize it."

Bai Ze was also helpless.

"Well! Master, then I'll go down and realize it first!"

Ning Fan regained his fighting spirit again.

"Well... No, wait, you hold this photo stone. Your mother asked you to arrive at the place before going out. Take a photo with the photo stone and send it back. You can take a photo here. I will call someone later. Send it back for you."

Bai Ze took out a shadow stone, handed it to Ning Fan, and walked to the palace gate, not wanting to see it.

Ning Fan looked at the photo stone in his hand, and he was unambiguous. He recorded a video, and he was still talking.

"Mother, you don't have to worry about me, I have returned to the sect, and I have also obtained the method of the Wudao sect inherited by the master, the Wudao sect! It is the legendary sect, Wudao, Wudao sect is that …”

"Well, the Wudao Sect disciples are very strong, so strong..."

"And our sect, called Xiang Daozong, means towards Wu Daozong..."

Ning Fan blew wildly at Wu Dao Sect.

Bai Ze, who was standing at the gate of the palace, almost fell down accidentally.

What the hell?

It’s okay to brag about Wu Dao Sect, he can understand, after all, he worships Wu Dao Sect.

But this name is too much.

What is the reason for the Taoism because of the Wu Taoism, you can say this?

How could you say such a thing to the Dao Sect's leading disciple one day?

Bai Ze resisted his anger and walked out of the palace.

He was afraid that if he continued to listen, he couldn't help but burst into a rage, and he was going to smash this disciple's ashes.

Bai Ze walked out of the palace and looked at the unfinished palaces around him. He could only do it himself and built it little by little.

He sighed deeply and started to work.

...

at the same time.

Inside Silvermoon City.

Immortal drunk inn, third floor.

Chu Yuan sat here, eating some mundane food.

His real strength now is only mortal.

Mortals need to eat whole grains.

Because Chu Yuan fell from a high realm, it will absorb spiritual energy, so she can rely on spiritual energy to maintain her body's needs.

But he didn't eat anything, he was still a little uncomfortable.

Now that I eat these things, I feel much better.

On one side of the table, the shopkeeper stood cautiously, not daring to say anything more.

"What are you doing standing? Sit down and eat."

Chu Yuan shouted at the shopkeeper and pointed to the empty seat next to him.

"No, no need, Sect Master, just eat it."

The shopkeeper glanced at the golden light spots all over Chu Yuan's body, swallowed involuntarily, and took a few steps back without a trace.

For fear of being touched by these golden light spots, he would die.

"Okay, don't eat if you don't eat."

Chu Yuan didn't force it, she waved her hand and said.

"Hmm, Sect Master, you can just eat it, don't worry about me."

The shopkeeper forced a smile and said.

"Well, your food is good, how is it, are you interested in opening a branch at the foot of my mountain?"

Chu Yuan took a sip of wine, looked at the shopkeeper, and made an invitation.

He really wanted the shopkeeper to open an inn branch at the foot of Tianwu Mountain.

That way he doesn't have to run so far to get something to eat.

He originally thought that he had to give the shopkeeper some psychological counseling before he could persuade the shopkeeper to open an inn under Tianwu Mountain.

As a result, I didn't expect the shopkeeper's face to turn red with excitement when he heard it.

The table where Chu Yuan was eating was overturned.

Chu Yuan: "?"

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