Even if we meet, we should not know [old version]

Xuanying Immortal Venerable had known Feng Zhaoming would object, so he didn't even look at Feng Zhaoming, just gave a perfunctory 'hmm', and then said: "What about the rest?"

"Xuanying Xianzun," although he was obviously ignored by him, Feng Zhaoming continued to speak neither humble nor overbearing, "Qianqing is still young, and has not yet found a suitable Taoist, unable to form alchemy, and has no experience of traveling. Zhaoming thinks this is impossible."

"Hmph," Xuanying Xianzun glanced at him lightly, and said contemptuously: "Building a foundation and cultivating a level, of course you haven't formed a Taoist seed. Feng Xianjun, as Master Qianqing, are you spoiling him too much? You know, the little fairy master fought outside in the early years, climbed the Optimus Pillar alone, and bravely fought against the mosquitoes in the swamp, how can you say 'no travel experience'?"

Feng Zhaoming raised his eyes, looked sharply at Xuanying Immortal Venerable, paused, and said word by word: "Immortal Venerable, do you still remember that when Qian Qing climbed up the Optimus Pillar, she was dying, and her life was irretrievable, so The injuries he suffered have not fully healed until now.”

Xuanying Xianzun said with a smile: "Then, what qualifications does Feng Xianjun have to remind this deity? After all, the inheritance of immortality is no small matter. If you make your own decision not to let Qian Qing go, it will not delay the cultivation of disciples. This deity does not know, but Feng Jun's beating is wrong. What abacus."

"..."

"enough."

At this moment, Immortal Baizang who was sitting beside him suddenly spoke.He waved to Feng Zhaoming and said, "Zhaoming, sit down."

Feng Zhaoming looked at Immortal Venerable Xuanying slowly, and simply sat back.

Immortal Master Baizang closed his right hand, and the phantom of the jungle in front of everyone disappeared without a trace.

He said: "Let Qianqing decide on this matter."

Baizang Xianzun is not only Qianqing's grandfather, but also his closest relative in this world.

Now that the Immortal Baizang had already spoken, it was inconvenient for the rest of the monks to speak again.

Even Immortal Venerable Xuanying just sat aside with a smile and didn't say anything more.

Baizang Immortal Venerable waited, waved his hand and said, "It's all gone."

"Yes."

All the immortals left their seats one by one, with Feng Zhaoming at the end.When he walked to the door, there were only two immortals left in the hall.

Immortal Master Baizang looked at Feng Zhaoming's straight back like a bamboo, and called out:

"Zhaoming."

Feng Zhaoming paused.

Baizang Xianzun said slowly: "Qian Qing likes to be lively by nature, this time he probably wants to see and see. If he wants to go, you agree to it. Even if he is naughty and suffers outside, you are not at fault."

Feng Zhaoming shook his head and said, "Qianqing is never naughty."

After finishing speaking, Feng Zhaoming opened his clothes and left from the Immortal Palace.

The next morning.

Qian Qing stood on the white bricks of the Banxie Pavilion on Zhenhui Peak, looking at Feng Zhaoming in front of her.

Feng Zhaoming was dressed in a red robe, with a deadpan expression and a particularly serious look, no different from usual.

"Master," Qianqing said, shaking his legs, "Yesterday Lin Zichu drank with me in my hall. I drank too much, and almost performed the soul search technique on him. Fortunately, his cultivation base is higher than mine, and there is no... ...didn't get me through."

Feng Zhaoming's fiery red eyebrows frowned slightly, and gathered towards the center of his brows.

Soul search is a common method of extorting a confession. The cultivator probes into the enemy's mind with his spiritual consciousness, forcibly searches for fragments of time, and obtains the desired memory remnants.

This is a very rude approach. As the owner of Wangqing Peak, Qianqing performed the soul search technique on the guest Lin Zichu, and her behavior was quite inappropriate.

No wonder Feng Zhaoming frowned.

The air pressure in front of Qianqing dropped a lot, he stood up a little bit, and said, "Lin Zichu told me not to take it to heart. But after I woke up, I regretted it, and felt that I should tell Master, and punish it as you like. "

However, Feng Zhaoming did not criticize fiercely, he asked quietly:

"In your eyes, what kind of person is Lin Zichu?"

Qian Qing was taken aback, thought for a while, and said, "Lin Zichu...he can be called a gentleman."

"You searched for his soul," Feng Zhaoming continued to ask, "Is it related to Gangmao in your palace?"

Chiharu nodded.

Feng Zhaoming understood.The reason why Qianqing said "somewhat" regretted it was probably not that she regretted using the soul search technique on Lin Zichu, but that she regretted not being able to grasp the timing of using it properly, and did not consider that Lin Zichu's cultivation base was higher than hers, so she couldn't find any useful ones. Not to mention the fragments of time, on the contrary, it may form a relationship with Lin Zichu.

Feng Zhaoming said: "Since you already know your mistake, I will not punish you as a teacher."

"I--"

Before the words finished, Feng Zhaoming interrupted in a cold voice: "Bring your sword."

Qian Qing didn't react for a while, and asked subconsciously, "What?"

It turned out that in the previous lessons, the master and the apprentice mostly learned the art of boxing and kicking, and Qian Qing never took out a sword.

Feng Zhaoming didn't say much, he held his right hand in the air, and there was a light flashing in his tiger's mouth, which was dazzling.

I saw the light bursting out of Feng Zhaoming's hand into the shape of a fairy sword, and the light revealed a compelling sharpness.

In an instant, it seemed as if there was a second scorching sun brazenly appearing on the Zhenhui Peak.

In addition to the dazzling light, there is a layer of agile halo.The halo seemed to be alive, following the beating frequency of Feng Zhaoming's heart, it suddenly expanded outwards, and suddenly contracted inwards.Every time it jumps and opens and closes, the aura of the fairy sword becomes more intense.

It turns out that this halo is condensed aura. The aura is too rich to be condensed into a solid body.

Qianqing was stunned.

He has already recognized that this sword is Feng Zhaoming's natal sword.

Fairy Sword 'Nine Questions'!

The legendary fairy sword that ranks second in the ranking of Zhengwuzhou strange swords is invincible and unstoppable.

Feng Zhaoming held the powerful fairy sword in the legend, and said simply: "As a teacher, I will restrain this sword and suppress its power to around the foundation establishment stage, and use this sword to fight you."

Qian Qing stared at the fairy sword in Feng Zhaoming's hand motionlessly, with a strong interest in her eyes.

He waved his right hand downwards, and soon, a sharp sword appeared in his hand.

The breath of the fairy sword came out vigorously.

After Qianqing grasped the Taifu Queyan sword embryo in her hand, she quickly attacked Feng Zhaoming.

"Hold tighter." Feng Zhaoming remained motionless, with his eyes drooping, looking at Qianqing's right hand, and pointed in a low voice.

Hearing this, Qianqing clenched her hand even tighter.

In the next moment, there was only a loud 'Keng Keng' sound, Qian Qing raised her right hand flat, and the two swords collided with each other, emitting a dazzling light.

The halo around the Nine Questions Immortal Sword trembled violently, opening and closing with the rhythm of life.

Qian Qing only felt a severe pain in the tiger's mouth in her right hand, and when Jiu Wen's phantom white light rhythmically moved, her heart also beat violently.

The fairy sword in his hand was forcibly shaken back, and there was a sharp pain in the internal organs.Qianqing opened her mouth to cough, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

"When facing the enemy, you must first protect your lungs and pulse points with aura."

As if Feng Zhaoming hadn't seen it, he began to attack aggressively, a nine-pointer made as steady as a mountain, and the sword approached Qianqing's vital parts.

Qian Qing hurriedly defended, finding some spare time, and said intermittently: "Master, are you really angry?"

Feng Zhaoming said seriously: "During the battle, don't chat with others, don't listen to the enemy's words, so as not to affect your mood."

Qian Qing had no choice but to keep her mouth shut, but felt very strange in her heart.

Because he knew that his master, who looked unattainable, serious and frightening, was actually protecting his weaknesses.In class on weekdays, even if she taught Qianqing to fight hand-to-hand, she would not leave herself injured.

Why did he change his temper today?

A trace of hostility flashed in Qianqing's eyes, he roared and rushed forward.

Of course, it is more interesting!