Rebel Cultivation Guide [Transmigration Book]

Whoever is willing to listen is who?

Others don't know, but Xuemei Niang's answer can be regarded as "listening". After being overwhelmed by Feng Xiwu, Xuemei Niang looked at the ring rather sadly, and the result——

Liang Tianguang put away the spirit-gathering bracelet with a straight face: "My cultivation base is already higher than that of my junior sister, which is already unfair. This thunderstorm talisman of the spirit-gathering bracelet can't be used. Junior sister, don't be polite to me, that's it let's hit!"

Liuli gave a thumbs up: "Senior brother is really a good man! Thank you, brother!"

She is not polite, and it is even more impolite to issue a good card.

Silt Snow Plum Brew: "..."

The battle started, as Liang Tianguang said, this time he only used his own mana to fight against Liuli, Liuli has the boost of the spirit-gathering bracelet, and the two fought on equal terms for a while.

But in the end, the realm was suppressed there. After a long time, Liang Tianguang's advantage became obvious.

With a careless move, Liuli was hit in the chest, and fell to the edge of the ring, flying upside down with blood surging.

Liuli got up, waved her hand, and gathered water to fill the entire arena just like she did with the strange middle-aged senior brother before.

Is she going to repeat the old trick?

This was the question of everyone present, Liang Tianguang was no exception, reminded with a smile: "Junior Sister, this trick is not easy for me."

He was only one step away from breaking through the Great Realm of Congealing Golden Core, although this step was as difficult to cross as a natural moat, Liang Tianguang's strength was also crushing that middle-aged senior brother.

The Mizong Talisman controlled by Liuli Xiu has limited interference with Liang Tianguang, and the number of weapons he can control is also crushing. He only needs to activate it around a circle at the same time, and he can determine Liuli's real body based on the feedback of the weapons. Where.

Liuli remained silent, and took out several large buckets.

While fighting with Liang Tianguang, he poured the contents of the bucket into the water - white.

What is this? ? ?

Except for Liuli, everyone was puzzled. On the contrary, a few outer disciples who watched from a distance, such as Liang Tiantian, became thoughtful after observing for a while.

However, Liang Tiantian touched her chin and decided not to reveal it to her brother.

She still hopes that Senior Sister Liuli will win!

The white powdery substance quickly melted into the water, and after a few drops, the entire water area turned milky white. Although it was white, the thick turbid liquid still blocked the line of sight, even better than the previous ink. Even better.

Because there is no light through the light technique.

Liuli sighed slightly, a little embarrassed: "Actually, I didn't want to do this."

People: You have already done it, okay...

"But!" Liuli said impassionedly, "In order to show my admiration for the strength of my senior brother, I must use my full strength!"

Then she used three talismans: drawing the ground as a prison, solid as gold, and powerful spirit-gathering talisman.

The ground is a prison with Liang Tianguang as the center to form a spherical cage with a diameter of five meters. Everything in the cage cannot escape, including water; the impregnable water makes the cage formed by the painting ground stronger. The double-layer effect makes Liang Tianguang unable to easily break through the cage; strong The talisman of effect provides aura support for the first two spells, making them last longer.

Liang Tianguang felt the changes around him, and said with a smile: "Junior Sister, do you think this can trap me?"

Liuli didn't answer.

Surrounded by water, Liang Tianguang gathered gold into a sword, and with a wave of his hand, the surrounding milky white water spread back a little, leaving a small space for him, as if he was afraid.

Liang Tianguang frowned, he didn't do it, only Liuli did it.

No matter why, in short, call first.

The flying sword slammed into the surroundings—a strong rebound, and was bounced back.

Liang Tianguang was serious: "It's really not easy."

Outside the water area, Liuli slowly took out a small Maza from the ring, it was too tiring to sit on the ground, so it was better to sit on the Maza.

Observer Ye Zhenzhen: "..."

She had an inexplicable feeling that she was the one trapped on stage, aggrieved, so aggrieved.

The spell is a spell, but the water is controlled by Liuli himself. When the water area is attacked, Liuli will also feel it.

The next blow was fierce, Liuli finally couldn't restrain himself, lowered his head and spat out a mouthful of blood in a "wow".

Liang Tianguang, who was trapped in the water, was also having a hard time. Every blow he struck seemed to hit an iron wall. Not only could he not break through this layer of water, but he would even be affected by his own reaction force.

Sometimes it seemed that Liuli was tired, and the water area let his sword pass through and hit the cage like ordinary water. When the cage began to tremble, it seemed that he was about to be pierced through, and the water area became hard again.

Liuli is using spells to fight a war of attrition!

Liang Tianguang felt a little regretful that he had raised him earlier...

One hour passed, two hours passed...

The audience in the audience started to eat melon seeds, Xuemei Yong lazily yawned, and said, "It seems that the fight is going to be in the afternoon, why don't we leave first and come back after they finish?"

Liuli still sat firmly on the small horse, vomiting blood while exercising kung fu, while controlling the waters while absorbing spiritual energy to heal his injuries.

Finally, Liang Tianguang's voice muffled across the water: "I admit defeat."

The surrounding audience breathed a sigh of relief.

It's not that they don't like watching expert duels, it's just that this battle is too boring.

When Xuemei Niang, the leader, announced that Liuli had won the first place and presented her with a prize, Liuli took the prize and stuffed it into the storage ring, directly passed Xuemei Niang, and rushed to the seat——Feng In front of Xiwu.

She turned her head and said "wow" and spat out a mouthful of blood. When she turned around, she had already brought a cup of tea in her hand.

Kneeling on the ground with burning eyes: "Master, please accept my apprentice's bow!"

This cup of apprentice tea was thrown in front of Feng Xiwu's face.

Feng Xiwu lowered his head and glanced at the ground stained red by Liuli's spat blood.

Liuli hurriedly said: "It doesn't matter, I'm used to it, apprenticeship is the most important thing, if you don't drink tea, I won't take medicine!"

Feng Xiwu: "..."

So in front of everyone, Feng Xiwu had no choice but to take the cup of tea and drink it down.

After drinking the teacher's tea, Feng Xiwu got up, stood in front of Liuli, stroked her hair with his hand, a gust of cool air poured in, and healed Liuli's burning meridians.

"From today on, Xue Liuli is my apprentice."

Feng Xiwu raised her head, looked at the crowd, and seemed to look over their heads at the boundless sky in the distance, she paused, and said firmly: "He is also my only disciple!"

The crowd was in an uproar.

This means that Feng Xiwu is no longer planning to accept other apprentices!

This news undoubtedly broke the hearts of the other young disciples who wanted to worship Feng Xiwu as their teacher, but it made Liu Li overjoyed - this immediately put an end to Long Jingxing's way of worshiping her as a teacher, it couldn't be better!

My goal in life, my way, is half completed in one fell swoop!

However, extreme joy begets sorrow, Liuli smiled, her head became dizzy, and her exhausted body fell down... She fell asleep, Feng Xiwu caught her head, and immediately took her away.

……

When Liuli woke up again, the sky was full of light, and the broad leaves of the sycamore tree formed a continuous shadow through the window and covered Liuli's body, as if covering her with another layer of quilt.

Liuli sat up, and as soon as she saw this simple and elegant room clearly, the door was pushed open.

Dazzling golden sunlight flowed into the room like running water, and the woman who entered against the light was holding a bowl of sweet medicinal porridge in her hand. She walked slowly to the bed and put the porridge bowl away: "Wake up."

Liuli was so excited that she even forgot about etiquette and dignity for a moment, and grabbed Feng Xiwu's wrist: "Master!"

"I'm here." Feng Xiwu glanced at her and clasped her hands, and replied in a gentle voice.

Liuli bit her lower lip, raised the corners of her mouth and started laughing foolishly. After laughing, she felt too shameless, so she quickly pressed back the corners of her mouth: "Master!"

Feng Xiwu: "..." She stuffed the porridge into Liuli's hands, coaxing her to let go.

Holding the porridge, Liuli murmured, "Now, Master won't go back on his word, will he?"

For example, expelling her from the teacher's sect...

Feng Xiwu glanced at her calmly: "When did I go back on my word?"

"You didn't ask me to go up the mountain before!" Liuli felt aggrieved, "How could you do this, you clearly said you would accept me as an apprentice!"

Feng Xiwu said slowly: "Yeah, when did I say I won't accept it?"

Liuli: "..."

Wait, she seems to have...didn't say...not accepting herself as a disciple...

Liu Li's hand holding the porridge bowl trembled slightly: "Then what if I lose?"

"It doesn't matter if you win or lose." A smile flashed across Feng Xiwu's eyes.

Liuli gasped, leaned back, knocked her head on the bedpost, weak and helpless.

Feng Xiwu laughed softly and said, "Cultivation as a monk should be based on sincerity, be worthy of the heaven and earth, and be worthy of your own heart. Since I have promised you, it naturally counts."

Wasn't the previous sentence exactly what he said to Feng Xiwu when he forced the palace in public?Liuli leaned against the bedpost, feeling hopeless.

She wronged her to struggle: "Then why didn't you ask me to go up the mountain!"

"Oh." Feng Xiwu answered her as if it was no big deal, "The final is coming soon, and it is easy to be distracted if you always run to me."

Liuli raised her hands angrily, holding the porcelain bowl - swishing it to her mouth, puffing her cheeks and gulping down the porridge.

Mad at her, mad at her!

Ahhhhh!

……

The bowl of medicinal porridge tasted sweet with a touch of coolness, and after eating a bowl of porridge, all the serious illnesses were cured, and after eating one bowl, I wanted to eat two bowls.But the aura was too rich and needed to be digested, Liuli could only touch her swollen belly and put down the porridge bowl.

Feng Xiwu put down a familiar little jade pot in front of her.

Liuli understood, as a disciple, of course he is responsible for taking care of the master's food and daily life, and taking care of the flowers and plants for her is his duty.

Liuli took the jade pot: "Master, don't worry, I will take good care of your flowers!"

From today onwards, she is the queen gardener of Qiwuju!

Knowing that she misunderstood, Feng Xiwu said: "Since you have accepted me as your teacher, I will give you this magic weapon."

It turned out to be a magic weapon, Liuli looked at it over and over curiously.In the past, she used it to water the flowers and only used it as an automatic shower, never paying attention to its grade.

Feng Xiwu said: "The imprint of my spiritual consciousness has been erased, and you can be imprinted. It is up to you to figure out its use."

According to Liuli's words, Liuli imprinted her own spiritual consciousness on it, and immediately formed a subtle connection with the jade pot.

She was immersed in her mind, carefully observing the pot, and asked casually, "What's the name of this pot?"

"Goodness is like a kettle."

Liuli shook her hand, nearly falling to the ground, and then hugged her tightly in her arms.

My darling, a heavenly magic weapon, was just taken by Feng Xiwu to water the flowers so casually? !

Liuli looked at Feng Xiwu sincerely: "Master, if you don't need any flower pots, feel free to leave them to the disciples!"