Pang Maimai was about to sneak out quietly, but at this moment, Ning Rui Zhenjun stood up on the main stage.

This was the first time she had met Ning Rui Zhenjun.

Ning Rui Zhenjun is more than five hundred years old this year, he is the youngest one among the Yuan Infant Cultivators of the One Unity Sect, he is very mysterious and low-key, rarely appears in front of people, and even shows his face less than his apprentice Zhao Qianxing.

Ning Rui Daojun has only achieved Yuanying for more than a hundred years, but because he is a sword cultivator, his strength still cannot be underestimated, and it is even rumored that he is the strongest Yuanying monk in the Unity Sect.

Pang Maimai believes that not only is he who has been in the sect for less than four years, but there are many people who have probably met Ning Rui Daojun for the first time.

Ning Rui Daojun looked like he was between twenty-seven and eighty-eight years old and thirty-five or sixteen years old, with black hair, shorter than ordinary people, and a handsome appearance, with a pair of sharp eyes.

It seems that sword cultivators have such a sharp temperament, and the master and apprentice are exactly the same.

And the mysterious man in black in the cave at the beginning is probably also a sword cultivator, but I don't know how to cultivate. She now recalls that at the beginning, the invisible power that restrained her was naturally spiritual power, and she couldn't see the depth, but at the point in the center of her eyebrows, she still didn't understand what kind of spell was cast.

Ning Rui Daojun couldn't see joy or anger on his face, and said a few words aloud, "Thank you for coming to participate in the gift of the little apprentice Jindan", but his tone was cold and the words were very concise.

Zhao Qianxing thanked Ning Rui Daojun, and Ning Rui Daojun officially gave him the number of no return real person, and what he said was very simple: "The sword is a way, there is no return, and it is important to look forward to it." ”

Zhao Qianxing bowed again: "Obey the teacher's instructions." ”

Although their appearance is different, their style, temperament and behavior are very similar, and they look very compatible.

Pang Maimai thought, has this master and apprentice always communicated with each other in this tone? If any author writes a book specifically describing these two masters and apprentices, it must be very word-saving.

Why did Zhao Qianxing taunt me and talk so much?

There is also the name of Wuhui Zhenren, Pang Maimai thought very unlearned, it was very similar to saying that everyone who met him had gone without returning, and he looked like the name of a second-rate evil sect in the rivers and lakes.

Ning Rui Daojun and Zhao Qianxing's master and apprentice saved the number of words, and the guests next to them would not be like this, at this time, the words of congratulations and praise came one after another, and the fairy music and fairy song floated in the sky again, and the two masters and apprentices who were out of place had to nod and listen at the moment, although they still looked stern and indifferent, but after all, they couldn't show the guests too much on such a day.

There were also people toasting, Ning Rui Daojun didn't drink it, Zhao Qianxing drank three glasses, saying that he should use these three cups to make all the toasts for everyone, and he won't drink it anymore today.

With such an attitude, the enthusiasm of those who wanted to take the opportunity to make friends with the clinging was finally frustrated.

The head also showed his face, he still showed that he was very detached, just like the day they entered, and in the end, he only smiled a little at a few Yuanying Daojun, and said a few words to a few elders.

The lively occasion and high-intensity entertainment were still a bit tiring, Pang Maimai couldn't hold it anymore, she told the master that she was going to change her clothes and sneaked out.

Because she was still in the qi induction period, and the basic needs of human beings had not been abandoned, Lu Zhen did not suspect anything.

Pang Maimai sneaked down the welcome platform, and not far from the stage was the welcome disciples taking care of some of the spirit beast mounts brought by the guests, all kinds, amazing, there were always hundreds.

There are Lingge, which is as big as half the size of the welcome desk, and is said to have the bloodline of Kunpeng, and there is a flying fox as small as the size of a donkey.

There are even beautiful snow day horses!

This ribbed two-winged Pegasus is particularly rare, resembling a unicorn, snow-white, looking very holy, and the wings are also snow-white, similar to the style of swan wings, black eyes are shiny with water, and the long mane is shiny with mercerized hair, which is folded and shining in the sun.

Pang Maimai was a little itchy, but she saw that the disciple who was taking care of the spirit beast over there happened to be Lin Pan'er, and at this moment he was reaching out and stroking the mane of the Pegasus with a smile.

She had enough entertainment today, and she really didn't want to entertain Lin Pan'er at this time, so she simply turned her head and walked towards the mountain behind the main peak.

There is nothing to be produced in this mountain forest, and few disciples have come here, but the forest is quiet and noisy, the mountain stream is murmuring, and the green trees are shady, but it is cool.

Although there are thorns and vines entangled from time to time, Pang Maimai is not afraid of these now, and she has never used a sword, just walking slowly on her legs as she did when she was not cultivating.

As I walked, my heart calmed down, and the little irritability I had just now caused by having to join in the fun gradually disappeared. She happened to come to a clearing in the middle of the forest, and there were huge trees and rocks next to it, so she smiled and simply sat down to meditate.

Spiritual energy is like a mountain stream and a stream, flowing slowly in the body, although it is not the fourth time of the meridian, it cannot absorb and increase the spiritual energy, but it can also relieve worries and fatigue. Where the spiritual power flows, there seems to be a kind of coolness, and there seems to be a kind of warmth, which is indescribably comfortable.

It is no wonder that it is said that the recipe for nourishing Qi is the best way to nourish the body's muscles and souls.

She didn't know how long she had been using her spiritual power, but she slowly merged with the mountains and forests.

From "the cicada noise forest is quieter, the birdsong mountain is more secluded" to "the bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring stone is upstream", Pang Maimai vaguely felt that he had touched something in this meditation that did not know the time.

At this time, noon came, and she simply cultivated here, her cultivation actually did not require a particularly safe environment, and it was not easy to go mad with the Qi cultivation technique.

Slowly absorbing the noon sun, the qi of Shaoyang filled her chest and abdomen, and she opened up three more troublesome veins.

Her veins were almost opened, and there were only four left.

As the afternoon passed, when she was about to put away her spiritual power, she heard a faint, slightly smiling, and seemingly shallow and tired young man's voice ringing in her head: "The little girl has practiced the Qi cultivation technique so well at a young age, and the little girl has good patience. ”

Pang Maimai opened his eyes and said in a soft voice, "I don't know which senior is here?" ”

The next scene widened her eyes: a small figure the size of a thumb grew in on a leaf in the middle of a giant tree not far from her.

It was a man in a light blue-gray robe.

He used the leaf as a hammock, and he slept on it for an unknown amount of time in a very comfortable posture with his arms pillowed back.

At this moment, he stretched leisurely and lazily, and his body gradually enlarged in this slow motion of stretching, and by the time he straightened up and stood on the ground with his feet, his body had already returned to normal human size.

It's so close, I didn't notice it at all!

Too...... Wife...... Cool!

Pang Maimai knew that this was not a trick, but a real shrinkage.

This spell is said to be learned in the late Jindan period.

After all, it is against the law of conservation of energy to truly shrink one's body to such a small size, well, in fact, many cultivation methods are against the law of conservation of energy, but all of these methods can only be done after the Jindan period.

Seeing such an interesting scene with the real naked eye, Pang Maimai was deeply shocked.

Although Lu Zhen is also Jindan complete, he probably doesn't have time to learn such a spell, at least he hasn't seen him use it.

The man in front of him, who looked to be in his twenties, had a delicate face, and had a very amiable smile, was really interesting, and he actually made himself so small and lay down on the leaves to take a nap.

Although the man was young and kind, Pang Maimai knew that this was definitely a senior over a few hundred years old, so his attitude was naturally respectful, and he saluted and said, "I don't know which senior, the junior is rude." ”

"You're welcome, little girl." The young man smiled, he was already handsome, his eyes were even more friendly and harmless when he smiled, and his simple half-used clothes were the kind of blue that had been washed white, but where could the monk's clothes be washed? The dusting trick will not make the clothes old and white, no matter how long they are worn, they are new, which shows that this is what he did on purpose.

This senior is a little different.

"Your spiritual root talent and state of mind are quite good, how can your sect give you such an introductory method as the Qi Cultivation Technique?" The young man said.

It seems that this man is not from his own sect, but from an expatriate.

"Oh I forgot," the young man patted his head, "the Unity Sect is going to get started with the Soul Extraction Method. He looked at her with a smile: "Is it your bad luck or what's going on?" Why don't you come and be my apprentice? I see that your eyes are very beautiful, and your appearance is pleasing to the eye. ”

"The senior said it was funny." Pang Mai Khan, how can anyone change to another master if he is unhappy, isn't this a betrayal of the sect and the deception of the master to destroy the ancestors?

In fact, it is generally stipulated that outer disciples can switch to other sects, but inner disciples will not only be condemned but also hunted down and killed if they do this, which is basically the same for any sect.

Also, what's the deal with this beautiful eye? This senior, do you accept apprentices to see if their eyes are beautiful?

The young man looked at her with big eyes that were a little tired, as if he was a little surprised, probably not expecting that someone would refuse to accept his apprentices.

"You...... Is it the fear of being scolded? He tilted his head, "It doesn't matter, I'll go talk to Zhao Yigu." ”

Pang Maimai reacted for a moment before remembering that Zhao Yigu was the name of the head of the house, but no one would call him that.

She was secretly frightened, the head of the house is the real person of the Yuan Baby, it is said that the Yuan Infant has been consummated, this man actually called his name, so at least he is also the true monarch of the Yuan Infant Period.

It is undeniable that her heart is moving at this moment.

But soon this motivation was overshadowed: how could he switch to another school? looks at the unreliable but loving master, the dedicated master, and the two senior brothers who get along very well...... How could it be possible to leave them behind?

The young man looked at her with a disapproving face, sighed, and softly coaxed her, "Do you want to learn the trick I just had?" I see your eyes lit up just now. Think about it, if you learn it, you can get smaller and sleep in the flowers every day, tsk, and you don't need incense to smell all the ......."

Pang Maimai sweated profusely in his heart, shouldn't he show how powerful he is at this time, can he learn anything after apprenticeship? What is it to tempt others with such words? I don't have Thumbelina control!

This senior is also too ...... It's different.

"Yes," she smiled and said, "If I met my predecessors first, I would definitely die happy to have such an interesting master, but I have already apprenticed, my master is very good to me, if I change to another master, he will be sad, and I can't make the master sad if I die, so I can only be sorry for the love of my predecessors." ”

Pang Maimai felt that his words were quite decent, and he should not displease this mysterious master, but he didn't expect the young man to squint his eyes and look at her for a long time before he smiled and said, "It's okay, who is your master?" ”

His smile was kinder and sweeter, "I'll help you." Well, the man died...... It won't be sad. ”

Pang Maimai is creepy at this moment!

She took two steps back before she could stand still.

He looked at the man in front of him almost in horror.

Say something like this with a smile!

She had a gut feeling that the man wasn't joking at all.

A man who looks so gentle......

It's either a brain disease or a ...... Evil Demon Cultivator!

She didn't know whether to call for help or run away for a while, this person's cultivation is so unfathomable, to kill herself is just to kill an ant, I'm afraid these two reactions are self-defeating.

However, she didn't know what to say.

The man still looked at her with a smile, but suddenly sighed and put away his smile: "You're afraid of me." He said.

"It's too cumbersome to be so timid, it's too cumbersome to take an apprentice like you on the road." As if bored, he waved his hand, "Forget it." ”

Then he casually picked the leaf he had slept on and handed it to Pang Maimai, "A rare chance encounter is also fate, this is for you." ”

Pang Maimai's hand trembled slightly, but he still stretched out and took the leaf.

The young man was a little happier, smiled and nodded at her, stretched, looked at the sun overhead, and sighed: "Alas, these days are too long...... The voice was full of boredom.

When it comes to the last word "up", suddenly the whole person is illusory.