"What, you also want to go to the Lingshan Martial Academy?"

When Fu Kun said this request to Lin Daoru, Lin Daoru was very shocked.

Fu Kun is indeed a student who cultivates very hard, and the Wind Slashing Sword Technique taught to him is the best among all the disciples, but this child's cultivation talent is average, no matter how hard he tries, his progress is still slow.

Although the Lingshan Martial Academy does not limit the number of people who can go, the assessment of the Martial Arts Academy is extremely strict, and it is impossible for Lin Daoru to take Fu Kun there.

Because he is very optimistic about Fu Kun, he hopes that he can become a talent in the future and inherit his mantle.

If he went to the Lingshan Martial Academy, he would suffer any blow among the many geniuses, I am afraid that his confidence would plummet, and his cultivation progress would plummet.

Compared with that kind of desperate thing, Lin Daoru still hopes that Fu Kun can cultivate safely and steadily.

But Fu Kun said very insistently: "Master, please let me go with me, even if I don't participate in the secret realm assessment of the Lingshan Martial Academy." ”

Well?

Lin Daoru thought that Fu Kun wanted to participate in the secret realm assessment before he opened his mouth to himself, but he said that it was okay not to participate?

He couldn't help but ask, "Then what are you for?"

Fu Kun gritted his teeth, looked at Lin Daoru seriously, and said, "Master...... Although you have always said that I am very talented in swordsmanship, and this motivates me. ”

"But I know that my wind spirit vein is only rank five, and even if I have been cultivating hard, I will be left far behind by others......

As he spoke, the more he spoke, the more solemn the expression on Lin Daoru's face became, and he could hear from Fu Kun's words that Fu Kun must have been hit by someone.

Lin Daoru couldn't help but want to enlighten him and ask him not to care about this: "Although your cultivation progress is slow, when you come back from the Lingshan Martial Arts Academy for your teacher this time, I will bring you some pills to improve your cultivation, and then ......."

"Can the pill make me stronger?"

Fu Kun suddenly interrupted Lin Daoru's words, in fact, as a disciple, it was a very bad thing for him to interrupt his master's words, but Lin Daoru didn't know what to say.

He has never seen such a tough Fu Kun, Fu Kun, this child, is not only hardworking, but also very obedient, he will practice whatever he teaches him, and he is even more hardworking.

"The elixir will always be an aid to the cultivator, if I am not strong enough, what is the use of cultivating it?"

Fu Kun looked at him and said very seriously.

Lin Daoru couldn't help frowning, and he said, "But if you want to become stronger, shouldn't you improve your cultivation and practice the sword technique?"

There were a lot of troubles when he came in, and Lin Daoru didn't want to say anything more to Fu Kun, which only made him more upset, so his attitude became tougher.

"You don't have to think about going to the Lingshan Martial Arts Academy this time, if you have a chance in the future, I will take you there once!"

Lin Daoru wanted Fu Kun to calm down and think about the pros and cons, so he turned around and left.

But Fu Kun, who was behind him, suddenly knelt down with a 'poof'.

Landing on his knees, Fu Kun said with a resolute face: "Master, I'm seventeen years old!"

Lin Daoru shook all over his body, as if an electric current swept through his body.

At this moment, he suddenly understood what Fu Kun was insisting on......

He was seventeen years old, and every time the Lingshan Secret Realm was opened, there was a gap of five to ten years, and the sentence he had just said to Fu Kun, 'There is still a chance', suddenly became extremely sour.

Where are the opportunities?

If he misses this one, he will never have another chance.

"Master, I don't want to be just a good swordsman who can practice knives!"

Fu Kun was full of unwillingness, gritted his teeth and said this sentence.

That was a cry that had been buried in his heart for a long time, no matter how good a person's sword training was, he was just an ordinary person, and he would not be able to enter the world of spiritual cultivators.

Full of self-blame, Lin Daoru looked at Fu Kun, who was kneeling on the ground and pleading with him, but in the end he couldn't resist his persistence.

blurted out one,

Good.

Ji Dun stopped Fu Kun's shoulder and asked with a smile, "Hey, what's so interesting about the Lingshan Martial Academy?"

This guy's strange self-familiarity, Fu Kun is used to it, holding the knife with a cold face, and said: "It's nothing fun, I just heard that there should be many genius disciples of the sect to participate in the assessment, I want to take this opportunity to break through." ”

In fact, every time Fu Kun looked at Chi Dun, he would remember Lin Daoru's words that 'becoming stronger is not to improve cultivation', because every time he thought about it, this truth from the master's mouth would be overturned once.

I don't know if Master has ever seen a pervert who can kill the true self realm in the realm of emotion when he was young, I don't think it should be, and if there were, he wouldn't say such a thing.

Becoming stronger, it seems that good truth does not necessarily depend only on improving cultivation.

What Ji Dun didn't know was that Fu Kun always came to him, not because of any deep affection.

The fundamental reason is that Chiton's cultivation is lower than him, and the progress of his cultivation is slower than his.

Looking at him, Fu Kun could still find a little self-confidence in cultivation, and a little sense of superiority.

And hearing Fu Kun say that there would be many young genius disciples in the Lingshan Martial Academy, Chi Dun became interested and said with a smile: "You say, are those so-called geniuses all like Sister Xue?

Chi Dun began to think wildly again, and every time at this time, Fu Kun didn't want to deal with him: "There must be no people like you, and there will be no second one in the entire continent." ”

Chiton: "What do you mean?"

Fu Kun shook his head and sighed, glanced at Chi Dun, and said, "Prepare well, I'm just here to inform you, we will leave the day after tomorrow, if it weren't for the fact that the demon rat was not exhausted, it would have been a long time ago." ”

Chi Dun sighed boredly, he didn't have anything to prepare, a person and a mouse, bringing a few clothes was considered luggage.

Fu Kun added: "Moreover, there will be no one who can pick up spirit crystals on the road!"

Hurried away, leaving Chiton and Pikachu looking at each other affectionately.

Whatever, practice!

"Got everything you want to bring?"

Shen Shui was resting on the small table, but he sensed that Mu Qixue walked in from outside, so he asked.

Mu Qixue nodded and said with a smile: "Master, it will take several months to go this way, you have to take care of yourself alone." ”

She came to visit Shenshui, and she was used to running to Shenshui every day, and she wanted to tell her master about it, but when she came in and listened to what she asked herself, Mu Qixue knew that she must have known.

Shen Shui waved his hand and drove people away: "If you are ready, go back to cultivate, you don't have to run to me." ”

She was sleepy, and she was disturbed by Mu Qixue, and she was a little impatient.

Mu Qixue pursed her lips and said "oh" with a resentful look.

When he turned around and wanted to leave, he heard Shen Shui ask, "What are you holding in your hand?"

Mu Qixue was holding a gray cloth bag in her hand, and she had been carrying it in her hand since just now, Mu Qixue untied the bag a little, and said with a strange face: "I picked up a bag of first-order spirit crystals on the way here just now, there are more than a dozen of them, and I don't know who threw them." ”