Chapter Forty-Eight: Xijin
"Uncle Xiaoshi~"
There is only one person in the sect who will call Yun Miao like this. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
Yun Miao stopped the flying sword, looked at the smiling man not far away, and said with a smile: "Minghua, seeing you smiling, is there something good?" ”
"Haha, Uncle Xiao is really like a god." Minghua smiled heartily and didn't care about her jokes.
Yun Miao raised her eyebrows slightly, she just said casually, there was really a good thing?
Seeing Minghua's expression of asking me and asking me quickly, his heart was flushed, "What is a good thing?" Come on. ”
She secretly wondered in her heart, could it be that he broke through?
Minghua no longer sells Guanzi, "I got the news from the master, I want to take the new inner disciples out to go out for training in the back door of the half moon, this time it happens to be me and Mingluo of Yuling Peak to lead the team, is the little uncle interested in going with me?" ”
Such an opportunity is very rare, with Minghua in the Jindan period escorted by them, some secret realms that they usually want to go to but don't dare to go to can also be explored, which is a good opportunity for the disciples in the Qi training period to experience.
Yun Miao analyzed the pros and cons in a blink of an eye, and said immediately: "You have come to inform me in person, wouldn't it be a pity that I didn't go to such a good opportunity!" ”
It just so happened that she also planned to go out recently, and someone brought a pillow when she was really dozing.
Minghua smiled and nodded, "Then it's decided, and I'll inform you of the specific time and place of departure when the time comes." ”
"Okay, by the way, where did we choose the location for our training this time?" Inquire clearly first, it's better to prepare for the next few days, after all, there are too many unknowable dangers outside, and this little life needs to be cherished.
Minghua's eyes flashed, he felt that no one could think of where to choose this time, he approached Yun Miao's side, and was about to speak, a faint medicinal fragrance lingered in his nose, it smelled very good, and he couldn't help but be distracted.
"Minghua?" Yun Miao called him strangely, why didn't he speak?
Minghua woke up like a dream, fanned the fan in his hand, and said softly: "It's a spiritual stone vein under the Qingyun Sect....."
When Yun Miao heard this, she was indeed a little surprised, and something flashed in her heart, some rumors in recent days......
"The Nishijin vein." Yun Miao's eyes sparkled, and his gaze was certain.
Minghua smiled gently, did not say yes, nor did he say no.
Only the speed of shaking the fan seems to be a little faster?
Yun Miao understood.
.........
In the early morning, the sun showed its little face from the clouds, the purple gas in the east had dispersed, and Yun Miao slowly retracted, exhaled a breath of turbidity, and completed a compulsory lesson every day.
There is still a trace of palpitations on her face, the nine turns of the body are still stuck in the first turn, she runs once a day in the morning and evening, but it can make people die painfully for seventy-two weeks, and there are many people who want to try to be killed alive!
This is just the beginning, Yun Miao guessed that if she wants to break through the second turn, I am afraid that she will have to wait for her to successfully build the foundation, and then the meridians will bear the power of the second turn, and the road is long, and the exploration up and down cannot stop.
There is a saying in the cultivation world: It is better to go out for more than 100 days of penance behind closed doors.
Even the recognized otaku Yu Mo Venerable, who turned into a god, had been practicing outside all the year round and came from the bloody storm.
A paper crane elegantly flew in from the window, its sleeves moved slightly, and landed on the palm of its white hand.
"At noon today, gather at the mountain gate."
Two lines of handwriting with dragons flying and phoenixes dancing jumped out and floated in mid-air, and the paper cranes turned into stars and disappeared in front of them.
The corners of the lips are slightly hooked, the corners of the skirt are automatic without wind, and a piece of paper is quietly placed on the Yunmiao table, and the owner of the room is long gone.
"Uncle Minghua, shall we go directly to the sword?" Some female disciples were curious, but when Minghua Zhenren's eyes looked at them, they were all shy, and their faces were flushed.
According to their seniority, they are called senior uncles, and only the disciples of Qingyun Peak can be called senior brothers with exception.
Minghua is synonymous with gentleness and politeness in the eyes of the disciples in the sect, and those female disciples are obsessed with him, and now they have contact
Opportunity, where will they let go.
Minghua smiled lightly, his eyes seemed to glow, making people want to find out.
"That's right, from Mennai Edgeworth to Xijin, at our speed, it can be reached in three days." The reason why I chose to use the method of Edgeworth instead of using flying magic weapons was also to train these disciples.
Seeing that Minghua Zhenren was really as gentle and kind as rumored, those disciples were even bolder, and they all moved closer to him slightly, and even Mingluo, who was parallel to him, was squeezed out, although the pretty face made people unable to see anything, but their eyes were full of displeasure.
Yun Miao was far away from the beginning, seeing all these in her eyes, there was a smile in her eyes, and she only admired herself for being prescient now.
However, she wanted to see the excitement, but some people didn't want her to succeed.
"Uncle Shi is condescending to the noble, Ming Luo is terrified, this is out of the house, there are many dangers, I am afraid that my senior brother and I will have to take care of these new inner disciples, I am afraid that I will not be able to do it." The person in charge this time arranged for Minghua and her, two masters of the Jindan period, which was enough to ensure the safety of these ten disciples.
originally thought that he could take this opportunity to cultivate a relationship with Minghua, but when he was about to leave, Yun Miao would have to be with them!
She could see that this uncle's cultivation was only the ninth layer of Qi cultivation! It's a drag, once there is a case, do you want them to protect her?
If you oppose it, you can only say it in her heart, and with Minghua's insistence, she doesn't dare to make a mistake.
It's just that she was squeezed out of Minghua's side by others just now, which made her even more unhappy, so her mind was hot, and she said the words from the bottom of her heart like this.
Yun Miao glanced at her strangely, could it be that she looked up to her? It's impulsive, not like her.
"My nephew is too humble, you have a task to do, don't worry about me."
Ming Luo seemed to smile, "So Ming Luo is relieved." "Since you are arrogant, don't say that we can't take care of it well, if something really happens, you can't do it!
Despite this, her depressed mood was not alleviated at all, she glanced back, snorted coldly, and the flying sword under her feet sped up in vain, but it was only not far from them, if these disciples really had any accidents, they would not be able to go.
Zhang Wuxiang slowly approached Zheng Qingqing, and said familiarly: "Senior Sister Zheng, why don't you go with Senior Uncle Zu?" "The disciples in the sect know that she has a great backer.
Zheng Qingchu glanced at him and said coldly: "Senior Brother Zhang is too wide, I don't think anyone else needs to talk about who I am going with, right?" When she first knew Yun Miao's identity, she thought that this would happen, and she wanted to curry favor with Yun Miao through her.
It doesn't matter what they think, anyway, for her, Xiaoqi is her savior.
It's just that this Zhang Wuxiang is too annoying!