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At the top of the Xuanji Pavilion, as soon as the proprietress Feng Ling walked up, Yi Ren spoke up.

Ooh!

The proprietress was startled: "I'm scared to death!" She scolded angrily.

Yi Renxiao walked up slightly and tightened his cloak tighter. He calculated the time, and expected that this divine revelation must have nothing to do with the Demon Venerable, and the proprietress would naturally come back as soon as possible.

He's been waiting here for a long time.

It's just because Yi Ren knows enough about the wind spirit. It was expected that when she returned from the divine revelation, she would have a stomach full of things to say, and if there was no one to complain to, she should put it in her heart and be anxious.

"When did you wait here?" The proprietress looked sideways and saw that Yi Ren's face was frozen and pale, and she couldn't bear it, but she still asked sharply.

"It's a coincidence, I just came here, and you came back." Yi Ren came up and said.

The proprietress squinted, her nostrils puffed out, and she didn't care if what he said was true or not.

"This kid Lan Feng has now become a figure on the cusp." Yi Ren was the first to speak, wanting to elicit the words that the proprietress was holding in her heart.

The proprietress really couldn't help it, and said in one breath.

"Actually, I expected it, but I still can't let it go, just go and see." She shook her head, reached out, and brushed the hair that had blown away from her forehead.

"He... Do you have the heart to train Lan Feng as the successor of the Dharma Weapon Sect? The proprietress said again.

"Before the Dharma Weapon Sect took over by Nahong, according to the ancestral system, it is indeed not the inheritance of the Na family. However, Nahong is the apprentice that the national teacher likes, and he has been in charge of the Dharma Weapon Sect for all these years, and he has not made a mistake, so why does he want Lan Feng to replace him now? ”

"There are many people who haven't made mistakes, and he hasn't killed or driven up?" The proprietress was a little excited, and her voice trembled slightly.

"Perhaps for many years, the Dharma Weapon Sect, with the support of the Demon Palace, has still not been able to completely suppress the Yin Law Sect. The national teacher felt that it was necessary to put some pressure on Nahong at this time. ”

Yi Ren saw that the proprietress was tired of the past again, so she hurriedly diverted the topic. I'm afraid that the proprietress will be excited, and the next second, she will drive herself away.

"He's always done things decisively, and it's not as simple as pressuring. Having trained under him, Nahum is the closest to me, and I know his character. ”

"Over the years, he has played ruthless tricks, and he has never used it less, but the Yinlu Sect has good talents and the support of the people, how can he say that he can destroy it? Nahum had also been trembling, for fear that the man would suddenly make a move and kill him. Come to think of it, Nahun doesn't taste good when he is a follower. The proprietress said coldly.

No matter how Yi Ren has always been called a national teacher, the proprietress always refers to the word "he" and will never change her words.

"I'm a little confused now," Yi Ren answered: "The national teacher has always done things safely, and never did things that he was not sure of. Since he has the heart to entrust Lan Feng with a heavy responsibility, why does Lan Feng intend to befriend Ban Ming, which is beneficial to the Yin Law Sect? ”

"Could it be that we were wrong?" Yi Ren's voice was low and his vision was distant.

"I'm not sure what to eat right now. Just saw Lan Feng and became the person who was inspired by the gods, and the Grand Commander was also very happy on the stage, presumably they trusted Lan Feng very much. Perhaps, Lan Feng's kid befriended Ban Ming under the guise of a disguise? The proprietress mused.

"You're not going to give them all the Thirteen Treasures, are you?" The proprietress looked sharp, turned around, and asked quickly.

Yi Ren's expression was indifferent, and he replied leisurely: "Don't worry, I left a section, they can't reach the peak." ”

The proprietress was relieved, but she showed a look of disdain and sneered at Yi Ren, which meant that she knew that you were all old foxes.

"There is only one section left, will that girl realize it by herself, break through the restrictions, and complete her cultivation?"

"She's not that smart, and if she had, she would only go mad and ruin herself. I'm measured, don't worry..."Yi Ren said slowly.

That night, after Yi Ren left, the proprietress stood at the top of the tower by herself. Moaned softly: "Heng'er, are you okay?" The land of the demon race is about to change dramatically, haven't you come out to preside over the overall situation? ”

……

Because of the holding of the divine revelation, the old city of Luocheng has also been lively for several days.

After sending away the people from the south, north, south and north, it was more than half a month.

It is still stated that Mingsa has just set off to return to the Shengjing Blue Mansion. For a while, the Grand Commander had not arranged for Lan Feng to contact Xuanji Pavilion to discuss the creation of a magic weapon.

Still said that he would naturally not urge, this kind of thing of being trapped in the whirlpool to make a head bird, he was afraid to avoid it.

In the past few days, there have been more breakthroughs in the cultivation of Minsa and the still stated.

But Minsa became more and more worried, and there was a reason for this worry.

Since the cultivation of the "Thirteen Treasures", it has been more than two months intermittently. On the way to the Yinlu Sect and attend Ban Ming's wedding, Minsa felt that his fingering and internal strength had improved by several levels.

According to the record in the "Thirteen Treasures", this inexplicable increase in internal force is called pulse sense. It is the feeling of communication in the body from the inside out, and according to the records in the legal code, each layer of rhythm and subsection can make the pulse sense rise one step further.

In the days of the Yinlu Sect, on the way back to Shengjing with the rest of the Dharma Sect members, Mingsa had no time to practice the qin, so she could only stare at the code from time to time and ponder, but she also asked her to meditate and comprehend it like this.

After this time the divine revelation was over, he finally returned to the Shengjing Blue Mansion.

After everything went as usual, Minsa practiced the qin again, and found that he had a new kind of texture improvement.

Whenever the rhythm changed and the syllables jumped, she could feel in her body that the veins were hitting and swimming differently, as if to remind her of the need for corresponding changes in fingering.

This kind of improvement is not only from the power of the rhythm played, but also from the understanding of the tacit understanding between herself and the rhythm.

In the past, I just practiced cultivation mechanically, and although I had a little experience, after all, the time was not long. After a period of static understanding, she mastered the essence of the "Thirteen Treasures".

Minsa was pleasantly surprised by this ascension and practiced relentlessly, becoming familiar with this tacit sense of harmony with the rhythm. But a few days later, she was in a predicament.

She recounted with her: "I don't think something is right with this treasure. ”

"What's wrong?"

"I can't tell, but every time I play this last stanza, I always feel like something is holding me back. Every time I played here, my heart was very blocked, and I didn't know how to swim my fingering. ”

"Maybe you're too anxious, in just three months, you can realize so much, it's too fast, and it takes time to digest."

Minsa looked still determined, and only she knew in her heart how real this feeling was. But there is no way to explain it to others.

In Minsa's heart, a firm voice was born: We must clarify this doubt. (To be continued.) )