Chapter 242: Fourth Disciple Ning Ruhong

Another long camera spirit on the side, also a thin boy dressed in gray, took the initiative to speak.

"I heard that it's gone if you cut your face, and it's still very dangerous!"

Mingzhen was silent for a moment.

The level of medical care here is so poor.

She thought about it and recruited the Cheng family to take care of it.

Let them go and post a doctor's notice, someone can treat the little girl's face, and she will ...... Reward one mentoring or acceptance as a registered disciple.

She glanced in the direction of the mountain gate.

Then turn back.

The little girl known as the flower face is still blank.

"Do you have any other names?" Mingzhen asked the little girl.

Hua Yan looked up blankly, her big eyes were dark, and she looked at Ming Zhen for a while before she lowered her head:

"Ning Ruhong, my name is Ning Ruhong!"

"Ning Ruhong, Ruhong? Good name! Ming Zhen praised the little girl who looked less than ten years old.

looked at the little girl who gradually had a little light in her eyes.

She smiled again and said:

"Rainbow, rainbow after the rain, the meaning is good, see the rainbow after the wind and rain, very good! From now on, you will be my fourth disciple! ”

On a whim, Ming Zhen decided.

Seeing the little girl's shocked and beautifully shaped eyes, Ming Zhen no longer hesitated about this decision.

Reached out and touched the top of her head.

"Call Master!"

Mingshui knew before that this little girl was an orphan, fatherless and motherless.

It's been about two years since I wandered to town.

There are still a lot of poor and weak people in this town, and in the dilapidated mountain temple outside the town, there are more than 20 old and weak beggars of all sizes.

Except for those who died of illness, few died of starvation.

As a woman, she naturally pities girls more, especially the little girl who is currently orphaned without a father and mother, and has a dead silence all over her body when she first sees her.

When Mingshui consciousness is the mainstay, he attaches a little importance to this little girl.

It also heals.

But he didn't feel so pity and sigh when Ming Zhen saw it directly at this moment.

The little girl who has no family, I hope she can really see the rainbow after the wind and rain, and the future is bright.

Gently touching her dry yellow hair, she waited for a while, and then heard the little girl's voice call out softly, with a crying voice.

Mingzhen ignored the envious and jealous eyes of the other children around her.

Girls are the few of these orphans.

Among the able-bodied orphans that the three apprentices gathered in the surrounding towns, only one girl over the age of 5 was Ning Ruhong, and two were under the age of 5.

Among the boys, there are basically no good physiques.

There was only one ruthless boy named Bamboo.

The reason is that she also knows that she is not the only one who has the idea of taking in orphans and cultivating them as disciples of the sect.

Those who are talented and good-looking have basically been picked out a long time ago.

That's why she said that the 12-year-old boy Bamboo with medium roots and the 9-year-old Ning Ruhong were the leaks she picked up, and she didn't know how the former escaped the previous selection.

But now how did Ning Ruhong, the little girl of her fourth disciple, escape.

Looking at her face, she can also guess a thing or two.

Glancing at the boy named Bamboo, the child's eyes flashed with envy, but there was no jealousy, which made Ming Zhen a little satisfied.

However, she has already received one, and the other does not want to accept it for the time being.

Her thoughts were.

Let her apprentice take it.

Anyway, she is already an ancestor, and the selection of the second-generation disciples, in addition to the eye edge, at least has to be of the highest quality.

Ming Zhen thought while handing over the new apprentice to the third apprentice's daughter-in-law.

Seeing that the new apprentice was reluctant to look back at her from time to time, not wanting to leave her little appearance, Ming Zhen smiled at her and nodded: "Take care of it with your sister-in-law!" ”

Disciples, disciples, the identity should be clear.

A disciple is the kind of outer disciple who does not have a unified introduction to the cultivation of basic exercises without an apprentice.

From among them, those with outstanding mental talents are selected as disciples.

When the outer disciples are older, they will arrange to handle the miscellaneous logistics of the sect, which is also part of the sect, and they can also be allowed to return home.

The future is also part of the periphery.

Ming Zhen went to communicate with the three disciples for a while, gave him instructions on his exercises, and then went back to the house to meditate and deduce the exercises.

A sect requires more than one set of exercises.

Mental techniques, external skills, martial arts, secret arts, etc.

It is also necessary to divide basic and advanced exercises, so that ordinary level disciples can cultivate step by step.

Mingshui's identity is busy.

Half a day, glide through with ease.

When Ming Zhen woke up and looked at the modern house layout, there were still ideas about the deduction of the exercises and the sect in her mind.

Ming Zhen glanced at the time, it was quite early.

It's past four o'clock in the morning.

She was a little puzzled, why did she wake up so early?

At this time, the communication terminal on the wrist flashes again.

Silent, but flashed a few times.

Mingzhen took a look and noticed that there was a recurring urgent mission, which was probably what made her wake up early.

Urgent tasks are not prescriptive.

But it was only sent to a strong person above four stars, Ming Zhen groaned for a few seconds, took care of himself, and flew towards the task coordinates with the knife box on his shoulder.

Missions within the city.

A hospital is currently isolated by space forces.

The isolation of the hospital by space forces is not a big part of what attracts Minzhen.

What attracted her was:

"Why is Uncle Yao here?" The full name of the mission is, to rescue the six-star treatment Master Yao who is trapped in the hospital, Ming Zhen frowned.

I hurried over without slowing down.

At the same time, I communicated with Ming's father in the cave about the situation of the isolation space.

[It is not only the shadow power that can isolate the space, the space in the current reality is extremely unstable, and it is easy to have overlapping gaps in space, etc., which also makes it difficult to meet the standards of the most stable technology......]

Mingzhen looked at the city in the dark, the lights were bright.

While flying in mid-air, he asked his father strangely:

[Dad, you haven't told me yet, you used to be extraordinary, why do you know so much? 】

Ming Liang fell silent for a moment.

Ming Zhen looked at the location of the central hospital in the mission description, and stopped to observe very nervously, while asking Ming Dad:

[Won't you tell me again that you have amnesia, so you don't remember it, do you?] 】

Ming Liang sighed.

[It may have been known before the amnesia, or it could have been ...... Okay, go find that Master Yao, didn't he help you a lot? 】

Minvera pursed her lips.

Maybe it's something, but it's only half said.

[Uncle Yao is very powerful, even if he is just a healer, his six-star combat power is extraordinary, I'll go see what the situation is! ] 】

Ming Zhen wasn't very worried about Yao Bai's safety.

However, since she is here, it is impossible to ignore Uncle Yao's trapping.

While chatting with Ming's father in her consciousness, Ming Zhen drew her knife and slashed at a spatial fluctuation area in the induction!

Sou!

Rumble!!

The space power rolled up, but it couldn't resist Mingzhen's full force.

The space rippled apart, and Ming Zhen strode in.

In front of him was a strange and desolate area of strange space, a cloud of white light enveloped the countless people in one area, and on the other side, the darkness was full of weirdness.

Black and white.

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