"You're so strange, you don't really want to become a cultivator, right?" Ning En had always been very curious about Yun Qianhan, who was assigned to his courtyard, this new little junior sister didn't like to talk much, and she was arrogant and unsociable.

is like a piece of wood, but as long as it has something to do with the problem of cultivating immortals, she is more attentive than anyone else.

For example, the current inner door elder class, although there are only three classes a month, but none of the elders are willing to lower their status to give lectures, and they generally let their disciples replace them, and some of the disciples are not willing to come, so they let other people and even slaves come to perfunctory, and the quality of the course is like the sea of Ehai - it is all water.

Yun Qianhan smiled and said firmly: "I don't want to become a cultivator, but to become a cultivator, I want to cultivate immortals." ”

"I'm obedient~" Ning En couldn't help but let out a series of laughs, with a hint of mockery in his tone: "Who doesn't know that cultivating immortals is just to make their lives better, but what about your thoughts...... It's pretty bold. ”

"I know. Yun Qianhan understood that at the moment, she was not even a disciple of the outer sect, and it was not easy to cultivate immortals, but she had a reason to do so.

Ning En obviously didn't believe Yun Yi's words, and said perfunctorily: "Yes, yes, you know, you know that you are still doing useless work here!"

In order to expand their influence in the world, many sects will show their magical powers, the most common of which is to recruit protégés, the number of them has come up, and then in the haystack to choose apprentices, apprentices are divided into inner and outer doors, the outer door can learn the practice of cultivating immortals, and the inner door can follow a fixed master to obtain the true inheritance.

And Yun Qianhan is just a protégé now, responsible for carrying water for the outer disciples, saying that cultivating immortals is indeed too far away.

Seeing Ning En say this, Yun Qianhan didn't continue to refute anything, and once again quickened his pace, walking in the direction of the Confucius Hall, as if convincing Ning En, he said, "If you can't even do this little thing, how can you cultivate immortals?"

Ning En's little face collapsed when he heard this, and he muttered: "I just came to be a protégé for myself to marry in the future, and for the family to be able to take the big boat of the Medicine Sect, not to mention anything else, cultivating immortals pays attention to talent, even if you work hard, you have to wait until after the test, you don't have to be in such a hurry." ”

"A little can be heard, a little is a little. Yun Qianhan's pace quickened, and he returned to the state of trotting again, leaving Ning En behind and disappearing at the end of the path after a short time.

Ning En saw that he couldn't say it, and he didn't want to listen to the physical fitness class, so he followed behind, and after seeing that Yun Qianhan disappeared, he let himself go even more, and went with the other party, as slow as he could.

Just as she was staring at a weed on the side of the road, thinking about whether it could be used for medicine, Yun Qianhan miraculously appeared in front of her again, and Ning En wondered, "Didn't you go to the class? Why did you come back?"

Yun Qianhan's face twitched the corners of his mouth unnaturally, and he whispered under the burning eyes of the little senior sister: "Master said that I won't have this class today." ”

"Hmph! I don't even want to be perfunctory," Ning En shook his head with a look of hatred for iron and steel, and pretended to sigh deeply: "This is not to listen to the old man's words and suffer a loss in front of me, so I said not to come to class." ”

Yun Qianhan listened a little disappointed, she knew that her master might not go to class, but she was still lucky, she wanted to hear what the immortal cultivator was all about, and she didn't want to pounce.

"Alright, alright," Ning En couldn't get used to her depressed appearance, and pulled her to the accommodation: "You pick your water well, and when the test is over, as long as you have a spiritual root, at least an outer disciple." ”