Chapter 98

Due to Wen Tian's sudden epiphany, he broke through.

As Wentian's master, Song Chichi could only stay to protect Wentian's Dharma.

When cultivating, it is most taboo to be disturbed, and it is easy to go mad, but Song Chichi looked at the apprentice in front of him, and now he felt a deep sigh.

This kind of talent that can suddenly have an epiphany and break through anytime and anywhere, how dangerous it will be for her apprentice in the future.

She thought carefully about what she had just said, she really didn't say anything very reasonable just now, how could her apprentice be able to break through after hearing this?

Song Chichi touched his head and muttered, "So...... Am I going to prepare a chicken soup for the soul? ”

It seems to be really good!

And she didn't have to play herself, she directly made a small wood carving, and she thought about the chicken soup for the soul in front of Wen Tian when she was fine...... Is it possible to break through?

The more Song Chichi thought about it, the more she felt that this was feasible, and she wanted to protect Wentian left and right, so she simply sat on the ground, took out the tools from the Qiankun bag and sat up the small wood carving.

This protector was protected until late at night.

Xie Yuanke in the Heavenly Tower observed that Song Chichi also observed late at night.

To prove whether a 'ghost' is worth believing or not, you have to start from the details.

Xie Yuanke had this kind of thought, he knew that Song Chi didn't know that he and Yun Chaoci were secretly staring at her, so it was a good opportunity to observe her.

Seeing that Song Chichi not only did not irresponsibly leave Wentian and leave, but even dutifully stayed by Wentian's side and quietly gave him the Dharma.

Looking at this alone, Xie Yuanke felt that Song Chichi was a very good ghost.

"Chaoci, you can rest assured now, right?"

Xie Yuanke said: "You see, although she is not human, she is kind-hearted, and she is even more patient with her disciples, I believe that this alone is stronger than many human beings, people are good and bad, and ghosts naturally have them, I believe that if we keep her, we will definitely make Tianxuanmen better." ”

Yun Chaoci looked at Song Chichi, who was silently doing small wood carvings outside the Heavenly Tower, from afternoon to late at night, her face did not show any impatience, she was not pretending.

He was silent for a moment and said softly, "Tianxuanmen, you are in charge." ”

The implication is that Xie Yuanke has the final say, and he said that he wants to stay, so he has no opinion.

Xie Yuanke knew what he meant, that is, he didn't mind the identity of the other party as a 'ghost' for the time being.

He laughed, "I really didn't expect them to be ghosts...... No wonder she doesn't have any aura on her body at all, but she can suppress that thousand-year-old ghost to death, and it seems that this girl's level is not weak. ”

On top of that, as a ghost, she was also able to teach Wentian to cultivate.

Xie Yuanke sighed: "It seems that when this girl was not dead before she was alive, she must have been a very powerful monk." ”

Hearing this, Yun Chaoci glanced at him with complicated eyes.

Xie Yuanke: "Huh? Did I say something wrong? ”

“…… No. Yun Chaoci said, his white hair was blown up by the wind, and his blue and white clothes made his complexion even fairer, and he couldn't help but add a sentence for a while: "Wentian has a good talent." ”

He himself has good talent and strong comprehension, and he doesn't have much to do with the master......

Xie Yuanke said: "Yes, Wen Tian's talent is indeed good, plus there is such a powerful master to teach him, he will definitely be able to become the first person in the younger generation of monks in the future!" ”

Yun Chaoci: "......"

Xie Yuanke: "You said I was right, right?" ”

Yun Chaoci: "......"

It's all said that it doesn't have much to do with Master.

Yun Chaoci pursed his lips and glanced at Xie Yuanke's small eyes eager for recognition.

After a while, he replied expressionlessly: "...... Maybe. ”