Meng Xi has been a real disciple of Qingyunjian Inner Sect since the day she worshiped under Qinglingzi, except that sometimes Qinglingzi would instruct her on how to cultivate, her usual cultivation homework was not much different from that of other young disciples who had just started.

It's not that Qing Lingzi doesn't want to lock her up and teach her by hand, but her cultivation is too low, and her cultivation qualifications are not good, so she can only be temporarily settled among ordinary disciples.

As soon as the morning class was finished that day, Meng Xi led Tianbao towards the back mountain as usual.

The back mountain has a strong aura, which is very suitable for cultivation.

Ever since Qing Lingzi created a set of exercises for Meng Xi, Meng Xi could feel that his cultivation had obviously improved.

In Qinglingzi's words, Meng Xi's qualifications are not bad, but the tendons in her body are different from ordinary people. In addition, Meng Xi's body was a fragile Shaking Wind White Butterfly, and her soul breath was much weaker than that of the naturally conceived gods, so the ordinary cultivation exercises were useless to her.

After obtaining this set of exercises, Meng Xi practiced diligently, and now he has touched the bottleneck of the three propylene spirit gods, and his promotion is just around the corner.

"Senior sister, junior sister, former junior sister! Wait for me! A childish child's voice came from behind his ears, and Meng Xi turned around and saw a familiar child, who was Luo Ziyi, who he hadn't seen for many days.

He was still wearing a white robe, but his neatly coiled hair was a little loose and messy at this time, his eyes were bloodshot, and there was a thick black blue under his eyes, as if he hadn't slept for many days.

Looking at his funny appearance, Meng Xi couldn't help but cover his mouth and laugh.

Luo Ziyi looked at this tall and beautiful woman with a resentful look, and her small mouth was flattened into a curve.

Seeing that she didn't stop laughing at all, Luo Ziyi said helplessly: "Senior sister, can you stop laughing." ”

Meng Xi hurriedly suppressed his smile, but his clear eyes were still full of smiles.

Seeing that Xiao Tong was still looking at him with resentment, Meng Xiren smiled and said, "Senior brother, why did you make yourself look like this, didn't you secretly wipe your senior sister's rouge and get beaten?" ”

When Luo Ziyi heard this, he instantly remembered that he was young and ignorant when he first started, and he was instigated by his senior brothers to steal his sister's rouge gouache, but he was caught by his senior sister on the spot and beaten into a red-faced panda.

He gritted his teeth and said, "You little girl, it's only been a long time since you got started, and you have learned to tease your senior brother, you should fight!" After that, he made the appearance that he was going to beat Meng Xi.

Looking at the funny boy who was trying to put on a fierce face, Meng Xi couldn't help but laugh again. But she knew that this little boy had a good face, so she pretended to be afraid of being beaten and begged for mercy: "Good brother, I was wrong, can you not beat me." ”

When Luo Ziyi saw her like this, her heart was much more comfortable, so she withdrew her hand and complained: "You conscienceless little girl, it's not your fault that I became like this, senior brother!" ”

Meng Xi said with a smile: "Okay, it's me." I don't know how I hurt my senior brother, and I ask my senior brother to make it clear. ”

As soon as she heard this, Luo Ziyi knew that she didn't believe it, so she said angrily: "It's not that little doll Mingyun, he obviously wants you to take it, but your master went to find the great elder and said that you want to cultivate, and you don't have time to take the baby, so the little guy in Mingyun was sent to us." You don't know, this doll has a big temper, and no one is allowed to touch it, and the great elder remembered that I had hugged him once in the main hall, so he summoned me into the temple to take care of the little doll. It's only been a little over a month, and I've become like this, look, look! He pointed to his face as he spoke, aggrieved.