Wen Cha was silent and didn't speak, Xiaomi was a little anxious, "Master, will you?" ”

"No, it won't." Wen Cha turned around and looked at him earnestly, "I won't be a teacher." ”

Xiaomi's heart trembled when she looked at her, and her eyes lowered, "What the master said is true?" ”

"What is true?" Wen Cha smiled: "Is it true to be like a real person in the South China Sea?"

"The inner demon is the obstacle of the Great Dao, and it is doomed to death." Xiaomi said firmly.

Wen Cha looked straight into his eyes, "If I have such a demon, I will not treat him like a real person in the South China Sea." ”

The corners of Xiaomi's mouth twitched for a moment before he said, "The higher the cultivation, the more serious the influence of the heart demons will be, and sooner or later."

Wen Cha asked, "Do you want the master to become like that?"

"I don't want to," Xiaomi said without thinking: "I just want the master to be happy, and the rest is not to think about anything else."

"That's enough." Wen Cha glanced at him deeply, "You once asked if you have to be immortal as a teacher, and you can answer you now that you are immortal like a real person in the South China Sea, and you would rather be a teacher." ”

Xiaomi's eyes were red for a moment, and then they drooped again, "The master is about to get married, and he hasn't reached the Mahayana period yet, so naturally don't worry, what if it's okay?" ”

"It's okay to do a casual practice and travel all over the world."

Xiaomi was stunned and looked at Wen Cha in disbelief, "Is this true?" ”

"Cultivators, don't dare to speak."

"But ......"

"No, but."

Wen Cha nodded Xiaomi's nose, "You are still young now, and you don't understand the importance of commitment to cultivators, so if you say no, you won't, let's go out." ”

"Master," Xiaomi suddenly took her hand and whispered, "Disciple believes in you."

The corners of Wen Cha's mouth raised slightly, revealing a faint smile, "Just believe me." ”

The two held hands and walked out towards the road they came, and when they swam to the lake and saw the vultures competing for food, Wen Cha was a little puzzled, why are there so many fierce beast corpses in the lake after this half of the day?

"He must have been killed by a passerby." Xiaomi guessed.

Wen Cha didn't believe his words, but he didn't dig deeper, and after taking millet ashore, he breathed a sigh of relief after not finding the figure of the fire-winged tiger around, "Let's go back to the cave to cultivate." ”

Millet naturally agreed, and the two returned to the cave for a few days, then went around the forest and continued northward, collecting a lot of good things along the way, and finally found a spiritual vein on a small ridge.

Wen Cha didn't have the idea of taking things for himself, and after digging a lot of spirit stones with millet and packing them, he continued to move forward, meeting demon beasts along the way, fighting if he could, and running away if he couldn't.

January time flies, and the day before leaving, Wen Cha counted the good things in her Qiankun bag, which were worth more than what she had spent in Lingyunzong over the years, and she divided the things into two parts, one in her Qiankun bag and one in Xiaomi's Qiankun bag.

Xiaomi looked at her puzzled, "Master's things, why do you want your disciple to keep them?" ”

"Keep it for a few days on behalf of the master, and when you return to the sect, you don't need to keep it."

Xiaomi was puzzled, "Could it be that these things are so peculiar?" ”

Wen Cha was embarrassed: "Stuffed in your pocket, it will be your master's whole belongings in the future, but you have to keep it."

"That's right," Mi curled his eyes, "the disciple must take care of it for the master." ”

"That's pretty much it."

Before the closure of the South China Sea Secret Realm on the second day, all the surviving disciples came out one after another, for fear of being sealed inside.

Wen Cha also followed the crowd out, and at a glance saw the second senior brother Zhong Ling waiting outside the secret country.

Zhong Ling greeted him with a joyful smile, "Senior sister, can you gain anything from lying here?" ”

Wen Cha swept his Qiankun bag and smiled, "Thanks to Senior Brother's blessing, the harvest is not small." ”

Zhong Ling didn't blush, and said sincerely: "Congratulations to junior sister."

Wen Cha nodded, and stood at the bow of the boat with him and waited for someone, and in a moment, many disciples wearing Lingyun Sect's clothes walked out, all of them were embarrassed, but they were smiling, and they seemed to have some chances.

Before the closure of the South China Sea Secret Realm, of the fifty disciples, only thirty-six returned to the ship, and the whereabouts of fourteen were self-evident.

The two waited at the bow of the boat for half an hour, and found that no disciples came, so Zhong Ling turned the bow of the boat and embarked on the return journey.

The journey was unimpeded, and after arriving at Lingyun Sect, Wen Cha went to see Lingyun Zhenren alone.

Lingyun Zhenren was still meditating on the bed like she had seen him for the first time, and Shi Shiran opened her eyes when she saw her come in.

Lingyun Zhenren is more than four hundred years old, but the male cultivator who is hundreds of years old in the cultivation realm is still much younger than ordinary people, this time, his eyes are not cloudy, he looked at Wen Cha lightly, and said, "You are back."

Wen Cha walked up to him and knelt down on one knee, "Fifty disciples, only thirty-six have returned, please punish the master." ”

"It's none of your business," Ling Yun Zhenren sighed, "It's all their creation, what does it have to do with you?" ”

Wen Cha didn't get up, and said in a low voice: "It's the disciple who doesn't take care of it."

Ling Yun Zhenren was noncommittal, his eyes deepened for a moment, "On weekdays, you don't drill the horns like today, what happened?" ”

Wen Cha was silent for a moment, then untied the Qiankun bag from his waist and offered it with both hands, "Master, do you remember this?" ”

Ling Yun Zhenren has a good memory, "This is the first gift you gave to your teacher when you went up the mountain. ”

Wen Cha said lightly: "In this Qiankun bag, there are all things that the disciple found in the secret realm of the South China Sea, there are spirit stone medicinal materials, secret books and demon pills, the disciple will give them to the sect now, please accept them."

Ling Yun Zhenren didn't expect her to come here, and was a little surprised, "You kid, how can you give such a big gift as a teacher when you go out?" ”

"Master, do you remember what you said when you took your disciples up the mountain?"

Lingyun Zhenren was stunned, and he couldn't remember what he had said.

Wen Cha reminded: "You made a promise to your disciple before your disciple apprenticeship, can you remember it?"

Speaking of that promise, Ling Yun Zhenren looked at Wen Cha in disbelief, and his face sank, "What do you mean by this?" ”

"The disciple begged the master to fulfill his promise."

Ling Yun Zhenren got up from the bed, moved his real anger, and said angrily: "You want to leave the sect?"

"Disciple still remembers what you said," Wen Cha raised his head and looked at him unhurriedly, "You said, after I worship you as a teacher, I can follow you to the sect, but if I have remorse, I can also leave the sect in the future and set up my own door." ”

"I did say such a thing," after the shock, Ling Yun Zhenren calmed down a little, "But I didn't expect that you had been fighting this idea all along, you left at this time, where did you put the sect's cultivation of you for so many years?" ”

"The contents of this Qiankun bag can offset the resources that the disciple has enjoyed over the years, as for the grace of cultivation...... "Wen Cha said unhurriedly: "You should have never had a disciple like me."

After saying this, Wen Cha stood up, bowed to Lingyun Zhenren, turned around and left.

How could Ling Yun Zhenren let her go like this, and stopped in front of her in an instant, "I don't agree with this matter." ”

"I didn't ask for your consent," Wen Cha said unhurriedly, "I'm just here to inform you."