For a long time in the future, Layue didn't seem to realize her specialness, nor did she realize the teacher's attention to herself, and she still couldn't change the habit of going to Sufu Courtyard.

Before sunrise, Layue had already habitually woken up, received morning food, came to the Sufu Courtyard, and began to clean the courtyard, clean the inner house, boil water and make tea, and do some trivial things for cultivators.

Su Fu continued to enjoy the sun on the rattan chair, or a little drunk, and then returned to his room to take care of his own practice.

Time passed slowly.

In the eyes of other disciples, the matter of cultivation was as if it had nothing to do with the two of them.

It is true that the two of them practiced at night most of the time, and Layue's cultivation also progressed slowly under Su Fu's teaching.

Su Fu felt that in addition to the dregs of the day, the vitality of heaven and earth at night was more refined and pure, and Layue thought the same.

Therefore, few of the outer disciples of the Mingshen Sect saw the two of them practicing, and this matter naturally reached the ears of the teacher.

After that, every morning or afternoon, the teacher would take some free time to visit Su Fu's small courtyard.

As the deacon of the outer gate, he is in charge of many matters, and Su Fu and Layue were brought back by him personally, if something really goes wrong, he really doesn't know how to explain to the peak master above.

After a few days of observation, the brows of the teacher became deeper and deeper.

A few days ago, Su Fu made a move to defeat Gao Lixing, and he had heard of it, although he was a little surprised, his opinion of Su Fu had not changed.

His focus was only on Su Layue, the body of the Heavenly Yuan.

Layue is about to enter the Triple Spirit Realm, but if she does this for Su Fu every day, she is afraid that the realm will also stagnate, so how can he explain to the elders and the master.

Not only in his heart, but also in the hearts of many disciples, they would feel that it was this lazy young man who affected this Tianyuan body.

The teacher is an outer deacon, and the displeasure in his heart will naturally not be expressed.

After a few days of observation, the teacher came directly to Layue's small courtyard and called Layue out to talk alone.

Su Fu just lay in the courtyard and watched quietly.

Reprimands kept coming from outside the hospital.

He didn't deliberately listen, but he also knew what the teacher was expressing.

In fact, even if he couldn't hear it, the tone and emotions of the teacher were deliberately let him hear it.

The meaning of the teacher is that she hopes that she can be self-disciplined and self-aware, or take the initiative to ask to be transferred away from Nanting and stay away from Su Fu.

In this way, Layue can practice diligently and make great progress.

After arriving, with the talent of Tianyuan's body, he may even stand at the top of the Mingshen Sect, and at that time, Su Fu and Su Layue are really people from two worlds.

Originally, the teacher felt that Su Fu had a calm heart, even if his qualifications were mediocre, if he worked hard, he was very likely to enter the breakthrough spirit realm in the future, but this time, it seemed that he was so lazy that he might not even be able to enter the double spirit realm.

He didn't want a Tian Yuan body to be delayed by such a person.

Su Fu was lying on the rattan chair, and when he saw Layue coming back with a gloomy expression, he shook his head helplessly.

He understands his mentor very well, and if it were a different case, he would probably do the same.

How can a practitioner waste his time on these things.

But what Su Fu didn't expect was that after Layue returned to the courtyard, she still finished what she had been doing before, swept the fallen leaves in one place, and piled them up beautifully.

Su Fu opened his eyes, he wanted to know what Layue thought, and asked, "Master Cheng wants you to go to another school?"

Layue hesitated for a while, nodded in response.

Su Fu snorted: "Then why don't you go?"

Layue thought for a long time and said, "As the saying goes, people like to look ahead, and cultivators should do the same, but ...... If it weren't for Childe to rescue me, where would I have a future. ”

Su Fu smiled and nodded, not very satisfied.

In terms of cultivation, I have always paid attention to the desperation of desire and desire in order to reach the highest realm, not to mention the leisure of others, that is, heaven and earth have nothing to do with me, so always remember the past, and there will really be no problems in the future practice?

Su Fu was a little emotional, but in fact, this sentence was also said to himself.

Layue is like this, how can he not, it is very casual to enter the Mingshen Sect, and he always thinks about the past, thinking about the Su family and his father.

What the hell is going on with Mount Kinabalu?

How on earth was my father framed?

"Where are you, if you are really a sword master, how can you leave me so casually?"

Su Fu retracted his gaze and thought like this.

"It's time to make a show. ”

Layue touched her ears embarrassedly.

After all, she was influenced by a few words from her teacher.

She stood in the middle of the courtyard, walking with arrows, her arms seemingly swinging wantonly, but in fact they were as fast as lightning, and the wind was blowing again.

Su Layue is the body of Tianyuan, and her special talent brings her a unique physique, and she is born with strength beyond ordinary people, and every palm is like drawing gold and breaking jade.

Then, her fists grew faster and faster, like a storm, and occasionally there was a burst of air.

That's the ultimate in power.

Su Fu ignored it, closed his eyes, and continued to use his own cultivation power to perceive the supernatural power in his palm.

It wasn't until the sun crossed the mountain peak that Layue finally finished her physical cultivation, beads of sweat appeared on her immature face, and her body was faintly sore.

After stretching her muscles and bones, Layue felt so happy.

Layue looked at Su Fu, who also retreated from his closed eyes, his gaze falling on the jungle.

"It's time to go to the South Pavilion or the Library Pavilion. ”

Su Fu looked at Layue and asked.

Layue smiled and said, "Then let's go to the library pavilion." ”

Those who are familiar with the Mingshen Sect know that the so-called Library Pavilion is only for the disciples of the outer sect to get started, and the really useful things are in the steep places among the peaks, or in the cave heaven blessed land further away.

The library only has ordinary books, as well as some low-level cultivation exercises.

When Su Fu and Layue slowly walked into the library pavilion, they naturally attracted a lot of attention.

Most of the eyes still fell on Layue.

In front of Nan Buplease, the body of Tian Yuan was almost enshrined as a god-like existence in the Ming God Sect.

"Look, that person is the body of Tian Yuan. ”

"No wonder the teacher attaches so much importance to them, and goes to their small courtyard for several days in a row. ”

"It doesn't look unusual, and the aura is far less intense than that of ordinary outer disciples, can such a person be compared to Senior Brother Nan?"

Some people admire it, and naturally some jealous people ridicule it: "Hmph, how can such a person of unknown origin be compared with Senior Brother Nan?"

"That is, if it weren't for the mentor to bring these two people back, the strength of the guy next to him wouldn't even be able to pass the outer door assessment. ”

Layue was a little helpless, looking at Su Fu and smiling bitterly.

Su Fu smiled: "Do you feel that you still don't know how comfortable you are when you are the body of Tianyuan?" ”

Layue nodded: "Yes." ”

"Ignore it. ”

"The sun is always the focus of attention, even if the dark clouds do not disperse, sooner or later it will be seen by the world. ”

Su Fu said: "And the strong, that's it. ”

After saying that, he stopped talking about the topic and quickened his pace towards the inside of the library.