......

Qin Wuregret and Shao Mo were chatting awkwardly, while Lu Duhuan was watching him chatting awkwardly with relish.

She thought the two of them were so interesting, and the conversation between them was like this-

"Is the trip to the medicine realm going well?"

"Shun!"

"It's okay if it goes well, can I get some of it?"

"Yes!"

"It's good to have some gains, and can you improve your cultivation?"

"Enter!"

"It's good to improve, don't delay your cultivation. ”

"Good!"

"On the way of cultivation, after all, the only reliable thing is oneself, and the junior and disciple must not slack off in cultivation. ”

"Good!"

"You have just come back from training, and this time the master will definitely be tested for you, so you should be prepared. ”

"Hmm!"

“......”

“......”

One is that the general director of education is caring about and understanding the dual health problems of students, and the other is a student who is trying to fool the director's question and answer questions, and the double skills of cherishing words like gold + conciseness are opened to the extreme, and every reply is so embarrassing that they want to cut out three bedrooms and one living room on the spot, and the problem is that these two people can still talk.

It's so funny to watch, Lu Duanhuan almost couldn't hold back her laughter, she deeply felt that these two people could definitely make their debut in a two-person cross talk or something.

Fortunately, the main hall is not far away, and it won't be long before the three of Lu Duhuan will go to the main hall, otherwise Shao Mo and Qin Wuregret will have to continue to talk awkwardly, at this time, not only is Qingxiao sitting in the main hall, but even Lu Duhuan's master Bi Xing is actually there.

The handsome black-haired young man in the blue robe, leaning back against the pillar with a slight leaning back, one leg bent on the stool, his right hand propped up on the railing, stretched out the index finger of his left hand and hooked it elegantly towards Lu Qianhuan.

Lu Duhuan looked at this scene, stunned, and after coming back to his senses, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, although her master was not in tune, she was also a little poor, and she obviously had no talent for making talismans, but she didn't have a correct self-awareness, the rest were pretty good, especially this Yan, who was still very strong, worthy of being a reincarnation sword master who was famous for his beauty in the cultivation world, and he was really as clear as the sun and the moon, and he couldn't snatch his light.

Sitting next to him was the head of the boss Qingxiao, whose face was as clear as a carving, and the corners of his mouth were curvature, as if he was smiling, as if he was about to unfold a fan-shaped statistical chart on his face in the next second, he raised his eyes to look at the three people who entered the main hall.

Lu Qianhuan and the three of them all lowered their eyebrows and lowered their heads, respectfully saluted the two people in the hall, and shouted in unison:

"I've seen the master in charge. ”

"I've seen the Sect Leader Bixing Sword Venerable. ”

After the greetings of several people fell, their eyes fell on the floor in the shape of a pillar.

Bi Xing has always been unruly, his robe sleeves flicked, and he lazily said to Lu Qianhuan: "Dear my apprentice, come and sit here for the teacher, and tell the teacher that your trip to the medicine realm is going well, if it doesn't go well, let the teacher be happy." ”

Qin has no regrets: "......"

Shao Mo: "......"

Lu Qianhuan: "......"

Master, are you the devil?!

Lu Qianhuan took several deep breaths in a row, and finally swallowed a greeting of "my day" back into his stomach, hung his head slightly, revealing an elegant and white neck, and his voice revealed a faint protest, "Master Hui, I disappointed you, I am ...... Doing good deeds day and night to accumulate virtue, so in this trip to the medicine realm with Senior Brother Shao, I have gained a lot, and this time I returned to the sect to retreat, waiting to break through the realm of Yudan. ”

Hearing this, the two people in the main hall glanced at each other, and quietly used their divine sense to detect the cultivation of the next two people, and they had indeed reached the perfection of foundation building, and their spiritual power was strong and pure, and the realm was stable, without the slightest sign of vanity, was it really worthy of being born with a sword heart and a born sword bone? At such an age, the cultivation has reached the point where most people do not reach, the swordsman, the blade of the heart, can also be killed, can also be protected, although their sword cultivation is not re-cultivated to the realm, and the heavy sword intention of the sword heart of the sword, but the improvement of the realm can also make the sword cultivation have a deeper understanding of the sword, with the understanding of the sword and the aura cultivation to break the barrier of the realm.

Some people are indeed favored by heaven and have the quality of heaven.

......

Qingxiao raised his eyebrows, turned his gaze to Shao Mo and Lu Duhuan, and said slowly: " It seems that you have indeed gained a good harvest on this trip, but after more than a month, your cultivation has reached the perfection of the foundation, and the realm is stable, and there is no sign of vanity, but the two of you must not be complacent, sword cultivation, regardless of the level of talent, regardless of the strength of the understanding, regardless of the depth of potential, after all, in terms of strength, among the peers, your cultivation may be better than many people, but the cultivation world is so big, there are still many people who are stronger than you, if you want to go further in the way of the sword, get a glimpse of the mystery of the higher realm, you need to maintain a humble heart at all times, can you know?"

Lu Duhuan and Shao Mo both nodded seriously.

Bi Xing held his chin in his hand, squinted at this scene, and chuckled, "Qingxiao, you see that you scared my dear disciples, this little face is stiff." ”

Lu Qianhuan: "......"

Shut up, no one thinks you're a little talky, forget it, or you'd better kill the teacher directly.

"Dear to my disciple, it seems that this trip you have not only improved your cultivation, but also have a lot of opportunities, as a teacher, the flame on your eyebrows is not like a mortal thing, but your appearance is still quite set against this unique flame. Bi Xing's eyes swept over Lu Duanhuan's fair face, and then the figure flashed, and the person was already in front of Lu Duhuan, and the flame in the center of her eyebrows was lit through the sleeves, and the soft spiritual power of her fingertips was like warm water, soaking into Lu's limbs from the center of her eyebrows, and instantly melted her thoughts of wanting to kill the teacher into a gentle village.

After seeing that the flame in Lu Duhuan's eyebrows was indeed harmless, he withdrew his fingers, sat lazily and sat back in his original position, supporting his chin with one hand, while the other hand bent his fingers, knocking on the table again and again.

Qingxiao Palm Sect also noticed the flame at the center of Lu Qianhuan's eyebrows, but after seeing Bi Xing come forward to check, he sat back unhurriedly, and knew that the flame was not harmful to the human body.

It was a personal chance, so he didn't ask much.

Instead, he suggested to the two of them about preparing for the retreat, "The two of you have strong spiritual power and a stable realm, so you don't need to rush into retreat, from now on, in addition to fixing your cultivation every day, you will only do one thing, and that is sword splitting. ”

Lu Qianhuan: "......"

She's been chopping for two years, and she hasn't chopped enough?!

Qingxiao Sect Leader didn't notice Lu Qianhuan's indescribable expression, and continued to speak: "The two of you are still lacking in the way of the sword, although the cultivation has come up, but the way of the sword and the sword intent have not kept up, from the next step, until a year later, you will swing the sword at least ten thousand times a day, until it becomes your instinct, faster than your divine sense." ”

Lu Qianhuan: "......"