As Mo Lan thought, Lu Fei showed off with Shen Jiang, a single fire spirit root qualification, no worse than Mo Lan's water spirit root, and in line with his own practice of exercises, he is really a good heir, and the key is to fall in love with himself. Lu Fei thought that he would definitely bring the head junior brother here to show his face, but what he didn't expect was that he, a junior disciple who could only practice, would have the day to accept apprentices.

Ye Yiqing was still in his gazebo, but it was already night, and the stars seemed to be dotted on the top of the gazebo.

Seeing that everyone took a few people into the pavilion with a wave of their hands, Ye Yiqing at this time looked like a master with his hands on his back, not at all like Mo Lan's graceful appearance when he went to apprentice, the difference was quite large, which made Mo Lan a little contemptible.

But after all, it was his own master, watching Shen Jiang respectfully give Ye Yiqing a gift, Ye Yiqing Ye rewarded a space to give, and then the old and the young left with a smile, Mo Lan began to question whether he was a cheap apprentice who picked up, and asked Ye Yiqing: "Master, the apprentice also wants a reward, why does Shen Jiang have it, but the apprentice doesn't," After speaking, he blinked vigorously, with a very cute expression.

"Do you want to?" Ye Yiqing's words turned into a lazy tone, "Then you have to tell the master, how do you know you want it if you don't say it, you stupid boy." After speaking, he reached out and poked Mo Lan's head.

Mo Lan was speechless, so she had to talk about her abnormality when she was cultivating, and described Ye Yiqing in great detail.

"You said that every time you run a week, the meridians of the place where the aura passes through will be extremely painful?" Ye Yiqing listened to Mo Lan's narration and secretly pondered for a while.

"You yourself are the face of an early death, and for some reason you are still healthy at this age, and it is very likely that it is because your luck has been taken away by your body, so you have no luck on the path of cultivation. ”

"What do you mean, master, I don't understand too much. ”

"In short, you are targeted by God, and the more you want to practice, the more God will not let you, and it will be difficult for you to practice, unlike other people, not only will it come naturally, but it will be a kind of enjoyment. Ye Yiqing groped for it and continued: "Disciple, your path of cultivation is a hundred times more difficult than others, a thousand times, every time you are diligent, you will be even more painful." ”

"I see. Mo Lan muttered to herself, she didn't expect her body to be rejected by the way of heaven in this way, what she said was against the sky, it was really empty talk, even the first step was so difficult, who could say what would happen in the future. Mo Lan's mouth was pursed into a line, and her whole temperament seemed to collapse.

"Wake up!" Ye Yiqing suddenly scolded loudly, grabbing Mo Lan back to reality. "Do you want to give up on the path of truth?" he asked.

"Without a master, I'm just unwilling. Maybe in the future, the apprentice will only drag down the master and make the master laugh. Mo Lan said to Ye Yiqing with a miserable smile, tears flashing in her eyes.

"So what?" Ye Yiqing has never been the master of looking at other people's faces. "What about your courage yesterday, how come you are so cowardly after only one day?"

"I didn't!" Mo Lan shook her head again and again, silently clenched her fists, and asked as if she remembered something: "Master, what is luck?"

"Qi luck? This is very metaphysical, and when you really step into the ranks of cultivators, you will know what luck is. Ye Yiqing put his hands behind his back again, looking like he was teaching: "You are not even a rookie bird now, the more you know, the more unfavorable it will be to your cultivation." ”

"Okay, you can go back to the cave with me directly, from today onwards, you will be with me in your cultivation, food, and lodging. Yun Ji, clean up the cave for me" Ye Yiqing gave an order, and he didn't know where Yun Ji suddenly appeared, and said "yes" to the two of them, and then left.

"Master, what kind of cultivation is Sister Yun Ji?" Seeing Yun Ji, Mo Lan thought of herself again, a master who made people cry and laugh, and she didn't seem to say what level her cultivation is, she only knows the Qi cultivation period, and there are only ten layers, and it is also divided into Qi Cultivation Great Perfection. I don't know what class is going up there.

"Huh, I didn't say that?" Ye Yiqing tilted his head and thought about it, as if he really hadn't told his cheap apprentice about the cultivation class.

So he said calmly: "The cultivation of Yunji's foundation building period, in our cultivation realm, cultivators are divided into four classes: Qi training, foundation building, Jindan, and Yuanying. Your master and I are monks in the Yuan Infant Period, and at the beginning of the foundation building period, we will not divide it into one layer and two layers, but only talk about the early stage, the middle stage, and the late stage. In the same way, your master and I are cultivators in the late Yuan Infant period. ”

"Oh, I understand, master, thank you, master. Mo Lan nodded vigorously, and then felt the wind blowing in front of him, and he came to the bottom of the thick tree yesterday, and then was led into the cave by Ye Yiqing.

Mo Lan doesn't like others to sign her, it's not hypocrisy, it's completely cleanliness. originally wanted to break free, but he was afraid that Ye Yiqing would not be happy that a child would lose his temper and talk about himself, so he simply let him lead him away.

After a while, the two of them came to Ye Yiqing's cave mansion, and what surprised Mo Lan again was that Yun Ji had prepared a lot of things for himself before and put them in the position of leaning against the spiritual spring. And his master seems to only have a stone bed, a pu mat, and such a simple furnishings. It makes Mo Lan's furniture look out of place.

Mo Lan didn't know what to say, so she could only remain silent.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm used to simplicity as a teacher, your furniture has brought a lot of novelty to the cave, it's best if you like it." Ye Yiqing said heartlessly, and in a blink of an eye, he went to the stone bed to meditate and practice

Mo Lan was fortunate to keep silent.

"You go to bed first, and I'll wake you up tomorrow. After Ye Yiqing finished speaking, he closed his eyes.

Mo Lan thought about it, didn't ink, took off her shoes and climbed into the bed and wrapped herself in a soft quilt, as soon as she lay in, she felt that her eyelids were fighting, and the whole person was sleepy, plus the bed and quilt were extremely soft, Mo Lan fell asleep in a groggy way.

In her sleep, Mo Lan dreamed that she was sitting on the shoulders of a huge clay figure, and wherever she pointed, the man waved his hand, swung his fist, and swept away where she pointed.

Mo Lan also dreamed that she was now on a huge fairy sword, followed by many familiar people who couldn't be named. Facing a group of people covered in golden light, the two sides fought in the past.

Mo Lan also dreamed a lot, and the dreams seemed to be chaotic with fragments of memory, which made her frown in her sleep.

Ye Yiqing, who was meditating, seemed to feel something, opened his eyes and looked at Mo Lan's position, and closed his eyes thoughtfully.