"Huh?" Mingyu Zhenren squinted at Jia Jia, his eyes did not distinguish between joy and anger, he was already tall, and he had a sense of superiority towards the petite Jia Jia.

It's just that the Jia Jia he faced didn't seem to be so cooperative, raising his chin and pursing his lips, but he refused to lose at all, looking at Mingyu Zhenren, the firmness in his eyes was self-evident.

After a long time, Mingyu Zhenren finally lowered his chin, no longer held his head high, and looked a little more friendly than Fang Cai, and sighed: "The eyes are really the same pair of master and apprentice." ”

Who is this master and apprentice talking about, Jia Jia knew very well in her heart, and said lightly: "I am a disciple of the master, this is of course." ”

To be honest, it's not the first time that Jia Jia has surprised Mingyu Zhenren, and tonight is really wave after wave. Mingyu Zhenren paused for a moment, and suddenly, this is also the first time, he showed a slightly cordial expression to Jia Jia: "I heard that you have a miraculous power when you marry Dan, at a young age, if you go on like this, it will definitely be the person in my Shenzhou who will turn his hands into clouds and rain in the future." ”

He didn't have that shelf, and Jia Jia was not a person who kept his face all day long, so he smiled back: "The real person is falsely praised, all Jia Jia can do is to hold his heart and cultivate my way." ”

"It's a good one, cultivate my way. Mingyu Zhenren suddenly changed the topic, and looked at Jia Jia with a smile, "I know that you are born with fighting intent, and you are definitely a good seedling of sword cultivation." My Shushan swordsman is famous all over the world, and if I have the will to do sword cultivation, it is definitely a promising road. Why don't you change to sword cultivation, I, Jiang Mingyu, dare to guarantee with my Jiang someone's personality, your future creation will definitely not be smaller than now. ”

Say it all. Seeing that Jia Jia's expression remained unchanged. Mingyu Zhenren said again: "And the entire Shenzhou." The best sword cultivation method, if I talk about the second in Shushan, no sect dares to talk about the first. ”

He said that he carefully measured Jia Jia's face, and saw that she seemed unmoved, and said: "Girl, your intelligence, the old man has seen it back then. Jiang someone's meaning, you must understand it very well!"

What did he mean? Jia Jia suddenly smiled: she even Jia Jia naturally understood. It's just that. Jia Jia shook her head, and the firmness in her eyes did not hesitate: "Thank you Mingyu for looking up to me, Jia Jia only cultivates my Tao, no matter how good his Tao is, what does it have to do with me?"

"No matter how good he is, what does it have to do with me?" Ming and Zhenren raised their eyebrows in surprise and stared at the female cultivator who was only in her twenties again. Teenage genius, no doubt. It's just that she doesn't seem to be just a teenage genius, and it's not only her talent that is a genius, but also her heart.

In all fairness. If time goes back to when he was in his twenties, I'm afraid that he, Jiang Mingyu, would never have such a firm heart. This kind of heart is no worse than many hundred-year-old Jindan real people.

It's just that Mingyu Zhenren hooked his lips and smiled lightly, and he didn't want to stop there! Yes, he said again: "People go to high places, you have such strength, why don't you take the opportunity to turn over your hands and cover the clouds and rain?

"Mingyu Zhenren," the young female cultivator in front of her didn't even pause, and continued to laugh, "I used to use the Thousand Waves and Thousand Stacks of Hands that all the disciples of my Kunlun Inner Sect can learn to outperform the disciples who cultivate the ground-level first-grade exercises. Jia Jia is not talented, but he thinks that the so-called victory or defeat, superiority and inferiority, is not in the exercises, but in the people who use them. Making the most of it is the most important thing, otherwise, it is just a fancy style. ”

Mingyu Zhenren narrowed his eyelids, even the only daughter Jiang Weiyu couldn't see his expression at the moment, because he was surprised now, but he alone knew it. When answering these questions, the female cultivator in front of him had a sharp gaze, so clean that he almost couldn't parry, and suddenly there was a sense of nothing to hide from the soles of his feet. The female cultivator in front of her was not a young monk in her twenties at all, but a monk who had been a hundred years or even a thousand years. She sees the truth too thoroughly, the whole person seems simple, but like a ball, she can't find a trace of inadequacy, which makes people have no idea where to start. This girl, looking at his entire Shu Mountain, I am afraid it is difficult to find a female cultivator who can match it. With this son, Kunlun is also lucky.

Mingyu Zhenren sighed lightly, but his face was not obvious, and he smiled: "Don't care, it's just a joke." ”

Jia Jia nodded slightly, she naturally wouldn't take it seriously, although Fang Cai Mingyu's words were extremely attractive, but if you think about it carefully, they are full of loopholes. Not really, this real person is probably on a whim, and he wants to test his heart!

"That's it," Jia Jia glanced at Qiu Zhenren, who was about to complete the huge Dharma Tent, and the monk who was slowly walking towards the Dharma Tent, and arched his hand, "Lian Jia Jia took a step forward and said goodbye." ”

Mingyu Zhenren nodded with a smile, looked at Jia Jia's distant figure, and suddenly said: "Weiyu, you are not wronged at all if you suffer a loss at her hands." ”

"Daddy. Jiang Weiyu looked at Mingyu Zhenren in confusion, "Weiyu will be careful next time, so that she won't suffer again!" Jiang Weiyu's eyes flashed a few hints of triumph, no matter how cunning Ren Yang Dongyuan was, didn't she also suffer several losses in her hands? This time, isn't she the only one who followed her brother to come here?

The daughter's thoughts all fell in the eyes of Mingyu Zhenren. He shook his head helplessly: It's not that monks can't have Taoist companions, and they want to have six pure roots, but they must always understand what is important and what is light. Thinking about the private affairs of his children, only in this regard, Weiyu is much inferior to that girl, not to mention talent and intelligence. The pearl of his own palm is not as good as others, Mingyu has to admit this fact.

However, he also knew that persuasion was useless. She must have gone in her left ear and out of her right ear. simply stopped persuading her, and instead turned his attention to Zhong Bugui on the side, but fortunately, his disciple still gave him a long face. Now it is already the late stage of Jindan, and he has already cultivated this kind of cultivation before he is forty, and his disciple has enough capital to make him proud.

Mingyu Zhenren thought about it, stretched out his hand and patted Zhong Bugui's shoulder, and his mouth nodded in the direction of Jia Jia's departure: "Gu Lang is admittedly good, but he is a junior sister, you don't want to underestimate it, didn't you help her back then? In another ten or twenty years, when her cultivation catches up with you, you will definitely not be disappointed if you try to compete with her." ”

Zhong Bugui's eyes were slightly surprised, and he looked at Mingyu Zhenren with a rare look: "Master, are you so optimistic about her? Are you sure that her cultivation will catch up with me one day?"

"In a few decades," Mingyu Zhenren's gaze suddenly became distant, and there were quite a few words in his words, "There may be a place for her on Zhuxian Terrace." ”

"I didn't think that Shizun was so optimistic about her. Zhong Bugui chuckled and curled the corners of his lips, "However, if you want to climb to Zhuxiantai, you must first marry a baby." No matter how good Ren talent is, I'm afraid it's hard to talk about this baby!"

Mingyu Zhenren turned his head and smiled, he still had some understanding of his disciple's temperament: "Then what do you want?"

Zhong Bugui played with the Taiji fish at the hilt of the Wuji Sword in his hand, and a breath of fresh air penetrated into his body through his fingertips, making him shake: "Master, why don't we take a gamble?"

"What do you stinky boy like about this seat again?" Mingyu Zhenren shook his head, but although he scolded in his mouth, there was no dissatisfaction on his face, and his expression was difficult to distinguish, "Bet with you, this seat has never won." ”

"Then the master is still willing to gamble with his disciple this time?" Zhong Bugui raised his eyebrows, quite provocative.

Seeing this, Jiang Weiyu hurriedly pulled the bell and stepped back: "Brother Bugui, don't make your father angry!"

"Shizun is not angry," Zhong Bugui patted Jiang Weiyu's hand, and looked at Mingyu Zhenren with a smile in his eyes, "Shizun, do you want to make a bet with your disciple?"

"Good. Mingyu Zhenren thought about it, readily agreed, and sighed again, "I bet that she will be able to get married before the opening of Zhuxiantai." If this seat loses, this seat should allow you one thing, but this matter must be within the scope of this seat. ”

"Naturally. Zhong Bugui nodded with a smile, "When did the disciple make any excessive demands?" In the same way, if the disciple loses, the disciple will definitely do his best to do one thing for the master. ”

"Okay, that's a deal. Mingyu Zhenren slapped the board after the last word.

Jia Jia didn't know that she had inadvertently become a bargaining chip for Zhong Bugui and Mingyu Zhenren.

At this time, Jia Jia was in a state of extreme consternation.

After staying away from Mingyu Zhenren and the others, and entering the Dharma tent, Jia Jia clearly heard the Xuan Ling in the dantian swallow his saliva, and took a few heavy breaths, as if he had not recovered until this time.

"What's wrong?" After entering the Dharma tent, Jia Jia found a place and meditated cross-legged. Outwardly, she was no different from an ordinary monk.

"That female cultivator who built the foundation of the Great Perfection has an artifact on her body that is not inferior to the mustard seed space. Xuan Ling was silent for a long time before giving such a sentence.

Jia Jia really had to be glad that she was closing her eyes now, otherwise I was afraid that the look of surprise in her eyes at the moment would not be able to hide from others.

An artifact like the mustard seed space is extremely rare in heaven and earth. It was because Jia Jia had practiced for many years, and the moment he got the mustard seed space, he really felt that he had gone with great luck, but he didn't think about it. Sure enough, she is never the only one who is special in this world.

After a long time, Jia Jia barely calmed down, and asked Xuan Ling very puzzled: "Forgive me for being stupid, I really can't think of anything else in this world that can compete with the mustard seed space." ”

What's more, Xuan Ling's temper, Jia Jia can be regarded as a little understanding, extremely stinky fart, extremely arrogant, it is not easy to get his recognition. What can make him say "not lose" should definitely not contain any sporadic water.

What kind of magic weapon can make him look so high, it really makes Jia Jia can't think of it, so she sighed: "Xuan Ling, you can talk about it!" (to be continued......)