Chapter 152 No. 8 Sugar Cane 4

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An hour? !

The four disciples all thought they heard wrongly.

"Master, is this too rushed?" Ji Wuyou frowned.

I'm just going to experience it, and I'm not being driven away by ghosts. Is it necessary to be chased away like that?

Besides, as a senior brother, his master usually doesn't care about things, so he manages all the affairs of Jianfeng. If he wants to go to practice, he won't be able to come back in a short time. One hour is not enough to hand over.

Still have to pack things.

Say goodbye to my uncle and uncle.

There are also classmates and brothers with whom I have good relationships.

Junior sister's injury hasn't healed yet

Xu Rui was also shocked, but he was used to being alone and had nothing to worry about. His belongings were all placed in the storage ring, so he could have an experience at any time.

Lan Chen couldn't hold back his anger.

However, the concept of dignity in the world of cultivation prevented him from questioning or directly objecting. He only agreed, "Yes, Master, one hour is too short. It is better to set it in three days."

He originally wanted to say after January.

I don't know if it's the intuition of a small animal. Today, the master looked as cold and emotionless as before, but he was just panicking.

Don't dare to make jokes.

Song Shi glanced at these two cheap disciples, nodded slightly, and raised a slight arc at the corner of his mouth, "You all think it's too late?"

Ji Wuyou and Lan Chen: "."

They all bowed their heads and said nothing.

Xu Rui respectfully lowered his hands to his sides, "Disciples don't dare."

After saying that, he was stunned for a moment and hurriedly explained: "Master, I don't mean that. I mean, I can't catch up, I don't dare to disciple."

The more you explain, the less clear it becomes.

Xu Rui was not good at words and was so anxious that he almost cried. He could only slump his shoulders in frustration, "Master, if nothing happens, I will report to the sect and then set off."

"Go ahead."

I am also speechless.

I originally wanted to ridicule and reprimand the two disciples who were not clear-headed, but the second brother's cross talk ruined the good atmosphere.

He still talks nonsense!

Leng looked at Ji Wuyou and the two with a stern face, "Do you still have questions?"

Ji Wuyou, Lan Chen:

What else can be said.

They all said they could leave.

only--

"Master, my junior sister was naughty last night and accidentally offended Master. She already knows she was wrong. Please forgive her this time," Ji Wuyou said.

Xiyao bit her lip lightly, her face full of grievances.

Song Shi's indifferent eyes swept over the three apprentices, and finally stopped on the young apprentice, "Do you know you are wrong?"

"I know I'm wrong." Xiyao lowered her head and whispered back, but in her heart she gritted her teeth and thought that when the master falls in love with her, she must make him look good.

As for how to look good.

As a taskmaster of unorthodox strategy missions, she has a hundred ways to make men regret it.

"Well, it's good to know that you were wrong. You can't do such reckless things again." Song Shi didn't embarrass her and took out a jade bottle. "First heal the damaged meridians and come to Yunsongtai early tomorrow morning."

Xiyao hurriedly took it, "Yes, Master."

There was a bit of resentment flashing in the large, clear, water-like eyes.

It’s all because the system isn’t powerful!

"So, let's go down."

"yes."

"Master!" Lan Chen hurriedly called to Song Shi who was about to leave.

Ji Wuyou's thin lips tightened, "Third Junior Brother, please take your time, speak and do things before your mind. Don't offend the Master. When the time comes,

He couldn't tell what would happen then.

But monks all have intuition, which can also be regarded as a warning from heaven.

There will definitely be consequences they can't afford.

However, Lan Chen is not that calm person.

In this book, he describes the character of this world as a highly talented, simple and straightforward junior fellow who likes to fight against injustice.

"Master, my junior sister's cultivation has also dropped a lot. It took a lot of effort for her to get up. She cried very sadly last night."

So do you have any way to restore her cultivation?

Song Shi rolled his eyes inwardly.

Isn't that sad?

Any monk would go crazy if his cultivation level was lost even a little bit.

Anyway, Yuan Zhi has lived in this Yuncang Continent for thousands of years, and he has never seen or heard of anyone who has lost his cultivation level and the whole world celebrates with gongs and drums.

He looked at Lan Chen calmly, and out of the corner of his eye glanced at Xiyao, who looked like she was about to cry, and said, "Third brother, what you said is wrong. Fourth child has worked hard to practice? Her cultivation level is obviously a pile of pills." Is it okay to go up? The root is basically unstable, and it is only a five-spirit root. Isn’t it normal for it to fall off? So why cultivators must work hard and persevere and not slack off. Why do teachers have to let you go to the mortal world to experience it? I hope you will You can understand the painstaking efforts you put in as a teacher, and don’t try to take shortcuts. You must know that there are no shortcuts in the journey of cultivation.”

Lan Chen, Xiyao:

His expression couldn't hold on for a moment.

What the hell is the third and fourth child?

Master, when did you become so grounded?

Especially Xiyao, since she became the direct disciple of the First Sword Immortal, she only used her hot face to care for others in the early days. Later, she got the care of her three senior brothers and kept in the pampering mode.

When have you ever been humiliated like this?

Not only did she say that she had poor spiritual skills, but she also directly said that she coughed and took medicine in front of so many people, which was like stamping her face on the ground.

She really hasn't been this depressed for a long time.

But in order to do the task, her body has five spiritual roots.

"Master, respect me." She really cried now.

Song Dynasty: "If your mind is so weak, how can you talk about cultivating immortality?"

Xiyao: "."

shocked.

Master, where is your heart? Don't you have a heart? Do you know what it means to cherish the fragrance and cherish the jade?

Ji Wuyou could no longer maintain his steady expression.

I really want to ask Master, did you take the wrong medicine today?

Besides, why does the junior sister rely on cough,..., medicine to improve her cultivation? It's not because you stuffed her with bottles of pills for free, and she tasted the sweetness of being able to upgrade without any effort. Who would do it day and night? The training is so exhausting that just the basic movements of swinging a sword 10,000 times a day can kill a person.

To be honest, sometimes he couldn't hold on anymore.

Master, there is nothing wrong in saying that everyone has been a little lazy recently.

"Is there anything else? Just go down if nothing happens."

Get out of here.

Roll smoothly.

Ji Wuyou and Lan Chen helped the injured junior sister out.

They all sighed deeply.

"Little junior sister, my second junior brother and my third junior brother and I need to go down the mountain immediately to practice. We may not be able to take care of you. You must listen to the master's words and practice hard. You must not make the master angry again."

Xiyao's eyes were filled with tears, "Elder brother, can't we leave?"

Ji Wuyou didn't want to leave either.

But as Master said, his cultivation has been at the middle stage of Golden Core for a long time.

The life of a monk is also limited.

If he has been unable to improve, what if he is talented? Are there not many geniuses who have failed in the path of cultivation throughout the ages?

Taken together, they can circle the Yuncang Continent more than twice.

The two of them hurriedly comforted the little junior sister, then spoke to the uncles, uncles, and brothers with whom they were close, and went down the mountain just at the hour mark.

(End of chapter)