It can be seen that when Nie Wuji asked the words "do you want to learn", such an arrogant person as Ding Luoshan was really shaken, and he couldn't hide his shake.
Although she has been stuck in the Wuyue Realm for a short period of time, how could someone as proud as her endure this trouble.
She had reached her current state at the age of twenty-seven, and she had not moved an inch after two years. Compared with her previous rapid progress in cultivation, two years was a long enough time.
Moreover, she has not seen any opportunity at all in the past two years.
As a last resort, she went to seek advice from the sect leader, but Wei Pu only gave her one sentence... When the opportunity comes, the realm will naturally come.
This is bullshit.
Ding Luoshan was not an idiot. If so, how could she have reached the level of Wuyue Realm that was almost full in her twenties? It would not be an exaggeration to say that she was a genius.
So she knew very well why the sect leader didn't want to talk to her more about this. It was because... he was afraid of her.
She is too young. If she becomes a peerless master of the Immortal Realm at this age, Wei Pu's status will be threatened as never before.
If the Ruyi Sword Sect had not needed such a master, and if Wei Pu's ambitions had not gradually grown in the past two years, she might even have caused an accident and sent Ding Luoshan, the Ruyi Sword Sect's number one genius in hundreds of years, to meet Ancestors and ancestors.
Ding Luoshan knew it all, from the beginning.
But as long as she couldn't break through the shackles, she wouldn't be able to resist Wei Pu.
At this moment, four words like the Daluo Sanskrit sound fell into her ears. How could her heart not be moved? How could her heart not be beating wildly?
"Why should I trust you?"
Ding Luoshan asked this question completely subconsciously. She might not even realize that when she asked this question, she had already made a choice in her heart.
"Hmm...don't believe it?"
Nie Wuzhi raised his hand: "Go away."
Ding Luoshan was like a leaf blown out of the yard by the strong wind, tumbling and flying out without any resistance.
Ding Luoshan's sword was left in the house. Nie Wuzhi glanced at it: "Fanpin, how dare you stay in front of me?"
With a snap, the sword shattered.
Nie Wuzhi sat down and thought silently in his heart.
One, two, three...three and a half...three and a half of half...
Damn, are you pretending to be too big?
He felt that the woman had lost her mind. When he counted to three, the woman would crawl back on her own.
Even though he wasn't crawling, he walked in with his head lowered and an expression of giving up resistance.
Forget it...just let her live.
Just as Nie Wuzhi was about to stand up, he heard extremely heavy footsteps coming from outside. Nie Wuzhi's heart moved and he sat back down with a calm expression.
Ding Luoshan walked back slowly, each step seemed to be of great importance.
She actually didn't understand why she had to walk back. If she walked back, the principle she had always believed in as a swordsman not to bow her head would be broken.
But she couldn't control herself, and her legs seemed to have developed self-awareness. They walked back slowly and heavily, as if hesitantly but in fact they were extremely determined.
After entering the room, Ding Luoshan raised his head and looked at the man with a strange temperament.
Majestic and wretched.
Then, Nie Wuzhiqi and Dantian no longer needed to tell her to kneel down, and she knelt down sincerely.
"Please...Guru, enlighten me!"
After saying these words, it was as if she had completely given up on herself. Ding Luoshan began to kowtow and demonstrate her strength. This proud woman, this woman who wanted to surpass Wei Pu, her forehead quickly turned red. .
"There are no opportunities without reason."
Nie Wuzhi said in a deep tone.
Ding Luoshan raised his head sharply: "As long as the guru is willing to enlighten his disciples, the guru... no matter what the guru asks the disciple to do, the disciple is willing to do it."
Once you put it down, you can't take it back.
She may look back on herself at a later time and feel regretful and regretful.
But at this time, she had broken out of one inner demon and entered another, and she could no longer care about her pride and dignity.
She looked at the man with a complex temperament, who looked at her with eyes that seemed to penetrate all things. She felt that she understood, so she slowly raised her hands and began to unbutton her clothes.
"There's no comparison."
Nie Wuzhi stopped her and said, "Although you are pretty good-looking, if you think I am after you, then you are really looking down on me. The enlightenment I can give you is far more noble than this."
The king is afraid.
Ding Luoshan was immediately relieved.
Feeling a little lost again.
She has always been extremely conceited about her appearance and figure. This is one of the reasons why she looks down on Wei Pu. That woman Wei Pu... how can she compare to her?
But this guru's comment about her was just... You're pretty good at it?
Yes, my master is a peerless and powerful person in the realm of gods. I have never seen such a beautiful woman like a flower.
Although I have good looks, I am still not in the eyes of other people's masters. If people are looking for women, why bother with me.
This is the natural analysis of the subordinates towards the superiors, because the subordinates always feel that the superiors have whatever they want, and they don’t even need to worry about it.
"I have only three requirements for my disciples."
Nie Wuzhi straightened his bathrobe.
"Be obedient, be obedient, be obedient."
Nie Wuji asked: "If you can do it, I will give you a chance in the future."
Ding Luoshan raised his head sharply again, his eyes filled with brilliance.
"Really give it in the future?"
"I'll give it to you in the future."
"Disciple, thank you Master!"
Ding Luoshan kowtowed heavily again. While kowtowing, he accidentally saw her broken long sword and was stunned for a moment.
That sword was absolutely extraordinary. As a sword-cultivating sect, the Ruyi Sword Sect would naturally not have inferior swords.
As the deputy sect leader of the Ruyi Sword Sect, how could the sword Ding Luoshan chose for himself be of low grade.
But this sword was so casually broken here.
"It's just an ordinary thing. It's like your past, why should you feel sorry for it."
Nie Wuzhi said slowly.
When Ding Luoshan heard it, he felt like he was enlightened.
While kowtowing, he said: "It's my disciple's fault. My past is indeed like this mortal sword. When it is broken, it is cut off. I will never miss it again in the future."
Nie Wujixin said that women really have a lot of fun.
"I will give you a sword in the future."
"Really give it in the future?"
"Um."
"Thank you, Master!"
Nie Wuzhi sighed inwardly, thinking that he would have to discuss this matter with Lin Yena about the high-grade sword.
Although that guy doesn't practice swordsmanship, he is not lacking...and this matter can't be delayed for too long. If it is delayed for a long time, that guy's very good sword may be melted.
Thinking of this, Nie Wuzhi cursed... a wasteful bastard.
Ding Luoshan was startled: "Master, please calm down. I realize my mistake."
Nie Wuzhi was stunned.
Decoration - realistic and fun.
"Let's go back. If people from the Ruyi Sword Sect ask, you can tell him that the thief is powerful. You broke the sword and killed the thief."
He waved his hand casually: "After I help my friend resolve the matter of breaking the border, I will naturally not break my promise. According to my friend's wishes, all of you rebellious officials and traitors should die. I still need to Go and persuade him to save your life."
Speaking of this, Nie Wuzhi seemed to have a headache and put his hand on his forehead: "It's very tiring to persuade him."
Ding Luoshan said in his heart that he didn't know who the friend the master was talking about was, but since the extremely powerful person who can reach the God-endowed Realm cares so much, it shouldn't be someone weaker than the God-endowed Realm. It seems... ....Circle is really important.
You see, their circle is not big, but the quality is high.
"Go back. Remember, the problems in southern Xinjiang are not about people like you, but about those who bring disaster to the country and the people. You naturally know what to do. If you have any news, you can find an opportunity to send it here."
Ding Luoshan kowtowed and said, "Disciple, please remember this."
Speaking of this, she wanted to get up, but for some reason, she asked as if unwilling to do so.
"Disciple, I dare to ask my master...who is his identity?"
Nie Wujixin said that if you ask this, then I will pretend to be so.
He lifted up his bathrobe to reveal the red robe of the great ritual priest inside. When he lifted it up, it felt cold and cool, and he was stunned.
Ding Luoshan was also stunned, and then immediately lowered his head.
The heartbeat won't stop.
Nie Wuzhi coughed a few times and stood up naturally: "Since you are already my nominal disciple, there is no need to be so aloof. Come here and help me change my clothes."
After speaking, he pointed to the place where the clothes were placed next to him. Ding Luoshan, a monk who was almost at the peak of the Martial Arts Realm, stood up with great difficulty, carrying his self-esteem and pride as well as the shame that a woman should have.
She went over to open the wooden box, and when she saw it, she was stunned and dumbfounded.
Great ritual priest!
No wonder! No wonder! No wonder!
At this moment, Ding Luoshan was completely convinced.
Everyone knows that the Master of Shangyang Palace is a peerless expert in the Fushen Realm, even a peerless powerhouse in the Fushen Realm.
The few people who stand at the highest peak in the world also stand at the feet of the true master.
But Ding Luoshan never believed that it was as powerful as Shangyang Palace, so how could it be possible that the master master was really the only one in the God-conferring realm?
That is not in line with the strong character of the first sect in the world.
She firmly believed that Shangyang Palace definitely had more than one God-endowing realm, but those high-ranking Daxiu cultivators no longer cared about being famous all over the world.
The reason why the Master is known to everyone is because... he is the Master.
"Disciple...disciple..."
Ding Luoshan didn't know what to say for a moment and stammered.
"That's all, you have an unstable mind today, and I can't teach you anything. I'll talk to you after you calm down. If there's nothing important, you don't have to come to me, just send me a message. Regarding practice, I will come to you when the opportunity comes."
Nie Wuzhi turned his back to Ding Luoshan and said, "After you go back, reflect on yourself. Practitioners gain benefits from the world and gain the essence of all things. If you don't have a sense of responsibility, how can you make great progress?"
Ding Luoshan felt that he was enlightened again.
Nie Wuzhi felt that he was spraying truth in Ding Luoshan's face.
interesting.
After Ding Luoshan left in despair, Nie Wuzhi quickly put on a pair of boxer briefs.
He walked to the window and looked at the misty night outside, holding one hand on the railing and the other on his waist.
The wind blew and ruffled his bathrobe.
The bathrobe fluttered gently in the wind, and the two hairy legs were looming.
lonely.
Lin Ye...you have to work harder in the future. I can wait for you in front, but you have to run.
I know this is difficult for you, but as your friend, I am willing to wait a little longer.
Don't let me down, my father will take good care of you.
Thousands of miles away.
Lin Ye was sitting cross-legged and meditating when he suddenly couldn't help but sneeze a few times. He frowned slightly. At his level and with such a physical body, he shouldn't be disturbed by the night wind.
How could the mere cold air make him sneeze several times?
He felt the night breeze, and there was nothing strange around him.
I just don’t know why, but the wind seems to smell different tonight.
There is a faint smell in the wind that makes people feel like they should breathe out...
He looked up at Zhentian, and after a moment he asked lightly: "Is that you?"
The night sky was silent, except for the floating clouds that seemed to move faster, as if they were trying to escape.
Thousands of miles away, Nie Wuzhi, who was looking up and sighing, suddenly saw the night sky light up, followed by a thunderbolt, like a sword from heaven descending on the world.
Nie Wuzhi was startled and pinched his waist: "Who are you trying to scare?"
There was another thunderbolt, this time it seemed to really fall straight down.
Nie Wuzhi took two steps back: "Calm down, I didn't offend you..."
