Zhenzun Luopan is not the Immortal Lord of the past. He has now learned to be low-key and restrained, giving people a feeling of being very easy to get along with.
Liu Zong, on the other hand, was an extremely thick-skinned person. This was Ling Guyue's assessment after observing him for a while.
He was able to dance alone and stir up the atmosphere of the whole place, and even some stingy bosses specially prepared a table of spiritual fruit wine for him and invited him to have a cup of tea.
Everyone exchanged pleasantries for a while, and finally got to the point.
"Yue'er." Liu Zong smiled so brightly that his eyes could not see his teeth. His smile was very bright and looked very loving on his round face. "This is a small gift from our Epee Sect to you. I hope you like it."
Liu Zong took out an object from the storage ring, which he was going to give to his disciples as a reward for being the first in the Nascent Soul competition.
Ling Gu Yue thanked him and took the gift from Liu Zong.
"Yue'er, try injecting spiritual power into me."
Ling Gu Yue nodded and injected some spiritual power into it, and a bright red half-length cloak appeared on her shoulders.
As soon as this cloak appeared, the head of the Qingyun Sect and the elders were a little shocked, "It turned out to be a fire rat hair cloak, Sect Leader Liu, isn't it too expensive?"
Zhenzun Luopan glared at him, "What nonsense are you talking about? Fire rat hair is rare, so his disciple is not worthy of it?"
"No, no, no, no matter how precious the fire rat hair is, it can't compare to the noble character of Guizong Xiaoyue'er. It's just right for a precious thing to match someone with a noble character!"
He flattered Zhenzun Luopan without any trace, and praising his disciple was equivalent to praising him.
Sure enough, I saw the expression of Zhenzun Luopan showing a comfortable expression, and it turned out that Zhenzun Luopan was so easy to coax.
Then why did they insist on asking for trouble and confronting others head-on? Really stupid.
Ling Gu Yue likes this color. The red is flamboyant and dazzling, and it reaches her heart.
She tugged on Zhenzun Luopan's sleeve, "Master, I like it."
"If you like it, accept it."
Zhenzun Luopan asked to accept it, and Ling Gu Yue happily accepted it, regardless of the blue face of the leader who originally wanted to stop him.
The leader's thought was simple. Since the Epee Sword Sect gave out a heavy gift, the plan must be quite big. Why didn't Lao Liu know how to be more prepared?
After all, he was the one who shouldered everything!
"Since Yue'er has accepted this gift, can you agree to Uncle Master's unkind request?"
Look, look, this is coming, the leader is heartbroken, if he hadn't been watching, maybe Lao Liu could have sold them themselves and counted the money for others!
But Ling Gu Yue felt that it was easy to give gifts first when asking for help, and she had indeed helped Liu Chenghong and the others during their training. What was wrong with accepting a thank you gift?
So she neither agreed nor refused, "Uncle Liu, please go ahead and agree to it if I don't embarrass you."
"Okay, okay, Yue'er, don't worry. This cloak is just a thank you gift. If you agree to Uncle Master's request, you will definitely be paid."
He doesn't allow favors. Rather than writing a blank check with favors, it would be more appropriate to give him a reward directly. Maybe the little girl would prefer this method.
Ling Gu Yue nodded and raised her chin to indicate to him.
"Uncle Liu hopes that Yue'er will take Chenghong and the others with you every time you go out for training. If you have something to do, just ask them to do it and let them learn with you."
With that said, he held a storage bag with both hands. This was the thank you gift originally prepared for Ling Guyue - one thousand middle-grade spiritual stones.
At first, they all thought that the thank you gift was already a lot, but when he saw the Immortal Lord, he suddenly felt that... it was still too thin. How could he get this little spiritual stone?
Ling Gu Yue accepted it with appreciation, "Okay, Senior Brother Liu and Senior Brother Zuo are very good people, and they are not weak in strength. I am willing to practice with them?"
"No, no, no." Liu Zongcheng was frightened, "Yue'er, your seniority is too low. They should call you uncle."
It seems that this is correct.
The master's status is so high that even she is his uncle.
Ling Gu Yue happily enjoyed her elevation in status, but suddenly she heard her master's voice.
"Have you finished talking? Have you given out the gifts? Can we go?"
Although Zhenzun Luopan had been patted in a fancy way just now, now that the business was over, his temper was rising again. His disciple interrupted his practice and came over. Although he got a fire rat hair cloak, it was not a loss. After all, so much practice time was wasted.
The leader had always known what Luopan Zhenzun was like, so he didn't dare to keep him, so he waved his hand and sent him back.
Ling Qunxing, who was in a period of weakness, was also allowed to leave early with his master.
The remaining people accompanied Liu Zong to drink and talk.
Returning to the sixth peak, Zhenzun Luopan reached out to scoop up some of Ling Guyue's bath water, put it into his mouth and licked it, his face suddenly sank, "The medicine is not effective enough, Yue'er, you should practice in the yard first. After learning the basic skills of talisman and seal script, I will prepare new medicine for you."
Ling Gu Yue never disobeys her. Only by listening to her master can she become stronger.
After practicing for a while, Ling Gu Yue felt that the direction of the wind around her had changed. She sighed softly and skillfully avoided Zhenzun Luopan, who was swinging his fist at her.
Zhenzun Luopan knew that his disciple's five senses were sharp, but he never thought that he would hit with one blow.
His fist seemed to be carrying a tracking device, turning around and running towards Ling Guyue, and he would not stop until he hit her.
The outcome was obvious. Ling Guyue was beaten again and then thrown into a wooden basin with new medicinal materials.
"hiss--"
Needless to say, the master was really cruel. Her skin was broken in many places. When she soaked it in the medicine, it not only hurt due to the influence of the medicine, but the broken skin was doubly painful.
If only Mengyao's strength was still there, then she could use Mengyao's rapid recovery ability to recover herself first.
"It's a beautiful idea, but it doesn't work."
Gu Yue was puzzled, "Master, how do you know what I am thinking?"
After asking, the next moment he was in pain and twitching again.
"Yue'er, if you want to become a physical practitioner, you should never take shortcuts. There are never shortcuts in the path of life, the path of cultivation, and the path of breaking fate."
Ling Gu Yue was stunned and even ignored the pain.
Master said, break the path of destiny? Does Master already know? But that's not right. How did Master know this?
"Yue'er, Master doesn't know what you have been through, but Master wants to tell you that life must be done step by step. Anything given to you by anyone will only be the icing on the cake for you, including that fire rat fur cloak."
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Is this... jealous?
Ling Guyue began to smooth her hair, "Master, what I actually like is not the fire rat fur cloak given by Master Liu. I just like the color. It's very flamboyant, very dazzling, and it suits me very well."
"Well, it does suit you."
Zhenzun Luopan did not continue on this topic. He let Ling Guyue run by herself, turned around and walked to the yard.
The sky is still the same. Back then, he had worked hard to break this sky, but he just made a wrong step and everything returned to before liberation.
Now, as his apprentice, he does not allow her to be weak at all!
He has been dormant for two hundred years. Maybe in another two hundred years, he can go to the world outside the sky.
Thinking of the disciples he was trying his best to train, Zhenzun Luopan shook his head, no, it may not take two hundred years.
