I’m Really Not A Master Cultivator

Xue Chuan's heart is bleeding!

He obviously has a fairy fate.

But he refused!

Recall what the ancestor of sword spirit said before, yeah, what kind of immortal ruins are relative to the expert side, it's not a fart!

now.

The ancestors of sword spirits, Liu Feifei, Xue Chuan and Fulong are all located on the treetops.

Long Aotian is outside the senior's tent.

The sharp gaze swept around.

Night had already fallen.

There is a lake not far away.

Tall trees grow around.

The breeze came, and there was a burst of coolness.

This is the mountain range.

Some Demonic Beasts will come out in the evening.

At this time.

An ant headed towards the tent of the expert.

"Humph!"

Long Aotian squinted his eyes, took a step, and stepped on the ant with one foot.

"Little ant spirits dare to approach the expert! Seeking death!"

At this time.

Not far away, a snail crawled slowly.

Snapped!

At this time, Long Aotian stepped on without hesitation, and directly trampled the snail essence to death: "The little snail essence, dare to approach the expert! Death!"

On the trees.

Dangle an owl.

The owl remained motionless, observing its surroundings.

However.

Huh!

Long Aotian raised his right hand and moved a little forward.

This bright finger light whizzed out and directly fell on the body of this owl.

Snapped!

At this moment, this owl died tragically!

"Disciple, did this owl provoke you?"

Fu Long looked at Own disciple curiously, and had to say, Own disciple is really dedicated!

Do your best.

It should be able to enter the vision of an expert, right?

"This owl dared to breathe! It made the air become muddy! It affected the normal breathing rhythm of an expert!"

Long Aotian's eyes flashed brightly, and he said, as if he had opened up!

"Disciple, you finally got the hang of it!"

On the treetops, when he heard these words, Fu Long showed a ruinous expression, and even tears of excitement flowed down!

At this moment, Long Aotian is like the most loyal guard, not allowing any Demonic Beasts to approach the expert!

Even an ant on the ground!

It can be said to be very dedicated!

Originally, he did not allow these Demonic Beasts to be within ten meters of the tall man.

But thinking about it, within ten meters, this is an insult to an expert!

So, he expanded the range by a hundred meters!

With Gaoren’s tent as the center, Demonic Beasts must not be close to Gaoren within 100 meters!

As a result, the Demonic Beasts within 100 meters of Mo Fan were all beheaded by Long Aotian.

As the saint son of Taiyi Sacred Land, Long Aotian's strength naturally goes without saying, besides, he himself is an immortal!

now.

not far away.

The two Demonic Beasts looked at the dragon who killed Demonic Beasts in front of him. Their expressions became extremely ferocious, and their facial features were constantly twisting.

"To deceive the demon too much! It is to deceive the demon too much!"

Both of them are wolf monsters.

They looked at Long Aotian, and their eyes were filled with a strong light of resentment.

If his eyes could kill people, Long Aotian would have died long ago!

"Go tell the wolf king!"

"The Wolf King has repaired Immortal Ascension! It must be able to kill this damned human!"

Both Demonic Beasts left quickly.

"Will that person come after?"

Asked a demon wolf with gray hair.

"No! I can already see that he won't make a move a hundred meters away! He seems to be guarding the tent!"

Running ahead, the demon wolf covered in black hair slowly said.

"Could it be that there are Magic Treasures in the tent?" Running behind, the gray wolf asked curiously.

"I don't know! Just tell the king!"

"Well, good!" Gray Wolf asked.

However.

at this time.

Huh!

A finger light with terrifying power whizzed out, and it directly fell into the gray wolf demon's body.

The Gray Wolf Demon was not Long Aotian's opponent at all, so he died.

"Aren't you Demonic Beasts a hundred meters away?"

Seeing this scene, the wolf demon with black hair all over his body was furious, and the eyes of the wolf were full of blood!

Ahead.

Long Aotian stood on the grass, and at this moment, his eyes were shining non-stop.

He looked at the angry wolf demon ahead, and said provocatively, "Are you angry? Let more Demonic Beasts come! Come one, I kill one! Come one pair, I kill one pair! Come one group, I kill one group! Go!"

As he said, he waved his hand, looking lonely and begging for defeat.

"Okay, human, you wait for me!"

The wolf demon stared at Long Aotian, The next moment, he turned and left, disappearing into the sight of Long Aotian and others.

"Disciple, what do you mean? You are crazy!"

Fu Long looked at Long Aotian. He thought that this guy's head had been awakened, but now it seemed that it hadn't been awakened!

"Master! When I was fighting Demonic Beasts just now, I kept thinking about what senior said just now! Senior told me that I should cultivate well!"

"It's a good cultivation!"

"Not cultivation!"

Long Aotian's eyes flickered, as if he had discovered a new world, he continued: "Why does senior say that he should cultivate rather than cultivate?"

"The focus is on these two words!"

"Just now, I killed these Demonic Beasts casually, and I didn't show my own good cultivation! Because I didn't have enough pressure!"

"So, I will do this! Let the storm come even more violently!"

Long Aotian said.

"..."

Fu Long was stunned, and he thought about it carefully, as if senior really had such a meaning!

"Sword girl, don't know if senior said this?"

Long Aotian looked at the sword spirit ancestor at this time and asked.

The sword spirit ancestor shook his head and said: "My master's sentence has multiple meanings! Before, I remember a scholar who learned six meanings from the master's sentence!"

hiss!

Heard this.

Long Aotian, Fu Long, Xue Chuan, and Liu Feifei couldn't help taking a breath.

"As a result, the scholar got a great fate from my master!"

The ancestor of the sword spirit said again, wiping out his snow-white hair.

I'm jealous!

When everyone heard this, their faces showed envy.

"So, perhaps, what you said is right!"

The sword spirit ancestor looked at Long Aotian at this time and said slowly.

Long Aotian's face was flushed. If he could really guess the meaning of the first stage of the master, the big fairy fate would have fallen on him that day!

What celestial ruins are you going to!

"I also hope that Master will arrange a soundproofing method for the master!" Long Aotian looked at Master Fulong and said.

"good!"

Fu Long looked at the own disciple, and sighed: "Tui'er, you really have grown up, you are sensible!"

When the voice fell, he directly pinched the magic trick and played a soundproofing trick.

Suddenly, a huge aperture appeared on Mo Fan's tent.

Mo Fan slept in the tent, and couldn't hear the outside sound at all.

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