Missy, She Always Doesn't Seek to Make Progress.

Qin Liuxi looked at Teng Zhao, who followed him closely, and laughed.

"When did you become a follower? Why, are you afraid that your master will run away?"

"Yeah." Teng Zhao said in a muffled voice.

Qin Liuxi said: "Let's go, let's have a fight between the master and the disciple."

Teng Zhao was stunned for a moment.

"Don't worry, I won't suppress you. I'll just teach you a few moves and see what kind of enlightenment you have cultivated this year. Let's have a real fight." Qin Liuxi dragged him to a valley in the back mountain.

The master and the disciple faced each other, each holding a peach wood sword. Qin Liuxi smiled and said: "The master will let you have ten moves, come and fight."

Teng Zhao's eyes were sharp. Holding the peach wood sword, he mobilized all his spiritual power. His figure flashed, and the peach wood sword attacked her with a sharp and righteous aura.

As a Taoist priest, catching ghosts and exorcising evil spirits is a common thing. Although these require spiritual power and magic tools, talismans, etc., physical fitness is also crucial. If you are like a sickly beauty, you can't even draw a talisman, let alone use magic tools.

And in the process of fighting, don't you need physical strength?

After two or three moves, you are out of breath. You can't fight at all. Ghosts can take over your body.

Therefore, Taoist body training is particularly important. There are skills, moves, and footwork. There is no need to talk about moves. If you practice footwork well, you can change your shape and shadow without any problem. If you can't win, you can escape, right?

Teng Zhao, who knows his own weight, doesn't think he can hurt his master, so he naturally won't hold back. From the beginning, his body and footwork are open and closed, and the moves are not complicated. All the moves he uses are killer moves.

Are you kidding? If the opponent is a demon, is he afraid of hurting him by hiding his moves? He will definitely use a killing move. What matters is a quick fight and a quick decision, and then he can go home to practice after the fight.

After all, being kind to the enemy is cruel to oneself. How can people from Qingping Temple waste their energy? It will be a loss!

Qin Liuxi is very satisfied. She is not afraid of him trying his best, but she is afraid that he will restrain himself because of her.

He knows himself.

Restraint is not respect for the elderly, not fear, but humiliating each other.

Qin Liuxi easily avoided his attack and fought back with the same cultivation as him. By the way, he could also point out his moves and steps, where there were flaws and weaknesses.

Teng Zhao changed his moves while listening to the instructions, and his spiritual power became more and more fierce.

Qin Liuxi's eyebrows were relaxed.

Teng Zhao felt more and more satisfied as he fought. He was really talented to be Qin Liuxi's disciple. In essence, he was also a person who would become stronger when facing a strong opponent like her.

Although, he couldn't beat her.

But fighting with a strong person is against the level. What if he catches a small flaw? An ant can also defeat an elephant.

Teng Zhao's spiritual power was consumed very quickly, and his movements gradually became a little sluggish. The little ginseng and the golden mouse who were watching the battle covered their eyes. It was over, and he was going to lose.

When the last drop of spiritual power was exhausted, Teng Zhao spit out a mouthful of blood, spread it on the ground in a big shape, and said: "My disciple lost."

Qin Liuxi came over, helped him up, and said: "Very good, you already have the responsibility and confidence of the master of the temple."

Teng Zhao's body stiffened and looked at her.

Qin Liuxi stuffed a pill into his mouth and said: "Don't talk, I will tell you the formula, you draw the qi, the big Zhoutian and the small Zhoutian are rotated, and the spiritual power is dispersed, just gather it again, and advance a little level."

The pill melted in the mouth.

Teng Zhao closed his eyes, pinched the magic formula with his hands, and when he heard the formula of cultivation in his ears, he recited it silently while guiding the qi from the top of his head to his limbs.

Qin Liuxi threw a few talismans and jade stones in several directions and set up a small spirit gathering array.

The spiritual energy of the five elements of heaven and earth came from all directions, was led into the meridians by Teng Zhao, circulated once, and turned into a small spiritual liquid and fell into the dantian.

The spiritual liquid gathered more and more, and a layer of mist came out of Teng Zhao's body, covering him completely.

The little ginsengs jumped over, but did not dare to disturb them. They only looked at Qin Liuxi, but saw her lips moving, but they could not hear what she was saying at all.

This is inheritance, which can only be obtained by unique disciples.

Qin Liuxi is passing on what she has learned and gained to Teng Zhao.

Teng Zhao also felt something was wrong, but before he could take the initiative to disconnect, he was stopped by Qin Liuxi.

To understand the Tao, it is important to have understanding, and inheritance is also important.

He was her disciple with high hopes, and he couldn't be a weakling.

Teng Zhao calmed down and comprehended with all his heart, but a tear slipped down from the corner of his eye and disappeared into his temples.

Qin Liuxi passed on all she had learned in her life to him, not to cultivate, but to use her spiritual power to engrave her understanding in his divine palace, like a thick book. How much he could understand in the future depended on himself.

Little Ginseng turned his head, grabbed the golden rat into his arms, and crawled into the ground, crying non-stop.

If it wasn't for the last resort, why would he have to pass it on like this? The age difference between them was only seven or eight years. Now one was only in his early twenties, and the other was almost fifteen. There was plenty of time to grow together.

She could have taught him slowly, but now she could only feed him food all at once.

Because she was afraid that it would be too late.

The golden rat was squeezed to the point of having no desire to live. It could cry if it wanted to, but why did she have to pinch it to cry?

It was just a small advancement, and it would not attract calamity clouds. Teng Zhao easily broke through the barrier and entered the eighth level of Qi Refining.

He was not as good as Qin Liuxi, but compared to many cultivators in this world, he was already at the top of the pack at this age. He had some enlightenment in the ruins before, and now he has Qin Liuxi's inheritance. With his talent, as long as he practices diligently and keeps his heart unchanged, he will surely be able to successfully reach the threshold of foundation building and become a real person.

When Teng Zhao opened his eyes, the sun was about to set, and the fiery red clouds were above his head. There were no calamity clouds and spiritual rain, but there were also red clouds cheering for it.

"Although you are not as good as your master, it is not bad. Since you have inherited, no matter where I am, you must not fall behind in cultivation every day." Qin Liuxi looked at Teng Zhao and said, "On the road of cultivation, you must not slack off, let alone be lazy. You must persist in your heart and pass on Qingping Temple from generation to generation."

"Master..." Teng Zhao moved his legs and knelt in front of her.

Qin Liuxi reached out and touched his head, straightened the net scarf that was wrapped around his hair, and sighed: "When I met you, you were a snotty kid who would not speak if he could. Now that you have grown up, why are you so pretentious?"

She crossed her arms and said: "Master does not like pretentiousness, and even more so internal friction. Our sect emphasizes revenge on the spot, not overnight. If you are not happy, then kill him. Disciple, depression is not conducive to ascension, so don't think about those bitter things. The day will be bright every day, and the sun will rise normally. Also, don't be afraid to fight when encountering things, and run away if you can't win. Sooner or later, you will burn the mountain."

Teng Zhao: "?"

Little Ginseng: My tears have been fed to the dog!

Golden Rat: The tactics of the disciples of Qingping Temple are indeed extraordinary, and the rat has realized it! (End of this chapter)