My Disciple Died Yet Again

She walked anxiously, did not look at the road, was about to go out of the hall, just hit a few small radish heads on the face, it should be the new disciple recruited by this enrollment, about ten years old, three children in front, Perhaps the first time I entered such a place where the fairy flutters, the three people look different, the first child is excited, the second child is excited, the third child looks...bug!

I wished to go to the next meal and almost fell out of the hall.

"Little scorpion!" Qu Qu grabbed her hand, only to avoid her face on the ground.

Who is your little nephew!

No, I wish to look back at a group of children who have already reached the center of the temple. The bottom of the heart has turned into the sea, and the bugs have appeared so guarded, without any notice.

"Hey, who is the child over there?" She pointed to the little boy on the right.

"Not a new disciple?" Qu Qu gave her a look, how do I know the eyes, "However, standing in the front row, presumably also in front of the righteous, breaking through the illusion. Unfortunately, they used to I haven’t practiced it. Although I have some insights, I can’t improve my cultivation. It just makes my heart more firm.”

"The people in the front row are all enlightened?"

"Ok."

Getting started is an epiphany, which is obviously the standard for the golden finger! She suddenly remembered Yi Yi, and sure enough, all the bugs would enter the adventure route. This child will not be the same as Yi Yi.

She couldn't help but look back and look inside the hall. It has already begun to test the roots. The children in the previous row have the epiphany. One is the three spirit roots and the other is the double roots. All are considered good qualifications, and even the expression of Qu Jiang has eased a lot.

It was the turn of the bug child who put his hand on the crystal ball. There was a kind of...two...three... five colors in the ball.

The mood of Qujiang flying, and then swayed to the bottom!

Five Linggen!

Zhu Yao is shocked, this setting is wrong. Say good bug male master * fried days? Why is it five roots, is this time changing the course of bitterness!

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She was turned back to Tian Qifeng with full of doubts. Before she could figure out the difference in this bug, she fell into a busy school.

National Good School Comrade Qu Jiang. Personally supervise teaching. Every day, I will stalk and practice, and I am determined to train her as a virtue, a beautiful person... ah. It is a versatile and high-end technical talent in the five-system operation of Jinmushui. Every day, looking at her eyes, the enthusiasm is like a fire.

She occasionally yawns, Qu Jiang has to suffer for the first time, always have to follow the temptation. Speaking with a heavy heart, "Uncle Shi... time is running out!"

Made her think she was half-length. Has been buried in general.

Can still let the elderly, a little normal life in old age.

Whenever the practice encounters the problem of Ding points, Qu Jiang is convening all the senior leaders above the Yuan Ying period for the first priority of the martial art. The special meeting to discuss the research in depth, and finally get the most perfect solution, I am afraid that she will take a detour. This degree of emphasis. Even the people of the Party Central Committee... have been alarmed.

Legend has it that the dragons are not seen at the end, and the two honorary professors of the Asahi School are the gods. It is a turn to come to her to talk about her heart. Uh... It’s not right. It’s the practice of preaching and practicing various spiritual practices. It also deliberately binds all kinds of difficult problems that may be encountered into a book. If it is wrong, it is made into a jade card so that she can inquire at any time.

This kind of rhythm that everyone expects you to live long is really scary.

"Hey, Master, this is for you." The little bully had a serious face.

Zhu Yao smashed the small head of his hard-wearing old man. "You know, science teaching is to be relaxed and relaxed. It is not right to encourage the seedlings." She strongly protested and asked for a vacation.

"Oh..." The little bully licked her face. "You are very old, no longer."

"..." in the knife.

It’s not the meaning of the seedlings to help!

Pulling his chubby little face, pull it to the sides, "What do you say!" Actually dare to abandon her old.

"Hey... it hurts!" He licked his red face and looked at his grievances. "Xiaobai said it is true. Xiaobai wants Master to teach no way!"

I wish you a trip and put him on his lap. "What can't you do? Is Qujiang not your master?"

"No, he is the master of the head, it is different from my master." He shook his head.

What do you mean? I wish you know when you ask me. Dare to be a white or a second generation, parents can be regarded as the middle and high level of the faction, Jin Dan's cultivation, but when he was still young, both fell. He was a golden fire double root, so he was taken by another Yuan Ying executive in the door to be a pro-author. But it wasn't long before I got started. Master went to work again and again, and now I can't come out. In order not to waste such a double Linggen genius, the principal of Qujiang took him to teach him, so Xiaobai called him the master. But after all, it is an apprentice who helps people to take charge of it. Therefore, there is no strict mastering of the masters.

Compared with her strict teaching, Xiaobai is a stocked existence.

"It doesn't matter, you will learn from you in the future." Zhu Yao took the initiative and made Qujiang teach her the contents, all of which were copied to Xiaobai. I can’t always be alone.

Xiao Bai was very happy at the beginning. As she gave more and more things, the little face suddenly became entangled. There are too many things. He is a child who is less than ten years old. It is really difficult to digest. She can only add some of her own practice experience, especially the details that need to be paid attention to, such as Zhuji and Jindan.

"Hey, can you really learn to do this?"

"Of course, it’s as powerful as you." You must believe me, boy.

His eyes lit up, suddenly thought of something, and entangled, "but the foundation is not just to eat a building base dan?"

I wish to wrinkle my face and become a good descendant of Yulin Feng. She instinctively hates the medicinal herbs. "Small bully, medicinal herbs, it is best not to eat!"

"why?"

"Because..." Zhu Yao began to scare the children mode, "Do you think what kind of medicine is used for?"

He thought with a low head and replied, "Lingcao."

"Yes, it's the grass. Then think about it. What is the body of you?"

"Dandelion!"

"You see dandelion is also a grass. If the medicinal herbs are trained by the grass, then it is not a lot of corpses like grasses like cockroaches..."

She hasn't finished, the face of the little bully has been pale and pale, and she looked at her in horror, as if she had remembered something, and she slammed her mouth and said it was about to spit it out. Pulling your feet will run far.

Listening to Qu Jiang unintentionally revealed that the bully went back and spit for an hour, and still has a nightmare.

I wish that there is a sense of guilt that has ruined the flowers of the motherland! Since then, Xiaobai has stayed away from all the medicines.

Well, the effect is still very significant.

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After giving her a theoretical foundation for three months, the principal, Qu Jiang, forced her to retreat. It is forbidden for everyone to go to Tian Qifeng to disturb her, including Xiao Bawang and Yan. I wish that there was no chance to inquire about the bug, and that she had not received the story yet, and she did not dare to act.

I heard that he was assigned to the outer door.

Estimated, the child is at least ten years old. Even if you want to destroy the bad things in the world, you have to wait until you grow up.

She squatted and let him pay attention to the unknown bug child. When he was in trouble, he would help him, and try not to let him become a singer.

Doing this well, she officially began to work hard to improve. Although she did not quite agree with Qu Jiang’s eagerness to let her improve her behavior, she now needs to improve her body. Although it is much better than the average old man, it will not be a three-step, five-step break. But compared to other monks, it is much weaker and the bones are crisp.

The palace of Tianqifeng is a good place for retreat. It may be because the former owner is covered with Lingshi’s money-sending behavior on the ground. The aura inside is ten times more intense than other places. She even saved the steps of the gathering of the spirits, and directly found a place with the most uniform aura of the five elements ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ began to meditate.

She sat, did not sit in the knot, to make a dream, no difference is that the nonsense story predicts the dream.

Compared to the previous plot, this time she saw an inspirational drama.

The protagonist is called Night Qing Cang. His situation is similar to the first bug. He is not an orphan, but he is a poor rural family. He is often bullied because of his small size. He belongs to the series of "My Childhood is Miserable" series.

By chance, he picked up a fast-hanging foundation-based monk and learned about the cultivation of immortals. So the brave teenager took a few big cakes and went on the road. After several tests, he finally joined the first-class Xiuxian Xianmen-Xuyu School. However, due to the extremely poor qualifications of Wulingen, he was placed in the outer door.

The outer door is basically a type that is hopeless for the avenue. Especially in the first-class fairy tales such as the Xuxu faction, the foreign disciples are collectively stocked, and even some of them are not as good as the comrades. less. Even if you work hard, you can only stop at the foundation. Even most of the disciples will not be able to reach their homes for the rest of their lives.

At night, Qing Qing thought that he was lucky and stepped into the path of longevity. But slowly, he found this road to be more cruel than before. There are many foreign disciples, but because of their poor posture, the sects of the top leaders have never looked at these disciples, which has caused some confusion on management. Various dark bullyings have occurred, but no one has come to control them.

Then the night Qing Cang brushed up again, "My childhood can be more tragic" copy, did not say that the martial arts unified distribution of resources, even the monthly secluded Dan, will be the same door in various forms of private deduction Come down.

His cultivation is more difficult to grow, and he has done all kinds of hard work. (To be continued) R466