My Practice Routine With My Confused Female Apprentice

Zhuifeng made his body as small as possible, just enough for Li An to lie on his back. He led Li An in the crowd like a fish swimming left and right, moving towards the front of the crowd, under the snow-capped mountains.

"Ping An, do you feel the breath of the beast?" He asked Li An as he pushed forward.

Of course he didn't get an answer. Don't say that Li An can't feel it, he doesn't even know what a beast is, even if he can feel it, he can't explain it clearly.

But in fact, Zhuifeng himself could vaguely feel the aura of the divine beast.

But the breath is not strong, very weak, like a phantom. I don't want a divine beast to come here in person.

"Huh?" Thinking of this, Zhuifeng suddenly stopped.

He continued to think, if a cub of a divine beast really came to a place like the Immortal Relics Land, how much of a commotion would it cause?

That year, a ninth-level Demon Devouring Willow almost wiped out the Land of Immortal Relics, let alone divine beasts?

He flew a little higher, higher than the crowd, and wanted to see if there were any stronger people coming here.

After waiting for a while, he heard someone in the crowd shouting:

"That's the heir of the Boundless Sword Sect, Fu Ming! He used Gold Core to fight Nascent Soul in Linxian City!!"

Fu Ming?

He hurriedly looked over, it was a man with a sword in his back and long hair fluttering in a blue shirt. Compared with the previous Tianjiao that he had never heard of, this is a real Tianjiao, a sword cultivator in the contemporary era of the Infinite Sword Sect, whose combat power is at least in the top ten.

Li Shiyin had met him before, and the two sides had fought against each other. Li Shiyin said that she was not sure of winning.

But, so far, besides Chasing Wind, he has only heard of Fu Ming among the strong men with names and surnames who appeared here.

None of the other Tianjiao, the other high rank cultivators have arrived.

If there really are divine beast cubs... is it possible?

Zhuifeng immediately understood that this must not be a divine beast.

"It's not a mythical beast..." he asked Li An, "What is it?"

Li An: "Yeah!"

Slowly, there are still people coming, and there are constant noises here and there.

As time went by, Zhuifeng suddenly discovered an interesting thing, that is:

He is not familiar with other Tianjiao, such as those from Little Sect, Zhishengu and Daojianmen, but most of the Tianjiao from Wujian Sword Sect are real Tianjiao. There are at least three of the top ten.

He thought for a while, and also wanted to understand the reason, and couldn't help grinning.

The foundation of Daojianmen is the spiritual vein under Sect. Others have mines at home, and Daojianmen built Sect on the mine of Lingmai; the foundation of Zhishen Valley is a valley full of spiritual soil , They use spiritual soil to cultivate elixir, and use elixir to refine Medicine Pill.

So what is the foundation of the Boundless Sword Sect? It is their profound and exquisite kendo Cultivation Technique, and their famous swords that have been passed down for thousands of years.

but……

They are poor!

Boundless Sword Sect is the poorest of the three Sects of Hengduan Mountain.

So this inexplicable news of Qilin's appearance will attract so many Tianjiao from the Boundless Sword Sect... and will not attract the Tianjiao from Daojianmen and Zhishen Valley.

He smiled, and led Li An to continue scurrying through the crowd, waiting for the so-called Qilin to reappear.

But they were running happily, Qilin didn't show up, and there was a commotion in the crowd.

"It's fighting, it's fighting, it's fighting over there..."

"Fu Ming is attacking the Saint Son of Sword!"

"Huh?" Zhuifeng stopped. If he remembered correctly, that Holy Sword Saint Son seemed to be a disciple of Daojianmen.

He thought for a while, found the direction of the commotion, and rushed over.

There was a large space in the crowd, and there were three people, two men and one woman, two men were fighting, and a beautiful woman stood on the edge with a slight smile on her lips.

Chasing the wind came here, looked at the woman, and vaguely remembered that it was the Fairy Miaoyi from Zhishen Valley.

Fighting over a woman? He frowned, is it necessary?

...he is still underage.

Fu Ming is a disciple of Tianjiao who is serious and honest, and Shengjian Shengzi is just an unknown student of Daojianmen...or a disciple with only a false name. Whoever loses and who wins is a matter of knowing at a glance.

Before Zhuifeng rushed to this side, Fu Ming, who was practicing the most authentic Wujian Swordsmanship of the Wujian Sword Sect, pressed down on Shengjian Shengzi and beat him. Not long after he arrived here, Shangjian Shengzi couldn't hold on anymore, and was buried by Fu Ming. Ming flew out with a sword.

Shengjian Shengzi fell into the snow mountain for about ten feet, and it took him a while to get the strength to climb out, but when he just climbed out of the snow pit, he was stepped on by Fu Ming who had been waiting for him outside the pit, Another sword pierced his mouth.

With murderous intent in his eyes, Fu Ming sneered and asked, "Fairy Miaoyi is so beautiful in the world, how can a lowly person like you get her hands on it?"

"Woooo..." Saint Sword Sword was full of fear and panic. He obviously wanted to explain something, but with a sword in his mouth, he couldn't say anything.

"Most people like you are in Daojianmen!" Fu Ming said in a loud voice, "You are inferior, humble, greedy for fame, don't think about cultivation, have a Cultivation Base of vanity, and only think about obscene things! People like you should not live in The practice world."

As he spoke, he raised his sword and said to the onlookers, "Everyone saw that he wanted to do lewd things to Fairy Miaoyi, and also saw his inferior Cultivation Base. I am doing justice for the heavens today!"

There were a few comments from the surrounding crowd, but most of them disagreed and were confused. What is this and what is it?

"No...no...yes!" Shengjian Shengzi wanted to explain, but Fu Ming's sword had already been chopped off. He saw the sword getting closer and closer to him, and he was too scared to speak.

"Ding!"

Fu Ming slashed down with his sword, but he failed to kill the Saint Son of Shangjian. Sword Qi struck out of nowhere and knocked his sword out of the way.

"Who?!" He roared, and hurriedly looked in the direction Sword Qi came from, but only saw a wolfdog-sized White Tiger?

That should be White Tiger, right?

"It's me, Master Chasing the Wind!" The White Tiger raised his head and introduced himself to him.

Fu Ming glanced at him, frowned, ignored him, and continued to ask: "Who made the sword? Dare to do it or not? Is it a sword cultivator?!"

Seeing Fu Ming ignoring him, Zhuifeng said in a big way, "It's the sword that your Master Zhuifeng made!"

"You drew the sword?" Fu Ming looked back at Zhui Feng and asked, "Who are you?"

Zhuifeng opened his eyes wide, and pointed his paw at Own's nose: "You don't even know me, Zhuifeng?"

Fu Ming looked at Zhuifeng seriously, shook his head and said, "I don't know."

"!!" Zhuifeng took a deep breath and asked, "Are you familiar with this Sword Qi?"

He raised his paw and pointed, and a purple Star Sword Qi flew towards Fu Ming on his back.

"Huh?" Fu Ming frowned, he slashed Sword Qi flying with his sword, and asked, "Li Shiyin's Star Sword Qi?"

This Hengduan Mountain Range is not big, and there are not many powerful peers.

"Hmph!" Zhuifeng snorted coldly, "You have some knowledge."

He pointed to the Saint Son of Sword on the ground, and said, "That's a person from my Dao Jianmen, and I should deal with it by my Dao Jianmen."

"How do you know Li Shiyin's Star Sword Qi?" Fu Ming put away the sword and asked aloud.

"Then leave it alone." Chasing Wind replied.

He was beaming with joy, motioning for Saint Sword Sword to run quickly, and asked Fu Ming, "What did he do wrong? Do you want to kill him all?"

Fu Ming looked at Fairy Miaoyi, but said nothing.

Zhuifeng looked at Fairy Miaoyi, who slowly retreated into the crowd and disappeared.

He frowned, feeling something was wrong.

But at this moment, there was another commotion in the crowd, and another fight broke out.

"Boundless Sword Sect Kongxuan Sword Immortal and Dao Jianmen..."

Boundless Sword Sect and Dao Sword Sect again?

Zhuifeng looked at Shengjian Shengzi who had already slipped away, turned around and got into the crowd, and ran over there.

As soon as he turned around, Fu Ming saw the baby lying on his back, the baby wrapped around Sword Qi.

"I was scared off by a baby?!" Fu Ming's face was a little ugly.