Painting of the Nine Immortals

In the cave, Lu Yunmeng looked at Ling Xian timidly, his arms clasped in his horns, uneasy.

She was afraid that Ling Xian would not teach her after she knew she was eliminated in the first round.

"Don't be afraid, you are not a waste." Ling Xian smiled mildly. If the body of the near-fu is waste, there would be no genius in this world.

This legendary physique is even more rare than the nine holy bodies of the human race!

"You ... are you still willing to teach me?" Lu Yunmeng looked at Ling Xian hopefully.

"Of course, it's my pleasure to teach you."

Ling Xian smiled lightly, but Lu Yunmeng was a near-fu body. Being a great master is a matter of course. Who doesn't want to be her master?

"I'm honored ..." Lu Yunmeng's eyes were red.

When everyone said that she was a waste, and she did not want to teach her to draw symbols, Ling Xian said that it was an honor to teach her. How could she not be moved?

"You remember, on Fudao qualification, you are the best in the world, even if all the people of Xianfuzong are added together, they can't compare with you."

Ling Xian's smile gradually narrowed. He could see that Lu Yunmeng was inferior, so he wanted to give the child confidence.

"Really?"

Lu Yunmeng was shy. She didn't know what Guan Jue meant, but she could hear that Ling Xian was bragging about her.

"I don't tell lies."

Ling Xian seriously looked at Lu Yunmeng and said, "Do you have any relatives?"

"No, my father and mother are disciples of Xian Fuzong. They died in a mission." Lu Yunmeng was depressed.

"No wonder ..."

Ling Xian sighed softly, looked at Lu Yunmeng with pity, and said, "From this moment, you can treat me as a loved one."

"Can I worship you as a teacher?" Lu Yunmeng gathered courage, his eyes were full of expectations.

"Of course you can." Ling Xian smiled slightly, guarding the passage was not a matter of overnight, just to teach Lu Yunmeng.

"Master," Lu Yunmeng smiled, rushed into Ling Xianhuai's arms, and hugged him tightly.

That kind of joy and shyness made Ling Xian feel pity.

There is no father and mother, and he is regarded as waste. He always knows with his toes that this child must have suffered a lot.

"With me, you won't suffer any more."

Ling Xian held Lu Yunmeng and said, "Sleep, tomorrow, I will teach you how to draw a rune."

Hearing that, Lu Yunmeng's mouth turned up, and he entered the dreamland with sweetness.

In her sleep, her hand did not release Lingxian, as if she was afraid that Lingxian would leave her.

...

Since sending those wayward and arrogant children down the mountain, Lingxian's life has returned to the previous peace. In addition to practicing daily, she is teaching Lu Yunmeng.

Although Zu Fu has not yet awakened, Lu Yunmeng has also shown amazing Fudao qualifications. In just half a month, she became a junior rune.

Of course, this has nothing to do with Ling Xian's careful teaching.

Without the careful teaching of his Grand Master of Runes, even if Lu Yunmeng had awakened his ancestors, he would not have been a junior rune in just half a month.

With the passage of time, Lu Yunmeng entered the country at a rapid speed, which was a thousand miles a day.

Unfortunately, she still didn't awaken her ancestor.

In this regard, Ling Xian is not in a hurry.

He did teach Lu Yunmeng to understand the ancestors, but this is only part of the reason. Lu Yunmeng's smartness and sensibility made him like it in his heart, and he was willing to teach.

Lu Yunmeng is also becoming more and more sticky.

At first, she was inferior and timid. She was careful about everything she was doing, for fear of provoking Lingxian.

But with the passage of time, Ling Xian's tenderness warmed her heart, making her more cheerful and more confident.

The only thing that made Ling Xian helpless was that Lu Yunmeng liked to hug him to sleep. If he didn't let Lu Yunmeng weep.

That miserable look made Ling Xian cry and laugh, and she simply left.

In this way, time passed little by little, and in the blink of an eye, three years had passed.

Lu Yunmeng is so sturdy that anyone who sees it will praise the beauty embryo.

Her rune attainment has reached the level of a senior rune master. If it is passed on, the entire Kunlun star will be shaken!

It is really amazing. In just three years, Lu Yunmeng has become a senior magician, it is simply incredible!

But in Ling Xian's view, this is normal.

Lu Yunmeng is a near-fu body, and the qualification of Fudao is the most deserved first. No one can control it.

Moreover, her master is Ling Xian, a demon who has set foot in the realm of the Grand Master after only one hundred years!

Under Lingxian's careful teaching, Lu Yunmeng's failure to become a senior charmer is a strange thing.

"Just hold me to sleep, what's the matter of pretending to sleep?"

Looking at Lu Yunmeng who had been awake but still clinging to his son, Ling Xian sighed, quite helplessly.

Lu Yunmeng is not only a senior runemaster, but also a monk on the ninth level of gas refining. He does not need to sleep at all.

"Master's chest is too warm, and I can't bear to leave." Lu Yunmeng's mouth turned up, and he refused to get up.

"stand up."

Ling Xian glanced at Lu Yunmeng. In the past three years, Lu Yunmeng's biggest change has not been his appearance or his accomplishments, but his character.

Although still well-behaved, he is cheerful and confident, not as careful as he was then.

"Hugging for a while will not be less meat." Lu Yunmeng made a face, reluctantly released Lingxian.

"You are twelve years old and you should understand that there is a difference between men and women." Ling Xian was helpless, and Lu Yunmeng was so dependent on him that he had reached the bones.

"But you are Master." Lu Yunmeng blinked big gem-like eyes.

"You girl, just leave it to you."

Ling Xian shook her head and laughed. In the past three years, his cultivation has not improved, but Fu Dao has accomplished a lot.

Just one year ago, Lu Yunmeng awakened the ancestor.

This is the origin of the Runic Tao. It can also be said to be the first rune in the heavens and the earth. After understanding this rune, Ling Xian's stagnant runic attainment has finally improved.

Although it is not comparable to the fifth incinerator, at this moment, he is definitely the best of the great masters.

If the ancestors can be thoroughly penetrated, his amulet attainment will be comparable to the fifth burning day!

"Master is the best to me." Lu Yunmeng cheered, fluttered into Ling Xian's arms, enjoying his warm embrace.

"Okay, I'll go out for a while." Ling Xian's figure faded, and when she appeared again, she had already reached the gate of Dongfu.

This caused Lu Yunmeng to pout and said, "Master, I want to go too."

"The place I'm going to is very dangerous, obediently wait for me to come back." Ling Xian smiled lightly. For the past three years, he would go to the strange channel every once in a while.

Only then can he be truly assured.

At present, Lingxian walked out of Dongfu and planned to go deeper into the ground.

But at this moment, a loud noise came from above, ringing through the entire Xianfuzong.

After that, the explosion sounded one after another, shaking the ground, endlessly.

This caused Ling Xianjian's eyebrows to wrinkle slightly, moving her eyes upward.

I saw that there were five men in black suspended there, constantly bombarding the rune with the secret treasure forbidden.

Under their stormy offensive, the rune prohibition had cracked, and it would be completely broken before long.

"Nice secret, Rune of the Immortal Sect is banned, and at most it will last for a while."

Ling Xian's eyes were so deep that the rune prohibition of Xian Fuzong was really good. Even he could not break it.

However, this refers to rune-breaking runes. If you use brute force, several ninth-level powers can join forces to break them.