Prehistoric: The beginning of the game mixed with the Xiantian Lingbao chat group

Chapter 22: Coming out of seclusion, the hidden genius of the Changchun Sect (Thanks for the recommendation vote)

Master Wanmu is so helpless!

He sighed and said, "Girl, how did you bypass my master's formation and break in directly?"

At this time, Master Wanmu was about to pass the tribulation.

In order to be able to retreat properly, he arranged eleven layers of formations outside his own garden!

This formation is not to guard against others, but to guard against myself, a closed disciple.

However, it still failed...

Today, Lingqiu is wearing a light pink Taoist robe.

On top of the Taoist robe is an elegant picture of spring mountains and clouds.

This makes her look innocent yet playful, very cute!

Lingqiu girl's playful face was full of disgust, and she complained directly:

"Master, your formation has been updated to the seventeenth generation, but there are not enough changes!"

"The disciple just spared himself a few times and was able to successfully avoid it."

"It's a blessing that I'm my disciple. If another bad person came here, you would be dead."

Wanmu Zhenren's face was obviously glowing, but at this moment, he was helpless and had no hope for life.

However, he still said with great pride: "Oh, that's you, a different person comes to break into the formation, and let him die without a burial place as a teacher!"

In other words, you, girl, come to break into the formation every three to five times.

You are already well aware of all the changes that have occurred as a teacher.

How could this be so easy if it were another person?

He silently added in his heart: "Under the human immortality, my teacher is already invincible!"

Lingqiu continued to shake Master's hand: "Master..." (Sheep voice)

Wanmu Zhenren sighed and said: "What's the use of being coquettish to my teacher? I don't bother to care about you."

"Hmph, your sheep voice is of no use to me and your senior brother."

He continued: "Your senior brother was in seclusion to gather the Yinshen, and he was not sleeping. How could he come out so soon?"

Lingqiu pouted and sighed slightly.

She understands the truth.

However, I haven't seen my senior brother for so long, and I'm really not used to it.

"Hey, how will we live without our senior brother?"

Senior brother once hummed a song, which was: I'm really not used to being without you...

Now think about it, senior brother, has he already guessed that he will miss him when he goes to retreat?

Humph, you stinky senior brother, you are so disgusting.

However, when listening to this song, it does feel a bit desolate.

Master Wanmu took the opportunity to say: "Practice well and retreat well! By the time you come out of seclusion, your senior brother must have already come out of seclusion."

"Don't you want to get through the second realm quickly, and then you can eat and drink to your heart's content?"

Lingqiu pouted and said, "No, I can't calm down."

I understand the principles, but my body doesn’t obey its orders.

"Master, our Changchun Palace, the most concentrated senior, spent so much time."

Master Wanmu smiled and said:

"She should be one of the twelve immortals today, your Master Lu Wan. She has already succeeded in concentrating in just one year and seven months. She can be called the genius of my Changchun Palace."

"You, Uncle Lu Waner, are also the person who has the most hope of attacking the Xuanxian after the Patriarch!"

It is difficult to cultivate immortality.

The founder of our Changchun Sect is now only an eighth-grade true immortal!

After hearing the master's words, Lingqiu's face drooped.

"Master... (lazy sheep voice) I feel like my life has lost its motivation."

How will I live without my senior brother by my side?

Master Wanmu gave her a look, but he was too lazy to pay attention.

"That means you have good talent, otherwise the headmaster would have beaten you up. You are so willful!"

Lingqiu ignored his master and just said dejectedly: "Hey, then I won't be able to see my senior brother for at least more than a year. Damn it!"

Master Wanmu gloated over his misfortune and said: "Your senior brother does not have the talent of your senior uncle Lu Waner. Is there a possibility that he can start in ten years, hahaha..."

Her precious disciple Ling Qiu immediately glared at him!

…

"Master, Junior Sister!"

Lingqiu was stunned for a moment, and then said in surprise: "Master, everyone is hallucinating. They heard my senior brother calling me. How about you send me in and let me see if my senior brother can practice?"

She looked at her master, only to find that she also had a look of astonishment on her face.

"I, I seem to be hearing hallucinations too?"

Are you crazy? Just now, he actually heard his disciple who was in retreat calling him?

Just when I was surprised, the familiar voice sounded again: "Master, why have you improved and upgraded the formation again?"

"Disciple knows that you are pursuing the Steady Way, but after all, this is within the Changchun Palace!"

"You think, if even our Changchun faction's formation has been destroyed, what's the use of your formation?"

Master Wanmu and Master Lingqiu looked towards the door at the same time.

That familiar figure!

Those familiar words!

That's right, it's that brat, our apprentice, Feng Ming.

"Yeah, senior brother!"

Lingqiu was so happy that she jumped directly towards her senior brother with a little jump.

Her beautiful and graceful figure drew a beautiful arc and pounced directly towards Feng Ming.

What a beautiful woman throwing herself into my arms!

pity--

Feng Ming habitually turned sideways and immediately avoided it.

Feng Ming said with a smile: "You are already a big boss, but you are still reckless. Master, punish her!"

Lingqiu's lips immediately pursed three feet high!

Smelly senior brother, stinky senior brother, stinky senior brother...

Wanmu Zhenren did not speak. There was a trace of helplessness in his eyes.

Feng Ming said: "Master, why are you looking at me like this?"

Master Wanmu patted his shoulder and comforted him in a kind voice:

"Hey, Feng'er, did you fail?"

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. It's normal to fail to concentrate. Let's continue next time."

"Well……"

Master, do you think so little of yourself?

Lingqiu also came to his senses at this time!

"Ah, could it be that senior brother... he failed to concentrate?"

Yes!

Master said, our Changchun sect’s most talented uncle spent a full year and seven months concentrating!

But now senior brother is out in just one month!

Isn’t this a failure?

Feng Ming looked at Zhenren Wanmu who was obviously a little disappointed, but showed no concern and instead comforted himself. He smiled bitterly and said with a smile: "Master, you are looking down on me."

"Is there a possibility that your disciple is actually a genius?"

Master Wanmu patted himself on the shoulder and said: "Don't make trouble, don't give me a slap on the back now."

"Um?"

He was stunned for a moment.

His eldest disciple stood opposite him.

The little apprentice stood stupidly at the door.

So, why are there still people knocking themselves on the back?

immediately--

"Yin Shen Yumono!"

Thanks to Master's neurological reflex arc, which was not that long, he finally reacted.

The original depression suddenly dissipated, and there was surprise in his eyes!

He shouted: "Good boy, you have succeeded in concentrating!"

Feng Ming showed a proud smile and said: "Well, it's done!"

This kind of complacency comes from a kind of pride.

It was just like the pride he felt when his father and teacher applauded him when he got perfect marks in the exam.

The master is also half of his father, and his surprise and admiration can make him proud.

Master Wanmu patted Feng Ming on the shoulder, full of surprise.

"You, how, how can you be so genius!"

Awesome, this is really awesome!

"Hahaha, my disciple actually succeeded in concentrating within a month!"

"I really didn't realize it. My disciple is actually a genius, hahaha..."

Feng Mingxin said: "Teacher, actually it only took me two minutes to concentrate."

He said to Master Wanmu: "No, no, it's all because the teacher teaches well. In fact, the disciple has failed many times, and now he can concentrate smoothly."

This can be considered a fact.

After all, after finishing his "part-time job" in the Weapon Refining Hall, he tried to concentrate.

Although it was a temporary idea, it can still be regarded as a once-in-a-lifetime event.

Master Wanmu came to his senses immediately.

He patted Feng Ming on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Very good, very good, boy, you have finally learned a bit of Master's steady way."

"Lingqiu, if anyone asks, just say this, this is our senior brother's eleventh retreat, that's why it goes so smoothly, do you understand?"

We must carry out stability to the end!

However, Lingqiu was not happy.

"Ah, why is this? Senior brother is obviously a genius!"

"If the Headmaster finds out, the Headmaster will personally reward the elixir, right?"

"Senior brother can still receive key training!"

Wanmu Zhenren said earnestly: "You girl doesn't understand. If it were normal times and your senior brother really wanted to show off, master wouldn't stop him."

"But, at this juncture, your senior brother is not suitable for being in the limelight!"

Feng Ming was stunned: This is the critical moment?

"Uh, Master, has something happened to the sect recently?"

(End of chapter)