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This time he faced off against a monk with three spiritual roots: metal, wood, and fire.

Although they are also three spiritual roots, the golden spiritual root and the fire spiritual root have extremely strong attack power, and the wood increases the fire. Meng Che's spiritual roots have no advantage at all. If the opponent's lack of experience was not for Meng Che's opportunity, he would have been able to delay even a moment longer. Zhong, Meng Che will lose.

The senior sister also knew very well that Meng Che's victory this time was all due to luck, so she couldn't help but sigh, "Meng Che's spiritual skills are so bad, it's a pity."

If your spiritual roots are too poor, you will lose at the starting line. If you want to achieve the same success as others, you must put in a thousand times the efforts of others, and you must have a great opportunity.

But big opportunities are not just cabbages in the wet market. They are not so easy to find.

Although it has happened before that an outer sect disciple was appreciated by the elders of the sect and given a marrow-cleansing pill, which washed away the spiritual roots from his body and became a single-spiritual root monk, and soared into the sky.

But the probability of such a low-probability event is close to zero.

But now all the sect leaders are attracted by the strange cave and have no interest in paying attention to the competition of a small outer disciple.

No matter how hard Meng Che tried, it was destined to be in vain.

The senior sister couldn't help but ask Jiujiu: "Little senior uncle, do you have the marrow cleansing pill?"

If he could get a marrow cleansing pill, Meng Che could wash away those waste spiritual roots and keep only one, becoming a single spiritual root monk. With his hard work, his future achievements would be unbearable.

Jiujiu, who was eating fruit, was stunned when she heard what the senior sister said: "Aren't you a single spirit root? What do you want the Marrow Cleansing Pill for?"

Is it possible that a single spiritual root can be washed into a heavenly spiritual root?

The senior sister was silent for a moment: "I want to give it to Meng Che."

I have seen many disciples who obviously have good spiritual roots but are wasting their lives, and seeing Meng Che who has three spiritual roots but works so hard, the senior sister can't help but want to help Meng Che.

Jiujiu doesn't have any special thoughts about Meng Che. She has seen many people who work harder than Meng Che. If they all help, even if they divide her, it won't be enough.

But Senior Sister has never been a soft-hearted person, so being able to say this was really beyond Jiujiu's expectations.

I thought that Meng Che was just an outer disciple who met by chance, but I didn't expect that he could make the senior sister have such thoughts. He really has some ability.

Jiujiu put down the drawing book in her hand, raised her eyelids and glanced at Meng Che on the ring.

She does have a nice face, but I don’t know what kind of magic power makes the eldest sister so attracted to her.

Jiujiu looked at Meng Che who was embarrassedly avoiding the attack on the ring, and narrowed his eyes: "Why?"

"He works very hard. If you give him a chance, he will be able to..."

"Why?" Jiujiu turned her head to look at the senior sister. Jiujiu's eyes were as deep as the sea, with a cold light shining in her eyes. The cold look on her face was exactly the same as Wu Che's. The cold and ruthless look made the senior sister shudder instantly.

Jiujiu has always treated others in a gentle manner, and the senior sister has almost forgotten that Jiujiu has learned the ruthless way from Wu Che.

The senior sister's lips moved, but she couldn't say a word.

Seeing that the senior sister did not answer, Jiujiu stopped asking further questions and lowered her head to look at the drawing book in her hand. However, the atmosphere between the two could not return to the past.

Jiujiu and senior sister can see Meng Che's problem, and naturally others can too.

Meng Che was quickly knocked off the ring, and the outer disciples who knocked Meng Che off the ring began to defend the ring.

When the outer disciples of Xuantian Sect and some inner disciples saw Meng Che being knocked off the ring, they immediately stepped forward to help him up.

However, Meng Che pushed everyone away and walked straight towards Jiujiu.

When he was one meter away from Jiujiu, Meng Che suddenly knelt down and kowtowed, and said loudly: "Greetings, Uncle Master."

Jiujiu paused while flipping through the picture book and raised her eyes slightly.

Meng Cheruxue's white clothes were stained with mud, and her delicate and handsome face was covered with dust and blood stains. She was obviously extremely embarrassed, but her eyes were focused and expressive, looking straight at Jiujiu, as if she was the only one in the sky and the earth. Jiu.

Jiujiu, who was not interested in Meng Che at first, flickered her eyes slightly after receiving Meng Che's eyes again.

This Meng Che is a bit interesting.

Putting away the drawing book, Jiujiu stepped in front of Meng Che and lowered her head.

Meng Che's black hair was as black and smooth as forging, and it swayed slightly as Meng Che kowtowed, emitting little bits of light.

Jiujiu narrowed her eyes and asked casually: "Is something wrong?"

Meng Che kowtowed deeply again and said loudly: "Disciple, I beg my uncle to accept me as his disciple."

Jiujiu: "???"

On the way here, the senior sister kept chattering. Although Jiujiu seemed careless, she knew some information.

For example, Meng Che looks like a handsome young man, but in fact he is almost thirty years old, a few years older than Jiujiu. Now he is kneeling in front of Jiujiu, hoping that Jiujiu can accept him as his disciple.

Although Jiujiu is not very old, she is indeed Wu Che's disciple, and she is a genius who has successfully climbed the ladder to immortality. It is not an exaggeration to say that she is the number one disciple in this generation.

What's more, after Jiujiu entered the Tianxuan Secret Realm and acquired a spirit beast, he became the second monk in Hongmeng Continent to own a spirit beast after Wu Che. With this talent, Xuantian Sect will definitely spend the entire sect's financial resources to acquire Jiujiu's spirit beast. Cultivation base is piled up.

Such a promising monk would either not accept a disciple, or even if he did, he would definitely choose a monk who was as talented as her.

Meng Che, apart from his good-looking face, doesn't look like a genius.

When Jiujiu came to be her disciple in front of so many people, she didn't feel at all that Meng Che really wanted to become her disciple. Instead, she felt that Meng Che was kidnapping her morally.

Jiujiu raised her eyes and saw, sure enough, many Xuantian Sect disciples were already staring at her. If Jiujiu hadn't looked so cold just now, someone might have started to coax Jiujiu into accepting Meng Che.

It can be seen that Meng Che obviously discovered this and did it deliberately.

However, as long as I have no morals, no one can kidnap her.

What's more, Jiujiu didn't realize that Meng Che was qualified to be her apprentice.

Jiujiu refused bluntly: "Sorry, I don't accept disciples."

Although he rejected Meng Che, he still saved Meng Che's face.

After Jiujiu finished speaking, he was about to leave, but Meng Che finally saw Jiujiu. How could he be willing to let Jiujiu leave so easily? Seeing that morality could not kidnap Jiujiu, he stood up and asked: "Uncle Master, do you think I am a third-class person?" Spiritual roots?”

Jiujiu: "..."

Jiujiu didn't speak, but the senior sister clearly noticed something.

Although she admired Meng Che, compared with Meng Che, Jiujiu was the future mainstay of Xuantian Sect.

The senior sister stood directly in front of Meng Che: "We'll talk about it when we get back."

After the senior sister finished speaking, she protected Jiujiu and left.

She had begun to regret bringing Jiujiu to watch the outer disciples compete.

Looking at the aggressive Meng Che standing opposite, he was obviously very utilitarian, but he had a look of indifference on his face.

The ancients did not deceive me. It is true that a person cannot be judged by his appearance. This beautiful and unrivaled face has been blinded in vain.

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