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Chapter 524 The Tao Is Ruthless (28)

Nan Xing covered the barrier with his little hand, and asked, "Then, how long will the master be in seclusion?"

Shu Ling thought for a moment, and replied: "It's as little as three to five years, and as much as a hundred years."

Nan Xing was surprised, "So long?!"

She shouldn't wait so long!
She wants to see her master right now!
Nan Xing continued to slap the barrier, turning a deaf ear to Shu Ling's dissuasion, "Master, you shut your little disciple out! Master! Master! Come see me!"

"Master! You clearly said that you will teach me when I reach the first floor!"

"Master! You can't do this! Have you forgotten what you said before?"

"Master..."

After shouting for an unknown amount of time, Nan Xing fell to the ground, leaning against the barrier, and gently pressed her cheek against it, as if she could get closer to her master.

Why is it so.

She has been working so hard, just looking forward to this day.

The greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment. Nan Xing never expected that she finally reached the first floor, but what was waiting for her was that she could not even see her master.

"Go back." Shu Ling said softly.

Nan Xing felt aggrieved, and felt even more uncomfortable, and immediately began to play tricks, "I don't want it, I want to wait here for the master, if the master is capable, let me wait here to die!"

Shu Ling felt helpless, "Don't be childish."

Nan Xing snorted, her eyes were red, but the tears did not fall, "I'm going to lose my temper! Why do you care about me! I don't want you to care! I want Master to care!"

"Tiannanxing!" Shu Ling's tone was a little more serious.

When she became stubborn, he really couldn't control her.

A teardrop fell from the socket of his eye, Nan Xing wiped the corner of his eye, "You are still fierce to me! Sure enough, Master is the best, I want Master!"

Shu Ling sighed, resigned himself to his fate, and softened his voice, "Don't make trouble, you can't bear to be disturbed in retreat, if you really want to see him, I'll go find him if I have a chance and let him leave quickly, okay?"

With a coaxing tone like that of a child, Nan Xing really liked it. He sniffed and calmed down a bit, "Really? Can you contact Master?"

"Ah."

Nan Xing thought so too, the book spirit was given to her by her master, who supervised her, and it is normal to be able to contact the master who retreated.

She stood up and patted the dust on her dress. Thinking of something, she said in a low voice: "If... I am more immortal, and my talent is better, I will definitely be able to cultivate to the first level faster."

If she was like Bai Jingwan, she must have been taught by her master a long time ago, and she would not wait until the master retreated to reach the first floor.

Maybe, as those people say, she is a piece of elm.

Her voice was very low, but Shu Ling could still hear it clearly, "You have a strong affinity for immortality and good talent, so don't underestimate yourself."

Nan Xing smiled, "Shu Ling, don't comfort me anymore, I don't have any destiny."

If it is good, why did she practice so slowly alone when she started together? Is it really laying a good foundation as Shu Ling said?
Moreover, she knows better than anyone else that she was able to enter the fairy gate because of Feng Yu...

Even if she didn't care about what those people said before, now that she can't see her master, she will inevitably think too much.

It was only then that Shu Ling realized how much she had misunderstood her own talent, and he said seriously: "Tiannanxing, it is true that you have a strong affinity for immortality, and if you have no or shallow affinity for immortality, even if you have the opportunity to enter the immortal sect, There is no way to get all the celestial veins, so you can only be a handyman disciple. Not to mention being bestowed by Tianzun, it is precisely because you are the celestial veins bestowed by him, so the early stage of cultivation is slow, because the celestial energy you need is ten percent higher than that of ordinary people Once you have passed the fifth level of the Immortal Vein, your cultivation speed will increase."

He told her all the benefits of Tianheng bestowing her immortal veins, without hiding anything.

Nan Xing paused, surprised and delighted, "So I'm not what they said at all."

"Yeah." Shu Ling paused for a moment, and said in a low voice: "It stands to reason that among the disciples who go to the mortal world, there will be some who can see the fate of immortality..."

How can there be such a statement?

Before, he thought it was an intrigue between disciples, Nan Xing didn't care, and he didn't bother to care about it, but he didn't expect that even she herself didn't know whether she had a fairy fate or not.

Nan Xing frowned slightly, and guessed what was going on after thinking about it...

She bowed in the direction of the Immortal Palace, and then took a reluctant look before leaving...

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Bamboo sect.

Feng Yu is a first-class disciple, unlike Nan Xing who just got started and has to attend classes every day.

He also has a master, so many classes are not compulsory.

It's been a bit cold these two days, he sleeps until the sun rises every day before waking up, stays in bed for a while, and then eats lunch directly.

I was sleeping soundly under the quilt when suddenly I heard a loud noise and the door was kicked open...

He frowned and asked in a daze, "Who?!"

He heard footsteps, and he felt cold...

The quilt was suddenly lifted, and the cold wind from outside the door came in. He shivered from the cold, and opened his eyes, "You fucking..."

The moment he saw the person coming, the scolding he was about to utter stopped in embarrassment, rubbed his eyes, and couldn't believe it, "Little beggar? Why are you here?"

The girl was wearing a blue poncho, with a soft fur collar around the neckline, and two fluffy balls hanging on her hair. Perhaps because of her anxiety, her cheeks were flushed with health, her lips were pursed slightly, and her eyes were full of anger. It looks like a kitten whose fur has blown up in winter, so cute.

Feng Yu was wearing a thin underwear, with her long hair messed up in a mess, she was a little stunned, and she didn't say to put the quilt on first...

Until Nan Xing quickly pulled out his saber and placed it around his neck...

He came back to his senses and took a breath, "Cool cool!"

In this winter, the blade is like ice.

"Little beggar, what do you mean?"

When he met her eyes, he didn't see any killing intent, so he didn't move his sword away, let alone make a move.

Nan Xing asked: "When you went to accept disciples in the mortal world, did you bring a magic weapon to see the fate of immortals?"

Feng Yu replied honestly, "Yes."

But she saw even more anger in her eyes, "Then why didn't you explain it clearly to them?"

Feng Yu was a little confused, "What should I say clearly?"

"They all said that I came in because of your relationship, and they all said that I am not worthy of entering the fairy gate! Do you really don't know or you don't know? Or..."

Nan Xing looked at him, and said one sentence after another: "You enjoy my gratitude? Do you think it's fun to tease me? You deliberately didn't say clearly, so that I would be rejected by others and you are the only friend who listens to you and responds to you. To be an obedient dog, isn't it?"

Feng Yu opened his mouth, wanting to explain, "I..."

Nan Xing's eyes turned cold, "I tell you, it's impossible! I'm just a heartless and selfish person. Even if you brought me into the fairy gate before, I didn't appreciate you at all! I hate you!"

The girl's voice was clear and crisp, Feng Yu was stunned, feeling chills to the bone...

Nan Xing put away his saber, turned and left.

(End of this chapter)