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Chapter 527 The Tao Is Ruthless (31)

Back and forth, Nan Xing actually spent a whole day...

It was already night when she returned to Asgard.

Even though she has cultivated herself now, climbing up and down a few times made her legs a little unstoppably sore.

But there is no way, the gray-feathered sparrow here is afraid to fly, and she can't fly now, she can only rely on a pair of legs.

The tall palace gate was not closed, and the divine ring shone behind the fairy palace. Even at night, it was not too dark.

Nan Xing patted the dust off his clothes, and stepped into the door.

Walk through the empty hall, around the winding corridors...

The Immortal Palace is too big, bigger than Lan Zong's entire disciple residence, and Nan Xing was only familiar with a small part of it before staying here, let alone the nearby mountains and fairy islands, which she has never been to.

But she still knows where Tianheng lives...

As the breeze caressed the gauze curtain, Tianheng gently raised his hand and took a book from the cabinet.

Nan Xing peeked at him by the door frame, but he didn't raise his eyes, he had already sensed her breath, "Come in."

Nan Xing went in obediently, and called him with a smile, "Master Zu."

Tianheng responded, pointed to the desk beside him, and said, "Write down the laws and regulations of Xianmen."

"what?"

Tianheng glanced at her and asked her, "No?"

Nan Xing came to his senses and quickly shook his head, "No."

Master didn't mention it before, she thought she didn't need to memorize it, but she didn't expect it to be memorized, she couldn't escape it.

She sat by the desk, picked up the pen beside it, dipped some ink, and suddenly asked, "Are you going to write everything?"

It's such a thick book, how many hours will it take to finish writing, she can't even think about resting today.

"Ah."

Nan Xing instinctively wanted to howl and beg, but looking at her master's indifferent silver eyes, she obediently lowered her eyes and began to write furiously...

Tianheng didn't leave, he sat not far from her, quietly flipping through the books in his hand...

When Nan Xing wrote more than 100 entries, her hands became a little sore. She put down the pen, shook her hands, and sat upright to continue writing.

Tianheng's slender knuckles turned a page...

A familiar voice suddenly appeared in my mind, "She didn't eat all day today, and she crawled up and down to look for you."

It was Shu Ling, his voice was a little cold, with obvious anger.

Tianheng paused for a moment, then hummed without emotion.

Shu Ling continued: "Does it have to be today? Do it have to be now?"

Tianheng frowned slightly, and really didn't understand why this strand of consciousness was angry.

Since two years ago, Shu Ling rarely sent back information about Nan Xing, unless he took the initiative to check, and only occasionally asked him when he would leave the customs.

"I know you just want to check to see if she's working hard, but she's very tired today, so can't you... Wait until she's rested?"

Shu Ling felt powerless, and it wasn't the first time he felt this way.

When Nanxing was said to be Yumu by the lecturer Xianjun, he wanted to say that she was taught by him, and he knew how good she was.

When she was being ridiculed intentionally or unintentionally, he wanted the body to go to Lingyun and add a few more rules to see how they were still intriguing.

When Yao Shan looked down on her and taught her a lesson as a teacher, he wanted to protect her.

When she found that the most important thing was missing, he wanted to help her get it back.

But he can't do it, he can't do anything, he can only watch her grow up, and when she feels wronged and uncomfortable, he will come to the Body Barrier to cry, and then wipe away his tears and continue to work hard.

He is Tianheng, but Tianheng is not him.

The main body may never understand his emotions...

Tianheng looked down at the book, saw the handwriting in his eyes, but his mind was far away, he was rarely confused, "What's wrong with you?"

If it wasn't for this wisp of consciousness that was indeed his, he would have wondered if someone had impersonated it...

He can perceive his emotions and thoughts, but he really doesn't understand them, which are too strange to him.

Tianheng couldn't help doubting whether the decision he made was right. He never thought that his conscious avatar would have such heavy emotions.

He didn't know if the other Zelings before were like this, but he was probably the first one who could quarrel with the main body...

Shu Ling sighed, "I just hope you can be patient with her, she has been looking forward to your teaching, don't be too strict."

He has taught her for several years, and now he is going to hand it over to Ontology. Naturally, he also hopes that Ontology will be like him to her, although he knows it is impossible...

Zeling was born with no feelings and desires, and he only gradually realized these emotions after he left Liuli Xin, both good and bad, how could such a cold body understand.

"I see." Tianheng said coldly, "When will you be back?"

In fact, he wanted to take back this wisp of consciousness and he could take it back now, but he told Nan Xing that it was a book spirit, and it was difficult to explain why he suddenly disappeared.

Shu Ling was quiet for a while before saying: "Tomorrow."

Tianheng looked at Nan Xing who was sitting upright by the desk, she just raised her head, smiled at him, and continued writing...

He tightened his fingers holding the book, finally stood up and walked out...

……

Ling Yun was checking the recent affairs of Qingyun Hall in the study, and suddenly felt an abnormal fluctuation in the space...

He looked up and quickly got up to salute, "Tianzun, have you left the customs?"

"Yeah." Tianheng nodded lightly, and said calmly, "Bring some food."

Ling Yun was stunned for a moment, this scene was inexplicably familiar, thinking back a few years ago, Tianzun also suddenly appeared like this, and then asked him for food.

He didn't ask too much, Tianzun asked him for something because he trusted him, no matter how big or small, he had to handle it well, so that he would not disappoint Tianzun's value.

He responded, and was about to go out to get it, when he heard Tianheng say: "Bring some ingredients."

Lingyun is really a little curious now, does Tianzun still cook?

He took some prepared ones, and a storage bag of ingredients, and quickly returned to Tianheng.

Tianheng put away his things, paused, and asked him in a deep voice, "Lingyun, how do you teach your disciples?"

To teach disciples?

Why did Tianzun ask this?
Although Lingyun didn't understand, he still replied honestly: "Is Tianzun talking about the apprentice? Naturally, he should treat the apprentice with kindness and power. He can't be too kind, but he can't be too strict. It's not good to make the apprentice fear..."

Ling Yun hadn't accepted an apprentice for a long time, and his former apprentices respected him a lot, but now he has become a fairly good figure in the Xianmen, and he doesn't need to teach him every day.

Ling Yun talked a lot, and finally concluded: "In fact, teaching apprentices is different for everyone, and it depends on the personality of the apprentice."

"Actually, I feel that the celestial lords of the Immortal Sect have taught me very well. No matter how unsightly Feng Yu is, she has never caused any major incidents. It can be seen that everyone has their own way, as long as it is not too much..."

As he was talking, he couldn't help saying, "You can't do like Yaoshan Xianjun."

He reacted abruptly and coughed awkwardly...

Yao Shan is still Tianzun's nominal disciple, the eye drops on his...

What is so wrong...

Tianheng glanced at him, and said lightly: "You're right, you can't."

(End of this chapter)