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Chapter 22 Leaving the Customs, the Peerless Genius Hidden by the Changchun School (Thanks for the recommendation ticket)
Master Wanmu is so helpless!
He sighed and said, "Girl, how did you bypass the teacher's formation and break in directly?"

At this time, Master Wan Mu is already on the verge of crossing the catastrophe.

In order to be able to retreat well, he has arranged eleven layers of formations outside his own garden!
This formation is not to guard against others, but to guard against himself, a closed disciple.

However, it still failed...

Today's Lingqiu is wearing a pale pink Taoist robe.

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

It makes her look dusty yet playful, which is cute!

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

"Master, your formation has been updated to the No.17 generation, but the changes are not enough!"

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

"It's thanks to being a disciple. If another bad person comes here, you will be gone."

Immortal Wanmu's face was obviously red, but at the moment, he was helpless with nothing to love.

However, he still said very proudly: "Oh, it's you, a different person came to enter the battle, and let him die without a place to die as a teacher!"

That is to say, you girl, you come to break into the formation every now and then.

You are already familiar with those changes as a teacher.

How could it be so easy if it was another person?

He silently added a sentence in his heart: "Under the immortal, as a teacher is already invincible!"

Ling Qiu continued to shake Master's hand: "Master..." (sheep voice)
Master Wanmu sighed, and said: "What good is it for you to act like a spoiled child for a teacher, for a teacher is too lazy to talk to you."

"Hmph, your sheep voice is useless to me and your brother."

He continued: "Your senior brother is retreating to gather Yinshen, and he is not sleeping. How could he come out so soon?"

Ling Qiu pouted and sighed slightly.

She understands the truth.

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

"Hey, how can I live without my senior brother?"

Senior brother hummed a song before, that is: Without you by my side, I am really not used to it...

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

Hmph, Brother Smelly, it's really disgusting.

However, listening to this song, it really feels a bit bleak.

Master Wan Mu took the opportunity to say: "Cultivate hard, retreat well! By the time you leave the seclusion, your senior brother must have already left the seclusion."

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

Ling Qiu pouted, and said, "No, I can't settle down."

I understand the truth, but my body doesn't listen.

"Master, how much time did we spend in Changchun Palace concentrating on the fastest senior?"

Master Wanmu smiled and said:
"Should be one of the 12 Immortals today, your Uncle Lu Wan, she has already succeeded in concentrating in only one year and seven months, and she can be called the pride of my Changchun Palace."

"Your Uncle Lu Wan'er is also the one who has the most hope of attacking Xuan Xian after the Patriarch!"

Immortal cultivation is difficult.

The patriarch of our Changchun sect is only a rank eight true immortal now!

Hearing Master's words, Ling Qiu's face drooped.

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

How can I live without my senior brother by my side.

Master Wanmu gave her a look, but he was really too lazy to respond.

"That means you have good talent, otherwise the Patriarch of the School will beat you up, how willful you are!"

Ling Qiu didn't talk to Master, but said dejectedly: "Hey, then, I will have at least a year, and I won't be able to see Senior Brother, damn it!"

Reverend Wan Mu gloated and said, "Your senior brother doesn't have the talent of your senior uncle Lu Wan'er. Is there a possibility, starting in ten years, hahaha..."

Her precious apprentice, Ling Qiu, immediately glared at him!

……

"Master, junior sister!"

Ling Qiu was stunned for a moment, then said in surprise: "Master, I've heard hallucinations, I heard senior brother calling me, why don't you send me in and let me see if senior brother can cultivate?"

She looked at the master, but found that the master also had a look of astonishment at this time.

"I, I seem to be hallucinating?"

Are you crazy, just now he actually heard the disciple who was retreating calling him?
Just when he was surprised, the familiar voice sounded again: "Master, why did you improve and upgrade the formation again?"

"Disciple knows that what you are after is the Dao of Steadiness, but this place is within the Changchun Palace after all!"

"You think, if even the formation of our Changchun faction is broken, what use is your formation?"

Reverend Wanmu and Master Lingqiu looked out the door at the same time.

That familiar figure!

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

"Ah, brother!"

Ling Qiu was so happy, she jumped lightly, and jumped directly towards her senior brother.

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

What a beauty throwing herself into her arms!

pity--

Feng Ming habitually turned sideways and avoided it immediately.

Feng Ming said with a smile: "She is too old to be young, and she is still reckless, master, punish her!"

Ling Qiu's lips immediately pouted three feet high!
Brother smelly, brother smelly, brother smelly...

Master Wan Mu didn't speak, and there was a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

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

Master Wan Mu patted him on the shoulder, and comforted him with a kind voice:

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

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, failure to concentrate is also very common, let's continue next time."

"Uh……"

Master, do you think badly of yourself like this?
Ling Qiu also came back to his senses at this time!
"Ah, could it be that senior brother...failed to concentrate?"

right!

Master said, the most proud uncle of our Changchun School spent a whole year and seven months concentrating on it!

But now the senior brother came out in just one month!
This, isn't it a failure?

Feng Ming looked at Master Wanmu who was obviously disappointed in his heart, but he showed that he didn't care, but comforted himself, and suddenly gave a wry smile, and said with a smile: "Master, you are looking down on me."

"Is there a possibility that your apprentice is actually a genius!"

Master Wan Mu patted himself on the shoulder, and said, "Don't make trouble, don't give me a back knock on the back right now."

"Ok?"

He froze for a moment.

His eldest disciple stood opposite him.

The little apprentice stood at the door stupidly.

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

immediately--

"Yin god imperial object!"

Thanks to the master's nerve reflex arc is not so long, finally reacted.

The original frustration dissipated immediately, and there was a 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 complacency comes from a kind of pride.

Just like the pride he got when his father and teacher applauded him for the perfect score in the exam.

Master is also his half father, his surprise and admiration can be exchanged for his pride.

Master Wan Mu patted Feng Ming's shoulder, full of surprise.

"You, how, how can you be such a genius!"

Awesome, this is really amazing!
"Hahaha, the old man's disciple actually succeeded in concentrating on it within a month!"

"I really didn't see it, the old man's apprentice is actually a peerless genius, hahaha..."

Feng Mingxin said: "Teacher, in fact, it only took me 2 minutes to concentrate."

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

This is also a fact.

After all, after the "part-time job" in the Artifact Refining Palace was over, he tried to concentrate.

Although, it was a temporary idea, but it can be regarded as a one-off.

Master Wanmu came back to his senses immediately.

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

"Lingqiu, if someone asks, just say so, this is the 11th retreat of our senior brother, that's why it went so smoothly, understand?"

Let's carry it through to the end!

However, Ling Qiu was not happy.

"Ah, why is that, brother is clearly a genius!"

"If the headmaster finds out, the headmaster will reward the pill himself, right?"

"Senior brother can still receive key training!"

Wanmu Zhenren said earnestly: "You girl don't understand. If it was an ordinary time, if your brother really wanted to show off, Master would not stop him."

"However, at this juncture, your senior brother is not suitable to be in the limelight!"

Feng Ming was taken aback: This critical moment?
"Uh, master, recently, the sect is... Has something happened?"

(End of this chapter)