The Heaven-defying Mad Concubine is coming

Chapter 517
Feng Zhizun nodded in satisfaction and continued to say, "Very well, of course you can't compete with them as a disciple outside the school, you have to worship my Shu'er as your teacher first, and participate in the martial arts competition as her disciple.

As long as you win, the rewards just mentioned will be given to you. "

"No." Before Meng Ruoli could speak, Murong Xingchen in Huanyue had already objected, "Daughter-in-law, you are not allowed to worship him as a teacher, she is not even as good as your husband, how can she be your teacher."

She's only at the late stage of Mahayana, so what if she's the head of Linhua Hall, compared to Meng Ruoli and Murong Xingchen, she's a scumbag, and she doesn't even think about asking Meng Ruoli to worship her as her teacher.

Meng Ruoli: Yes!I won't worship her as my teacher. This woman must not have broken through the Mahayana stage as soon as I do. I feel ashamed to let her be my teacher.

"Hey, if this matter has to be resolved in this way, you can ask someone Feng Zhizun to be your teacher. I think of the breath on this man's body. It's death breath. He should have the same yin and yang physique as me."

Yin and Yang physique.

Meng Ruoli looked at Feng Zhizun with great interest, shrugged with a smile, "Can I not be a teacher?"

"You don't want to worship under my sect." The headmaster looked at Meng Ruoli in disbelief, even if this girl is at the Mahayana stage, so what, she is the head of Linhua Palace, if she breaks through, she has something to satisfy her , I might pass on the position of head to her, so she doesn't care about it.

Meng Ruoli nodded, "How old are you, headmaster?"

"I..." The headmaster didn't know why Meng Ruoli asked this question suddenly, he was taken aback for a moment before answering, "Forty-nine hundred years old."

Meng Ruoli nodded, thought for a while before saying, "Oh! In other words, if you still have 100 years to break through the Mahayana stage, you will pass away."

Immortal cultivators in the Mahayana period can only live for five thousand years. Meng Ruoli didn't know about this until she came to the cultivation world. Seeing the woman in front of her with only 100 years to live, Meng Ruoli was full of sympathy.

"Eh!" The headmaster choked on Meng Ruoli's words, and Meng Ruoli's sympathetic expression made her feel terribly blocked. She really only has 100 years. This is what she and her husband are most anxious about now, and it is also the Because of this, she is almost always in retreat in the Linhua Palace. Her husband handles everything. If she hadn’t heard the roar of the Mahayana monster today, she would not have left the customs. This little girl is sympathetic, don't be too aggrieved in her heart.

Meng Ruoli once again showed her anger to the fullest, "But I'm still young, I'm only in my twenties."

She didn't continue to speak, but it made the master almost lose his temper. Although she didn't say it clearly, she let the two people present know that what she meant was that you, the master, have poor talent and don't know if you can break through the Mahayana stage!And I reached the Mahayana stage when I was only in my twenties. Even if it takes me a long time to break through, I have more time than you. Moreover, I reached the Mahayana stage when I was in my twenties. You can’t break through at [-] years old. What qualifications to be my master.

The head sect took two deep breaths, suppressing the blood boiling in his heart, "But, you are just an outside disciple, and you can only participate in the martial arts competition as an inside disciple. The person in charge looks like you, the so-called looking like is of course apprenticeship, if you get rid of me in Linhua Hall, who do you think is qualified to be your master?"

Small sample, this sect master wants to see how attractive you are, even if you don't like this sect master in the end, it's not because you want to learn the secret art of resurrection from the dead and worship this sect master as your teacher, hum!
(End of this chapter)