I Am a Magic Sword

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At this time, he only saw the tea leaves in the tea cup, with the roots upside down, as if the mountains were stacked, and he could smell the rich tea aroma between his breath.

Nie Liqun is not the kind of exquisite person. The tea is brewed by himself. He just grabs some tea leaves and pours boiled water.

But making tea lightly will almost sublimate it to an art!

Not only focuses on the tea itself, but also the process of making tea.

Nie Liqun has only seen this cumbersome craft in the palace.

Although he doesn't pay attention, he feels good once in a while.

Qing Yan said in a timely manner: "If Master Master likes it, Ruo Yan will make tea for you every day!"

Nie Liqun smiled, knowing what the other party was thinking.

"A warrior like you who joined the Blood Slam Gate halfway must be sent out for a period of time. We have the Blood Slam Gate outside. There are many places that need manpower. If you are not my registered disciple, I can let you choose something easy. But since you are now my registered disciple, then I will double your strictness and give you the most important task!"

"No?" Qing Yan wondered, "How can I say that I am a disciple of Master Master, and I have no preferential treatment at all?"

"Yes, there is of course preferential treatment, your preferential treatment is doubled!"

Qing Yan's petite body fell backwards, and then straightened up, her cheeks bulging, her face full of love.

But Nie Liqun was very happy when she saw her deflated expression!

"Well, you go down, and Zongmen disciples are investigating you outside. About four days later, the information will be sent back, and five days later, I will arrange a task for you!"

Nie Liqun was going to drive her away.

But Qing Yan didn't want to leave so simply: "Wait, Master, don't you plan to introduce my brothers and sisters to me?"

"This, I will say four days later, if your identity is not a problem, I will notify them!"

"Master Master, don't you teach me some exercises or martial arts?"

"You just remember the disciples!"

"Isn't the disciple disciple your disciple? If you fail to compete with other martial arts warriors outside, I say I am your disciple and your face is dull, right?"

Nie Liqun looked at Ye Qingyan, he always felt that if he didn’t teach something, this girl might actually go to other Zongmen people to compete, and then let him lose thoroughly, and then report his name... …

Looking at what she did, you know that the courage is not so big.

"Four days later, four days later, if your identity is not a big problem, I will teach you some!"

"Thank you, Master, then I will go down!"

"Go get Wang Jian, I have something to tell him, he will arrange for you."

"Ok!"

Watching Qingyan leave, Nie Liqun rubbed his head.

As soon as Qing Yan went out, he met Deacon Wang. Deacon Wang smiled and said, "How is it, if Miss Yan, does the matter set?"

"Set!"

"That's really congratulations to you, we will be the same in the future!"

"Yes, we are the same door!" Qing Yan said to him with a smile, "Yes, my master said that I have something to tell you, let you see him."

Wang Jian walked directly to Nie Liqun, but he had just taken two steps and suddenly stopped again: "Where is your Master...?"

"Isn't it the deputy master?" Qing Yan said with a smile.

"Have you seen it before?"

"No? The teacher I just visited, can't think of it? But it's just to remember the disciples. It would be better if you spread the disciples personally!"

Biography disciples?

Even thinking about spreading disciples?

Deacon Wang found himself still underestimating this Chen Ruoyan.

"...I really can't think of it!"

Deacon Wang looked at Qing Yan, and Qing Yan noticed that the muscles under Deacon's left eye kept twitching.

"Don't be nervous, my master, Master, is not scary!"

"I'm not nervous!" Deacon Wang shook his head fiercely, "I'm going first, you are here to wait for me for a while."

After a while, Deacon Wang came out: "You have to wait for four days, and after four days, I will rearrange you to the deputy gatekeeper."

"Thank you Deacon Wang, I will ask you to take care of it in the future!"

Deacon Wang hurriedly replied: "Don't be polite, it is estimated that I will ask Ruoyan girl to take care of me!"

"Then we take care of each other?"

"Yes, yes, take care of each other!"

Qing Yan asked again: "Yes, Deacon Wang, how many Master disciples did Master have, and how many disciples did you name?"

Deacon Wang feels that Qingyan is also very stable through investigation. As long as it is not a spy sent by other sect, even if she committed a heinous crime before, they dare to take it!

"There have been eight personal disciples, but now there are only four, and one named disciple is you!"

"Only me?"

This really surprised Ye Qingyan.

The only registered disciple, and one of the dozens of registered disciples, is very different from the degree to which Nie Liqun attaches importance.

In the eyes of others, there is also a big difference.

"Yes, you alone. In addition to cultivation, Master Deputy Master is busy with large and small affairs in the Zongmen. He has very few disciples. In the past 50 years, he has not received pro-disciples!"

"Busy?"

Qing Yan caught another keyword.

A deputy master, still a little busy!

Very busy means he has power.

"Yes, Deputy Master Nie and Deputy Master Yuan are one responsible for things outside Zongmen, and one responsible for things inside Zongmen, and Deputy Master Nie is much more busy than Yuanmen."

"What about Lord Master?"

"Master Master, he is either out or practicing, and he is very busy!"

"Oh~ I understand!"

Deacon Wang said it was subtle, but light-hearted and understandable.

He made another sentence with Deacon Wang, and returned to the room lightly. He lay directly on the bed and looked at the ceiling and sighed: "Today's things are a bit unexpectedly smooth!"

Inside the Red Blood Sword, Chen Hao said disdainfully: "I seem to see someone, and today it is very shameless to force others to accept him as a disciple!"

"It's called skill!" Qing Yan didn't care about Jian Ling's mocking tone, and said proudly, "Vice-door master, that's a real thigh. The real power is bigger than the real power of many elders. I don't know how many people there are. If I wanted to get up, I didn’t expect that I was successful today!"

"I think you have a thick skin?"

Touching her face lightly: "Okay, I feel so tender?"

Chen Hao no longer spoke to Qing Yan.

He also knew that Qing Yan did indeed become a named disciple of Nie Liqun by virtue of his ability.

Thick-skinned, dare to speak, is also a skill.

Of course, the light-faced talent is also extremely important, otherwise it will be the same no matter how thick the face is.

It is a pity that if Qing Yan's life is a little more innocent, it is also very likely that she will be accepted as a personal disciple by the blood.