Murong Wanwan returned to the sect and walked straight to the cave where her master was.
Along the way, many descendants of the sect saw the frosty Murong Wanwan and hurriedly stepped forward to salute.
"Greetings, great uncle!"
"Greetings, Master..."
“···”
Before the younger monks could finish speaking, Murong Wanwan nodded coldly and left directly.
At this time.
When Yuan Du saw the cold-looking Murong Wanwan, he took a step forward and said with a hint of concern in his eyes:
"Wanwan, did you encounter any trouble this time when you went out? Do you need senior brother's help?"
Hear the words.
Murong Wanwan paused, glanced at Yuan Du coldly, and said coldly:
"Senior Brother Yuan, please respect yourself!"
"There is also no need for Senior Brother Yuan to care about Junior Sister."
The words fell.
Murong Wanwan drifted away.
Yuan Du looked at the back of Murong Wanwan, who had always had the same attitude and was unusually cold, and asked himself:
"Can you really win the heart of Junior Sister Murong?"
He doesn't know, but he doesn't want to give up.
Yuan Du showed a bitter smile on his face, then sighed and walked out.
Not long after.
Murong Wanwan came to a large hall, bowed and saluted:
"Meet the Master!"
"come in!"
This sound rang in Murong Wanwan's ears, and then the door opened automatically without any wind.
See this.
Murong Wanwan entered the main hall directly, and there was a beautiful middle-aged woman sitting on the throne.
Fengling Zhenjun looked coldly, looked at the disciple in front of him, and said calmly:
"Tell me? What's going on!"
A cold voice spread in the hall.
Hear the words.
Murong Wanwan looked calmly and said:
"Baiyunmen, during the battle at the Golden Pill Banquet, it was indeed my disciple who was careless!"
"Before, my disciple wanted to praise this person's ability, but he didn't immediately use Lingfeng Ruyi to defeat him. Instead, he fell into a stalemate."
"When the disciple wanted to end the battle, he used Lingfeng Ruyi. The golden elixir monk from Baiyun Sect suddenly used a secret technique. His speed surged and exploded instantly. The disciple was unable to react in time. The shield was broken and he defeated the disciple. This is how it happened.
The reason for the defeat in this battle."
Although this is true, she definitely doesn't have such thoughts.
If it had been anyone else, she would have sacrificed the high-grade magic weapon immediately. That is to say, she was facing Cheng Buzheng, and she was afraid of hurting him, so she did not sacrifice it.
Later, after she told Cheng Buzheng the details, the two acted in a play.
Even though it was just an act, under the instruction of the husband, he went all out, until the time was almost up, and then the husband used a secret technique to end the battle.
Secret technique!
At first she thought it was a secret skill, but it was not until her husband passed on two magical powers to it that she realized that her husband had been letting her go, otherwise she would have been defeated long ago.
Even if she uses a top-grade magic weapon, it won't work because she can't lock in the husband who uses the magic power of escape.
What's more, the Zhouguang Escape that her husband used in that battle didn't even show one-tenth of its power. Just at this speed, her mental reaction couldn't keep up, let alone using this magical power with all her strength.
the other side.
After hearing this, Zhenjun Fengling couldn't help but murmured.
"Secret technique?"
Then he looked at Murong Wanwan and said thoughtfully:
"What secret technique can make you unable to keep up with your mental reactions? Could it be that you have the magical power of speed?"
Murong Wanwan's expression did not change at all, she shook her head and said:
"no!"
Immediately, he told the master the various characteristics of his husband's use of secret techniques.
Although she knew this was misleading her master, she still did it without hesitation for the sake of her husband's safety.
It can be seen that every woman is born to be an actor, even Fengling Zhenjun, whom she spends time with day and night, did not notice any difference.
Not long after.
The story is over.
Although Fengling Zhenjun did not see it with her own eyes, her experience must not be underestimated. Based on various descriptions, she quickly learned the origin of this secret technique.
"Remnant Light Escape!"
"Old Man Candu's unique secret technique was actually obtained by this boy. What a good opportunity!"
True Lord Fengling whispered.
Although this secret technique has good auxiliary capabilities for Golden Core monks, it is completely inadequate for Nascent Soul monks.
The level of the secret technique is destined to have a very high upper limit.
Only magical powers are what monks at the Golden Core Realm and above long for.
Therefore, Zhenjun Fengling, who deduced the origin of this secret technique, did not take it to heart.
See this.
Murong Wanwan nodded softly and said calmly:
"Although this disciple doesn't know the origin of this secret technique, after hearing what other sect monks said afterwards, he also guessed that it was the 'Remnant Light Escape'"
"If you lose this battle, I hope my disciple will punish you!"
Seeing that Master didn't care about the escape method at all, Murong Wanwan also knew the matter and it was over.
At this time, her worried heart finally relaxed.
However, Murong Wanwan did sincerely want Master to punish her.
Because she couldn't bear it in her heart and deceived her master, but she didn't care about it for the sake of her husband.
Over the years, Master has been very good to her.
Whether it is a panacea or a secret skill, they are the most superior treasures in the sect.
If the master punishes her, maybe she will really feel better.
When Fengling Zhenjun saw Murong Wanwan's ashamed look, she stopped and said:
"Forget it, I hope you can remember this battle."
"As for Luo Baiyunmen's face, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future, and I don't care about this moment."
"Yes!" Murong Wanwan said:
"Disciple, I will definitely keep this in mind."
At this moment, although her face was firm, her heart was extremely uncomfortable.
Alas, I don’t know how to face Baiyunmen in the future.
One side is the master's sect, and the other side is the husband's sect.
Forget it, just stay in seclusion in the sect in the future!
If that doesn't work, go to the endless sea to find a husband.
After thinking about it, Murong Wanwan felt a little better.
"Master, if there are no instructions, my disciple will go back to practice first."
Murong Wanwan looked at Master sitting on the throne with calm eyes and said:
"Also, Master, please take back this treasure!"
She turned her jade hand over, and a handle of Ruyi appeared in her palm.
Seeing this treasure, a trace of memory flashed in the eyes of True Lord Fengling, and she said:
"Keep it!"
"This magic weapon is very suitable for your technique!"
"In the future, after you refine your life magic weapon, it will be returned to the sect's treasury."
"Thank you Master!"
Murong Wanwan said.
"That's right!" Zhenjun Fengling seemed to have thought of something, and then said:
"Wanwan, the shortcomings in the "Tianfeng True Canon" must be resolved before reaching the peak of the golden elixir."
"yes!"
Immediately afterwards.
True Lord Fengling said again:
"In the future, if you encounter any difficulties in the sect, you can ask your senior brother Yuan for advice."
"If you have nothing to do at ordinary times, you can also have a chat."
Finally, Fengling Zhenjun added a sentence.
Hear the words.
Murong Wanwan was speechless and stood quietly.
In an instant, the entire hall suddenly became quiet.
After feeling dull for a while.
Fengling Zhenjun spoke again:
"Forget it, you can figure it out yourself!"
"Get down!"
"yes!"
Immediately, Murong Wanwan retreated from the hall and walked outside.