Ancestor Qi Gao flicked his sleeves and robe, and An Qingli appeared immediately. He quickly raised his hands and said happily: "Master."
"Huh, when it comes to use, you only think of me as your master."
Mu Sheng had a straight face and carefully looked at the evil disciple whom he had not seen for ten years.
Wearing a simple green shirt, her face is white and tender, not bad, but there is still a scar on her face that has not disappeared, which is a bit annoying.
"What's going on with this injury on your face?" Mu Sheng asked.
"It was caused by evil cultivators." An Qingli said in one stroke, his bright eyes full of smiles, "But with the plaster given by Master, it will be cured before dark, and it won't be a problem at all."
"Killing and killing will not make people worry." Mu Sheng was quite resentful and threw some high-grade healing plasters to his villains, and then said, "The town has also helped you suppress the situation. Tell me, what else is there?
Trouble, I need Master’s help.”
An Qingli said with a smile: "That's all for the time being. If there are still people who are shameless and come out to cause trouble, please ask Master and Senior Lei Yihu for help."
"What's going on?" The little fox jumped onto An Qingli's shoulder again.
An Qingli glanced at Shangshan and then said: "It was Shangshan Zhenjun who made a bet with the fog spirit here, and he will find the trace of the fog spirit within seven days."
"The best?" Mu Sheng snorted angrily and said, "You evil disciple, when did you become familiar with that guy?"
An Qingli quickly sent a message and replied: "I'm not familiar with you, I just met you just now. And for the first Dan Lei Tribulation, thanks to the timely control of the formation by the Supreme Lord, Master, you were rescued back to the sect."
Zhen, we still owe him a favor."
Mu Sheng was still dissatisfied: "Master, the favor I owe has been repaid with elixirs long ago. Why are you joining in the fun?"
An Qingli could only say helplessly: "My cousin An Qingjin was captured by Wuling, so he had to join in the fun."
Mu Sheng snorted and used his spiritual consciousness to explore. He couldn't find any so-called fog spirit at all, so he snorted again: "Is this the best thing that I can use your eyes for?"
His disciple's eyesight was astonishing, so of course his master knew, otherwise he would have been captured by the hidden monsters of the Xianyu Sect.
An Qingli quickly handed over his hands: "Master is wise!"
Mu Sheng proudly put his hands behind his back.
There were several people and two tigers around, watching the master and disciples transmitting messages, coming and going.
Fortunately, the stern-faced Mu Sheng was finally coaxed into smiling a little by his apprentice.
Suddenly the woman's delicate laughter came from the white mist: "Grandmaster is so beautiful, her clothes are really beautiful."
Mu Sheng raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, then raised his arms, spun around twice, generously displayed his gorgeous robes, and said proudly: "You are a very discerning fog spirit, and I like it very much."
An Qingli had long been accustomed to it and had a smile in his eyes.
But the two Tribulation Ancestors Qi Min and Qi Gao looked at each other and sighed helplessly.
However, Yue Hongyun and the others, who were in the hands of Patriarch Qi Min, paid homage to Grandmaster Mu Sheng up close for the first time, and were so surprised that they didn't know what to do.
"Good disciple!" Mu Sheng cleared his throat and confidently asked An Qingli in front of Shangshan, "Who is more beautiful between me and Shangshan?"
An Qingli didn't even think about it and replied: "Master is beautiful!"
Shang Shan took a serious look at An Qingli.
An Qingli looked directly at Mu Sheng, his face not red and his heart not beating.
"Hahaha!"
Wu Ling was sitting on the pear tree, pressing his belly and bending over with laughter.
The master's eyesight was not good, but the disciple's eyesight was even worse.
What a pair of blind masters and disciples, it’s not too ridiculous to keep up with the good and the beautiful.
An Qingjin was sitting cross-legged and meditating not far away. He couldn't hear any outside sounds. He could only hear the fog spirit laughing. For a moment, he thought that the fog spirit was crazy and possessed.
Mu Sheng walked up to Shang Shan and said, "Look, you still have good eyesight. I don't think you are that beautiful."
Shangshan lowered his eyes and said with a smile: "I have always known that the master's beloved disciple has good eyesight."
"Tsk tsk tsk!"
Wu Ling stared straight at Shangshan's smile, almost drunk to death by Shangshan's downcast smile. If it weren't for the fact that he was still rational, he would have wanted to fly to Shangshan's arms immediately and touch that smile.
"I didn't lie." An Qingli looked at Shan Shan and said seriously, "The True Heart Talisman can prove it."
However, not many people believed in her. Yue Hongyun's seventh-level soulless spider directly gave An Qingli the title of "flattery".
"What are your expressions like?" Mu Sheng was a little unhappy, especially the Lei Yihu he had formed a bond with, who was also holding back his laughter and shaking his head.
None of these ordinary people have the vision of his apprentice.
An Qingli held Mu Sheng's arm and quickly sent a message to comfort him: "The truth is often only seen by a few people. Master, hasn't he known this for a long time? Master, please be patient and find this fog spirit first."
Come out, rescue my cousin, and discuss this matter again."
Mu Sheng's face was a little long, looking at this kind of person, he just couldn't like it.
The little fox also hugged its two front legs and stared at the dazzling God with the same displeasure.
An Qingli sighed helplessly and hurriedly sent a message: "In fact, there is no need to compare with the good. The best is nothing. He has long been unable to compare with you, master. Even ten of the best can't compare with you. Master, you are old
The Supreme Being has been trampled under his feet a long time ago. Even if the Supreme Being reaches the realm of transcending tribulation one day, he will still be trampled under the soles of the Master."
Mu Sheng said "Huh", and his eyes suddenly brightened. He was indeed his good disciple, and what he said made sense.
"Hahaha!"
Mu Sheng suddenly laughed loudly, and he laughed so unhappy. He really woke up the dreamer with his words. Apart from a face, what else could this little Nascent Soul compare to Mu Sheng?
Even if the Supreme Being has reached the realm of overcoming tribulation, he still has to be respectful and call him "Grandmaster" to Mu Sheng.
After thinking about it and looking at it like this, Mu Sheng suddenly felt that this boy Shangshan was quite pleasing to the eye.
"The Supreme Good, haha, the Supreme Good!" Mu Sheng couldn't stop laughing, and suddenly a palm came down from top to bottom, pressing heavily on the Supreme Good's shoulder.
The Supreme Being in the later stage of Nascent Soul could have been easily avoided, but seeing Mu Sheng's crazy look, his eyelashes furrowed, he could probably guess what kind of slander An Qingli had made.
Mu Sheng has always been somewhat hostile to him, not only because of his appearance, but also because of the changes in his names along the way, and maybe because of something inexplicable.
But now the hostility is no longer there, but instead it is contempt and disdain. An Qingli, who came to be his apprentice, must have been humiliated just now.
"Grandmaster, are you ridiculous enough?" Shangshan raised an arm and removed Mu Sheng's hand from his right shoulder.
Mu Sheng wiped away the tears from laughter and said happily: "It's not enough. But, Shangshan, you should practice hard and strive to reach the realm of transcending tribulation as soon as possible."
The little fox tilted his head and looked at Mu Sheng, somewhat confused. What was this sudden blessing from an elder?
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