Generally speaking, they are the beloved disciples of their masters.
But it is rare to see a disciple who loves his master.
No wonder An Qingli is so favored by the Grandmaster. It turns out that the two of them still dote on each other.
"Look at what other disciples do." Someone who was a master specifically reminded the disciples around him, "If you obey the master's words whether reasonable or not, then you are a good disciple."
Of course, if the master said this, the disciples would object, which would inevitably lead to another verbal debate.
"Mu Sheng is crazy."
Qianfu Peak Yan Yue Zhenjun, the beautiful peak master of Qianfu Peak, couldn't help but roll her eyes.
Zhenjun Yan Yue has been released from seclusion and is currently an upper-level talisman-making master of the eighth level. He plans to try to challenge the talisman-making master of the ninth level after transforming into a god.
She had to ask Mu Sheng for her magic pill, which was a bit resentful.
Mu Sheng braved the thunder tribulation proudly.
At first, he was still very skillful and could throw several arrays accurately.
But in the back, the clothes were ruined and messy, and it was a terrible sight.
Fortunately, there were enough arrays, thick defensive robes, and pills, and the God-Transformation Thunder Tribulation was far inferior to the Mahayana Thunder Tribulation. Finally, I relied entirely on myself to successfully survive the God-Transformation Thunder Tribulation.
Many people applauded Mu Sheng, and the applause was thunderous.
Mu Sheng lay on the hospital bed for more than half a month, and in the middle of the journey, he sent someone to look for the proud portrait of him who had overcome the calamity.
The disciples of the Grandmaster Peak took the order and found several Grandmaster Ao Lei pictures. Each one was a new one and all showed Mu Sheng's grace.
Mu Sheng was naturally happy, and his damaged body recovered very quickly.
However, no one at Grandmaster Peak mentioned that the best-selling item in Xiafang Market now is not the Grandmaster's Ao Lei Picture, but the Supreme Goodness Walking in the Fog Picture.
Shang Shan stepped on a cloud of white mist and suddenly appeared in the scene where Patriarch Qi Wu was crossing the Mahayana Thunder Tribulation, which was simply shocking to the heavens and humans.
Where there is goodness, the few people around him who have transcended the tribulation realm have become foils.
The best-selling painting of Shangshan Treading the Mist was still made by Qin Wuyue, and Qin Wuyue didn't even go to the scene. She just drew the painting out of thin air based on descriptions from fellow disciples.
There was only the Supreme Good in that picture. In the white mist, only the Supreme Good stood tall and tall, and there were no other ancestors.
An Qingli was practicing swordplay at Xiaojing Lake, with Xiao Huzi accompanying him.
Ancestor Qi Min came here specifically to borrow Xiao Lingxi, saying that he wanted to use the good deeds as bait to lure out the sad autumn old mother.
"Old mother Bei Qiu? I want to go too!" Xiao Huzi was very positive.
It had been suppressed in the sect for many years, and it was not until the death of the black dragon that it had the chance to come out of the sect.
Moreover, he didn’t do anything else when he left the sect. He only watched Patriarch Qi Wu break through to the Mahayana realm, and then hurriedly returned to the sect.
Qi Min sipped his wine and smiled: "I can't decide whether you go or not."
The little tiger looked at An Qingli with eyes full of pleading.
"You can go, just stay in the sleeves of Ancestor Qi Min." An Qingli told the little tiger a few words, then patted the spirit beast bag with his right hand, took out the little Lingxi with both hands, and said, "Ancestor, the little Lingxi is in the mouth
It’s poisonous, please pay more attention.”
Little Lingxi covered her mouth with her hoof, still chewing the eighth-grade poison pill in her mouth.
Ancestor Qi Min put Xiao Lingxi and Xiao Huzi into his sleeves, smiled and nodded.
The little Pegasus was left behind, and said with some resentment: "Master, when can I be like Little Huzi, as your demon pet, and appear in front of people openly and honestly."
An Qingli waved his sword and said, "Probably when I have to reveal my true level of alchemy."
The little Pegasus was lying in his Lingshi Palace, feeling very disappointed. There were still more than ten years left.
"Little Pegasus, why are you so anxious?" Xiao Jintan said cheerfully, "With me and Bingfeng accompanying you, you don't have to worry at all."
Bingfeng also said: "This mustard seed has enough space, I'm not too anxious."
The little Pegasus complained to himself, you can't see anything, of course it doesn't matter where you are.
The sound was not loud, but Bingfeng could hear it.
"Speak nicely."
With a thought in his mind, An Qingli punched the little Pegasus out of thin air.
The little Pegasus spread its wings in embarrassment and returned to its little nest made of spiritual grass with resentment, not daring to say any more.
The bigger the palace, the emptier the heart. It also wants to follow the little tiger and the little Lingxi and go out together.
Wuling took Shangshan to the jungle of beasts.
The depths of the jungle are relatively secluded and you won't see anyone for most of the day.
Shangshan wandered in the jungle on his own, but Wuling hurriedly walked away.
Wu Ling recently fell in love with a young teacher who taught. Although the husband was not very good-looking, if you look carefully, there were one or two small pits on his face.
But the master's advantage was his exquisite facial features, especially his nose, which was straight and straight, like a sculpture. In addition, his eyes were deep, which made Wu Ling like him very much.
In the past ten days and a half, Wu Ling took time to visit the Master, even at night. In the past two days, he even possessed a female cultivator and struck up a conversation with the Master.
To that master, Wu Ling was somewhat sincere.
Shang Shan was left alone in the jungle of beasts.
An old woman wrapped in a black robe finally appeared.
It didn't fall directly from the sky, but hurried into the jungle like an ordinary foundation-building monk.
The speed of the journey is extremely fast.
A Jindan monk looked at the old woman walking alone in surprise.
There are even people who directly use their spiritual consciousness to explore this woman.
But their spiritual consciousness is nowhere comparable to that of Bei Qiu Old Mother who has passed through the calamity realm.
Before their spiritual consciousness looked at Old Mother Beiqiu, Old Mother Beiqiu's spiritual consciousness had already scanned them countless times.
It was not them that Old Mother Beiqiu's spiritual consciousness locked onto, but the solitary Supreme Being.
As for Shangshan's unreliable demon pet in the Tribulation Realm, he had long gone to find that sour scholar to fall in love with.
To be honest, she had to thank Wu Ling for being unreliable and giving her a great opportunity.
It doesn't matter that the Supreme Good has not yet reached the realm of transformation into gods. The Yuanyang of the Nascent Soul realm should allow her to live for a few more years.
She had waited too long for the best.
When the black dragon took away his luck, Shangshan, like most monks, stayed in Tianyun Sect and could not come out. As a result, she had to wait in a small room in Tianyun Sect City for several years, waiting to see what happened.
When the black dragon finally died, and everyone had overcome the Mahayana thunder tribulation, the supreme good man finally appeared.
At that time, the Supreme Good was high in the clouds, and it tasted like the most delicious food in the world, making her want to take a bite right there.
It wasn't that she didn't want to abduct Shanshan directly, but several old guys from Tianyun Sect were present at that time. Even if she could abduct Shanshan, she couldn't escape successfully, so she chose to wait for the opportunity.
Fortunately, God will not stop her!
Now that the Supreme Being has entered the jungle of all beasts alone, it is easy to kidnap him. If we miss this opportunity, we don't know when we will come back next time.
It would be better if the Tianyin Sect dispersed early.
If the Tianyin Sect does not disband, then if she kidnaps Shan Shan, she may even anger the Tianyun Sect and cause the Tianyin Sect to bleed like a river.
Moreover, in that river of blood, there was not only the blood of the Xiao family, but also the blood of countless other Tianyin Sect disciples.
But now that the Tianyin Sect has been disbanded, she has become a free-spirited cultivator. No matter what she does, she will no longer involve others.