Leng Chengran was anxious to coax her and quickly interrupted, "There are other ways."
Ruirui stopped crying and grabbed the corner of his clothes anxiously, "What can I do?"
Leng Chengran hesitated for a moment, "...it will cost you a hundred years of cultivation."
He immediately explained, "Master's cultivation level is not less than a hundred years. It doesn't matter if it's more or less. Master is already number one in the world. He just cultivates while living and doesn't value this at all..."
Feeling that the more he said, the more outrageous he said, Leng Chengran looked at his little apprentice anxiously and helplessly, "Ruirui, be good, stop crying. Master doesn't even know how to comfort you."
Ruirui hugged him while sobbing, "Master..."
Leng Chengran gently patted her and coaxed her, "Wonggua is good, master will not lie to you. It's just a hundred years of cultivation. It really has no impact on master. Besides, master can live for many more hundred years."
Sooner or later, his cultivation will be saved up, but he only has this one young apprentice. He feels that it is worth it to exchange his cultivation for the precise information that can make this little winter melon feel at ease.
The little girl didn't speak, but still sobbed and shed tears.
Leng Chengran sighed and deliberately kept a straight face, "It seems that I did something bad with good intentions. Not only did no one thank me, but I also made my little apprentice cry... Forget it, Master, let's go into seclusion. In fact, he has been sleeping for fifteen years now.
, and can make up for a hundred years of cultivation."
"No!" Ruirui grabbed the corner of his clothes nervously, "I won't cry anymore... Oh, I don't want Master to sleep for fifteen years, and I don't want Master to lose so much cultivation. I want Master to be good and follow
As good as ever..."
"Silly Donggua," even the method of scaring people was useless, Leng Chengran wiped her tears helplessly, "Master is fine now, but if Donggua continues to cry, Master will really feel that he has done something wrong."
"Master will never do anything wrong. Master is so kind..." Ruirui wiped her tears hard twice with her little hand, and Ruirui tried her best not to cry again.
After a pause, he suddenly made a serious promise, "I won't cry anymore. I want to accompany Master to save the one hundred years of cultivation!"
Small winter melon.
Leng Chengran touched her little head, took her handkerchief, and wiped her little cat-like face clean.
Afraid that if he waited a little longer, the little Winter Melon would start to feel sad again, Leng Chengran quickly changed the subject, but he said a little hesitantly, "Dong Gua, Master just saw what happened on the day your sister turned one year old... and what happened afterwards..."
Leng Chengran could spy on the secrets of heaven, but he couldn't tell what he saw, otherwise he would really be breaking a taboo.
Thinking of the scene he just saw, Leng Chengran's expression became strange.
Very very weird.
This disaster... Strictly speaking, it cannot be regarded as a disaster. Although there are surprises, it is absolutely not dangerous.
Leng Chengran couldn't say much, so he had to promise his young apprentice, "Your sister will not be hurt or harmed."
"Aren't you hurt at all? Aren't you unhappy? No one treats her badly?"
"It doesn't hurt, she is living a happy life, and everyone around her loves her." Leng Chengran patiently answered his apprentice's questions one by one, and after speaking, he assured, "She has been living a good life, don't worry."
Then he said, "Your sister is very beautiful and cute."
"My sister must be pretty."
Ruirui stopped crying. Although she was still sad that her master had sacrificed a hundred years of cultivation in this way, she was afraid that her master would be unhappy, so she never mentioned it again.