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Chapter 2021 Lost

"I won't go, I'll wait for him." Ye Qing was straightforward.

"This is almost the same, so it's not a waste of time." Jian Wuxin smiled.

"Teacher, when will my Ning'er come back?" Ye Qing said again.

Jian Wuxin felt a little uncomfortable when he heard this.

He is a single dog, and it is impossible for Ye Qing to call Zhao Ruoning so intimately, it is impossible for him to feel uncomfortable.

"Boy, even if you are very close to Zhao Ruoning, you don't have to be so high-profile, right?" Jian Wuxin said helplessly.

"Sorry, I'm used to it."

"How do I know when she will come back?"

Jian Wuxin rolled his eyes.

"Teacher, didn't you tell me that Ning'er was coming back?" Ye Qing asked.

"I'm not Yue Yunshu. How fast she is traveling? How do I know when to take Zhao Ruoning back?"

Yue Yunshu, what Jian Wuxin said, is naturally the master of Shangqing Temple.

After Ye Qing came to Shangqing Temple, he had never seen the hall master.

But I have heard of the name of the Lord.

I heard that the palace master is very beautiful.

"oh."

Ye Qing responded coldly.

If you don't know anything, you can only wait.

However, the news that Zhao Ruoning is coming back should be true.

Jian Wuxin would not deceive him.

"You will become a saint in the future. Practice well and don't spend all your thoughts on women. Women will only affect your speed of drawing the sword. Do you understand?" Jian Wuxin said meaningfully.

Judging from Ye Qing's performance, Jian Wuxin guessed that this guy was probably a passionate seed.

He doesn't want the genius of swordsmanship he values ​​to be delayed by the love between men and women.

In Jian Wuxin's opinion, falling in love is the most difficult and energy-consuming thing in the world. If you have that energy, it is better to study the swordsmanship more.

"Teacher, is this a story about experience? I feel that you have a story. Have you been hurt by a girl? Can you tell me?" Ye Qing smiled.

"roll!"

If Jian Wuxin is an old man, what other stories can he have?

"Okay!"

Ye Qing left as soon as he said that, without any ambiguity. Anyway, there is no benefit to staying here with Jian Wuxin.

Want to become a sword immortal? That is not something Jian Wuxin can teach in a short time.

When practicing swordsmanship, it is mostly up to one's own understanding.

"stop!"

Jian Wuxin was a little embarrassed, but he didn't expect Ye Qing to leave.

"Teacher, what else can I do? Can't I finish it at once?"

Ye Qing stopped.

"I said you are a saint, so I won't give you any reaction." Jian Wuxin said leisurely.

"oh."

Ye Qing nodded.

Saint? It's just a kind of identity as a disciple of the Shangqing Temple, and Ye Qing doesn't care much about it.

When he first came, Ye Qing did want to become a saint, but that was just for the qualification to go to the abyss of despair.

If you want to go to the abyss of despair in the forbidden land of the human race, you must be a saint, and other disciples have no chance.

Soon after, the ancient Demon Dragon Cave in the Abyss of Despair will be opened, and major forces are preparing to go, and more young geniuses will go. At that time, the true disciples of the Shangqing Temple may have a chance to go.

All major forces should be very interested in the opportunities in the ancient Demon Dragon Cave.

"Three days later, the Saints Conference begins. You are the new saint, remember to attend." Jian Wuxin said slowly.

Jian Wuxin has not accepted disciples for many years.

Of course, he hoped that Ye Qing could give him some face at the Saints Conference.

"Can you not go?" Ye Qing asked.

He was not very interested in the Saints Conference.

Now all Ye Qing thought about waiting for Zhao Ruoning to come back and meet her again, and she could lean against the side of other things.

"The Saints Conference will determine the ranking of saints. If you enter the top three saints, the sect will have a heavy reward, so you will not be moved at all?" Jian Wuxin said.

"What kind of reward?" Ye Qing became interested.

Shangqing Temple, the first sect of the human race in the ancient forbidden area, should not be bad for the things that are rewarded to outstanding saints.

"A magical artifact, a top-grade magical artifact!" Jian Wuxin said seriously.

"knew."

When Ye Qing heard this, he stepped out and left quickly.

"You guy, have you gone or not? Haven't you given me a reply yet?" Jian Wuxin was speechless.

“It depends on your mood.”

Ye Qing's reply made Jian Wuxin fall into deep thought.

Why did I accept such a unique disciple?

Other saints, I heard that the rewards of the Saints Conference are top-grade artifacts, and who do not rush to show themselves at the conference and strive for a higher ranking.

There were only forty-nine saints in Shangqing Temple, and there were only fifty people who came to Ye Qing.

Ye Qing didn't even go through any saint enthronement ceremony. Jian Wuxin said just one word, he did it.

Every saint in Shangqing Temple is a genius of the human race and extremely evil.

It is easy to imagine how difficult it is to win the top three seats among the fifty people.

Since they are saints, they are all geniuses and must have a spirit of competing for power. The saints' meeting will generally not be missed.

In addition to rewards from top-grade artifacts, the ranking of saints is also very important, representing the importance of the sect.

The top three saints will inevitably receive absolute attention from the Shangqing Temple and will be given the most resources to cultivate.

Although the sects who do not enter the top three seats will also pay attention to it, they are just a little worse than that.

Jian Wuxin thought that after Ye Qing found out, he would agree to attend the Saints Conference at once, but he still misread Ye Qing.

It seems that Ye Qing does not have such a strong desire to compete for ambition?

Or maybe Ye Qing was not interested in the so-called Saints Conference at all?

Thinking of this, Jian Wuxin sighed. He couldn't control his disciple's personality anymore.

...

Ye Qing returned to the palace and took out the essence and blood of the golden dominant dragon and the sea-covering dragon, and continued to refine it.

After returning to the Shangqing Temple, Ye Qing had been refining for several days, and the power of the Ancestral Dragon in his body became stronger and stronger.

There is no need to go to the abyss of despair next, just wait in the Shangqing Temple. Ye Qing can calm down and refine the essence and blood of the dominating dragon.

On this day, a figure suddenly appeared in Ye Qing's room without warning.

"Forehead……"

After Ye Qing saw the person clearly, his face turned dark.

Jian Wuxin came again.

"Teacher, do you want to scare me to death?" Ye Qing was speechless.

Come on, Jian Wuxin just doesn't take the ordinary path.

"Little guy, I have an excellent place to practice. Will you go?" Jian Wuxin said with a smile.

“Where?”

“A good place to practice swordsmanship!”

"Where?"

"It's very close, right inside the Shangqing Temple."

Jian Wuxin grinned and knew that Ye Qing would not go too far to the Shangqing Temple.

It is just right to go to the place of training inside the Shangqing Temple.

"Can."

Ye Qing nodded.

Jian Wuxin is good at swordsmanship, and the sword-practice place he took him to should be good.

"I tell you that most people can't go to this place. After you go, you must have a good understanding!" Jian Wuxin said with a smile.

"Teacher, remember to notify me as soon as Ning'er comes back." Ye Qing said lightly.

Jian Wuxin: "..."

This guy only has women in his mind!

"Didn't I tell you? Women will only affect your speed of drawing the sword!" Jian Wuxin emphasized again.

"Yes, yes, you're right." Ye Qing nodded repeatedly.

Jian Wuxin: "..."

Speaking of this, I can't continue. Ye Qing is simply a chat terminator.


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