"You..." Qing Yunxiao didn't expect that the other party would be so difficult to deal with, and was speechless for a moment.
But if she really wanted to be accused of something, it would be hard for Qing Yunxiao to fabricate it for a while.
As a result, the old man could only hide his resentment deep in his heart, and sighed in a coquettish manner: "Alas! I am angry for a moment, but I hate that iron cannot be transformed into steel, and I am worried that you have no ambition to make progress!"
"But you are also a disciple of my Qingyun Sect. How could I ruin your great future out of pity?"
"In this case... please take back your life, Master!" Zhao Yingxin clasped her fists and bowed, her attitude as firm as ever.
"That's all, I also know that I can't do this kind of thing reluctantly. You can go on your own."
Qing Yunxiao waved his hand impatiently: "It's gone, it's all gone!"
"Yes, farewell to the Supreme Leader..."
After everyone left the palace, Qingyun Xiaocai muttered to himself with a dark face: "No one can disobey my will, never!"
"Zhao Yingxin... When I find out the secret behind your sudden improvement in cultivation, I will make you look good!"
At the same time, outside the palace.
Zhou Jing'en, an old drunkard walking side by side with Zhao Yingxin, kept moving his lips and hesitated to speak.
Finally, Liu Ruyan whispered: "I didn't expect that my sister would be so attached to Jiasan Mountain? I am flattered."
According to seniority, Zhao Yingxin is the core disciple.
Thanks to Chen Shen's efforts, Liu Ruyan has now resumed her status as an elder of the inner sect of Jiasan Mountain. Logically speaking, she cannot make such a mistake in her words.
But Zhao Yingxin was not swayed by Pang Yi's high position as a true disciple, and was willing to stay in Jiasan Mountain. Coupled with her Xuanhuang realm cultivation, Liu Ruyan could be compared to her equals.
"Yes, yes, Senior Sister Zhao, why don't you agree to teach the Supreme Being? That is a great event that many true disciples can only dream of!"
Liu Susu was both envious and lamented: "The most important thing is that the Supreme Leader is willing to accept you as his disciple. Not to mention the vast resources for cultivation, your status among the true disciples will also be transcendent."
"Maybe in the future, Senior Sister Zhao can inherit the title of sect leader!"
Zhao Yingxin smiled lightly: "I'm more accustomed to staying in Jiasan Mountain."
Her understatement answer left all the Jia San Mountain disciples speechless.
"Habit? Is it that simple?" Mu Piaopiao stared at her big watery eyes.
Zhao Yingxin nodded gently and said no more words.
Only the woman herself knew that it was a mysterious meal from Chen Shen, combined with the power of many mysterious crystals, that helped her regain her memory.
As the most talented saint of the Lost Dream Clan, Zhao Yingxin will naturally have inexhaustible ancestral blood power as long as she raises the awakening level of the "Remaining Dream".
Compared with the inheritance of various methods of the Wet Dream Clan, the so-called "Seven Special Skills of the Qingyun Sect" and the vast amount of cultivation resources are simply not worth a penny.
The reason why Zhao Yingxin refused to become a true disciple of the Qingyun Sect was because she did not want to be bound to this "different world" to her.
The reason why this girl stayed in Mount Jiasan was not because she was "used to it" as she said, but because she still had a wish that had not been fulfilled.
"Chen Shen... please come back soon."
"After I repay your kindness for helping me awaken the immortal dream of my lost soul, I can fly far away with peace of mind, leave the Qingyun Sect, and even leave this place called Xuanling Continent..."
After thinking about it, she turned around and clasped her fists: "Two elders, this disciple has some enlightenment and is going to practice. See you later."
After saying these words, she strode away without waiting for Liu Ruyan and Zhou Jingen to reply.
Looking at Zhao Yingxin's retreating back, Fatty Cao Ruicao smiled mischievously: "Hehehe, in my opinion, Junior Sister Zhao... Oh no, I should respect her as Senior Sister now."
"Senior Sister Zhao must have taken a liking to our Boss Chen, so..."
Ouyang Yunchuan nodded in agreement: "Yeah, it's really possible."
Ouyang Shanhe also jumped out and said with joy: "Fat Cao has found out the truth! We all saw it with our own eyes back then. Boss Chen came out of the house with a nosebleed that covered his mouth without even knowing it."
"Hehehe... If you say nothing happened to them, I won't believe it even to death!"
"Bang, bang, bang!"
Suddenly, each of these three wretched and whispering guys received a kick and fell far away.
"Ouch! Who the hell attacked Fatty?" Fatty Cao covered his round ass and yelled angrily.
"I am the one who kicked you. Why, do you have any objections?"
Liu Ruyan raised her eyebrows, put her left hand on her waist, and pointed at the three people one by one with her right hand: "You three incompetent disciples, you have time to mutter behind your back, you might as well think about how to improve your cultivation!"
"The former No. 1 tyrant in the Jia San Mountains is considered a veteran. Now that Chen Shen has surpassed you, even Zhao Yingxin can let you go ten streets!"
"Look at Zhao Yingxin, he studies martial arts whenever he has time, but what about you? Why don't you hurry back to Jiasan Mountain to practice?"
Cao Fatzu curled his lips and muttered: "Senior Sister Zhao, that was an adventure, who can compare with it? Besides... Senior Sister Zhao has become a five-star Xuan Emperor. Not only are we inferior, but Elder Liu, aren't you also a little inferior?"
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"Cao! Rui! What were you saying just now? I didn't hear you clearly, please speak louder?"
"Ah? Ah, ah, my disciple, let's go back to practice now, go back to practice!" Cao Rui suddenly shrank his neck, rolled up, and ran away...
"Humph! It's getting more and more outrageous." Liu Ruyan rolled her beautiful eyes. But, what was that sour taste in her heart just now?
After a brief moment of confusion, she hurriedly shook her head, unable to think about it...
Late at night, the moon and stars are scarce.
On the top of Jiasan Mountain, in the small pavilion with stone steps to the north of the row of spirit-gathering training rooms, Liu Ruyan was pacing around the pavilion, her eyebrows furrowed, as if she was filled with countless sorrows.
In front of the stone table in the pavilion, Zhou Jingen took a sip from the wine gourd from time to time, then shook his head and sighed.
His wine gourd was filled with tea. Since the Thousand Days of Prohibition had not yet expired, the old drunkard could only use tea instead of wine to soothe his stomach.
"Drink, drink, drink, you can make a slurping sound when drinking tea! I let you drink!"
At a certain moment, Liu Ruyan looked at the slightly white eastern sky, and all the sadness and anger that had accumulated all night fell on Zhou Jingen's head——
Shejuan raised her hand, pointed a green light like a sword, and instantly exploded Zhou Jingen's wine gourd, causing tea to splash all over her face and body.
Zhou Jingen's rosacea took a deep breath: "Is there something wrong with you? Do you think I'm not worried?"
"At sunrise, it's the departure deadline stipulated by the Supreme Headmaster. But that kid is still in retreat in the Ling Gathering Training Room."
"He must have released the illusion battle puppet. If the puppet is not destroyed, the formation will remain."
"Don't talk about you and me, even if you are a cultivator at the peak of Xuanhuang, you can't do it in a short while. What can I do?"