For the next period of time, Qingxi Valley was performing such tragedies every day, and the helpless and sad wailing sounded again and again.
Although Han Yangshu and others have raised their vigilance, there is no way. Their uncle is so shameless. She will do it when she says she will do it when she says she can't do it when she says she can't do it. Who told her to be uncle?
To put it more bluntly, she can do it anytime if she wants to do it. No one dares to do it without saying that she can do it. Once she does, the others will never have the chance to do it again.
As the saying goes, if you are not afraid of thieves stealing, you are afraid of thieves thinking about it. Facing such a shameless little master, you can’t be guarded against.
Fortunately, these beatings were not for nothing. Under Miss Luo's tireless teaching, the sword skills of several people were rapidly improved. Zhou Siqin had already comprehended the third level of Jianling Jiuxiao, Han Yangshu's fourth level.
The heavy realm is becoming more and more complete. Even Yu Le'er, who has the weakest cultivation level, has fully understood the first level of Jian Ling Jiuxiao and began to comprehend the second level.
Of course, this is also thanks to Gu Fenghua's Zhengyi Xuan Divine Pill. If it weren't for the significant improvement of his divine consciousness, even if Luo Enen exhausted himself to death, it would never have been possible for them to have such a huge improvement.
Although several people did not deliberately promote it, Yu Le'er's improvement still fell into the eyes of many interested people. You must know that she has only been in two years, and she has actually practiced Jian Ling Jiuxiao to the second level. Such an achievement
, even a little better than Han Yangshu in the past.
For a moment, outer disciples of the Technological Sect gathered together, and Qingxi Valley was no longer as quiet as before. By the way, since Luo Enen began to give advice to Han Yangshu and others, Qingxi Valley has actually never been quiet again.
Luo Enen already likes the excitement, and the ones who come here are his nephews. They are respectful to her. She has a rare opportunity to be a master, and of course she never refuses anyone.
Originally, Luo Enen wanted to each person to improve his cultivation level by helping these nephews improve their cultivation, so as to show his strength as a uncle, to put it bluntly, that is, to be harsh and pretend to be x.
Unfortunately, most of the medicinal materials used to refine Zhengyi Xuan Shendan are top-notch herbs. Although she shaved the ground several times in the two major medicine gardens, she could not withstand the consumption of so many people, so she had no choice but to give up.
Fortunately, her understanding of the Nine Heavens Illusion Thunder Sword has improved a lot during this period. Even if she does not have the Zhengyi Xuan Shendan, it is not a big problem to guide the outer disciples of the Tech Sect to practice swords. With her help, all of them are
The disciples who came to Qingxi Valley all improved a lot.
As a result, Master Luo's reputation in Nanli Sect became more and more famous. Later, not only the outer disciples of the Qi Sect, but also the outer disciples of the Dharma Sect came to her humbly.
Ask for advice, Qingxi Valley has become more lively.
Qingxi Valley is bustling, and of course the Holy Sword Peak and Holy Fa Peak are deserted.
"Where are people? Where have they gone? They are so lazy. Are you coming to my Nanli Sect to support me?" Shengfa Peak, the outer disciples' cultivation ground, often cursed in anger.
Today is the day when the elders of Nanli Sect visited the sect. According to the rules of Nanli Sect, the elders have the position of preaching and teaching and urging their disciples to practice, and they have to visit the sect once a month.
Chang Wanfa did not neglect his duties, so he went to the inner sect's cultivation ground early in the morning to inspect. He was quite satisfied with the performance of the inner sect's disciples, but when he came to the outer sect's cultivation ground, he saw only a few sparse figures.
No one else knows where the other people are, so how can he not be angry?
"Master, they, they..." a young man in his early thirties said hesitantly, while quietly looking at Chang Yingrong.