Brothers and sisters are all big brothers, but I am a small waste

Chapter 60
"Good eyesight, good eyesight, you can draw the "Four Elephants of Bright Mind" with just a single swipe of your hand. This exercise is not from the hands of the ancestor of Lige, but created by the founder of this sect. It is my way of heaven. The treasure of Feng Zhenfeng."

Wenren Chuchen was amazed again, and then changed the subject, "However, the founder of the sect has limited aptitude, so how can he realize such a miraculous skill, the key point must be the embellishment of the ancestor of Lige, which is no different from her own creation. .”

When he was speaking, Wenren Chuchen had a look of pride, fascination, and admiration, which made Lu Qingli chill.

She really never expected that she had become a legend.And it was a legend for her to listen to herself.

Also, it's so outrageous to be admired.

Yes, it's outrageous!

Look at my stupid master, I don't even want my patriarch's face in order to flatter Mo Lige.

I don't know what kind of face he will have when he knows that the fairy he admires stands in front of him and listens to him praising the fairy himself.

"What about this book, is it also written by Mo Lige?" After flipping through a few pages, Lu Qingli threw away "The Four Elephants of the Mind", took out another copy, and asked jokingly.

"That's not true. This "Tian Ji Yu Heng Jue" was written by the first disciple of the founder of Kaizong, but he inherited the mantle of the founder of Kaizong and is the second generation disciple of the founder of Lige, so this set of exercises is actually the same. It can be regarded as the creation of the ancestor of Lige." Wenren Chuchen said solemnly.

Can Mo Lige be involved in this way?Convinced, Lu Qingli really convinced.

She confirmed that this cheap master is her loyal fanboy.Even though he has been lost for many years, and even forgotten by many people, he still worships him more than ever.

When it comes to cultivation, the worship is even more fanatical.

After flipping through a few so-called unique books, Lu Qingli casually threw them aside and didn't do anything else.

"Is there any suitable one?" Wenren Chuchen asked.

"I am Jiuling Tianmai." Lu Qingli said.

Thinking about it again, these cultivation techniques of Tiandao Peak actually have their own unique features, but my own vision is too high, so I don't like it.So she didn't want to hit people who are famous, so she spoke more tactfully.

"Couldn't Jiuling Tianmai not be able to practice our own martial arts?" Wenren Chuchen asked in surprise.

He knew that Lu Qingli was the Jiuling Tianmai, and he also knew that she had obtained the method of refining the Jiuling left by Mo Lige.

But after all, the Jiuling Tianmai is too rare, he doesn't know much about it, he thought that once the spirit vein is tempered, he can practice like an ordinary monk, so he can't wait to pass on her "unique knowledge" of this peak.

Now, after hearing what Lu Qingli said, I realized that I probably had a wrong idea.

"No." Lu Qingli said bluntly.

In fact, Wenren Chuchen was not mistaken. Once the Jiuling Tianmai was tempered, she could also cultivate like an ordinary monk. The exercises of Tiandao Peak were also available, but it was unnecessary for her.

She didn't bother to explain this matter, because the facts that just happened once again proved that explanations are useless.

"But you don't have to worry. Immortal Lige not only left behind the method of tempering Jiuling Tianmai, but also the corresponding method of cultivation." Not wanting to be troublesome, Lu Qingli added another sentence.

"That's right, how could I have forgotten about this! Li Ge's patriarch, the grand master of the generation, left behind the method of tempering the Jiuling Tianmai, how could there be no method of cultivation?" Wenren Chuchen slapped his forehead.

When mentioning the ancestor of Lige again, he subconsciously straightened his back to show his respect.

It's hopeless, this fanboy master is hopeless.Lu Qingli was already unable to complain.

(End of this chapter)