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

Chapter 720 The Last Disciple

"Then you should practice hard." The young woman stopped persuading her, but encouraged her, and then Yu Feijian said, "I still have something important to do, so I'm leaving now, and I'll see you later .”

"Sister Master, are you leaving?" The little boy was taken aback for a moment, looking at her reluctantly.

The young woman smiled without saying a word. It has been several years since she was promoted to the peak of Mahayana, and she finally realized the opportunity to break through. How could she stay here.If she didn't feel pity for the people in this city, and couldn't bear to see their city destroyed and killed at the mouth of monsters, she would not want to delay even a moment.

"I haven't asked Master Xianjun how to address him yet?" The city owner and his wife remembered at this time that their precious son had already worshiped someone as a teacher, and they didn't even know the name of this master. They were ashamed and ashamed. asked respectfully.

"Mo Lige." The young woman said calmly.

"It turned out to be the Immortal Lord Lige. I and this junior have met the Lord Immortal." Although Mo Lige said it lightly, the city lord and his wife were so excited that they almost fainted to the ground.

Immortal Lige is one of the most powerful immortals in Tianwaitian, and is also known as the treasure of heavenly books in the realm of cultivation. His vision and vision are even convincing to other immortals who are as famous as him.

My son can worship her as a teacher, this is the opportunity that the ancestors burned so much incense in exchange for it.

"By the way, what's your name?" Mo Lige was no stranger to such a scene, and asked the little boy as he stretched out his hand to help the two of them up.

Although he is not very optimistic about his aptitude, since others did not stop him when he was a teacher, he agreed to it. As a master, he doesn't even know the name of his disciple, which is too unreasonable.

"Master and sister, my surname is Yuan, and my name is Yuan Qi." The little boy puffed up his chest, as if he was very proud of the name, as proud as he could count one, two, three, four, five.

"Yuan Qi, Yuan Qi, I will remember it, and I will come to see you later." Mo Lige laughed dumbfounded, repeated a few words in a low voice, kept the name in his heart, and then flew away with his flying sword.

"Father, mother, are master and sister very good?" Xiao Yuanqi's doubtful voice came faintly from behind.

"Yuan Qi, your master is the most powerful immortal in the cultivation world, and he is known as the treasure of the heavenly book. You must practice hard in the future, and you must not disgrace your master." The city lord said earnestly.

Originally, he was not very optimistic about this son's qualifications, but after knowing Mo Lige's identity, his thoughts changed immediately.Since the majestic Lige Immortal Monarch can take a fancy to his son, it means that there must be something extraordinary, but those so-called Shangzong Immortal Masters in the past were blind and couldn't understand it.

An unprecedented sense of pride welled up spontaneously, and he was even more grateful to Mo Lige. As a result, one of the most powerful immortals transformed into the most powerful immortal.

"Dad, don't worry, I will definitely practice hard and become a fairy monarch as powerful as Master. No, I want to surpass Master and become the most powerful fairy monarch in the cultivation world." Xiao Yuanqi clenched his small fists, excitedly Said.

"Crack." Dad slapped him on the head, "Keep your voice down, you want to bully Miezu, don't let outsiders hear it, or your master will drive you out of the sect."

Mo Lige laughed again, and suddenly looked forward to this disciple who was only thinking about deceiving his master and exterminating his ancestors.

At that time, she never thought that this would be the last and only disciple in her life.

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"Qingli, what's the matter?" Wen Ruyu asked strangely seeing Lu Qingli suddenly distracted, with a warm smile on his face.

"It's nothing, I just remembered some old things." Lu Qingli's thoughts were pulled back to reality, and the long-term memory was put away.

Yuan Qi, Yuan Qi Xianmen, should be just a coincidence.

"Let's take a rest, let's go." Looking at the sky, Lu Qingli said to everyone.

"Old man Ren won't kill the carbine, right?" Jiang Ziyun said worriedly.

"Don't worry, how can it be so easy to recover after being injured like that? Even if he recovers, his cultivation base must be greatly damaged. At least in the short term, he will no longer have the courage to find us bad luck." Lu Qingli said firmly.

The other people's spiritual sense was a bit weak, and they couldn't see how much Ren Wudao was injured, but she clearly saw that the old man's bones were broken, and even the vitals of his dantian were blasted out with a bloody hole.

Injured like this, it is God's blessing to be able to keep the cultivation level of the Purple Mansion, so how dare you come back and die for a while.

Hearing what Lu Qingli said, everyone felt relieved.

Seeing that it wasn't long before dawn, they didn't bother to set up camp anymore, so everyone sat on the ground and began to practice to restore their true energy.

"By the way, where is Senior Brother Chaofeng?" Jiang Ziyun thought of something, and suddenly opened his eyes and asked.

Lu Qingli and the others were shocked: By the way, why did they forget about Chen Chaofeng? Could it be that they rolled too vigorously and didn't have time to back off, and they accidentally injured and died.

"Woo... Aw..." Just when Lu Qingli and the others were worried about Chen Chaofeng's life and death, there was a strange "Aww" sound from afar.

Looking at the sound, an afterimage rolled into their line of sight at the side of the mountain ridge hundreds of meters away with lightning speed, then rolled up into the sky, and rolled out of their line of sight at an even faster speed.

Apart from Senior Brother Chen Chaofeng, who else in the world can roll so happily and roundly?
Jiang Ziyun rushed up first, followed by Lu Qingli and others.

"Senior Brother Chaofeng, don't get out of here. Old man Ren has escaped with serious injuries. He's fine." Standing on the ridge, Jiang Ziyun persuaded, looking at Chen Chaofeng who was still rolling all over the ground below, and rolling faster and faster.

"Help me, I can't stop... I can't stop... I'm coming down." The afterimage continued to tumbling indiscriminately, and Chen Chaofeng's crying voice came intermittently, suddenly far and near.

I can't even stop myself, how much fun this must be.

Hearing Chen Chaofeng's words, Lu Qingli and the others staggered, and they couldn't laugh or cry when they stabilized their figures.

Chu Qinghan and Wen Ruyu started at the same time, blocking Chen Chaofeng one after the other, but before they could make a move, Chen Chaofeng rolled to the left without warning, and rolled out under the siege and interception of the two.

"I'm afraid the two of us are not enough, we need someone to help." Wen Ruyu said helplessly.

If it was fighting against the enemy, let alone teaming up, either he or Chu Qinghan could deal with Chen Chaofeng, but if he didn't want to hurt him, two of them were obviously not enough.

There is no way, this guy is rolling too fast and too weirdly, it is simply unpredictable.

"I'll do it." Ying Tianchen volunteered and rushed forward.

In the confrontation with Ren Wudao just now, he had no chance to make a move at all, and he couldn't even block the knife for Lu Qingli. As a senior brother, he felt ashamed.

(End of this chapter)