Not far in front of him, stood a little girl with short black hair. Her face was very cute, especially her blood-red eyes that were as clear as gems and very bright.

"Humph……"

Hearing his praise, the little beggar who had just come out of the bath hummed a few times with some pride.

The young man in white held his chin with one hand and asked curiously, "By the way, what's your name?"

Only then did he remember that after knowing the little beggar for more than a day, he still didn't know the little beggar's name.

The little beggar put his hands on his waist and said proudly: "My name is Ao Qingyue!"

"Ao...Qing...Yue..."

The young man in white whispered it several times, with a smile on his face: "What a good name."

He immediately asked, "Would you like to be my disciple?"

The young man in white was very pleased with the little beggar who was willing to take the risk to inform him, and he began to think of taking her as his disciple.

But when Ao Qingyue heard his sudden words, she stood there in a daze for a moment, her expression dull.

The young man in white thought that she was unwilling, so he sighed with some regret: "It doesn't matter if you don't want to."

After hearing this, Ao Qingyue came back to his senses.

She shook her head violently and knelt down directly in front of the young man in white: "Disciple greets Master!"

The young man in white was slightly startled when he saw this, then smiled and said, "Okay."

He stepped forward and helped Ao Qingyue up.

An invisible spiritual barrier enveloped the two of them, blocking out their thoughts and sounds.

The young man in white said with a smile: "Since you are my disciple, you should know our sect."

"I'm from Xuelingxu, have you heard of me?" he asked.

"Xue Lingxu?"

Ao Qingyue blinked blankly.

Xuelingxu has always been low-key in the world of cultivators in the Northern Territory. Even though it is one of the four top sects, there are still many cultivators who don't know it, let alone mortals like Ao Qingyue.

The young man in white was not disappointed. He smiled and said to her, "When there is a chance, I will take you back to see it."

Ao Qingyue nodded repeatedly: "Yes!"

Although she had never heard of the name Xuelingxu, she thought to herself that if even her master was so powerful, then the sect her master belonged to must be even more powerful!

The young man in white raised his hand, stretched out his index and middle fingers and lightly tapped Ao Qingyue's forehead, and a faint light flashed.

Ao Qingyue was slightly stunned: "Master?"

At this moment, something seemed to appear in her mind.

The young man in white smiled and explained, "This is the cultivation method of Xuelingxu, the Snow Moon Heart Method."

"Try to concentrate your mind and look inward, and you will understand."

As he spoke, he waved his arm and a cushion appeared behind Ao Qingyue.

Ao Qingyue followed the Master's example and sat cross-legged on the cushion, closed her eyes, and began to empty her mind according to the Master's instructions.

After some exploration, she finally sensed the ball of light in her mind and comprehended the Xueyue Heart Method from it.

The young man in white only passed on to her the Snow Moon Heart Technique and no other memories, so Ao Qingyue easily refined this memory.

Ao Qingyue subconsciously began to practice according to the methods of Xueyue Heart Sutra.

Seeing this, the young man in white shook his head with regret.

Ten years ago, on the night he had just started practicing, his master stuffed too many things into that period of memory, causing him to have a splitting headache from absorbing too many memories in an instant. It took him a long time to recover.

However, this disciple of mine was lucky enough to meet me.

Although the young man in white has no experience of being a teacher, he will definitely not become a master like his master.

At a certain moment, the young man in white who had been paying attention to Ao Qingyue suddenly raised his eyebrows: "Hmm?"

I saw the wisps of spiritual energy between heaven and earth slowly gathered around Ao Qingyue and slowly merged into her body.

You have to know that it has been less than an hour since she closed her eyes!

Although her cultivation speed is not as fast as that of the young man in white back then, it is already far beyond that of ordinary people.

"It seems that I have accidentally picked up a good seedling." The young man in white clothes smiled.

at dusk.

"call……"

Ao Qingyue slowly exhaled and then opened his eyes.

"How does it feel?"

The young man in white who had been sitting next to her and watching her all afternoon asked with a smile.

Ao Qingyue's eyes sparkled and she nodded heavily: "What a magical feeling!"

After only one day of practice, Ao Qingyue felt as if he had been reborn. He felt extremely comfortable all over, as if he suddenly had a thousand pounds of strength.

The young man in white smiled as he listened to her feelings, then continued, "You have opened two meridians in one day, which means you have already embarked on the path of cultivation and become a cultivator."

Ao Qingyue was stunned when she heard this, and her tone was a little unbelievable: "I am already a cultivator?"

She lowered her head slightly and looked at her hands, her eyes full of disbelief.

In just one day, she transformed from a mortal into a monk?

"Um"

The young man in white nodded in affirmation, and then said regretfully: "It's a pity that the spiritual energy here is thin. If you were in the Snow Spirit Ruins, you should be able to open three more meridians in the same amount of time."

Ao Qingyue was very satisfied: "Being able to become a cultivator, I am already very satisfied."

The young man in white laughed dumbly: "You have great talent, and you still have a long way to go."

Hearing the praise from his master, Ao Qingyue seemed very happy, with shining eyes: "Really, Master?"

Facing her hope, the young man in white stretched out a hand and gently rubbed her hair: "Of course."

Ao Qingyue smiled and narrowed her eyes.

……

After eating the meal brought by the maid in the evening, Ao Qingyue couldn't wait to run back to her room to practice.

The young man in white sat in the yard, thinking about something quietly.

"Dong dong dong..."

Suddenly a knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.

The young man in white released his divine sense and discovered that the person standing outside the door was Wang Jingyu, the head of the Wang family.

"Come in," he said loudly.

Wang Jingyu must have something wrong since he came to see me in the middle of the night.

Soon, Wang Jingyu appeared in front of the young man in white.

"Fellow Daoist Xuesu." He clasped his fists slightly.

The young man in white, who had already stood up, also clasped his fists and said, "Please sit down."

The two sat down together.

The young man in white was the first to speak: "I wonder what brings Patriarch Wang here so late at night?"

Looking at the young man in front of him, it would be a lie for Wang Jingyu to say that he had no grudges in his heart. After all, he was knocked down by the other party with one move last night, which was extremely embarrassing.

Fortunately, he had not been the patriarch for decades in vain. He controlled his facial expressions very well and was not confused by this incident.

He smiled and said, "I wonder how much Daoist Xue Su knows about the City Lord's Mansion of Manxue City?"

Manxue City City Lord's Mansion?

The young man in white shook his head calmly: "I just came to Manxue City yesterday, and I don't know much about the City Lord's Mansion. Please tell me directly, Patriarch Wang."

Wang Jingyu patted his head upon hearing this and smiled apologetically: “This is my fault.”

His expression turned slightly serious: "Did Daoist Fellow Xue Su have a conflict with the law enforcement team last night?"

The young man in white was thoughtful after hearing this: "That's right. The leader seems to claim to be the captain of the law enforcement team, Qian Xie."

"Could it be related to this matter?" he asked.

Wang Jingyu nodded seriously: "To be honest, Qian Xie is the brother-in-law of the Lord of Manxue City. If you offend him, you can be said to have offended the Lord's Mansion."

"Early this morning, the City Lord's Mansion sent someone to the palace to ask me about fellow Taoist."

The young man in white didn't care: "Don't worry too much, Patriarch Wang. If they have any grievances, just come to me."

Wang Jingyu was slightly surprised and impressed by the courage of the young man in white.

He waved his hand slightly: "Don't worry, fellow Daoist. The Lord of Manxue City is also a reasonable person. After hearing what happened last night, he reprimanded Qian Xie. To express his apology, he specially invited you to the City Lord's Mansion to prepare a banquet for you."

Chapter 310 Shadows in the Dark

"invite?"

The young man in white laughed dumbly: "This Lord of Manxue City is quite interesting."

Wang Jingyu also smiled.

Originally, he planned to invite people from the City Lord's Mansion to his place, but the City Lord did not agree. Instead, he invited their Wang Mansion and Xue Su to visit the City Lord's Mansion together.

Wang Jingyu naturally accepted this proposal.

After all, if a fight really breaks out, the one that will suffer the loss will not be his own palace, but the city lord's mansion.

"What do you think, Fellow Daoist Xuesu?"

The young man in white nodded and said, "Since the city lord has invited me personally, I will definitely come in person."

"Then I will tell the city lord the news on behalf of Fellow Daoist Xuesu."

Wang Jingyu asked again: "How about we go to the City Lord's Mansion together tomorrow morning?"

The young man in white had no objection: "I will follow Patriarch Wang's arrangements."

After watching Wang Jingyu leave, the young man in white turned and walked into the room.

On the bed, Ao Qingyue was practicing the Xueyue Heart Method, with wisps of spiritual energy surrounding her body.

"This girl is really hardworking."

The young man in white smiled, placed a cushion on the ground, and began his own practice.

As his cultivation improved, the young man in white gradually lost his desire for sleep and got used to replacing it with cultivation.

It seemed like just a blink of an eye.

Its daybreak.

After practicing all night, Ao Qingyue slowly opened his eyes, and a bright light flashed in his eyes.

“Is this what cultivation is?”

Noticing that it was already dawn, she couldn't help but sigh.

"what--"

But soon, Ao Qingyue had no time to sigh, because she found that her master was sitting cross-legged on the ground with only a cushion under him.

"Because I occupied the bed, Master chose to sit on the floor?"

Ao Qingyue figured out the whole cause and effect almost instantly. Looking at her master who was still practicing, she couldn't help but feel touched and guilty.

And just then.

I don’t know if it was because he sensed Ao Qingyue’s gaze, but the young man in white, who had his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes.

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