Why Am I Such a Genius Still Accepting Apprentices?

Li Changsheng's expression changed, he was about to stop Zhuge Ziqiong, but in the next second, Zhuge Ziqiong had already answered.

"Yes, each of us has it. Senior Sister Ji, Senior Brother Fang, and I all cultivated by ourselves, and Senior Brother Li is the soul of the sword that the master merged."

There was an instant silence in the air.

No matter how the sky is surging, no matter how the sky is thundering.

At this moment, at least in the Wuming Sect, several senior brothers did not say a word.

After a pause, Zhuge Ziqiong tilted her little head and asked with a cute face:

"Master, don't you have it?"

After a long silence, Yun Lige turned and left.

"I suddenly thought that I still have something to do. You talk first, I'll go to work first."

Everyone was silent for a while, and Fang Tianyuan opened his mouth and said:

"Master, did you cry just now? When I saw him turn around, there was water mist in his eyes."

Zhuge Ziqiong bit his lip and said:

"Did I say something wrong?"

Ji Wuxia twitched her fingers and tapped her little head, neither light nor heavy.

"You little fool, why did you say it?"

Li Changsheng said quietly:

"It's okay to say it, why ask another question?"

"Killing people can't be so cruel. You are locking up pigs to kill, draining the blood, and shaving a piece of the pig's hair by the way."

Zhuge Ziqiong said apologetically:

"I didn't think about it. I thought that the senior brother has the same spirit as us. Then why don't I go and apologize to him now?"

"Don't go, leave him some dignity. The more you go, the more sad he will be."

"Yes, maybe you're still crying now. Once you go and see it again, you'll really kill the senior brother."

Zhuge Ziqiong: "."

Ten days later, in the map of Shanhe Sheji, Song Xian's fusion of sword souls also came to the final stage.

Finally, with his roar, the endless sword intent was released, causing the world to tremble.

It was a destructive aura.

The swordsman, the hegemon of the soldiers.

The super power, the destructive power brought by it, can be called the strongest killing power in the world.

As soon as the sword intent came out, the spiritual energy in the surrounding air seemed to be affected and began to tremble.

Lu Xiaoran narrowed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth.

Not bad, quite good.

Thanks to his own hard work, Song Xinian has now broken through from the 1st level of the King Realm to the 4th level of the Emperor Wu, a little distance from Li Changsheng, but his aptitude is not weak, the strength of the two , not too much.

Moreover, the most important thing is that now, his cultivation base has been promoted to the second level of Martial Saint.

One step closer to the emperor.

"Thank you, Master, for improving your disciple's cultivation."

Song Xinian came to Lu Xiaoran's side and bowed to Lu Xiaoran to thank him.

Lu Xiaoran raised his hand slightly, and his spiritual energy helped him up.

"I'm just getting your basic limits done. You still have a long way to go. It won't be so easy to cultivate in the future. Remember to guard against arrogance and impatience."

Song Xinian nodded.

"Master, don't worry, the disciple will definitely work harder."

Lu Xiaoran nodded, then waved his hand and pushed him out of the Shanhe Society Jitu.

"Go to your senior brother and ask him to arrange a house for you."

"Yes."

Song Xinian said goodbye to Lu Xiaoran, and soon came to the main hall.

"I saw Senior Brother in the past."

In the hall, Yun Lige stepped out.

"Little Junior Brother is here."

"scare."

Song Xi Nian was shocked when he saw Yun Lige.

Why does it feel like I haven't seen you for more than ten days, Senior Brother has lost so much weight?

Moreover, the big brother's eye sockets are so red, and the eye blisters are swollen.

"Master, are you alright?"

Yun Lige shook his head.

"I'm fine. What's the matter with you?"

"Master asked me to come to you and arrange a house for me."

"You can choose whatever you want. Those without a name at the door are all empty rooms. Just tidy up by yourself."

"Uh alright."

"By the way, little junior brother, has your cultivation base been promoted to the imperial realm now?"

"Hi~!"

Song Xinian suddenly felt a burst of fine hair explode.

Senior Brother, it is so strong!

I have completely blocked my breath, and my cultivation base should only be known by the master, but even so, the senior brother has seen through his own cultivation base at once.

With this level of strength, the eldest brother truly deserves to be the chief disciple of the Wuming Sect!

"Reporting to the senior brother, with the help of the master, I was lucky to be promoted to the fourth level of Emperor Wu."

"Sure enough, I guessed right. Okay, you can go back."

Song Xi Nian was about to leave, but looked back at Yun Lige with some worry.

"Senior brother, are you really okay? Would you like to go to see the master?"

Yun Lige ignored him, just turned around and returned to the main hall.

Song Xi Nian felt that something was not quite right, so he quietly came to the door of the main hall, glanced inside, and immediately his scalp felt numb.

"It's not good, Senior Brother hanged himself! Come on someone!"

After a stick of incense, in the map of mountains and rivers.

"Li Ge, why did your will start to sink again? Your support is up, you are the senior brother of Wumingzong."

Lu Xiaoran looked in front of him worriedly, lying on the ground, describing the withered Yun Lige.

"Hehe Master, don't brainwash me, I won't believe your nonsense. Just like me, can I still stand up? Who else in the Wuming Sect is more than my aptitude? ?

I am practicing all the time. Juniors and juniors go out to play, I never participate.

When they are cultivating, I am cultivating, and when they are playing, I am cultivating.

But even so, you are better than me in accepting an apprentice, and you are better than me in accepting an apprentice.

Master, don't you want to expel me from the teacher's door? You can say it directly without being so subtle. "

Lu Xiaoran: "."

Frankly speaking, he is also very troubled. After all, Yun Lige's aptitude is not something he can improve if he wants to improve him.

Moreover, as his eldest disciple, Lu Xiaoran can say that he really cares about Yun Lige the most.

What good things did you not give him?

Which of the medicinal pills and weapons in his hand is not more than the sum of the other junior brothers and sisters?

But even so, he still can't catch up with other people's cultivation, what should he do?

Lu Xiaoran rubbed his temples and felt a headache. What can be done?

By the way, he opened the gift package that Song Xi had raised in his cultivation.

God-rank low-grade Shenxue Dan X120.

High-grade burial dragon coffin X1.

God Rank Best Luck Golden Dragon X3

Divine Rank Supreme Spirit Xuanwu Spirit X1.

what.

Lu Xiaoran's eyes suddenly lit up.

Good stuff.

a spirit.

It seems that even God can't stand it anymore, and wants to compensate some losses for Li Ge.

He patted Lige's little head.

"Lige, get up, you can rise."

"Master, you say that every time, let's change it, it's not new."

"This time it's true. Master remembers that there is still a spirit in his hand."

"Hi~!"

Yun Lige suddenly sat up from the ground, widened his eyes, and stared at Master.

"Master, are you kidding me?"

"Of course not, you prepare, and I will integrate the soul into your body."

"Okay!"

Yun Lige quickly got up, Gulu Gulu took off all his clothes.

Lu Xiaoran: "."

"what are you doing?"

"Fusion soul! Fusion soul, don't you want to take off your clothes?"

"No need."

Yun Lige was silent for a moment, then put on his clothes again.

"Master, did you see it just now?"

"It's okay, the specifications are justified, not ashamed."

Yun Li Ge was soaring all of a sudden, his face was burning like fire.

After he was dressed, Lu Xiaoran directly took out the Xuanwu spirit.

"Ready, take it."

When the words fell, he directly shot the Xuanwu Divine Soul into Yun Lige's body. He had already eaten Emperor Blood Pill, Emperor Marrow Pill, etc., and his body was strengthened enough to withstand the power of the Divine Soul.

However, when Lu Xiaoran pushed his soul into Yun Lige's body, he was inexplicably relaxed.

It went on very smoothly.

Unlike Li Changsheng and Song Xinian, both of them worked extremely hard in order to fuse their souls, as if a thorny stick had been stabbed into the pipe, which was quite unsmooth.

"Master, I feel it. There is an extremely huge force in my body. I finally got the soul, and I finally want to take off."

Lu Xiaoran laughed and scolded:

"Don't be too happy, don't put the soul into your body first and digest it completely."

"As ordered."

Yun Lige ran to the side and began to smelt his soul, Lu Xiaoran let out a sigh of relief, and immediately sat down with his legs crossed and started to practice.

It may take a lot of time to refine the soul, and he doesn't want to wait here.

A few days later, Lu Xiaoran suddenly woke up from the meditation.

Because he felt that a dark, black-hole-like divine soul appeared in his body.

The appearance of this divine soul is inexplicable, and, although its rank is very poor, it only has the strength of the lower rank of the gods.

However, when it appeared, it immediately began to devour other souls in its own body.

For example, Ji Wuxia's divine soul~www.wuxiaspot.com~ burst out of the eggshell and became the Phoenix Spirit. In this way, a Phoenix Spirit appeared in his body.

But at this moment, it was the first to be swallowed by the mysterious dark vortex.

When the dark vortex devoured the phoenix soul, Lu Xiaoran could clearly feel that its rank became stronger, and even its area increased.

Unbelievably, his own cultivation has also begun to break through faintly.

"This is?"

Lu Xiaoran turned his head and glanced at Yun Lige not far away. Sany's true pupils could see that a dark vortex also appeared in Yun Lige's body, which was exactly the same as his own. Xuanwu spirit.

At this moment, Lu Xiaoran was stunned.

Li Ge actually gave birth to his own soul, and it can also devour other people's souls.

This boy is a little bit squeamish!