The Poison Doctor Mad Concubine Is a Bit Tugged

Chapter 560: Huan Xin Ling, Xuan Bing Ling

As soon as Gu Wenhua finished speaking, two jade boxes opened, and two pieces of Tianling, one red and one white, came into view of Ye Feiran and Jiang Yinghan.

"The red one is Huanxin Ling, and the white one is Xuanbing Ling. However, the levels of the two Tianlings are different. Huanxin Ling is a Saint-level spiritual weapon, and Xuanbing Ling is an Immortal-level spiritual weapon." Gu Wenhua continued.

Hearing this, Ye Feiran and Jiang Yinghan looked at each other with surprise in their eyes.

Saint-level spiritual weapon!

Immortal-level spiritual weapon!

Saint-level spiritual weapons are already rare, and there are even Immortal-level spiritual weapons. Master is too generous!

They were clearly coveting the Saint-level spiritual weapons on the display wall of the Treasure Pavilion yesterday, but they didn't expect to see them today, and there are also Immortal-level spiritual weapons.

Oh my God, everything came too suddenly, but it was also very happy!

Gu Wenhua stroked his beard gently, and his sharp eyes kept paying attention to the changes in the expressions of Ye Feiran and Jiang Yinghan. He also wanted to know how the two new disciples in front of him would choose?

There is a huge difference between a Saint-level spiritual weapon and an Immortal-level spiritual weapon.

Jiang Yinghan glanced at Ye Feiran, reached out and picked up Huan Xin Ling, and said with a smile, "Little Ye, I like red, so I choose Huan Xin Ling."

Ye Feiran raised her eyebrows slightly, "Your reason is a bit far-fetched, give me Huan Xin Ling, I..."

Before Ye Feiran finished speaking, Jiang Yinghan interrupted her immediately.

"I chose Huan Xin Ling first, don't even think about snatching it away."

Jiang Yinghan tightly grasped Huan Xin Ling, looking at Ye Feiran with a vigilant face to prevent her from snatching it away.

A hint of helplessness flashed across Ye Feiran's eyes, and he coughed lightly, "Ahem... Yinghan, listen to me, I have two masters, not only do I have to practice with Master Gu, but also with Master Qin, so I think you are more suitable for Xuan Bing Ling."

Ye Feiran's implication was that she wanted to do multiple things at the same time, and she didn't need an Immortal-level spiritual weapon, but a Saint-level spiritual weapon would do.

"No, I think Xuanbing Ling is the most suitable for you. Little Ye, don't you feel a chill? You are of ice attribute, Xuanbing Ling is more suitable for you.

Okay, don't tell me this and that, fairy-level spiritual weapons are very attractive, but they must also suit you. Huanxin Ling is very suitable for me."

After that, Jiang Yinghan stuffed Xuanbing Ling into Ye Feiran's arms.

Ye Feiran looked down at Xuanbing Ling in her arms and sighed softly in her heart. She naturally knew that Xuanbing Ling was very suitable for her ice attribute, but this was a fairy-level spiritual weapon, and Jiang Yinghan was not like her to develop a career, so Xuanbing Ling was more suitable for her.

Jiang Yinghan saw that Ye Feiran still didn't want to accept it, and his eyes turned, and he hurriedly said respectfully, "Master, I choose Huanxin Ling, thank you Master!"

After that, Jiang Yinghan decisively and quickly dripped blood to recognize the master, and then looked at Ye Feiran proudly, as if I have recognized the master, what else can you do.

Ye Feiran: "..."

Faced with a Saint-level spiritual weapon and an Immortal-level spiritual weapon, even a blind person would choose an Immortal-level spiritual weapon, and it has nothing to do with whether it is suitable or not.

She also understood what Jiang Yinghan was thinking. First, it was because she was of ice attribute, and second, she felt that she wanted to be good to her and that she had given too much to the team.

Ye Feiran looked at Jiang Yinghan's smiling face, and a warm current passed through her heart.

"Since Yinghan is so generous, then I won't be polite. Xuanbing Ling belongs to me. Don't cry secretly at night when you sleep. I won't comfort you."

Jiang Yinghan looked at her face with a smile, "Who would cry?"

Ye Feiran smiled, and no longer pretended, and directly dripped blood to recognize the master.

"Thank you, Master Gu!"

Hearing the title of Master Gu, Gu Wenhua's mouth twitched slightly. Why did it sound so awkward?

However, forget it. This disciple has so many masters, and it seems that he can only call him like this.

In fact, Huanxin Ling and Xuanbing Ling have another feature, but Gu Wenhua does not intend to tell them, letting them discover it by themselves will be more surprising.

"Okay, the apprenticeship ceremony is over, and the spiritual weapon is also collected. Let's go to the martial arts training ground. Yinghan will practice the Drunken Soul Dance and Ran'er will practice the Drunken... Fist."

"Yes!"

So, the three masters and apprentices immediately went to the martial arts training ground.

Jiang Yinghan practiced the Drunken Soul Dance and Ye Feiran practiced the Drunken Fist.

Looking at Ye Feiran's Drunken Fist, Gu Wenhua was excited, as if he saw an upgraded version of the Drunken Soul Fist.

Yes, he has silently memorized the Drunken Fist practiced by Ye Feiran and plans to combine it with the Drunken Soul Fist.

"Okay, the master will arrange things for you to practice. When to start practicing, the master will notify you at that time, but from today on, everyone in the academy must soak in a spiritual wine bath for an hour every day, and drink spiritual wine while soaking."

Hearing this, Jiang Yinghan's eyes lit up. This means that he can drink spiritual wine every day. Happiness comes too suddenly!

Ye Feiran was naturally very happy. Although she liked wine but not alcohol, she had no reason to refuse to drink spirit wine every day.

Moreover, Master Gu asked them to take a spirit wine bath and drink spirit wine every day. There must be some mystery in it.

Gu Wenhua originally planned to let Ye Feiran and Jiang Yinghan leave, and planned to study the drunken boxing and drunken soul dance carefully, but when he thought of someone who suddenly visited last night, he had to suppress his excitement.

"Ahem... Yinghan stays, Ran'er goes to Qingfeng Hall, someone is looking for you."

Ye Feiran raised her eyebrows slightly, and had guessed who was looking for her.

"Yes, Master, then Ran'er will take his leave."

Jiang Yinghan looked at Ye Feiran's back, without thinking too much, waiting for Gu Wenhua's next words.

Gu Wenhua asked Jiang Yinghan to practice the drunken soul dance again, and personally instructed her during the period, pointing out her shortcomings.

On the other side, Ye Feiran saw the black figure as soon as she walked into the Qingfeng Hall. Thinking of what happened last night, her expression was unnatural for a moment, but she recovered quickly.

At this moment, Ye Feiran silently gave herself 32 thumbs up in her heart. Fortunately, her acting skills are good.

"Ahem..."

Ye Murin turned to look at Ye Feiran. Before he could speak, Ye Feiran had already spoken first.

"Ye Murin, do you have any news about my grandfather?"

Ye Murin raised his eyebrows slightly. Is he planning to reveal what happened last night?

Impossible.

"Answer me a question first, and then I will tell you the news about grandpa."

Ye Murin paused deliberately, and the meaning was very clear.

Ye Feiran's mouth twitched slightly, walked to the table and sat down, poured himself a glass of wine, took a sip, and then said with a smile, "News about grandpa? I don't care about your grandpa's news, I only care about my grandpa's news."

"Your grandpa is my grandpa, am I wrong?" Ye Murin asked back.

Ye Feiran: "..."

This man is so shameless, claiming relatives randomly!

"Are you planning to be my brother? Actually, I don't mind you being my brother."

Ye Mulin: "..."

Ye Mulin suddenly approached Ye Feiran and said with a serious look, "I don't plan to be your brother, I plan to be your... husband."

Hearing this, Ye Feiran's heartbeat quickened, but she remained calm on the surface.

Is this a confession?

"Ahem... Did grandpa let you call me grandpa?"

Hearing this, Ye Mulin's mouth corners rose, and a charming smile bloomed on his handsome face, and he opened his thin lips lightly, "Grandpa will let me call you grandpa soon."

"Really? Then I'll wait and see."

Ye Feiran pretended to be calm, but in fact she was happy in her heart. Let's fall in love early!

However, she still hoped that grandpa could hold on a little longer and not sell her out all at once.

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