Chapter 478 Disciple, Please Let Me Go (13)

Although the situation is still not very optimistic, it proves that the medicinal bath during this period is still useful, otherwise her efforts and energy will be wasted.

Thinking of this, Shen Mubai breathed a sigh of relief and said lightly, "The medicinal bath during this period is not useless. Although there is no improvement, it is only the first step."

Yanrong replied in a deep voice, "Thank you, Master, for taking the trouble."

His tone was very calm, so Shen Mubai couldn't tell for a while whether he was sincerely thanking him or just a formal answer.

So she said, "Let's end this first. In a few days, I will wash all the meridians and marrow of your body for you. Although your body and bones are first-class among mortals, you are not a monk after all. This kind of pain is even worse for those who are cultivating immortals." No one may be able to bear it, you..."

Yan Rong said calmly, "My disciple is already a useless person now, so there's no harm in giving it a try."

Shen Mubai couldn't help but said, "You can walk around as you like in the Snow Spirit Peak these days."

Yanrong responded, "Disciple knows."

Just as Shen Mubai was preparing to take the Marrow Cleansing Pill for the banquet in the past few days, when the three disciples heard about what happened during this period, they were filled with grief, anger and jealousy.

Especially the eldest disciple Zhao He, he was the first inner disciple accepted by Master Su Yi. He had the Three Spiritual Roots and was quite respected at first. However, he had been stuck in the middle stage of foundation building for many years and still could not break through.

Master Su Yi paid more attention to him at first, but later became disappointed and put his hope on the other two disciples, but he still failed to achieve what he expected.

Originally, she wanted to recruit a few more inner disciples, but at that time, she only wanted to break through to the middle stage of the Golden Core, so she simply put it aside. Later, after being tricked by Yuan Ling, he never had the thought of accepting a disciple.

"This banquet is nothing but trash, what is there to deserve Master's respect?" Zhao He sneered, feeling more and more jealous.

The second disciple, Zhang San, was second only to Zhao He in terms of cultivation. He used to secretly envy his senior brother, but now that they are holding a banquet, the master has never been so kind to them, let alone a waste with no spiritual roots and resentment. Nan Ping said, "Just wait, Master will definitely abandon this banquet."

"Second senior brother, what do you mean by this?" Third disciple Zhou Jiaqing's heart moved slightly and he asked quickly.

Zhang San said proudly, "Guess what I heard a few days ago? Do you really want to be the master and cultivate your spiritual roots for that banquet? It is a fact that we all know that the master hates him. If it weren't for that On the day's agenda. Master Yuan Ling always irritated the Master with banquets like this trash. The Master became angry and made a bet with him to cure the spiritual root of this banquet. Otherwise, do you think why the Master suddenly behaved like this? He cares so much about this piece of trash."

Perhaps the three of them were too excited, so they ignored the fact that not far away, the rightful owner in their mouths was standing there quietly, listening to the conversation of several people, slowly tightening his hands and finally clenching them into fists.

Zhao He looked surprised, "Second Junior Brother, are you telling the truth?"

Zhang San replied, "Of course it's true. Many people know about this matter. You just need to ask one of the disciples of one of the peaks casually." When he said this, he said bitterly, "If it weren't for this banquet, our master would And Xue Lingfeng won’t be ridiculed by others. Why don’t people like him die?”