Chapter 517 Disciple, Please Let Me Go (52)

Especially this dude, who looked horrified and forgot about the pain of his broken arm. His father had a relationship with an immortal, but the immortal's aura was not half as powerful as this woman's. He was so frightened that he urinated on the ground and begged for mercy, "Immortal, have mercy on me. I just had evil thoughts in my heart, and I didn't know that I was an immortal." As he spoke, he slapped his cheek, looking very embarrassed.

When the servants around him saw this, they were frightened and knelt down together.

Shen Mubai waved his hand and said, "That's it."

And this dude has learned his lesson.

only...

Shen Mubai looked at the sullen Yan Rong next to him, but he was shocked.

You must know that any cultivator should not have too much evil spirit and hostility in his body, but she felt the bone-chilling killing intent just now.

Perhaps sensing her gaze, Yanrong looked over, and the aura on his body disappeared in an instant, "Master?"

Chen Mubai said lightly, "It's nothing, don't pay attention to these mortals, let's go back to the sect."

But in my heart, I was thinking about what happened just now.

She didn't notice that the moment she looked away, Yanrong's hand hanging to the side was slightly clenched.

Master, are you blaming me? Or... the master has noticed something, that's why he suddenly became so cold.

he thought.

In that small secret realm, Yanrong had actually been secretly practicing the method given by the old man. The magic spirit root was different from other spiritual roots. It was difficult to detect it until it was fully revealed.

Unless a powerful person who possesses a rare treasure is willing to explore it, he will not be able to discover it even during the distraction period.

That's why Yan Rong was so confident to practice under the eyes of his master. Moreover, the practice method was very wonderful. It was as if he had entered another space. Only he could detect the outside world, but the outside world could not detect him.

It's just that the speed of this cultivation is astonishingly fast. If it weren't for those spiritual roots as a cover, people would probably have been suspected.

After returning to the Qiyang Sect, Yan Rong was even more cautious and was on tenterhooks all day long.

After discovering that Master's attitude was not distant in the following days, I slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, Shen Mubai thought that the source of Yan Rong's hostility was because of the small secret realm. They stayed in it for a full year and killed countless monsters. At that time, she just wanted to let the other party experience it, but she did not consider it. possible consequences.

There has always been a cause-and-effect relationship in the world of immortal cultivation. After Yanrong killed so many monsters, it is very likely that the fruit will be accompanied by it. Shen Mubai didn't know if other monks would be like this. After realizing this possibility, , she made up her mind that she would never make such a mistake again.

As for that spiritual sword, it took Shen Mubai two years to refine it.

During this period, Yan Rong practiced on Xueling Peak day after day, meditating, and learning mental techniques. The master and disciple were not able to meet each other once.

The main thing is that when refining the spirit sword, you must concentrate on it. If you are careless, you will fail. Shen Mubai did not dare to joke about the treasures of heaven and earth. He immediately gave instructions on the next matters of the banquet, and then closed the door.

The moment the spirit sword was successfully refined, a beautiful image appeared in the sky, showing people that a remarkable magic weapon had been born.

Shen Mubai held the spirit sword with joy and was about to open the door to find Yanrong.

The other party was already waiting in front of the house, his eyes looked over for a moment, and he said in a low voice, "Master."