Chapter 532 Did You Not Try Your Best?

Qin Shu took a step forward, came to the clerk, pointed at the pendant and asked, "What is this?"

"The blessing of the Supreme God." The other party was also very impatient, but he still explained patiently.

Qin Shu asked again: "Is there any misunderstanding between the two parties? Sorry, they don't understand the language of Zhongzhou."

After an explanation from the clerk, Qin Shu understood that the other party did not want them to buy anything, but because the Supreme God was sacred and undefilable in their eyes.

In their Central Continent, everyone has to salute when they encounter the statue of the Supreme God, but how do the disciples of Xuantian Clan know these rules?

Qin Mian's Zhongzhou language was half-baked, and he couldn't understand even the slightest complicated communication.

In the eyes of the Zhongzhou store clerks, this group of people were disrespectful in front of the Supreme God and were very offensive, and they wanted to apologize.

Qin Shu: "..."

There is nothing wrong with respecting other people's beliefs in other people's territory. She apologized for her fellow disciples and imitated their actions to pay tribute to their supreme god.

The clerk was satisfied. When Qin Shu said she was leaving, she asked again, "Miss, don't you want the blessing of a supreme god? It's very effective."

Qin Shu smiled and shook her head, "Thank you for your advice, but I don't have any spiritual stones in my pocket, so I can't afford them."

Whether or not the spiritual stone is not a spiritual stone is secondary. She is just worried that the Supreme God of the East Continent will not care about it.

Belief in the Supreme God is worse than belief in the serpent.

After coming out of the store, Qin Shu told other colleagues about the customs and customs of this place.

Qin Mian looked guilty and said, "It's all my fault. I didn't learn the language of Central Continent well."

Just as the other disciples were about to express their condolences, they were interrupted by Qin Shu, "Yes, it's good to know that you are wrong. I will go to the library to take a good look at the local customs in the next few days."

When Qin Shu said this, the sensible disciple also said, "I...I'll go take a look too."

"Then I'll go too."

…

Qin Shu was walking in the front of the crowd, but Qin Mian was at the back. He looked up at Qin Shu's back, pursed his lips and looked helpless.

Now Qin Shu seemed to have suddenly become enlightened. As they walked further and further away, the gap between the two of them seemed to be getting wider and wider.

I don’t know when, but she has become the backbone of the new generation of disciples.

Her eyes fell on Qin Shu's back again. When she saw the thread disappeared, her pupils suddenly shrank, and her heart seemed to be pinched by a pair of big hands.

Could it be...she found out?

Then would she guess that she did it herself?

Qin Mian unknowingly fell behind everyone. When she came to her senses, she suddenly found that no one from the other sects was waiting for her.

She pursed her lips and fell silent again.

Cultivation is like rushing on the road. Even if she is a close fellow disciple, everyone is chasing after her, and no one will wait for her where she is.

It seems that she will also practice hard in the future.

Qin Shu returned to her residence in the palace and went up to the roof to meditate at night.

Not long after he sat down, another figure suddenly came next to him.

Qin Shu's divided soul immediately became alert. She broke out of her trance. When she turned her head and looked around, she realized that the person sitting next to her was her cheap master, Master Wan Jian.

"Not bad, quite alert." Master Wan Jian said.

"Why are you here?" Qin Shu asked.

Master Wan Jian: "I met someone today."

Qin Shu: "Huh? Can we still meet acquaintances in Zhongzhou?"

Master Wanjian: "Yeah, I didn't even expect it to be in the arena next to the Holy See."

As he spoke, he glanced at Qin Shu lightly.

Although the rest of the words were not spoken, they were worth a thousand words.

Qin Shu coughed lightly, suddenly thought of something, and immediately straightened her expression.

"Master, our sect does not have relevant regulations. Disciples cannot go to the arena, right?"

"No."

"You old man never said you couldn't go to the arena, right?"

Master Wan Jian pursed his lips and squeezed out two words in dissatisfaction, "No."

Qin Shu smiled, "Master, my disciple is a sword cultivator. There is no sword cultivator who doesn't fight. Aren't you going too?"

Master Wan Jian waved his hand, "That's not the problem."

This time it was Qin Shu's turn to be surprised, "Oh? What is that?"

Master Wan Jian frowned and asked her, "I heard that you only won six games and stopped fighting?"

Qin Shu blinked, and Master Wan Jian said again: "If you win five more games, it will be 10,000 spirit stones! How can we, the disciples of the Sword Sect, only win six games?! Didn't you try your best?"

Qin Shu: "..."

"Master, I have other things to do, so I'll leave first."

"What can happen to you? The most important thing for a swordsman is practicing swordsmanship!"

Qin Shu smiled and said: "This disciple has met Augustine Qianning, the son of the most powerful magician in the Holy See, and we have made an appointment to spar with him tomorrow."

Since we agreed to teach him instant magic, of course the discussion was indispensable.

Master Wanjian nodded while listening, "You young people are quite good at making friends."

After hearing her master's approval, Qin Shu was just about to say a few words of humility when she heard his master's voice change and continue: "I wonder if you can help introduce his mother to me?"

Qin Shu: "?"

If she didn't know Master Wanjian's nature very well, his words would have easily caused misunderstanding.

Master Wanjian continued: "I met a few magicians today, but I always feel that something is missing. I think the most powerful magician in the Vatican must be pretty good. If I can compete with her, Second, being a teacher is a worthwhile trip.”

Qin Shu opened her mouth and was about to say that this... wasn't good.

He was interrupted by Master Wan Jian, "Disciple Qin Shu, listen to your orders!"

Qin Shu: "..."

Yes, some people use the name of master and disciple to use their power to oppress others.

"Okay, okay, let me get close to someone tomorrow. After a while, I will introduce you to him after we get to know him." Qin Shu said.

After hearing Qin Shu's words, Master Wanjian nodded slightly with satisfaction, "Yes, this means that Master's love for you has not been in vain."

Qin Shu: "?"

Let me tell you, are you sure...that you have hurt me?

Master Wan Jian himself seemed to be aware of the flaw in his words. He coughed lightly and threw Qin Shu a storage bag.

Qin Shu caught it quickly and asked, "This is it?"

"The spirit stones I won today are for you to play with."

Qin Shu opened it and took a look. It was all shiny inside, and they were all high-grade spiritual stones. It seemed that the competition between high-level monks and their rewards were different.

She immediately smiled and said, "Sure enough, Master still loves me!"

Impressed by Qin Shu's praise, Wan Jian Zhenren stood up directly and said, "Young disciple, you can rest assured and practice. The master will be practicing swordsmanship below tonight to protect you!"

Seeing him like this, Qin Shu suddenly felt that... the usually stern master was also cute.