I dress up as a villain lady and you call me the light of righteousness?

"Now that you have made up your mind, put away your black-leaf golden silk armor as soon as possible. There is no benefit in continuing to wear it."

Luocangshan Road.

Su Zuo nodded: "Yes."

She had also noticed the close-fitting silk armor she was wearing before, a sixth-grade armor with astonishing protective power. This was a magic weapon that was difficult for many outer sect elders to obtain, and many sects would spend a lot of money to get it at auction.

This was the most precious thing on her body. She didn't think much about it before, but now that her master said there was no benefit to wearing it, she started to think about it seriously.

Seeing that she didn't know the reason, Luo Cangshan explained calmly: "The texture of the black leaf gold wire is tough and has domineering properties. When worn by low-level monks, it has the effect of temporarily suppressing internal injuries."

"It is usually used by monks when they go to dangerous places for training. It cannot be worn for a long time, otherwise minor injuries will accumulate in the body and it is easy to accumulate injuries and become illnesses."

Su Zuo was shocked. No wonder Luo Cangshan said the damage to her spiritual veins was so serious, but she never felt it.

There was a reason why the Su family gave her such expensive things.

……

When leaving the main peak, Brother Seventh appeared out of nowhere again.

"Gone." He said.

"Oh."

Su Zui nodded halfway and was already picked up, flying to the adjacent mountains in an instant.

Luo Cangshan stood on the top of the mountain, obviously not looking at them, but the corner of his mouth twitched.

Dare he teach his young apprentice how to use a sword in vain?

After flying away from the main peak, Yan Weiran took a look at the little junior sister who was in good health, and felt a little sad.

"Master has been teaching you for so long. What did he teach you?"

Su Zuo was a little embarrassed: "No teaching, just let me practice the sword skills I learned before."

Yan Weiran was envious: "Master is so satisfied with you."

Generally speaking, it’s good if they can still crawl after receiving instructions from their master.

Not like my little junior sister, so lively.

Fortunately, he escaped quickly, otherwise Master would probably have beaten him even harder due to such a comparison.

Su Zuo smiled without embarrassment: "Master said I practiced very well, so don't practice again in the future."

Especially don't practice in front of outsiders, so as not to embarrass them.

Let the senior brothers teach him decently before going to see him.

Yan Weiran's expression remained unchanged: "That means Master doesn't blame you. It's all because Xihe Holy Land didn't teach well."

Immortal disciples who have not yet entered the Xihe Holy Land are not uncommon. They are all under the unified discipline of the elders of the outer sect.

Naturally, it cannot be compared with the inner sect of Wuming Shen Sect.

Su Zuo thought for a while: "Master doesn't allow me to use the spirit arts in the rookie conference, what should I do?"

Yan Weiran was stunned: "You are not allowed to use spiritual techniques? Then, little junior sister, aren't your heavenly spiritual roots wasted?"

Spiritual secrets can be said to be the simplest way to utilize spiritual power. Tianling roots are particularly gifted. Su Zuo's wind-attributed Tianling roots can bring the wind-attributed spiritual secrets to their fullest, suppressing spiritual powers with inferior attributes. .

If the opponent's spiritual power is equal to hers and he uses the same strength of spiritual arts, he will definitely lose to her.

Su Zuo quickly explained the problem of his spiritual root, and also told him his plan to rebuild it.

Yan Weiran listened for a long time and did not comment on this shocking cultivation method. Instead, he said with indignation: "The Su family is really nothing! If you don't mind, junior sister, we will overthrow them then!"

Doing such an immoral thing is more important than your life!

Su Zuo didn't know how to explain that he was not from the Su family, so he didn't mind at all and felt a little touched.

After all, the Su family of the Immortal Sect is a huge behemoth in the Xuanmeng world, and the clan members are intertwined. Even the Wuming Shen Sect has many Su family members.

Yan Weiran looked into the eyes of junior sister Qing Lingling and consoled her: "This technique is indeed good. Some disciples with mixed spiritual roots practice this technique, and they are already invincible at the same level with just the superficial skills. Back then, I heard that it was invincible I also want to imitate the achievements of the ancestors of Ming Dynasty, but Master told me not to have wishful thinking, because my spiritual roots are not enough."

Su Zuo roughly understood that this technique was very powerful, but she didn't expect it to be so powerful. The master only mentioned the bad vaccinations but not the good ones, as if he was afraid that she would be impulsive and regret it after suffering.

Yan Weiran muttered: "If you don't use the Spiritual Art, you can't use the Sword Art either. How about your martial arts?"

Su Zuo nodded: "Martial skills are fine."

Yan Weiran breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good. With the spiritual power of the seventh level of the Xiantian realm, you are much stronger than others even if you don't use spiritual techniques. When the time comes, my second senior brother and I will find some suitable martial arts to teach you. Sweeping the rookie competition is a piece of cake.”

Su Zuo was very embarrassed: "Brother, are you too confident in me? It's okay for me to use the spirit technique when facing a strong opponent. Master just asked me to be careful not to get hurt."

The young man shook his head: "There is no need to hurt yourself for a competition. Junior sister, I find that you don't understand how strong you are."

Su Zuo chuckled, and with the encouragement and education of his seventh senior brother, he felt that he had a bright future.

……

When we returned to the cave, it was already dark and the moon was high.

Su Zuo was blowing the cool evening wind in the mountains. The wind carried the fresh scent of vegetation, which made people feel relaxed and happy.

This was her second night in this world, but it felt as if she had been living there for a long time, and she felt like she felt like an old friend at first sight.

"Second Senior Brother should be here too. Let him see your spiritual veins. He is much more powerful than me. I guess Master will also leave your affairs to him."

Yan Weiran said.

Su Zuo nodded.

The master said that the few young disciples he had accepted made the second senior brother very annoyed... It seems that the master himself asked the second senior brother to be both father and mother to take care of the young junior brothers.

The night was as dark as ink, and there was only moonlight in the mountains and forests like a veil. Su Zuo couldn't help but look up and saw a bright moon hanging in the sky.

Yan Weiran said: "Junior sister, did you also see the moon?"

"Saw."

Such a bright crescent moon can be seen by anyone who is not blind.

The young man introduced: "This mountain peak is called 'Moon Peak' because the moon happens to hang here."

Su Zuo suddenly realized: "It turns out that the place I live is called Guayue Peak."

Then her intuition felt a little weird, but the seventh senior brother's expression was extremely serious: "Yes."

Su Zuo blinked and asked, "Senior brother, is there no moon on your peak? Why isn't it called Hanging Moon Peak?"

She looked convinced yet doubtful. Yan Weiran couldn't hold back anymore and burst into laughter: "The name I chose is not bad."

"childish."

Su Zuo was speechless.

Yan Weiran was surprised and said: "You actually believed in me, little junior sister. Is it nice to hang up the moon peak? From now on, junior sister, you will declare your family status..."

"This is the ninth domain of the Wuming Shen Sect, Hanging Moon Peak, Hanging Moon Sword Master! The moon is so scary..."

The young man had a smile on his face, his voice was clear and serious, but he didn't speak human words, and the content sounded childish and irritating.

Su Zuo's fist hardened.

Senior Brother Seven is really a bit of a dog.

More childish than a primary school student! Mudd!

“What the hell is this mountain called!!”