I asked you to save the villain, not to take him as your wife!

Thinking of this, Wuxianzun couldn't help but look Ji Qinran up and down with a puzzled look.

"When did you start?" Wuxianzun asked, looking into Ji Qinran's eyes.

"It was after you, Senior Immortal Venerable, left." Ji Qinran was a little puzzled, but he still answered Senior Immortal Venerable's question honestly.

This might involve his cultivation, so Ji Qinran dared not be careless at all.

"Have you been soaking until just now?" Wuxianzun asked again.

Ji Qinran's face turned red again.

He blushed and nodded honestly.

"Is there something wrong with my disciple's cultivation?" Ji Qinran nodded and then asked nervously.

Wuxianzun did not answer Ji Qinran's question, but frowned slightly.

Ji Qinran's heart skipped a beat when he saw this.

No way, no way, is there really something wrong with his cultivation?

Fortunately, Wuxianzun came back to his senses quickly.

"How many times did you practice the body-building technique in the pool?" asked Wuxianzun.

"Ah? This..." Ji Qinran was stunned by the question.

He didn’t count either!

"If you can't remember clearly, it's okay to give a rough idea." When Wuxianzun saw him like this, he knew what was going on.

"Probably, three or four hundred times...right?" Ji Qinran said uncertainly.

He didn't count at all when he was practicing, but it should be around three or four hundred times.

“Three or four hundred times?!” Wuxianzun’s voice became a little higher.

"Yes, yes..." Ji Qinran was stuttering a little.

He knew too well what kind of person Wuxianzun was.

Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, but his face did not change.

This kind of person, after he talked about the number of times he practiced, his voice became higher...

Ji Qinran felt like a pill!

Hearing Ji Qinran's nervous and stuttering voice, Wuxianzun waved his hand and said, "Don't be nervous. There shouldn't be any major problems with your cultivation."

After he finished speaking, without waiting for Ji Qinran to say anything, he continued, "I don't have anything to teach you today, just find a room and practice or rest as you like."

After Wuxianzun finished speaking, he didn't wait for Ji Qinran to respond. He jumped out of the window and disappeared in a few seconds.

Ji Qinran stood there for a long time. When the last piece of paper floated down from the air, he raised his hand and pulled his chin back from the ground.

This scene is so familiar!

It seemed as if he had seen it just not long ago.

Yes, when the Master of Jiange brought him here in the morning, the flying energy also blew papers all over the room.

It is said in the world of cultivators that a noble lady like Wuxianzun, who is bright and beautiful, should not appear in the shameless Jiange.

I think the two are totally incompatible.

But at this moment, Ji Qinran felt that these people simply lacked experience.

Some people can get along well with each other, even if they seem incompatible on the surface, they must have something in common in private.

After realizing this, Ji Qinran suddenly relaxed for some reason.

Perhaps he suddenly realized that no matter how much like a god Wuxianzun looked, he was still a human being after all.

They are all the same.

He didn't need to treat the other party like a clay Buddha.

After thinking this through, Ji Qinran showed a relaxed smile on his face.

However, when his eyes fell on the papers scattered on the floor, his smile suddenly froze.

After standing there with a stiff expression for three seconds, Ji Qinran sighed and squatted down resignedly.

He would like to call this picking up paper and scoring twice.

Maybe it was because it was his second time picking up things, so he had some experience, so this time Ji Qinran picked up the things much faster than last time.

Following the same method as last time, Ji Qinran overlapped the cultivator's daily newspaper, blank paper, and Wuxianzun's painting and placed them on the table.

After putting it away neatly, Ji Qinran was about to leave when he suddenly seemed to think of something.

Wuxianzun and Pavilion Master are always flying around, which is very unfriendly to paper.

Although he has picked up the papers and sorted them out now, there is no guarantee that when Wuxianzun comes back, papers will be flying all over the room again.

It would be better to find something heavy to press down on the paper.

Ji Qinran looked around and soon spotted the paperweight on Wuxianzun's desk.

He immediately picked it up and pressed it on the paper.

"This way there won't be flying papers all over the room." Ji Qinran clapped his hands, turned around and left with satisfaction.

There are many rooms on the top floor of the Sutra Library. Ji Qinran picked a room at random, entered the room, took some powder of the Bigu Pill, and then began to practice.

After practicing with the spirit stone for a while, Ji Qinran suddenly remembered some details he had missed.

When he was picking up the papers just now, he seemed to have missed one.

In fact, there are so many papers, in addition to blank papers, there are also quite a few papers with content.

Ji Qinran didn't try to memorize it deliberately, so he shouldn't have noticed that he had missed one.

But it just so happened that he had some impression of the one that was missed.

It's the unfinished portrait.

But at the same time, he remembered clearly that he really picked up all the papers on the floor of the house.

Could it be that the piece of paper fell onto the beam?

Ji Qinran really wanted to climb up to the beam to take a look, but the problem was that he couldn’t fly.

At this moment, he remembered the flying boat.

But if he enlarged the flying boat, he wouldn't have to climb onto the beam.

I’m afraid the top floor of this Sutra Repository is going to collapse.

After thinking about it, it seems that the only way is to wait for Wuxianzun to come back, tell the other party the truth, and let him go up and take a look for himself.

Come to think of it, I don't know why Lord Wuxian was in such a hurry to go out?

……

In Jiange, inside the cave of the only female elder among the elders.

"Oh, what a rare guest. You actually dared to come out of the Sutra Repository?" The Sixth Elder, who was dressed in purple, raised his eyebrows, his tone filled with disbelief and teasing.

"There is something important." Wuxianzun said.

Hearing him say this, the Sixth Elder straightened his face with a bit of boredom: "I knew you wouldn't come to the temple for no reason."

"Tell me, what's the matter?" The Sixth Elder raised his hand to support his face and looked at Wuxianzun and asked.

"Where did Jianwu go?" Wuxianzun asked directly.

"Ah?" The Sixth Elder suddenly revealed an indescribable expression.

"I'm looking for Jianwu, but he's not here." Wuxianzun frowned slightly and said word by word.

"How did he offend you again?" the Sixth Elder asked while carefully observing Wuxianzun's expression.

I forgot to mention that this Jian Wu is none other than the leader of the Jiange.

"No offense." said Wuxianzun.

The Sixth Elder heaved a sigh of relief.

But as she breathed a sigh of relief, she became more curious: "I didn't offend you, so why did you look for him?"

It’s no wonder that the Sixth Elder misunderstood.

In Jiange, these elders and Wuxianzun are not of the same generation.

If Wuxianzun has nothing to do, he will never take the initiative to look for them.

However, these elders, including the Pavilion Master, all like to provoke Wuxianzun.

If anyone can provoke him, he will brag for a long time.

Of course, the premise of all this is that they are strong enough to withstand beatings.