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Quickly shutting down the communication jade pendant, Meng Jiao awkwardly sat on the ice sword and ate fruit. There was nothing she could do. Her robes had been struck by lightning. Wasn't she afraid of bringing shame to the Tianxuan Sect by wearing her mortal clothes?

However, after practicing, she seemed to have become more picky and actually felt that the freshly picked fruit was tasteless.

Ah, she understood, what her body needed now was spiritual fruit!

There happened to be no spiritual fruits or trees in this space, great, this time the task is to go to the secret realm and pull them all out!

Ten days passed in a row. Meng Jiao let Xiaolu, no, now it should be Xiaohua, eat the thunder dumplings as much as she wanted, while she took out all the books in the original owner's jade pendant and ring and read them through.

Perhaps it was because of the spiritual roots in her body, or perhaps it was because of her photographic memory, so whenever she tried a spell she could perform it, even if the original owner didn't know it before, she could do it.

She also found that she had performed all the spells in succession, but she never felt her spiritual power was exhausted.

It is speculated that it may be due to the transformation of her body by the Hongmeng Qi before, because she can feel that the spiritual energy in her body is different from that in the outside world, and it is more like concentrated spiritual energy.

Wait, does this also mean,

At the same level, she is invincible?

Mo Yanchen completely refined and absorbed the black and white gas in his sea of ​​consciousness before he silently said "return" and returned to his body.

Just the moment he returned to his body, he breathed subconsciously, and then,

"Cough cough cough ~ puff"

Holding onto the edge of the pool to quickly steady himself, Mo Yanchen shook off the water droplets on his hair and looked at the small pool and a few broken wooden tables and chairs in front of him, somewhat confused about the situation.

Noticing that he was awake, Meng Jiao regained consciousness and called him.

"come out."

Hearing her voice, Mo Yanchen understood and thought about going out.

As a result, he went out, but he didn't stand firmly and fell from Meng Jiao's sword.

Meng Jiao held her forehead, wondering how this guy could have been a killing god in his previous life.

He controlled the sword to descend quickly, grabbed the person by the wrist, and held him in his arms like a princess.

Noticing that he was still wet, Meng Jiao frowned instantly.

"You haven't even learned the art of cleaning yet?"

Mo Yanchen was stunned when he was suddenly picked up, and subconsciously put his arms around Meng Jiao's neck.

At this moment, he had not yet realized that this was the second time their skin had touched each other, and he had never felt disgusted.

"I've learned it. I'm sorry, Master."

He apologized and wiped the water off his body. Only then did he realize that all the pain from being beaten disappeared, and the wound on his abdomen was completely healed.

Surprised, he lifted up his clothes to see if the scar was still there. Just as he was about to thank her, his body flew into the air again.

Meng Jiao grabbed his collar and pinched him with disdain and put him on the end of the sword.

"Okay, now tell me what you want to say."

Mo Yanchen: Suddenly I don’t want to say anything...

However, he still bowed to Meng Jiao in gratitude.

"Thank you, Master. I will definitely repay you in the future."

Throwing the jade pendant to him, Meng Jiao glanced at his cultivation level. Converted into the level of ordinary spiritual root cultivation, it was about the peak of Qi training.

"Put it on. This means you are my disciple, and it also represents the space just now.

As for the apprenticeship gift, I will give it to you when I go to the secret realm to clear it out. No, I will give it to you when you return to the sect to formally become my apprentice."

Mo Yanchen narrowed his eyes, as if he had just heard something incredible, but now in his eyes, whatever Meng Jiao said was right, so he nodded vigorously and spoke.

"Disciples all listen to Master."

So on the way, Meng Jiao studied the secret map provided by the system in the front, while Mo Yanchen sat obediently in the back, grabbing one corner of Meng Jiao's clothes with an insecure feeling and absorbing the yin and yang energy.

This continued for another three days. During this time, Meng Jiao felt that she had not eaten for half a month and her mouth was dry.

So she stopped and found a hill to order Mo Yanchen to cook a meal for her. It must be said that the spirit learned things quickly and could even cook spicy chicken better than her.

It's just that this chicken is a little dry. Let her think about it. There seems to be an old man in the sect who raises red-feathered chickens? Let's get two when we go back...

On the other side, there were less than three hours left before the secret realm was opened. Hua Qin, Li Qing, and the remaining two elders stood on their own flying instruments and looked around.

"Tsk, is this little ancestor coming or not? Is she bragging?"

The person who spoke was Qi Wende, the beast tamer elder of the Tianxuan Sect who was accompanying the team this time. He was also the old man who raised red-feathered chickens in the back mountain as Meng Jiao mentioned.

Huaqin stood aside, in fact, she was unsure. After all, the ancestor was about to ascend to heaven when he suddenly brought this little ancestor back to accept him as his last disciple.

If they say they are closing the door, they really are closing the door. They don’t even show others what they look like.

Later, when the old ancestor ascended to heaven, the little ancestor came down the mountain occasionally. She would only say a few words to me because I was the head of the sect. At other times, she would not show up unless something serious happened in the sect.

So other sects always tease them about having a mysterious little ancestor who is hard to find, but no one knows what her use is.

Even the reputation of the Immortal Master Lan Meng was deliberately ruined by someone they hired for the sake of Tianxuan Sect's face.

If this time, if she is really at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage as the little ancestor said, then those people who had been playing tricks on her before would have to slap her in the face!

But the few of them kept waiting, and when the hour before the secret realm was about to open, Meng Jiao still hadn't appeared, Hua Qin's initially restless heart began to gradually calm down.

I was thinking of assigning the team to myself and making plans for the others after entering the secret realm, when Meng Jiao stepped on a huge ice bird and crashed into the defense formation of the aircraft with a "bang".

Huaqin watched her little ancestor pressing the bird's head and smashing it madly against the formation, with the aura of a peak Nascent Soul not concealed at all. After a moment of stunned silence, she quickly opened the flying formation.

"Uncle Master, what are you doing?"

Meng Jiao calmly pinched Bingniao's neck, her face full of seriousness.

"Huaqin, can I eat this?"

Huaqin's mouth twitched, and only then did she recognize that the person in Mengjiao's hand seemed to be the ninth prince of the Feather Clan.

"Uncle Master, you should know that this is a demon race, and it can transform into a human, right?"

"Don't bother asking for trouble. I don't care about him. I just want to ask you if he can eat it."

Huaqin thought she was dissatisfied with her for calling her old, so she told her how they privately called her.

"My dear, you can't eat this. This is a human being, and it doesn't taste good."

Meng Jiao angrily grabbed the bird by the neck and threw it from left to right.

"What about him eating my food without my consent?"

"May I ask, little ancestor, what does he eat?"

"He ate my whole pot of blue-water swans, and he ate my pot too!"

After saying this, Meng Jiao felt even angrier and kicked the ice bird, which had already lost consciousness, a few more times.

Li Qing recalled, if he remembered correctly, the Green Water Swan seemed to be just an ordinary spirit chicken (I always felt that it was not right to put them together)?

Could it be that the little ancestor’s pot is some powerful magical weapon?