My sister is the daughter of destiny

A cup of fairy tea that can make up for the shortcomings is just a new experience for Lu Ningfeng and Xiaoxue, and its effect can only be said to be better than nothing.

But it was completely different for the Gu brothers and sisters.

Gu Qingshan had lost a lot of energy and blood in order to remove the poison accumulated in his body, and Gu Qingfeng's soul was damaged due to some reasons, so he has not been able to break through to the intermediate Dao level weapon refiner.

This is all a pity.

As for Gu Qingyao, she was just in the Soul Realm. The only shortcoming for her was that her foundation had not been polished to perfection. A cup of fairy tea helped her consolidate her foundation once again.

This scene made Wang Tianming sigh with regret.

This guy is simply a prodigal. Using this kind of fairy tea to lay the foundation for the soul realm, what else could he be if not a prodigal?

But compared to the tuition fees that Ning Yushuang paid in advance for her precious son...

Wang Tianming secretly compared them in his mind.

This time, just think of it as an extra reward from the dean to the first place winner of the competition.

The gate of the academy.

"Master asked the Treasure Pavilion to prepare a gift for you. Remember to practice well."

"The realm of entering the Dao will not be an obstacle for you. You need to grow up as quickly as possible. Therefore, when you break through the Nirvana realm, you will go to the Tianxu battlefield. Only the battlefield is the most suitable place for you to grow."

Lu Ningfeng rarely spoke a few words and gave some instructions to his apprentice Gu Qingyao.

Gu Qingyao will definitely have a smooth road ahead in the realm of entering Taoism. Lu Ningfeng doesn't need to do much, and the lack of cultivation resources will not be a problem for her. What she needs to consider is how to improve her combat power.

Her real hurdle is after reaching the Venerable Realm.

How can those who enter the Dao through military means break the situation of being powerless against ordinary Dao practitioners after reaching the Venerable Realm?

Lu Ningfeng thought that this was a very interesting topic and worthy of further study. If Gu Qingyao could follow this path and solve this problem, her future achievements would be limitless.

He actually had great confidence in this girl. After all, her luck as the quasi-son of luck was not fake.

Of course, this is a story for later. Lu Ningfeng has not even broken through to the Venerable Realm, let alone her.

"Yes."

"Disciple, I obey."

"Thank you, Master."

The little girl nodded repeatedly like a chick pecking at rice.

After saying goodbye to the little girl, Lu Ningfeng and Xiaoxue set out on their travels again.

Ye Tianchen still needed to recruit people, and Kong Yining was preparing to return to the inner city and go home, so the group did not travel together.

"Hehe, it's really wonderful to have a big daughter in advance."

On the speeding spirit boat, Xiaoxue had a rosy complexion and looked quite happy.

It is said that a master and his apprentice are like father and son. To Xiaoxue, Gu Qingyao is just an eldest daughter.

Lu Ningfeng didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

More than two years have passed since the time travel. According to the age in this life, Xiaoxue is only 22 years old. At her age, she already has a sixteen-year-old daughter.

Then the problem is coming.

How many years should Lu Ningfeng be sentenced?

The main reason was that Gu Qingyao was surrounded by two master's wives on both sides, who made her extremely happy.

If her storage ring wasn't filled with things related to Lu Ningfeng, she would have rummaged through all the boxes and drawers to take them out as a gift.

Looking at the girl's happy expression, Lu Ningfeng was also touched.

Although it was a sudden decision to take Gu Qingyao as his disciple, he had thought it over carefully.

He is not a son of luck, he is just riding on Xiaoxue's luck, but the little girl would like him when there are so many people to like. This undoubtedly shows that since he has been honestly supervising Xiaoxue's practice, the conflict between him and the way of heaven is slowly disappearing.

Perhaps it was also because of the many preparations he had made for the war. The direction of the war would undoubtedly cause changes in the destiny of the human race. After Lu Ningfeng played a positive role in it, the Heavenly Dao would not continue to oppose him unless he wanted to die.

Lu Ningfeng believed that although his luck might not be very high, it was definitely good enough to be considered a villain.

Therefore, since Heaven has shown goodwill, there is no reason for him not to accept him. A genius at the level of a quasi-son of luck will be a major fighting force by his side in the future, so he should not miss it.

Besides, men always have some vanity.

This eldest disciple is his number one fan.

Look how talkative this child is.

Save the dying and the wounded, and help the weak and fight against the strong.

What a vision.

I, Lu Ningfeng, should be a peerless hero!

As for the benefits of doing those things.

Even heroes need to eat.

I didn't do anything against the law.

Look at the workers under me, who doesn't get several times the salary? The benefits are so good, right?

If this happened in Blue Star, wouldn't it be considered disrupting the market order?

Lu Ningfeng was also secretly happy.

"Brother Feng, how about we ask a senior in the art of spearmanship to teach Xiao Qingyao?"

Xiaoxue has already started planning for the child's future, her watery eyes are full of twinkling stars.

With the guidance of a powerful person who has entered the realm of Venerable or even Saint through military practice, Gu Qingyao's path will surely be smoother.

However, Lu Ningfeng shook his head slightly.

"No need. The problem of the decline of the warriors who entered the Dao through military means has not been solved yet. Asking a senior to come and give advice is just to let Qingyao follow the old path of the predecessors. It is difficult to break out of the rut after all."

"It's better to let her walk her own path. We just need to provide her with the best environment for growth and give her a hand before she goes the wrong way."

"That makes sense. Okay, I'll listen to you."

Xiaoxue was quick to follow advice, and she was also a little confused because of her concern, but since Lu Ningfeng had made the decision, she would not object.

"Okay, don't let your imagination run wild. Our trip has just begun. I asked Liuzi to get a map of scenic spots. Let's put it together and make a travel guide, and then we'll set off!"

Lu Ningfeng took out a strategy guide with a smile.

"Hehe, yes, yes, travel, travel!"

Speaking of traveling, Xiaoxue's mood suddenly became better. She immediately forgot about her apprentice Xiao Qingyao and got together with Lu Ningfeng. They started to make a strategy by comparing the locations of scenic spots and snowy maps.

"Here, here, and here, I want to go all the way!"

Xiaoxue circled each scenic spot, as if she wanted to travel all over the Tianlan world.

Lu Ningfeng smiled indulgently.

"Okay, let's all go, let's all go."

It doesn't matter where you go.

What is important is the process of companionship.

Although we have always been together, traveling naturally makes people more happy than practicing in seclusion.

No need to think about war, no need to think about spiritual practice, no need to think about the future.

Lu Ningfeng just wanted to take a good look at the world with Xiaoxue.

No matter what the future holds, this is a memory worth cherishing and worth savoring at some point in the future.

……

Above the vast and endless land, there stands a divine peak, majestic and steep, like a divine sword reaching into the sky, straight into the endless space.

Tianjian Mountain.

This place got its name from this peak.

At the foot of the mountain lies a small town. Spiritual mist flows down from the top of the mountain, slowly enveloping the small town, like a hazy fairyland.

As the sky was about to dawn and the spiritual mist gradually dissipated, many young people got up early, dressed in simple training clothes, ate some food in a hurry, said goodbye to their parents, left home, and gathered at the foot of the mountain.

The boys looked at each other, said nothing more, and began to walk silently into the mountains and climb up along the mountain path.

The path is narrow and rugged, with steep cliffs on both sides covered with moss and weeds, and occasionally some sharp rocks exposed.

The stone steps on the path were uneven. Some had been worn smooth like a mirror by time, while others were riddled with potholes by rain. The teenagers had to be careful with every step they took.

Although they were just ordinary stairs, the boys seemed to be walking up them with great difficulty. Every time they took a step onto a step, they had to accumulate strength slightly, then suddenly push off with their hind legs to move up to the next step, and repeat this process over and over again.

The spiritual fog in the mountains was thick, mixed with water, which wet the boys' clothes, but they couldn't tell whether it was water or sweat.

Gradually, some people could not hold on any longer and slowed down, and the teenagers who had originally gathered together gradually split up.

If you look closely, you can see that the young men are panting heavily, and with every breath they inhale the spiritual mist from the mountains into their chests.

The young men walking in the front seemed to gain a little more strength every time they breathed, allowing them to keep moving forward. When they exhaled, spiritual mist surged around their bodies and their breath lingered.

A young man in black with a crew cut stepped onto a corner stone platform.

He took a few deep breaths and soon calmed his breathing.

He turned his head and looked down, and saw young men struggling to move forward. As the fastest person, he naturally felt a sense of accomplishment and was quite pleased with himself.

He controlled his breathing, swallowing a large amount of spiritual mist with each breath. A hint of determination flashed in his eyes, and then he turned around and continued to move forward.

This is breathing in spiritual energy, breathing in spiritual energy in the most stupid way.

The further back you are, the slower you absorb spiritual energy. If your physical strength is not replenished in time, you will naturally walk slower and slower.

The sun rises, and the sunlight passes through the spiritual mist in the mountains, causing the mist to dissipate faster.

Seeing this, the young people walking on the stone steps became more anxious. Some of them hurriedly took a few steps, but they seemed to be pressed down by some force, as if they were carrying a huge rock weighing thousands of pounds, and they collapsed on the stone steps.

The boy with a crew cut still remained at the front.

However, the dissipation of the spiritual mist gradually affected him.

The boy's eyes were slightly red, his legs were shaking as if they were filled with lead, he was panting and sweating profusely.

Finally, he climbed the last step with difficulty and came to a wide platform, where he collapsed to the ground.

Finally... it's coming up again...

The boy lay on the cold ground, but he was ecstatic in his heart.

But at this moment, the boy heard some noises.

A clear and pleasant sound like a silver bell came from the front. The sound was ethereal and pure, like the sound of nature, echoing in the silent mountains.

"Say it together, eggplant!"