Each disciple is not simple

This is not just an empty wooden box, but also a blow to Jun Moyao's beliefs since his rebirth!

She didn't think her rebirth was an illusion, nor did she think she had the ability to predict the future.

Since her rebirth, almost everything has matched her memories of her past life, except for this Immortality Ivy, where she has suffered repeated setbacks.

Could it be that the heavens were unwilling to let her repair her spiritual roots? Perhaps it was also a punishment from the heavens for her having wasted Mingjia's care and trust...

Jun Moyao laughed at himself.

"What are you still standing there for?" The Sky Devouring Divine Beast said in confusion, "An empty box means that the spiritual treasure inside has been taken away by someone else. Keep opening the box."

It was like a wake-up call. Jun Moyao was more shocked than seeing the empty box.

Taken away by someone else?

Who was it? Who took the Immortality Ivy before her?

The figures of Jun Mingzhu and Xiao Jian appeared in her mind.

If they were the ones who took away the Immortal Vine, then her calculations and exploitations would be even more ridiculous!

The Sky Devouring Divine Beast was a little impatient, "Are you going to open the box or not?"

Open! Why not open!

This was the opportunity Mingjia left for her with her life, and she absolutely could not let her down again.

She remembered that there was a spiritual treasure here in her previous life...

After being teleported out from the place of inheritance, Jun Moyao was a little confused.

It seemed that she had long been accustomed to having someone accompany her, but suddenly she was alone again, and the wind blowing towards her seemed a little cold.

She took out a crystal clear white jade hairpin from her storage bag with a complicated look.

Jun Moyao looked at the hairpin as if she was looking at a person through the hairpin.

"Master..."

She murmured softly, as if she was afraid of disturbing her dream.

Her eyes flashed, and she resolutely stabbed the hairpin towards her heart!

'Ding--'

"My dear disciple! Are you crazy?!"

A familiar figure flew in front of her, and the hairpin in his hand was hit by a stone and deflected a few points, only scratching the skin on her shoulder.

Ming Jia frowned and stared at Jun Moyao's bleeding shoulder, then took out medicine powder from her storage bag and sprinkled it on Jun Moyao without saying a word.

Looking at the serious yet familiar face opposite, Jun Moyao's hands were shaking slightly.

"Your spiritual roots haven't recovered yet. If your heart meridian is injured again, do you still want to practice?" Ming Jia scolded in a low voice. Her long ink-black hair was draped over her shoulders, and her skin was as white as snow. With her light white dress, she looked not like the almighty Queen Mother of the West, but more like a female ghost who was taking lives.

Can……

Jun Moyao hugged Mingjia tightly, feeling her warm body temperature and strong heartbeat beneath her clothes.

It’s okay…it’s really good!

Mingjia was a little at a loss when she hugged him.

She thought that maybe the previous battle might have scared her.

Mingjia stroked her back gently as if coaxing a child.

I don’t know what was going on, but Mingjia’s shoulders felt slightly hot and wet.

After a long time, Jun Moyao straightened up, seeming a little embarrassed, and turned her face away, not looking at Mingjia, but her voice was a little muffled.

"Master, are you okay?"

"What can happen to me?" Mingjia said with a smile, "My suppressed cultivation has recovered since I came out of the inheritance hall. My body is still okay for the Nascent Soul stage. My wounds have healed long ago."

As soon as she finished speaking, the Langyue Sword, which had not yet been put away, hit Mingjia's head as if it was angry, and even more rarely, it flew back into the scabbard by itself.

Mingjia didn't care much, and touched the hilt of the sword soothingly. He looked back at Jun Moyao and took out a jade box.

"Good disciple, continue."

Jun Moyao was interrupted by Mingjia when she was about to say something. She subconsciously took the jade box and opened it without knowing what was going on.

"Ivy of Immortality?! Why is it here with you?"

She felt upset for a moment, suspecting that Mingjia was playing a trick on her and took it away early.

Because both of them came for the Immortality Vine. If Mingjia had already obtained it, why would they still act with her?

Recalling the regret and remorse she felt in the land of inheritance, Jun Moyao felt pain in her hand as she held the hairpin.

"It's strange to say, when I came out, I saw a very strange monk..."

Mingjia didn't notice Jun Moyao's expression. She just thought she was surprised to find the lost Immortal Vine, and told her what happened over a cup of tea.

Before a cup of tea...

Despite being attacked on vital points by the cultivators, Mingjia remained calm and composed as usual, and was not affected by the scent of Jiuyoutan.

Faced with a situation where she was doomed to die, Ming Jia remained calm and gave up some attacks that would not kill her immediately. Instead, she first charged out of the encirclement, sacrificing her pawns to save her king.

No one knew that the Langyue Sword had a sword spirit, and it could even be a great help without her controlling it.

Sure enough, when she threw the Langyue Sword as a desperate attempt, she turned over and climbed onto the ferocious beast swiftly.

The ferocious beast was shaking its body madly, and the other monks were ready to take the opportunity to make Mingjia, who had lost his weapon, their primary target.

Unexpectedly, while Mingjia was trying to steady himself and avoid the monk's attack, the Langyue Sword that was thrown out came back to him.

Mingjia and Langyuejian fighting independently are definitely not the result of one plus one equals two. The two are like each other's half, cooperating with each other tacitly and efficiently.

But in just a few breaths, the remaining monks were all taken care of by them.

However, no matter how great the potential of a mortal body is, Mingjia is already in a very miserable state, even tottering on the ferocious beast.

Lang Yuejian was angry and attacked the beast fiercely.

Unexpectedly, Mingjia, who was about to fall, fought to the death! Facing the fierce beast with a huge difference in realm, he forced himself to call on the spiritual power in his dantian, ready to explode his soul to take down the fierce beast.

If Langyue Sword had eyes and a mouth, he would probably immediately curse at Mingjia and glare at her.

He is just a disciple, why should I sacrifice my own soul as the price? Is it worth it?

Mingjia used practical actions to show it that it was worth it.

The huge explosion blew Mingjia away directly. At the moment before she landed, she smiled with some relief, because she fulfilled her promise, protected her apprentice, and completed the test for her.

That’s right, Mingjia and Jun Moyao did not wish for the same Immortality Vine.

If you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight. The more greedy she made her wish, the more severe the test for her would be.

She didn't need to pick flowers, her test was to make herself the only survivor of the third level. The fierce beast that was building the foundation was also a test for her. If the fierce beast didn't die, she would still fail.

Fortunately, it was Jun Moyao who picked the flowers and left, and she won the victory at a small cost.

With a trace of clarity, she obtained her own spiritual treasure from the place of inheritance.

After coming out, her wounds recovered quickly after she returned to her cultivation state. It was obvious that she could not wear her ragged clothes anymore, so she had to change into another one.

Just after she changed her clothes, a male cultivator with evil eyes stared at her.

"I am a lucky woman who is alone..."