Each disciple is not simple

The male cultivator looked at Mingjia unscrupulously, saying some inexplicable and incomprehensible words.

"… As expected, you didn't lie to me. All the women in the cultivation world are good-looking, but I don't know if they're fun to play with. With the golden finger I'm equipped with, it shouldn't be a problem to take down this woman…"

"Open, Eye of Insight!"

The next second, Mingjia felt as if her body was being explored by something unknown, which was very strange.

"So her name is Mingjia... Let me see, she is at the Jindan stage, one level lower than me. It looks like there is nothing to worry about."

After talking to himself, the male cultivator came directly towards Mingjia, and the magic weapon in his hand turned out to be the spiritual weapon-level "Heavenly Net"! That is a magic weapon that can bind anyone below the Nascent Soul stage!

Although he didn't understand why the male cultivator could display his Nascent Soul cultivation in the secret realm, Mingjia did not act rashly and was directly imprisoned by the net.

The male cultivator's face lit up with joy, which was an undisguised expression of arrogance and confidence.

"I haven't had sex with a female NPC yet, so I don't know if it's comfortable or not. I've come to the right world. If I complete some more tasks, will I be able to become Long Aotian in a harem novel?"

As he said this, the male cultivator prepared to take off his clothes and do something indecent.

However, the next second, the male cultivator's proud head flew out, and the Nascent Soul in his Dantian was pierced by the sharp blade.

Perhaps when he closed his eyes he couldn't figure out why this seemingly weak woman, whose realm was not as good as his, could easily break free from the net and chop off his head without blinking.

The world of cultivation is really too scary...

Mingjia tilted her head, full of confusion.

Not only did she not understand the male cultivator's inexplicable words, she also didn't understand why the male cultivator who had already cultivated to the Nascent Soul level didn't understand that in the world of cultivation, the elderly, children, and women who could walk independently were the ones who should not be provoked?

The male cultivator had no vigilance like a cultivator, and his body was full of flaws. Most importantly, he did not know how to cover his body with spiritual power, and did not know how to use his Nascent Soul to escape while dying.

The weird feeling made her feel uncomfortable. This male cultivator was like a crazy mortal living in the shell of a Nascent Soul.

Although many doubts lingered in her mind, Mingjia still picked up the male cultivator's storage bag very happily.

As a poor swordsman, Mingjia has only one hobby, which is to rob all enemies.

It was also for this reason that Sect Leader Xuanji was afraid that Mingjia would simply disregard her dignity and set up a trap to deceive people in the secret realm.

After all, Mingjia has done this before.

Mingjia opened the storage bag expectantly.

A cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage should have a lot of treasures, right?

Good news: There is a baby

Bad news: It's the immortal vine that the good disciple wants

Mingjia became a little anxious when he thought about his good disciple not being able to find the Immortality Vine.

Sure enough, from a distance, Mingjia saw Jun Moyao was "devastated" and trying to stab his heart with a sharp weapon, which scared her so much that she immediately came over to stop him.

…Mingjia picked and chose among the above matters and only mentioned those related to the male cultivator. She felt there was no need to mention the others.

Jun Moyao looked at the Immortality Vine with mixed feelings.

She didn't know how that strange male cultivator got the Immortal Vine, but she felt that some things seemed to be destined. And she seemed to owe Mingjia even more.

Jun Moyao stretched out her hand unnaturally, handed the hairpin in her hand to Mingjia, lowered her head slightly, and said:

"this is for you."

Mingjia was somewhat surprised that Jun Moyao gave her a gift, and she took it carefully. The moment the hairpin touched her hand, her wounded soul actually felt soothed and nourished.

She felt it carefully and found that it was not an illusion. The hairpin was really repairing her soul.

The hairpin that can repair the soul...

“…Is this the Soul Gathering Hairpin?”

Jun Moyao was vague, "Probably, there is no immortal vine, I just picked it up casually."

Mingjia felt even warmer in her heart when she saw Jun Moyao's awkward look.

In addition to nourishing and repairing the soul, the greatest function of the Soul Gathering Hairpin is its name, soul gathering.

Use the blood of the monks' hearts as a guide to gather the souls of the people you care about.

It turned out that her obedient disciple was not "heartbroken" just now, but thought she was dead and was gathering her soul on purpose.

Mingjia smiled and didn't intend to expose Jun Moyao's awkward look.

Having found the most important opportunity of this trip, Jun Moyao made a prompt decision and prepared to refine the Immortality Vine directly in the secret realm to repair his spiritual roots.

The two found a cave. Mingjia sat directly at the entrance of the cave and told Jun Moyao to concentrate on refining and she would protect her.

Jun Moyao sat cross-legged as she took the Immortality Vine out of the wooden box.

She didn't know if it was her illusion, but the Immortality Vine she used in her previous life didn't seem to be as thick as the one she used in this life, and there didn't seem to be too many dark patterns on it.

In her previous life, she was not so lucky that she could refine it quietly in the cave. She had a narrow escape from death when she got the Immortality Ivy in her previous life. She did not dare to delay at all and directly took the Immortality Ivy into her dantian without observing it carefully.

Maybe she was too comfortable and was always suspicious.

Jun Moyao laughed at himself and used his spiritual power to absorb the Immortality Vine into his Dantian.

The moment it was taken into her dantian, Jun Moyao's expression changed. A huge amount of spiritual energy gushed out from her dantian. The intense pain almost broke her sanity!

This! This is not the immortal ivy!

Blood flowed from the corners of Jun Moyao's lips, but she couldn't say a word. She could only stare at Mingjia's back, enduring wave after wave of pain.

……

Three days later, waves of spiritual power suddenly emerged behind Mingjia, accompanied by a familiar breathing sound, and she knew that Jun Moyao had succeeded!

Sure enough, just like a dusty gem finally blooming with its own brilliance, Jun Moyao walked towards Mingjia with steady steps.

Before Mingjia could say anything, the person in front of her suddenly knelt down and bowed deeply to her!

"Mo Yao thanks Master."

Jun Moyao spoke each word with emphasis.

She was not a stupid person. The spiritual roots repaired by the Immortal Vine still had some defects, but now her spiritual roots were not only intact, but even purer and stronger than in her previous life.

So, what she refined was not only the Immortality Vine, but also the Rejuvenation Fruit.

She didn't know what price Mingjia paid to find the rejuvenation fruit for her, but she knew that as long as she lived, she would never forget Mingjia's kindness.

"I, Jun Moyao, swear with my heart of Taoism that I will protect my master in the future. If you break this oath, heaven will not tolerate it!"

Mingjia quickly helped her up and said, "We don't have to do this between you and me, master and disciple."

Jun Moyao shook his head, his eyes full of determination, "If it weren't for Master, I'm afraid I would never be able to rebuild my spiritual roots. This kindness and love will never be repaid in this lifetime."

There were some things she didn't dare to express out loud, such as her deep guilt and regret towards Mingjia.

"Master, actually I..."

"My dear disciple, you have done very well. When I was your age, I was not as firm as you." Mingjia patted Jun Moyao's shoulder.

"You are only twenty years old, and there are still many possibilities in the future. Even if you have taken the wrong path or made the wrong decision, you still have a chance to make amends."

Jun Moyao looked into Mingjia's clear eyes, and uttered a soft "hmm" in a hoarse voice.