Each disciple is not simple

In her previous life, Jun Moyao was harmed by her own sister from the same father and mother. Her spiritual roots were damaged, she was driven out of the family, and her engagement was tragically broken off.

As a helpless independent cultivator, she relied on her fearlessness to risk her life and searched for spiritual treasures in the secret realm to repair her spiritual roots.

But her repairable spiritual roots were still insufficient. After she was nearly killed for her treasure, she fell off a cliff and picked up a storage ring. In that storage ring actually lived the soul of a master.

The master took pity on her, taught her how to practice, and helped her find the Heart Sutra for practicing.

She did not disappoint the expectations of the masters, and her realm continued to rise, becoming a powerful combined power in less than a hundred years. During this period, she also successfully took back everything that should belong to her.

Just when she was preparing to retreat to reach the next level, the master in the storage ring suddenly showed his vicious side and prepared to take over her body!

What's even more ridiculous is that although they both have the same level of combined cultivation, she is unable to compete with him!

When she and the soul died together, she finally understood that she was just a body carefully cultivated by the soul, and the soul had been trying to take over her body from the beginning. However, even if her things, Jun Moyao, were destroyed, she would not give them to others!

She thought she would be scared to death, but when she opened her eyes, she found herself back in the day when she was kicked out of the Jun family.

Her sister, with a malicious smile on her face, snuggled up to her fiancé, who threw the marriage cancellation letter in her face with disgust.

Having experienced such humiliation in her previous life, her heart is still filled with resentment. In this life, she will take back everything she has lost!

With the experience from her previous life, she can avoid many detours.

In her previous life, she had sneaked into the secret realm of spiritual treasures that repaired her spiritual roots as a casual cultivator, and she risked her life at the risk of her life. In this life, she wanted to enter the secret realm more quickly and safely as a disciple of a sect and seize the spiritual treasures.

Thinking of this, Jun Moyao clenched his fists at his sides.

In her previous life, she had heard of Master Mingjia of the Sword-holding Peak of the Supreme Sect, and she also vaguely remembered that Master Mingjia’s eldest disciple was accepted at the Questioning Heart Stage.

It was rumored that Master Mingjia was lazy and only accepted one disciple in his life, and he was still in a free-range state, and there were few people on Chijian Peak. This was exactly the environment she needed now, so she came to the Supreme Sect.

As for the disciple of Master Mingjia in the previous life, Jun Moyao secretly said "I'm sorry" in her heart. When she can practice again, she will bring him to Chijian Peak and give him the status of Master Mingjia's disciple.

At the same time, the unlucky guy who was knocked unconscious by Jun Moyao and quietly sent away suddenly opened his eyes. Looking at the quaint buildings on the street and the monks flying with swords in the sky, his eyes darkened.

"My God! Where did you send me to?"

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As the golden crow sank in the west, Mingjia stretched lazily with contentment and stood up from the bed.

What delicious dishes did the dining hall cook today? Was there the spicy pork belly she had been dreaming about?

Mingjia thought about it, took out the Langyue Sword, and prepared to eat.

Flying in the air, she always felt as if she had forgotten something.

It was not until the sect leader Xuanji sent her a talisman and asked her when she would bring her disciple to the main hall for him to see that she suddenly woke up.

It seems, as if, she just accepted an apprentice!

With a sharp turn, Mingjia hurried back to Chijian Peak.

The Chijian Peak, which remains the same all year round, suddenly has a different glow.

After putting on the bamboo green clothes of a direct disciple, Jun Moyao looked more like a green bamboo that would not bend.

The disciples at the Sword Holding Peak had not been swept, and the Disciple Pavilion had long been covered in dust. Because her spiritual roots were damaged, Jun Moyao could not use her spiritual energy, and she could not even use the simplest cleaning technique. She could only use the most common method, washing with water bit by bit.

Mingjia saw that the rags used by Jun Moyao were all fragments of her previous menial clothes, and she finally felt a little guilty as a master.

"Ahem... Disciple, I was a little careless. Come on, I will take you to eat!"

Before Jun Moyao could react, Mingjia took her away on the sword again.

Jun Moyao didn't mean to blame Mingjia. After all, she knew Mingjia's character before she was accepted as her disciple.

Moreover, after she repairs her spiritual roots and resumes her cultivation, she will definitely leave the Supreme Sect. The more indifferent their relationship is, the better.

Without cultivation, Jun Moyao naturally couldn't practice fasting. If Mingjia didn't bring her to dinner, she would prepare to hunt wild game at Chijian Peak to fill her stomach. After all, the distance between Chijian Peak and the dining hall was not something she could measure with her feet.

However, Jun Moyao did not expect that Mingjia, who had reached the Nascent Soul stage, had not yet practiced fasting, and it seemed that he still had a strong desire for food.

"Is this the new disciple of the True Lord? He is indeed a handsome man!"

The disciples in the dining hall spoke in a very familiar manner to Mingjia, and their eyes looked at Jun Moyao with respect and gentleness.

Mingjia nodded with a smile, without any airs, "Yes! You must take better care of my beloved disciple in the future and give her more nutrition. She is too thin!"

"You know what? I didn't expect that Mingjia would still care about others!"

The person who spoke was the head of the dining hall, Zhu Hong, a food cultivator who was also in the Nascent Soul stage. He and Mingjia were disciples of the same period, and they got along very well.

"Moyao girl, this is a gift from your uncle, don't let your master steal it, it's the best!"

In a flash, Zhu Hong handed a delicious spiritual food to Jun Moyao.

Jun Moyao was shocked when he saw it!

This is actually a dish made from the Bu Tian Fruit!

Although the Bu Tian Fruit cannot repair her spiritual roots, it can protect her overflowing spiritual energy from leaking out, and temporarily store it in her meridians for her to use.

It can be said that this Bu Tian Fruit is the best top-grade spiritual fruit that is most suitable for her at this stage.

"Thank you, Uncle Master!"

Mingjia pouted. She didn’t have the habit of snatching food from her apprentice.

After exchanging a few words with Zhu Hong, the master and disciple began to feast on their meal.

“…Apprentice, what weapon did you use before?”

Mingjia could naturally see Jun Moyao's foundation-building cultivation level before her spiritual roots were damaged. She was a sword cultivator, and thought that if her apprentice didn't use a sword, she would have to find her a teacher who specialized in that skill.

Jun Moyao retracted her right hand. There was a wound running through her right palm and wrist. Although the elixir given by Mingjia had healed the skin wound, the broken meridians told her that she could no longer hold the sword with her right hand.

"I used to be a swordsman, but now my right hand is useless."

Even so, her voice remained calm.

In her previous life, she risked her life to collect elixirs and made the Xuduan Pill in order to hold the sword again. She gritted her teeth and cut off her right arm, and used the pill to grow it back. It took a long time to clear the meridians again, so that she could hold the sword with her right hand again.

Mingjia looked at her strangely and said, "Why don't you just hold the sword with your left hand? We can find a way to repair your right hand later."

Like a thunderclap, Jun Moyao looked at Mingjia with slightly open lips.

Yes! She can use the sword with her left hand! Why did she have to cut off her arm in her previous life? !