Each disciple is not simple

Suddenly, Mu Feng thought of something and widened his eyes. "I still remember that when Master was a child, he was regarded as a monster by Meng Hui and others because his cultivation speed was too fast. If Shen Hanguang had not argued with him, he would have been abolished and expelled from the Supreme Sect long ago!"

Jun Moyao also dug up this incident from her memory.

Mingjia had reached the heart-beating stage when she was very young, but since then, Mingjia had become a bit like everyone else. Not only did her character become naughty, but she also did not practice seriously. No matter how Shen Hanguang scolded her, she still did what she wanted.

In the end, Shen Hanguang couldn't persuade Mingjia, and he still had tasks to complete, so he asked Shen Xuanzhi to keep a closer eye on Mingjia.

This also led to Shen Xuanzhi always being on the way to catch Mingjia.

The sect originally paid a lot of attention to Mingjia, and was prepared to abolish her cultivation if she showed any unusual behavior.

But he didn't expect Mingjia to be so useless in the later period. He thought that her talent at that time was just a flash in the pan, so he stopped paying attention to her.

"I didn't expect you to be so scheming at such a young age." Chi Yan finally reacted.

It's not that Mingjia has become naughty, but that she has learned to keep a low profile!

From then on, she understood the truth that a tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind, so she began to hide her shortcomings.

"Shen Xuanzhi finally chose him to forge the sword. He probably knew that you were pretending, right?" Chi Yan was very sure.

Shen Xuanzhi is the smartest person in the entire Chijian Peak. He lives with Mingjia day and night, how could he not realize whether Mingjia is really stupid or just pretending to be stupid!

Having said this, Mingjia's face showed a rare hint of guilt and regret.

If she had not hidden her incompetence and had practiced hard since she was young, when the demons invaded, would she have been able to at least save her master's life? Then Shen Xuanzhi wouldn't have had to sacrifice himself to create an opportunity for her...

But it was too late. In those years, apart from practicing sword, she deliberately did not improve her skills and even blocked her two main meridians.

And the demon catastrophe came so violently and quickly that she had no time to improve her cultivation.

Looking back now, she is not without responsibility for these tragedies!

"Master..." Jun Moyao was a thoughtful person. When she saw Mingjia's expression, she knew what she was thinking.

"If you had not kept a low profile back then, you would have died at the hands of Meng Hui long ago." She knelt beside Ming Jia.

"My master advanced to the Tribulation Crossing Stage step by step when he killed the evil demons. When Meng Hui wanted to attack you, he was not completely sure that he could protect you. Even if he protected you, he could not gamble with the lives of more than a thousand people in the entire Chijian Peak."

Outsiders only saw the carefree and frivolous Ling Tian Jian Zun, but they didn't know that the power struggle in the Supreme Sect at that time was fierce, and Meng Hui was in power. He didn't want to provoke the group of sword cultivators in Zhijian Peak, but it didn't mean that he would not dare to move if he was pushed into a corner.

No matter whether it was true love or Jun Moyao's comfort, Mingjia could do nothing about what had already passed.

If she had always been in a dead end for more than a hundred years, she would have hanged herself long ago. Some pain and regret are like thorns hidden in the tip of your heart, which will appear from time to time to hurt you and remind you of its existence.

As they were talking, everyone noticed that the surrounding environment was gradually melting and disintegrating.

Mingjia didn't know much about the Mysterious Seven Illusions Formation, and she was not prepared for what would happen next.

She looked at her four disciples and said in a calm but serious voice:

"No matter what happens next, you must hold on! As long as I'm alive, I will definitely get you out!"

"Master, don't worry. I have broadened my horizons during this period of time, and I have also had a taste of being a sect leader. I have seen all kinds of storms!"

Mu Feng's face no longer showed the timidity and fear he once had, and he could even give Ming Jia a soothing smile.

Su Tianyue also nodded, "As long as we work together, we will be able to break the formation!"

"Master, please be careful!" There was worry in Jun Moyao's eyes. For some reason, she felt that the means of the formation behind was the key.

Chiyan hugged his shoulders impatiently and sneered at the other people's statements.

The collapse of space was getting faster and faster. It must be that the formation had already sensed that Mingjia was conscious.

Mingjia stood up and gave Jun Moyao, Mu Feng and Su Tianyue each a hug without hesitation, and finally walked up to Chiyan who was clearly expressing his rejection.

Mingjia sighed, "You are so hypocritical, just like Yao Wujiu."

Before Chi Yan could retort subconsciously, a very light but very warm embrace firmly embraced him.

"Chiyan, in my heart, you are also a very important disciple."

Every word and sentence is sincere.

Chi Yan's mind went blank. When he reacted and tried to push Ming Jia away, Ming Jia had already disappeared...

The illusion composed of Mingjia's memories suddenly collapsed, and everyone's consciousness returned to darkness.

……

After ordering a cup of life-saving coffee on the software, Mu Feng couldn't help but yawn. He glanced at the time in the lower right corner of the computer, and a feeling of despair swept over his heart.

The boss sent another voice message on a certain email. He took a deep breath and resigned himself to opening it.

Instantly, the boss's arrogant voice resounded throughout the room, "Mu Feng! Why haven't you sent me the sample brochure that I asked you to prepare before leaving get off work? Don't you want to do this job anymore? I'll give you ten minutes. If you don't send it to me, you'll be fired tomorrow!"

Mu Feng looked at the task requirements that his boss had set two hours ago and felt helpless, but he still replied to his boss with four words: OK, got it.

Ten original brochure samples, let alone two hours, he wouldn’t be able to finish them even if he was given two more hours!

Before he finished complaining in his heart, a female colleague he had always had a crush on sent him a message, "I want to eat Xue's buns tomorrow morning, please!"

Then there is a picture of a cat winking.

Xuejia Baozi? This shop is super popular! Even if you queue up, you have to wait for half an hour!

But now that her goddess has spoken, he will definitely not let her down!

Mu Feng looked at the PS software on the computer, encouraged himself, and buried his head in work.

Holding the mouse, he suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of unfamiliarity.

It’s really strange. This guy makes a living by himself, how could he be unfamiliar with the mouse?

It must be because of working overtime, my brain is not working well anymore...

Mu Feng, who hadn't slept all night, yawned and walked into the office carrying Xue family's buns.

To put it nicely, it's an office, but to be frank, it's actually just a very small room with three or four graphic designers' workstations crammed inside, and his workstation is in the worst corner of the place.

The female colleague, with delicate makeup on, took the buns without even saying thank you.

Mu Feng smiled dryly.

The pot-bellied boss walked in, followed by a strange woman.