Each disciple is not simple

Mingjia still looked at her gently, with a tolerance in his eyes that she had never felt before.

"The path of cultivation is never achieved overnight. Your foundation was based on the right-hand sword. If you want to practice the left-hand sword, the first thing you need to do is forget all your previous right-hand sword moves."

Jun Moyao also understood this, but her body's subconscious reaction had lasted for two lifetimes and could be said to be ingrained in her bones.

"Moyao, are you willing to start from scratch?"

Jun Moyao looked into Mingjia's eyes and saw that she was not joking with her.

Starting from scratch? She wasn't afraid, but she had never heard of anyone in her past and present lives who had the ability to reset all her physical habits to zero.

"are you willing?"

Mingjia asked again patiently.

She has never been a patient person. In the past, her master and fellow apprentices all said that she was impatient. But now she has grown up and become a master, and she also has apprentices who need guidance and protection.

Jun Moyao's eyes were determined.

"I do!" he said loudly.

Mingjia's eyes flickered slightly, and the corner of her lips still had that lazy and careless smile, but for some reason, Jun Moyao saw through all this that she exuded a kind of power that made her awe-inspiring no matter in her past or present life.

Mingjia just raised her hand, and her slender fingers touched lightly and casually without making any seals.

In an instant, it seemed as if something was sealed inside Jun Moyao's body.

She shook his hand but didn't feel anything was wrong.

Mingjia yawned and seemed a little sleepy.

"Look carefully, I'll teach you a trick first."

After saying this, Mingjia picked up a light branch and stabbed it forward as if jokingly.

It was just a stab, but Jun Moyao's eyes widened, as if he had entered some mysterious state.

Why? With just a simple stab, she had no way to avoid it, and there was no flaw to be found...

"…I'm so sleepy. Remember to call me when it's time for dinner…"

Mingjia's figure floated away.

As if by some strange coincidence, Jun Moyao picked up the Zhanyuan Sword and imitated Mingjia's movements. She thought she would still experience the same awkwardness and obstruction as before, but she didn't expect it!

Jun Moyao looked at his left hand in shock.

She...she doesn't know how to use a sword!

I clearly remember all the sword moves in my mind, but my body is like a novice who has never wielded a sword before!

Mingjia she...

Jun Moyao looked in the direction where Mingjia left, and the shock in her eyes lingered for a long time.

Mingjia's ordinary sword allowed Jun Moyao to learn how to open the Qinglan Secret Realm.

On the spiritual ship of the Tai Shang Sect, Jun Moyao met several other peak masters of the sect for the first time.

The highest level to enter the Qinglan Secret Realm is the Nascent Soul Stage. The one with the highest cultivation level among the peak masters is Duan Yizhenjun of the Forging Peak, who has already reached the Spirit Severing Stage. He did not come to the secret realm this time, but only showed up when boarding the spirit ship.

As for the other two peak masters, the peak master of Yao Wujiu Peak seemed to be on bad terms with Mingjia. After getting on the spirit ship, he took his disciples to the other side.

The head of Pozhen Peak, Zheng Qian, is a serious man, but his eldest disciple is a baby-faced boy named Mo Yan.

Mingjia reached out and pinched Mo Yan's face, ruining the seriousness that Mo Yan had managed to put on.

"Master, please stop teasing your disciples!"

"Don't learn to be so stubborn like your master. It's so much fun to smile!" Mingjia directly criticized Zheng Qian in front of him.

Zheng Qian was not angry, but looked at Jun Moyao with a serious and formal face, "Your master is often out of tune. If you don't understand anything about cultivation, you can go to Pozhen Peak to ask me." As he said that, he generously gave Jun Moyao several high-level talismans.

Jun Moyao glanced at Mingjia and saw that she did not refuse, so she took it and thanked her.

"Mingjia, after you come back from the secret realm, remember to send your disciple to the academy for class."

Zheng Qian reminded.

Mingjia, the novice master, just realized that she had forgotten about going to school!

"Why don't I take Junior Sister Jun to the academy from now on? It just so happens that the magic weapon of our Pozhen Peak passes by Chijian Peak." As the chief disciple of Pozhen Peak, Mo Yan has always been responsible for sending his junior brothers and sisters to the academy.

Zheng Qian nodded, "Okay, even though you were the eldest daughter of the Jun family before, it would be beneficial for you to learn the knowledge in the sect academy."

"Hey, hey! After all, I am Mo Yao's master. If you two make the decision like this, I will lose face!" Ming Jia pretended to be angry.

"You want to pay for the magic weapon?" There was something strange on Zheng Qian's serious face.

Mingjia immediately looked at Jun Moyao, "My dear disciple, Mo Yan will be at ease with you as your master."

You can’t buy magic weapons. Sword cultivators can’t afford the money!

The other disciples of the Supreme Sect knew something about Jun Moyao, and many of them looked at her openly or secretly. The disciples who were interested in her or wanted to make friends with her stopped when they saw her pitiful cultivation level.

After all, the world of cultivation is a world where the strong are respected.

Jun Moyao was also happy to have some free time. In the corner of the deck, she was still practicing her left-hand sword seriously, as if she had not left the Sword Holding Peak.

But this leisure time did not last long. When all the peak masters went to the inner room to rest, Jun Moyao's troubles came.

A talisman attacked Jun Moyao with great force. Jun Moyao subconsciously leaned sideways to defend herself. The talisman hit the deck railing and exploded into darkness.

Jun Moyao's eyes flashed as he looked at the person who came.

The two of them were wearing the uniforms of disciples of Wen Yao Peak, and they looked at Jun Moyao with hatred in their eyes, "Jun Moyao! It was you who caused my sister to be expelled from the sect!"

"Why waste your time talking to her? She's just a piece of trash. Just teach her a lesson!"

As they spoke, the two of them attacked directly with swords in hand!

Jun Moyao was no pushover either. Her two lifetimes of experience were enough to predict the opponent's attacks. After many precise dodges, the two men were unable to do anything to her.

"Who are you?"

She had no recollection of knowing either of them, let alone their sister.

The female cultivator became even more angry, "Why are you still pretending? Wasn't it you and your master who bullied my sister? Mingjia relied on her high cultivation level to bully the weak! Are you satisfied? My sister was directly expelled from the sect by the Law Enforcement Hall!"

Jun Moyao suddenly remembered the three outer disciples who bullied her on the day she planned to become Mingjia's disciple.

It was true that she planned to take the position of Mingjia's apprentice in her previous life, but it was also a fact that the three outer disciples bullied her. How did it become that she and Mingjia were bullying the weak?

"You are as disgusting as your useless master! You both bully the weak and fear the strong!" the female cultivator yelled.

Hearing this, Jun Moyao, who was originally dodging, stopped, raised his sword and stabbed the female cultivator at her weak spot!

The female cultivator instantly stepped back in pain. Upon seeing this, the male cultivator next to her immediately took out a talisman and slapped it on Jun Moyao's back.

Jun Moyao was unable to stop her momentum in time and was succeeded by the male cultivator. However, she became ruthless and turned around and kicked the male cultivator hard, causing him to retreat repeatedly.

However, the talisman did not explode, but fell lightly to the ground.