Each disciple is not simple

Jun Moyao couldn't use her sword moves, but her body had recovered a lot thanks to the pills Mingjia gave her. When she really got angry, she beat the two men back in just a few moves.

"They humiliated me first, and then the master taught them. You confuse right and wrong, and you listen to slander and cause trouble for me. I admit it! But if I hear you humiliate my master again, I, Jun Moyao, will never stop!"

Being stared at by Jun Moyao's angry eyes, the two of them also became afraid. They thought that the other party was just a waste with damaged spiritual roots, but they didn't expect to be taught a lesson instead.

"We don't dare anymore! We don't dare anymore!" The two of them really felt that Jun Moyao would kill them, and they immediately fled in panic.

After the two left, Jun Moyao, feeling depressed, did not continue practicing sword and left the place.

The talisman that had been forgotten by everyone was picked up and the dust on it was shaken off.

"Thanks, Xiao Moyan."

Mo Yan waved his hands repeatedly, and his baby face became as serious as his master's. "Master Mingfeng, you are too polite. Do I need to report these two to the Law Enforcement Hall and let them deal with them? People like this are not worthy of being disciples of our Supreme Sect."

Mingjia shook her head, and she remained calm even when being scolded.

In fact, those two men had no intention of killing Jun Moyao, and Jun Moyao also saw this, otherwise how could Jun Moyao let them go so easily.

The path of cultivation is like this, there will be friends, but there will also be enemies.

It doesn't matter, she will do her best to protect her apprentice.

The Supreme Sect arrived relatively late, and the front of the secret realm was already filled with disciples and independent practitioners from various sects. Even so, everyone subconsciously left a space.

The spirit ship landed, and Yao Wujiu and Zheng Qian greeted the elders from other sects.

Mingjia would never get involved in such a situation. She and Jun Moyao hid behind the disciples of Tai Shang Sect.

Less than an hour later, the entire space was filled with violent fluctuations of spiritual energy, and a dazzling light formed a disc-shaped entrance.

The elders of each sect looked at each other and left one person behind to guard the secret realm. The one left behind by the Supreme Sect was the head of Yao Wujiu Peak, while Zheng Qian and Ming Jia could enter the secret realm to help the disciples obtain opportunities.

Cultivators are meant to fight against fate, and wealth, honor, life and death are all determined by fate. No one would say anything grand and polite, and it was assumed that the big sects would enter first, followed by the small sects, and finally the independent cultivators.

The secret realm is mainly for training, so everyone tacitly forms teams and disperses.

"My dear disciple, there is a place of inheritance in Qinglan Secret Realm that will appear randomly. There may be an opportunity for you there."

Mingjia is an old friend of Qinglan Secret Realm. Except for the inheritance place full of uncertainty, she knows all other places well.

Jun Moyao didn't show it on her face, but she was indeed a little anxious in her heart.

With the memory of her previous life, she naturally knew where the Qinglan Secret Realm inheritance site appeared, and she also knew how to take a shortcut. But she was worried that she was too purposeful and would make Mingjia notice something was wrong.

"I heard that there are more spiritual plants in the southwest corner. Master, I want to collect some."

Mingjia didn't suspect anything, and the two of them walked towards the southwest.

After watching Jun Moyao's left-hand sword kill a beast that was probably in the Qi Refining Stage, Ming Jia suddenly asked, "If Qinglan Secret Realm doesn't have the opportunity to heal your spiritual roots, will you be disappointed?"

Jun Moyao, who already knew where the spiritual treasure was, thought it was just Mingjia's idle chat and replied casually, "Then let's go find the Rejuvenation Fruit. However, that thing is only recorded in ancient books, and I don't know if it still exists in the world."

The reason why the spiritual root is damaged so severely is that it is difficult to heal.

The magical treasure, the Immortal Vine, that Jun Moyao was looking for this time has the effect of repairing spiritual roots, but it is not as perfect a cure as the legendary Rejuvenation Fruit.

In her previous life, until her death, she had never seen the rejuvenation fruit, which shows how out of reach this magical treasure is.

Rejuvenating fruit?

Mingjia seemed to be thinking about something.

"But I heard that the last level of the inheritance land is to take a magical treasure from the inheritance treasury. There is a high chance that it is the Immortality Vine." Jun Moyao may have seen Mingjia's worry and couldn't help but comfort her.

Mingjia didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but she still felt warm in her heart.

It was obviously Jun Moyao who needed comfort the most, but she comforted her in return, her good disciple.

The further you go, the higher the level of spiritual plants and ferocious beasts will be.

Jun Moyao also began to find it difficult to cope with the situation, and by the evening, the biggest dilemma facing the master and disciple arose.

"My dear disciple, you can cook, right?" Mingjia asked expectantly while rubbing his empty stomach.

Jun Moyao hesitated for a moment and said truthfully: "Maybe it's not very delicious."

Before she started fasting in her previous life, she still needed to fill her stomach, and she didn't pay much attention to her appetite. Practitioners have a good physique and generally won't get hurt by eating anything.

Mingjia's face full of anticipation was finally shattered when she saw Jun Moyao not cleaning the wild rabbit.

Although she couldn't cook, she at least knew that animals needed to be gutted!

"Never mind. I can survive even if I go hungry."

Jun Moyao looked at the miserable dead hare, then looked at Mingjia who had lost all hope in life, pursed her lips, and finally said softly, "Master, how about I refine some fasting pills for you?"

"No need, my good disciple." Mingjia shook his head repeatedly.

She just liked the feeling of delicious food bursting in her mouth. Her eating habits over the years had made her feel uncomfortable if she didn't eat something, but she wasn't really hungry. Besides, the Bigu Pill always had a bitter taste, which she didn't like.

I was careless. When I went out, I was so busy carving a magic circle for Langyue that I forgot to prepare meals.

Then, she thought of Jun Moyao who had not yet reached the stage of fasting, "My dear disciple, I was careless. How about you roast the wild rabbit and eat it?"

If it was in the previous life, Jun Moyao would not have picked it. But now, after seeing Mingjia's disgusted look, she suddenly felt that the thing was a little hard to swallow.

Jun Moyao lowered her eyes and thought for a while, then took out the alchemy furnace from the storage bag, picked out a few spiritual plants, and began to refine the elixir with skillful techniques.

The spiritual energy she can use in her body now is still maintained by the spiritual food that Zhu Hong had given her before. Fortunately, the low-level fasting pill does not require much spiritual energy.

Mingjia never thought that Jun Moyao could make pills.

She leaned against a big tree, watching Jun Moyao's method of refining the elixir, thoughtfully.

After about an hour, Jun Moyao lowered her eyes and slapped the alchemy furnace with one hand. Several bright rays of light jumped out from the furnace and fell squarely into the porcelain bottle she had prepared.

That is, the moment the elixir is formed, the fragrance of the elixir will be emitted, and Mingjia's eyes froze.

This taste is actually...