My brother is so cunning.

After the lecture, leaving the teaching materials for everyone to study by themselves, Wen Rui and He Lingyun returned to the luxurious suite specially opened for them in the underground base.

The round-faced female monk tiptoed behind the two of them. Cheng Ziwei was not interested in the pamphlet at all. After all, her original intention of joining the Bandit Suppression Alliance was just to save the life of senior brother Tiehanhan.

Arriving at the corner of the corridor in front of Wen Rui and Sister Fairy's suite, Cheng Ziwei watched with great jealousy as the two entered the room talking and laughing. She didn't know what to do inside. She felt extremely uncomfortable!

With such big and clear eyes, are you blind?

The good cabbage was eaten by pigs!

How hateful! So jealous! So envious!

Although she was a woman, Cheng Ziwei felt extremely disappointed in her heart, as if she had chewed an unripe plum.

"The somewhat stinking spirit stone is amazing. How can I be inferior to that black-hearted profiteer!"

The girl said with hatred, but recalling what the black-hearted boss did in the secret camp, her neck shrank: "Well, I am not as good as him in many ways, but I am kinder than him! Yes, the fairy must have been... That profiteer was deceived, or he was threatened! It’s possible that he was both deceived and threatened!”

In a sense, Cheng Ziwei, who has some special talent, once again guessed part of the truth.

Imagining what might happen in the room, Cheng Ziwei wanted to die. She really wanted to break in and stop the ugly profiteer from attacking the goddess of her dreams.

But she didn't have the strength, so she could only hide helplessly at the door and sigh.

In fact, nothing happened in the room. I have endured it for five hundred years, so why would I care about waiting a few more years? Anyway, I can eat whatever I want now, and Wen Rui is not in a hurry to open up branches for the old Wen family.

On the one hand, taking care of children is troublesome, especially when the children may hatch and fly.

On the other hand, it is better not to harm others with temporary happiness until the old pious lady Lishan has completely solved the problem.

Wen Rui and He Lingyun were just sitting together talking. The room was protected by technology and spells, so they were not afraid of being overheard.

"The Misty Water Drop Sword Skill is so powerful!" He Lingyun said excitedly: "I never dared to imagine that my sword control skills could reach this level."

"Haha, it's rare and strange." Wen Rui sneered: "You really have never seen a good thing. This sword technique is an upgraded version of the "Flying Gold Sword Technique". Back then, the Golden Spirit Holy Mother's Flying Gold Sword Technique had been practiced to the extreme. A sub-light speed The sword can fly across 600,000 miles in one breath, piercing through the enemy across the vast continent. How fast can your sword reach in one breath? Is it two hundred miles?"

Pursing his lips, He Lingyun lowered his head and was sobered by the ladle of cold water.

"Ling Yun knows he was wrong..."

Wen Rui Surong taught: "Even so, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit still fell under the sneak attack of Dinghaizhu. It's not that she didn't react. At that time, she had already drawn her sword to stab the bead, but the flying sword was absorbed by the space in Dinghaizhu. The Dinghaizhu One pearl is like a heaven, and the sword cannot escape even if its speed does not exceed the speed of light, so he is struck by the pearl and dies!”

He Lingyun didn't know the details of the battle in the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, and was shocked: "Such a powerful flying sword technique was defeated by the power of a space magic weapon?"

"This is the importance of restraint in fighting. The Flying Gold Sword Technique is firstly afraid of fire, and secondly, it is afraid of space magic weapons and magical powers." Wen Rui explained patiently: "After the pure flames break the pure gold energy that wraps the flying sword, It will not be immune to the strong wind, and the sword speed will slow down. If the sword speed does not exceed the speed of light, it cannot penetrate the endless space and will be trapped in the space. "

He Lingyun nodded frequently, took out a small notebook and started recording, acting like a well-behaved and good student.

Seeing that the rookie can be taught, Wen Rui was greatly relieved and continued: "The Water Drop Sword Technique I gave you is not the final version. In the future, I will write "Piaomiao Wuding Water Drop Sword Technique Version 2.0" to upgrade this set of sword techniques. Add in "gravitational bubble", "negative energy", "curvature acceleration", "jump", "cross-dimensional" and other high-tech technologies, and when the time comes, neither space nor flames can stop that fatal stab!"

"Can the swordsmanship be upgraded? It sounds like after the upgrade, it can instantly cross the endless space?" He Lingyun's eyes lit up after hearing this. Although she couldn't understand the terms that her senior brother said, she knew that it must be something very powerful. .

"Of course, all technologies should be constantly upgraded, whether it's martial arts or swordsmanship. If you don't upgrade, you will sooner or later be eliminated by the ever-improving era."

Wen Rui said seriously: "You need to change your mind. I teach you how to explore the laws of heaven. You must always learn, always be new, and constantly develop and progress. This is called 'advancing with the times.' Please take note of it."

"Advance with the times? I remember it! This word is simply amazing. A monk should keep pace with the times, constantly surpassing himself in the past, surpassing his master, surpassing his ancestor, surpassing the saint... in short, surpassing the times!"

He Lingyun nodded heavily, imprinting this word deeply in his mind.

"However, you have also made great progress. At least you no longer hesitate when I ask you to kill someone."

We can't just criticize and paint the cake. Wen Rui praised appropriately: "This is right. Keep it up next time."

"That's...ok." Faced with the compliment, He Lingyun grimaced and didn't look very happy.

While the two were chatting, there was a knock on the door. He Lingyun took out his glazed sword and went to open the door vigilantly.

Although her position is the assistant to the leader and personal secretary, she also works as a bodyguard. Wen Rui's actual combat ability is stronger the closer he is to the Jinling Sect's nest. With the use of nanorobots, he can simulate the great magical power of moving mountains and seas. If there are not enough nanorobots, it is difficult for a good cook to cook without rice.

It was Gu Changfeng who knocked on the door. He sneaked in and knelt down on the ground with a "thump" when he saw Wen Rui.

"Master, there were many people outside just now. Agou was disrespectful. I kneel down for you now!"

Wen Rui sat in the boss chair and accepted his kneeling. He nodded and said, "Well, good dog, you have performed well recently. I will reward you with dog food."

Gu Changfeng cried with joy and shook his butt for a long time before he recovered.

"There is a monk named Li Yu in the alliance. You should make friends with him and listen to his opinions. He has great potential and can be cultivated." Wen Rui ordered: "If he makes contributions in the future, he will be promoted to an important position in the alliance. Do you understand?"

"Agou obeys the order of the great master with vast wisdom!"

"Get lost!"

Gu Changfeng rolled out while shaking his butt.

"Junior sister, my shoulders are a little sore, help me rub them." After driving Gu Changfeng away, Wen Rui leaned back in the boss chair and ordered the secretary.

He Lingyun walked behind him with a smile and rubbed his shoulders gently.

The knock on the door sounded again. He Lingyun opened the door with full of caution as last time, but Cheng Ziwei was standing at the door.

"Uh, I... I just came to thank my sister for saving my life. By the way, I want to visit Boss Wen."

Seeing that it was her dream fairy who opened the door, Cheng Ziwei was so nervous that she couldn't speak fluently and said uncomfortably.

He Lingyun had no intention of letting her in, and remained vigilant.

"Let her in."

Wen Rui spoke, and He Lingyun made way for the tall figure and let the petite Cheng Ziwei in.

Cheng Ziwei walked in and saw that the two were dressed neatly, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Without waiting for Wen Rui's instructions, He Lingyun went to the tea table beside and brewed two cups of tea with standard Kung Fu tea techniques, silently brought them on a tray, and then returned to Wen Rui to rub his shoulders.

Seeing that the perfect goddess in her heart actually served the former boss who was suspected of bankruptcy like a maid, Cheng Ziwei felt like a knife in her heart, and felt deeply unworthy for her.

Wen Rui didn't have any psychological burden about ordering He Lingyun around. He paid him a salary, and that's what a secretary does. Although the salary was only 1,000 spirit stones per month, the lowest of the low salaries, this was the market in Lishan.

"Xiao Wei, what are you staring at my secretary for?" Wen Rui saw her staring at He Lingyun as soon as she entered the room, and she didn't say anything for a long time, so he couldn't help asking.

"Uh, Boss Wen, I'm here to thank this Lingyun fairy for saving my life." Cheng Ziwei blushed and said, "If it weren't for the fairy's help, my brother and I would have drunk Mengpo soup and walked across the Naihe Bridge."

With Wen Rui's instruction, He Lingyun kept her aloof personality and didn't talk to anyone. When someone approached her within two meters, the Liuli flying sword would automatically rise into the air, and the tip of the sword would point far away, scaring off a group of people who were brave enough to approach her.

This aloof image was not limited to men and women, and even Cheng Ziwei couldn't get close to talk, so she could only come to Wen Rui with courage and take the opportunity to make friends with He Lingyun.

Cheng Ziwei also knew that she was a girl and shouldn't have such feelings for another female creature, but she couldn't control herself anymore. It was as if she was possessed by evil spirits and poison, and she flew over like a moth, willing to burn to ashes.

I only hope that the last ray of light before turning into ashes can attract a casual glance from the fairy.

"It's just a little effort. After all, you two have known each other for a while. I can't let you die in front of me."

Wen Rui accepted the gratitude for He Lingyun very calmly, and He Lingyun continued to set up a cold personality without even looking at Cheng Ziwei.

Cheng Ziwei gritted her teeth, as if she had made a great determination, and said in a mysterious way: "Boss Wen, you planned all this, right? Including that Gu Changfeng, I saw him rolling out of your room, connecting the whole thing, there must be something strange!"

Wen Rui's face sank, and he winked at He Lingyun, and the glazed flying sword was placed on Cheng Ziwei's pink neck in an instant.

The female cultivator of Qingcheng Mountain immediately felt the chilling murderous intent in the room, and the source of the murderous aura was the He Fairy she had been thinking about.

"It's worth it to be killed by her..." This was the only thought left in Cheng Ziwei's mind.

"Xiao Wei, Xiao Wei, why don't you learn your lesson?" Wen Rui rubbed his temple in distress. "You have seen things you shouldn't have seen and thought about things you shouldn't have thought about. Now you only have two options. One is to commit suicide by getting hit by seven flying swords in the back, and the other is to take a vow of betrayal and join Jiejiao and my Jinling Sect."