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Clearly, he was definitely not a reckless person, and he accidentally rolled his eyes on his master, although the master didn't blame him, but he was very frightened, and he hurried away after asking the matter clearly, not daring to be alone Leave.

He rubbed his eyes after he walked out quickly, thinking, if he is beaten up by the master in the future, he must blame the second senior brother!

And this problem!To change!

Qiu Zhiqiu learned that among the top 100 people, Ming Shuixianzong accounted for a full 30 people, and won the title of Tianjiao, which was more than the number required in the system task. He was very relieved, and decided to go back and give the thirty Give more rewards to the first disciples, they are all people who win glory for the sect, and are worthy of the sect's vigorous training.

The first target get!

The fight with the Mozong elders has ended, and the influence is still spreading. Qiu Zhiqiu is healing his wounds along the way. Wangjing doesn't know what to think. There are two big characters written on the forehead, writing begging for abuse.

Qingyun was completely defeated by this indomitable spirit, and began to stay away from his good brother, Qiu Zhiqiu also began to be reluctant to fight, it's good to say that he won a game or two, so many he bullied the younger generation to bully the accident.

Wangjing could see that Qiu Zhiqiu was absent-minded, "Is Mingshan's injury still not healed?"

"Raise it slowly, it will be ready soon." Qiu Zhiqiu looked at the chessboard on the table and said thoughtfully.

Wangjing unreservedly exposed it, "You have already said this sentence all the way."

Qiu Zhiqiu wanted to say that he had been injured for a hundred days, but his internal organs were almost pierced by the sword intent, and the dense sword intent was attached to the flesh. He wanted to heal quickly, but it couldn't be sooner.

After finally getting off the boat, Qiu Zhiqiu drove several disciples including Wang Jingdu out of his cave, "Let me be clean!"

As soon as the words fell, the boy outside came to report, "Old Ancestor, the master is here."

Qiu Zhiqiu took a deep breath, and quickly skipped the recent events in his mind, without analyzing what he was looking for at this time.

"Sit down, what do you want to say to the head?" Qiu Zhiqiu said bluntly, since he started to put away the rights in his hands, and checked the Lingshi minerals under his name, and when he was separated from the head, the relationship between the two has been several books It has been completely declared broken, and this is really going to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing.

Chen Mian has been the suzerain of the Demon Sect for a long time, but before that, this mysterious suzerain has passed through the infant period for a long time, and it is not an existence that can be compared with Mingshan who has just left the customs. The battle with Chen Mian and Qiu Zhiqiu gained a lot, He was about to retreat like the original body, but before that, the sect master was always a thorn stuck in his throat, which couldn't be softened or melted away.

If it is not resolved, he will not feel at ease in retreat.

This time, several disciples in charge of the sect caused trouble on the road, and he thought he would catch the braid of the sect master. Unexpectedly, they were not deliberately troubled by the master's order, but 'followed their own heart', which made Qiu Zhiqiu very regretful.

The head of the sect sat down unceremoniously, and the first sentence was a greeting, "I heard that the patriarch was ill during the battle with the master of the Demon Sect. I don't know how he is now?"

"It's okay." Qiu Zhiqiu said, "Leader Tired is concerned." Could it be that he was planning to sarcasm, wouldn't he be so stupid?

The head took out a bottle of elixir, and the second sentence was: "This kind of healing medicine accidentally got into my hands, it is rare, the ancestor can see if I can use it?"

Speaking of being modest, his expression was very complacent. All the medicines and utensils that can be used in the baby stage are expensive, and the medicines that Wangjing took out were only the tallest among the short ones, and they could barely be used.

Qiu Zhiqiu was rather curious, what rare things could the head master come up with?

Open the lid, inside is a pill of crystal clear red crystal, the breath is dense, it is wrapped in a piece of transparent ore so that it does not disperse, Qiu Zhiqiu shakes the hand holding the teacup indifferently, this is... the magic crystal ?

Just like the dantian spiritual power condenses in the abdomen of a human cultivator, the power of the demons gathers in the head. The demons are burned by the spell and only the pure power crystals are left. This is called the magic crystal, which is very helpful for monks to absorb.

The tea was sprinkled on the table, and the headmaster was satisfied to see the shocked look of the ancestor, and proudly said, "Cultivators can collect this thing to restore the original strength, which is of great help to the ancestor's body, but I only have five here now." He took out three more bottles and put them on the table.

Qiu Zhiqiu squinted his eyes, but instead smiled, the demons never disperse their attacks, as long as they come, they are the combat units of the team. The disciples of the Ming Shuixianzong have already spread the word when they encounter such a good thing, so the magic crystal can only be Others came up from below, he waved his sleeves away, and asked regardless of the pained expression on the headmaster's face, "How long ago did you get this?"

Don't be too easy to get the words out of the master's mouth, Qiu Zhiqiu sent the master away with a smile on his face after half a cup of tea.

I don't know what the idea of ​​the person who sent the magic crystal was, but he accepted the magic crystal.

At the same time, there were still some troubles. Qiu Zhiqiu knocked on the table with his fingers. He just had a fight with Chen Mian, but Chen Mian was stabbed by him. One's spiritual power is not working well, and the other can't find anyone...

Qiu Zhiqiu: "..." Thinking about it, it's the rhythm of group destruction!

Qiu Zhiqiu called Tongzi and asked him to call back Wangjing who had been chased away.

Wangjing's residence was very close, and the little boy came before his butt warmed up the stool.

He was dumb for a second, then obediently followed, and seeing the figure of the head leaving from a distance, he asked, "The head just came?"

The boy replied, "Yes, I just left."

"Are you happy when the head is leaving?" Wangjing couldn't help but slow down, walking slowly, so as not to finish talking when he reached the place.

The little boy thought for a second, "The ancestor and the master are very happy."

Wangjing: "..." This is not right!

He didn't have time to do anything when he went in, so Qiu Zhiqiu let him go and asked him carefully about his cultivation. Wangjing also answered in detail. Although the development of the matter was a bit confusing for him, he would be honest when asked about his cultivation.

Qiu Zhiqiu knew that he was building a solid cultivation base and that there were no major problems in cultivation, so he didn't want to encourage it. After all, he had to experience this kind of thing personally, so let him go.

Wangjing didn't want to leave just like that, so he asked calmly, "Mingshan, what happened recently? Was it because his apprentice caused trouble on the spirit boat?"

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"How could it be?" Qiu Zhiqiu suddenly remembered, "Don't set up a stall in the future, I will supply you with spiritual stones for cultivation." Seeing that he was going to refuse, Qiu Zhiqiu said sullenly, "Do you want to haggle over this with me? ?” Do you know that with the speed of your cultivation, if you set up a stall to earn those few spirit stones, you might starve to death!

Wangjing couldn't say anything immediately, and could only say, "I will definitely regard Mingshuixianzong as my own sect in the future." This was the first time he said it.

Qiu Zhiqiu nodded in satisfaction, and thought again, wouldn't it be better to just worship me as a teacher!

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