Lian Ling lowered his head and said, "Yes."

Chisong said, "Depending on your nature, you will never provoke others. Let's talk about it, what's going on?"

Lian Ling told the whole story one by one and said, "The disciple did not stop for a while. Ye Xuan and others were all beaten to death by the disciple."

In the past three years, he has been obeying Chisong's teachings all his heart and has never fought with anyone.

Even hunting monsters was something that happened some time ago.

It can be said that he has very little experience against the enemy and is a well-deserved rookie.

Logically speaking, he can't beat people like Ye Xuan who have experienced many battles.

But he couldn't resist having a good teacher. He might not know what treasure did Chisong use for him to repair his broken Yuanhai.

Although a wisp of Hunmeng Qingqi is only a trivial one, it is billions of times less effective than the real Hunmeng Qingqi.

However, this wisp of Hunmeng Qingqi made Chisong directly open up a cave of more than ten thousand miles, and the effect was still as many as five layers.

It is used to give Lian Ling a mundane who has not yet entered the Tao. If others see it, they may be jealous and silly.

Therefore, even Ling may not know how strong his roots are.

Lian Ling knelt down with a thump, kowtowed a few times on the ground, and said, "Disciple is reckless. If this happens, it may cause trouble to the master and cause harm to the clan. Therefore, disciple..."

Chisong shook his head, stretched out his hand, pulled him up, and said, "Okay, let's take back the rest. Since you are my disciple, how could I ignore you?"

"What's more, my apprentice can't let others bully you."

Not to mention that my disciple was just for his worries and didn't want to bother him, so he caused this. This was his disciple's kindness, so how could he do the cold-blooded thing that was waiting for the abandoned disciple to ignore.

He worshipped Zhou Fan's sect. Although he said he was not from Yuxu's sect, he learned a lot about the nature of Yuxu's disciples.

Hello, I will be fine when nothing happens.

If you mess with me, no one can think about it.

Besides, this matter is not a big deal.

Originally, he was thinking about spending some time and slowly getting to know the people in the school, but now it seems that his disciple's sudden move is a good opportunity to enter.

Lian Ling said anxiously: "Teacher, I heard that the Academy not only has monks from the inner realm, but also has the rumored Mingqiao cultivation..."

Chi Song waved his cloud sleeves and said, "It's okay."

He looked over, "You can believe it as a teacher."

Lian Ling nodded vigorously. Chisong could be compared with his parents in his heart.

Chisong said, "Then you don't need to ask more questions, and all the teachers are responsible for you."

Looking at the teacher's calm expression, Lian Ling felt inexplicably more confident.

"Yes, teacher."

Chisong said, "You are about to build a Yuan, so I think your master will give you two choices at this moment."

After saying that, he pointed at Lian Ling's eyebrows and infiltrated the information.

After a long time, Lian Ling slowly opened his eyes and looked at his master, feeling that he had only seen it clearly today.

There was not much information from Akatsuki, and he couldn't hold on if there was too much.

It is just a map of the universe and the mystery of the immortal way.

Thinking that he was in a small realm, the great way of cultivation he expected had long become an old thing outside the sky, Lian Ling couldn't help but feel sad.

Chisong looked at her disciple and refused to ask.

The reason why he told Lian Ling about this information is not that he was prepared for it.

In other words, if only a few information is revealed, the universe will never be able to do so.

But just now, he suddenly had a whim, but in a dark way, he realized a great disaster of life and death that was related to himself.

Therefore, to prevent the future.

He just told all this up.

Lian Ling was silent for a moment, looked at his master, and said, "Disciple is willing to enter the path of immortality."

It is not surprising that the Chisong River is the only way to be prevalent in the world, so it is naturally mysterious.

He said, "I will teach you a set of foundation-building tips for you."

There is no difference between building the Yuan in this world and refining Qi in the immortal way. Both are to polish one's own body and to build a foundation.

Lian Ling just breathed it a few times and felt a gentle inspiration coming from the outside and entering his limbs and bones.

It was very warm and comfortable, and even the fatigue of fighting and running all the way was wiped out.

This feeling made him not want to stop at all, and he ran it over and over again.

Looking at the disciple who was fascinated by practice, Chisong not only smiled.

Thinking back to the beginning, he joined Zhou Fan's disciple and learned the Qi Refining Heart Art, and was like his disciple, and was extremely addicted.

At this moment, he looked out and said, "It's coming quickly."

But for a moment, I heard a sound of thunder coming from outside, with a huge momentum.

"A junior disciple of the school ignored the rules of the palace and was arrogant and mad, plotting to murder his fellow disciples. He didn't come out quickly and followed me back to collect the crime."

Terrifying sound waves spread and bombarded the house.

Chisong frowned, and a little bit of spiritual light appeared from the void, covering the house.

The disciple was running the Qi Refining Heart Technique for the first time. If he was disturbed like this, it would be his incompetence as a master.

Another method of forbidden sound and prohibition was imposed, and Chisong left the courtyard.

I saw a middle-aged man standing there with extraordinary momentum, red ripples appearing from time to time, like flames, burning wildly. Just one glance at him will make people feel like their body is on fire.

This middle-aged man was originally extremely arrogant. In his opinion, a small clan who could barely be considered a middle-class clan, so he could not let him take it.

Thinking that he would make another payment later, he began to think about what he wanted.

There are not many opportunities like this in normal times.

Therefore, when he saw Chisong for the first time, he did not take it to heart.

I thought it was this kid's support in the clan, but it was just a few tricks.

But as Akatsuki walked towards him, a terrifying feeling suddenly appeared in his heart.

This is the only consciousness of death. Since he achieved the inner state of solidarity, he has never felt it again.

Revisiting it now doesn't make him feel any emotion.

His face stiffened a little, then he took a few steps back and turned around and wanted to leave.

Chi Song said in a quiet voice: "Since you are here, why bother to leave in a hurry."

He reached out and grabbed it.

I saw a red cloud-like hand appearing out of thin air. As soon as I grabbed the man, I dragged him back.

Throwing it onto the ground, Chisong looked in one direction.

"I want to save this person and ask your Gong President to come to me personally to ask for someone."

Several miles away from this place, two people were looking at the house with a pair of wings behind them.

But when Chisong's eyes swept away, he felt his body stiffen and the wings behind him flashed, as if they could dissipate at any time.

The two of them were so shocked that they fell down, fearing that they would become the first inner realm to fall to death in history.

One of the thin old men said with a serious expression: "This man is probably a real strong man."
Chapter completed!