Chapter 482

"Forget it, elder martial sister Ying Yue!"

Imagine yourself with muscles all over, and refuse with an embarrassed smile.

"Is it because you love beauty?" Ying Yue said in a serious tone, "the strength of the martial artist is the fundamental, and the others are secondary. Can't you even make this clear, junior sister?"

At this time, even Chen Hao, who has always been very quiet in the red blood sword, also made a sound: "Qingyan, you should take the opinion of elder martial sister Yue, you need to seriously consider it. Your muscles are also quite good."

Qingyan didn't respond to Jianling, but pulled out the soft sword at his waist and said, "sorry, elder martial sister Ying Yue, I'm not a martial artist who takes the power line. I prefer to be smart, and I've been smart since I began to practice martial arts."

"Ying Yue, you should know that everyone's way is different!" Nie Liqun, who had not spoken, also said, "don't force others."

"That's a pity. After all these years, I finally came to a little junior sister. I still want to teach her well!"

Ying Yue said regretfully.

She also knows that if people have been good at smart routes, it is a very risky thing to change their fighting style rashly.

"Master, what about the skill you promised to give me?"

"I knew you would ask me!" Nie Liqun shook his head helplessly, took out two skill methods from the space ring, and ran to take them with a light smile.

As she ran, she also secretly said to Chen Hao, "master Jianling, see, I asked you for some powerful skills, and you asked me to sacrifice. Look at this master Nie, how generous he is!"

"You are his apprentice!"

"How about I take you as my teacher?"

"Er... I'll treat you as if you didn't say anything!"

Recruit?

ha-ha?

How can Chen Hao accept an apprentice.

When Qingyan Meizizi got two scripts, she heard Nie Liqun speak. She immediately stood respectfully, pretending to listen carefully.

"You are still my registered disciple. I can't teach you the martial arts that can be taught to my own disciples within the sect!"

Hearing this sentence, Qingyan's face showed disappointment.

Chen Hao, who knows her well, knows that this guy has begun to play with the essence of the body. He has learned ten layers from Zhou Lihua that year.

"Don't be disappointed!" Nie Liqun smiled and said, "what I gave you is not much worse than what the sect taught its own disciples. Those were collected and exchanged before I became the Deputy sect leader. Teaching them to you is not against the sect rules!"

"Really?"

"Of course it's true. Why did I lie to you?"

"I knew that the master was the best!"

Nie Liqun couldn't help laughing.

Instead, Ying Yue, who stood upright next to her, glanced at Qingyan with envy.

"Residual blood skill" is a sub level blood attribute skill, which has the same attribute as most of the most important skills in our school. If you have the opportunity to practice in the future, it is also more convenient to transfer! "

"Ice moon formula" is very special. It is a rare inferior auxiliary skill at the local level. A warrior who understands the profound meaning of killing needs to fight not only with the enemy, but also with himself. A warrior who cultivates the profound meaning of killing must start to fight against himself when he reaches the breaking heaven. I hope you can seriously practice ice moon formula. "

Ying Yue took a curious look at the new junior sister. She found that the junior sister seemed to be favored by the master.

Although "ice moon formula" is not an internal skill of the sect, its effect must not be inferior to the inferior auxiliary skill of the prefecture level that the sect is allowed to teach to its disciples.

In order to resist the erosion of the will caused by the profound meaning of killing, Nie Liqun did not teach them the "nine concentration method" within the sect, but the "ice moon formula".

"Ice moon rhyme" has been regarded as the treasure of Nie Liqun.

"I see, master, I will practice hard and won't humiliate you!" Qingyan said sincerely.

"That's good!"

"But master, my martial arts skills are still a little poor. Can you give me a copy of my martial arts skills?"

Ying Yue lowered her head directly

Nie Liqun took a deep breath and looked at the light face standing below.

He felt that he was a little angry recently.

"If you don't have martial arts skills, what can you do if you can't beat others? That's not to discredit your old man?"

Ying Yue told herself in her heart... Just don't hear anything.

"Do you want to use Xuan level superior martial arts?"

"Yes!"

Nie Liqun threw out a book, lightly jumped up and grabbed it: "magic snake sword technique, a rare soft sword technique, and a martial artist who understands the essence of magic can give full play to the strange nature of magic snake sword technique, which is more suitable for you..."

Qingyan's eyes lit up. This sword technique is really suitable for her!

Magic sword technique is very rare!

"Thank you, master, thank you!"

"Don't thank me, I can't stand it!"

Qingyan raised his head and showed a very poor expression: "but master, my body method is really a little too bad. If I go out to perform tasks for the sect..."

Before Qingyan finished speaking, Nie Liqun shouted, "Ying Yue, throw her out!"

"Master!"

Before Qingyan finished speaking, Ying Yue picked her up and threw her out of the door directly.

"Tell the guard at the door not to let her in later!"

"I see, master!"

Ying Yue used a clever force. Qingyan slightly stabilized her figure in mid air, and then stopped easily. Looking back at the door, she found that Ying Yue also came out.

She knows that she may not be able to do it today!

But even if you don't get the skill, you'll earn money today!

The bloody hell sect's lower level zhenpai skill "blood prison divine formula", light Yan didn't dare to think that she was very satisfied to have free lower level cultivation!

"Miss Ruoyan, are you..."

Hearing the voice, ye Qingyan knew that it was deacon Wang.

"Master, your excellency is testing my body method!"

"But how do I feel that you were thrown out?"

This strange voice

Qingyan turned around and found a middle-aged man standing next to deacon Wang.

The middle-aged man is tall and thin, with few white eyes, pale face and somewhat gloomy temperament.

He was wearing a blood red robe with a golden pattern of swords crossing on his left chest.

"See the Dharma protector!" Qingyan quickly saluted.

Deacon Wang mentioned to her the significance of the uniforms of the bloody sect.

The strength of the Dharma protector of the blood evil gate is at least the middle stage of the divine realm. The martial artist with this strength can't be provoked by his light face.

"Yes!" The Dharma protector nodded, then looked at her and asked, "are you the Chen Ruoyan who recently worshipped the mountain gate?"

"Yes, the Dharma protector has heard of me?"

The Dharma protector didn't answer Qingyan's words: "I heard you also use a soft sword?"

Qingyan heard the word "Ye": "yes, with a soft sword!"

"Not bad!"