Chapter 398 Teacher Worship

Chapter 398 apprenticeship

The long sword lay in front of him, and his eyes were fixed on the edge of the sword, turning gently.

"There is a strange power that greatly increases my energy and... Is very suitable for my world swordplay!" Furong's eyes showed an unstoppable expression of excitement. This sword was much better than the seven-foot green blade she had used before!

"What's the name of this sword?"

"Tell master! It's called the world sword!" Liu Jiayi said immediately.

"It's Zheng Bufan! You have refined this sword so well!" Furong looked at Liu Jiayi with satisfaction.

Then, Furong saw the sword on Liu Jiayi's back, and his eyes immediately straightened.

"This is... What kind of sword is this!" Furong said in disbelief.

Liu Jiayi took off the Yun yi sword behind him and said, "This is a gift from zheng yun. It's called the Yun yi sword."

Furong grabbed the sword with trembling hands and gently pulled it out of its scabbard.

"Buzz!" A pleasant sound rang out in the scabbard, followed by a burst of sword qi in yunyi's sword. Finally, the sword qi condensed into a fog, followed by a drizzle.

"Good sword! Good sword!" How could Furong not know how much stronger this sword was than the one Liu Jiayi had just given him?

When she grasped the sword, she almost felt the bottleneck of her current cultivation, and even had a slight improvement in the cultivation of the sword dao. This was only the result of just grasping the sword. If she held the sword for a long time, wouldn't she have a good chance to accelerate to the peak of the divine realm and achieve the terrible cultivation above the divine realm?

However, this sword was not hers, but the sword belonged to her future disciple, who was also given to her by her disciple's husband.

"Zheng Bufan, you are really extraordinary!" Furong forced herself to put down the sword and gave it back to Liu Jiayi. She looked at Zheng Yun with a complicated expression. She could see that it was supposed to be a sword made from the heaven jade in Li Donglai's treasury, but it was made of the same material. Why was his sword so much worse? It only shows that Zheng Yun spent more time refining his sword for his wife than for himself.

At this moment, Furong actually envied Liu Jiayi, a reincarnation power who had lived for many years, and was fascinated by such an ordinary woman, not to mention that this woman was still a virgin. That is to say, Zheng Yun was sincere to Liu Jiayi, not greedy for Liu Jiayi's body!

"What can you do to make zheng yun give up for you?" Furong sighed in his heart. If Li Donglai had half of Zheng Yun's heart, would he be happier?

"This is the sword that your husband has worked hard to make. It's very good. Treasure it well and don't let the pearl get dusted." Furong warned Liu Jiayi.

However, Liu Jiayi saw Furong's love for his Yun yi sword and immediately said, "If master likes it, give these two swords to master!"

"Really?" Even for people like Furong who were extremely concerned about face, it was a bit of a surprise. Was this woman really stupid or an idiot? You gave me such a precious sword?

"Cough, cough, cough! Cough, cough, cough!" Zheng Yun couldn't help but cough hard at once. Old lady, I worked hard to make this sword for you. Don't give it to others so casually! Didn't you take your husband's efforts too seriously?

Hearing Zheng Yun's cough, Furong couldn't help but look at Zheng Yun and say to Liu Jiayi, "How could master covet the disciple's treasure? You should keep this sword."

"Yes." Liu Jiayi was not a fool. This was just a polite remark. It was a sword that her husband had worked so hard to give to her. She would use this sword to practice in the future. How could it be given to the master she had just worshipped? It was only when she saw the envious look on Furong's face that she said," as for whether this master wants it or not, that's her problem. But how can a person like Liu Jiayi not see it?" The more people like Furong, the less likely they would be to pull their faces down and do such shameless things as taking a disciple's treasure.

It can only be said that Furong still underestimated Liu Jiayi.

After a brief conversation, Furong officially accepted Liu Jiayi and placed Liu Jiayi as an official disciple of the Kingsoft sect, and was her own disciple.

"From today onwards, you will be a disciple of my sword-riding sect. Remember, from now on, the interests of the sect will be your interests, for the sect..." Furong also wanted to tell Liu Jiayi the rules of the sect.

However, Zheng Yun coughed again in the back. He only asked Liu Jiayi to learn Furong's swordplay, not to sell his wife, but to return the benefits of the clan over his own interests? That's a good idea.

Furong's eyelids twitched. Mother sold the batch and gave me a sword. You want your wife to learn the best of my Kingsoft sect for nothing. Why don't you fulfill your duty as a disciple? How could there be such a good thing in the world? After a long time resisting the urge to scold Zheng Yun, Furong shook his head and said to Liu Jiayi, "Okay, that's it. You have a backer, and I won't let you perform anything. You haven't started the most basic cultivation yet, and I don't have time to teach you this, Jian Ge!"

Hearing master's words, Jian Ge, who was still waiting below, immediately dodged over and bowed to Furong, "Master, what do you want?"

"You can take your little sister to practice, just below the dragon head peak mountain..." Furong smiled.

"Cough, cough, cough! Cough, cough, cough!" Zheng Yun coughed out of place again.

Furong's smile froze in an instant, while Liu Jiayi smiled bitterly. She knew what Zheng Yun meant.

"What are you coughing for? Go see a doctor if you're not feeling well! You can break free from the string at any time." Furong said angrily.

Zheng Yun was not worried about Furong's unhappiness at all. She just smiled and said, "Well, actually, my wife's cultivation is better taught by zhang xuelan. Men and women are not close to each other."

Jian Ge scratched his head awkwardly.

Furong took a deep breath, glared at Zheng Yun and sang to the sword, "Get off!"

"What does it have to do with me?" Jian Ge was scolded for no reason, and ran down with a sad face. Zhang Xuelan came over with a speechless face.

"You, teach little sister." Furong held the sword of the world and said to Liu Jiayi, "Jia Yi, listen to your sister. I will check your cultivation every week, okay?"

Although he was very dissatisfied with Zheng Yun, who was just giving random instructions, Furong, Liu Jiayi, the new disciple, was very satisfied. Didn't he see that he was so self-conscious that he wanted to give such a precious sword to himself? It was much better than the stingy zheng yun.