Chapter 1182

Lu Yilan is as quick as the wind.

This moment of her, to keep up with the moment of her, is two people.

At least in the eyes of lies, the level of Kendo of these two people is very different.

One hand and foot are uncoordinated, and the other can not only dance the form of the concentrated sword technique, but also have the spirit of the concentrated sword technique.

Although the technique is still immature, this time, she has understood the rules of harmony.

Really

It's not a ghost.

The demon lord suddenly had a heart of love for talent. After Lu Yilan received the sword, he suddenly said, "for such a long time, you take care of my daily life, tell me what happened outside, live with me and help me get rid of the demons."

"I'll teach you two sets of sword techniques. Although there is no master and apprentice between you and me, but..." The demon king felt that there was a real relationship between them.

So he tossed his sleeve and said, "would you like to call me master?"

Mojun thinks his request is very high-end.

Look at his current status. Although he claims that he has only the cultivation of Yuan Dynasty, he knows what happened a long time ago! Moreover, his swordsmanship is profound at first sight -

moreover, he has ice and fire springs, tree rings, and a small house made of purple bamboo forest. He is certainly worthy of being his apprentice.

I didn't expect that he would have an apprentice after walking alone for so many years.

It's so cool.

But let the nonsense did not expect is, Lu Yilan refused him.

"False words, true king I'm sorry I can't call you master. " Lu Yilan blinked.

Falsehood: (╯｀｀ ') ╯(┻━┻

"why?" His hair has been a little windless. If Lu Yilan can't give a reasonable explanation, he is ready to stage a big change.

The immortals turn into demons. If they can't come, they will come to rob them.

So Lu Yilan quickly gave the reason, "Zhenjun, I have a mountain gate and a master. Cultivating real people is the most important thing to inherit from teachers and apprentices I have a mentor, so I can't worship another one. "

“……”

Apprenticeship?

The devil said, what the hell is that.

"What's your master's name? "That's great?"

“……”

Lu Yilan shook his head. "Master Zhenjun must have never heard of it, but anyway She is the only master I worship. "

It's a lie.

He was a little angry.

For the first time in thousands of years, I wanted to accept an apprentice, but I was rejected by the person I liked It's no use if you like me. I already have a master.

Forget it.

He didn't have to compare his height with those people in the end of the Dharma cultivation era. He snorted, "forget it, you can continue to practice sword."

"If you have a master, you have a master."

He swept away the dust and sat on the purple bamboo chair with wide sleeves. "Sometimes teachers and students need fate, just like when people in a city crowded in front of us and asked us to accept them as disciples, we said we had no chance but wanted to accept them."

Lu Yilan immediately understood the meaning of lies, a flattery quickly patted in the past, "Wow! Zhenjun, you have such a high position! There is a city for those who want to worship you as a teacher

Her boastful and flattering tone obviously satisfied the boast.

The latter hum a, indifferent say, "not only a city, I just say an approximate number."

He was, but the whole demon world! Please, please! A teacher you can't wait for!