Chapter 882

She was refreshed from this sleep, so she had to hand in her homework. Although no one accepted it, Jiang Chan couldn't get through the trouble in her heart. Frankly, it was a kind of constraint imposed by highly self-disciplined people, and it would not change easily.

When Jiang Chan finished waving 30000 swords, Mingfeng sounded with wine: "this rattan bed is good. I will accept it as a teacher."

Jiang Chan kept waving her sword, "master, take it if you like."

What else can she do? Her master has a rogue spirit in her bones. It doesn't make sense to reason with him. Of course, he is her master, and she has only filial piety for what he likes.

Mingfeng lay obliquely on the mat and looked at Jiang Chan's homework: "half a month's homework, but you're busy."

Jiang chanmei's eyes did not move: "cultivation is like this. The daily plan should not be broken. I was slack before."

Mingfeng said no more. Although he didn't agree with Jiang Chan's strict cultivation method, he had to admit that only those who are strict with themselves can come to the end.

Make up the homework of the previous day, Jiang Chan's arm can't lift up.

Lying on the sedentary grass, Jiang cicada looked at the sky. It was already late at night, with stars in the dark blue night, and the starlight was particularly soft.

Looking at the stars all over the sky, Jiang Chan unconsciously carried the formula of stars. At this moment, she seemed to feel that she had established a relationship with the stars in the sky. Her eyes gradually blurred and her aura rushed around her.

Mingfeng's hand drank wine. Well, he was jealous. Is this the advantage of full value jinlinggen? Can you see a star? He's not bad, is he? Why didn't such a good thing find him?

Jiang Chan's mind was immersed in the stars. She watched the meteor across the sky and brought that moment of brilliance. She unconsciously held Xuanli sword.

At first, he stumbled and his movements were strange. Later, he became more and more skilled. The switching between sword moves became more and more harmonious and casual. Looking at the brightest star in the night sky, the tip of Jiang Chan's sword shook, as if a bit of star awn flew down from the night and fell on the tip of Xuanli's sword.

Mingfeng stares. Is this a self created sword move? It looks good.

This is not over. After the tip of the sword touched the star awn, Jiang Chan stood up and Xuanli waved the sword horizontally. The power of the stars with a sword meaning, all within a radius of 50 meters were stirred to pieces.

Mingfeng quickly covered herself with a protective shield. The girl was indiscriminate attack at this time. If he didn't block the ground quickly, he would have to be splashed all over his face.

With a sword, Jiang Chan's consciousness gradually came back. Looking at the lack of grass around, Jiang Chan was surprised to pick her eyebrow. Don't say it's her masterpiece?

"You did it! It's a good move. If you improve your accomplishments in the future, it will be more powerful." Mingfeng stopped drinking and looked less serious.

Jiang Chan smiled, which showed that although Feng was a little rogue, he could still carry the business clearly. It is estimated that drinking is only one side of him?

"Thank you, master, for taking care of me." Jiang Chan gave a gift to Mingfeng and said sincerely.

Mingfeng winked and said that he, a little apprentice, has a Qiqiao and exquisite heart? Don't say it's ironing.

"Your skill is good. I think it's your own adventure. Don't talk about it easily. If you have the right skill, I won't find it for you. It also saves me a lot of things."

After only three seconds, Mingfeng lay down again.

Jiang Chan took a puff from the corner of her mouth, sat cross legged and looked up at the stars in the sky. At that moment, it was particularly wonderful. It seemed that her whole person would become one with these stars.

This feeling comes and goes quickly. Now it is impossible to find this feeling again.

However, it seems a little tired to look at the stars with her head up. Jiang Chan has been wondering whether to choose a higher place to see the starry sky? It seems that the main hall of Jianzong is good.

"Master, what do you think of my idea of going to the top of the hall of Jianzong to see the stars?"

Mingfeng glared: "ambition is not small. Unfortunately, not everyone has gone there. I still want to drink above the hall. Mingwei, who is careful, refused."

Well, Jiang Chan shrugged. She'd better stay in Wuji peak honestly.

"Girl, didn't you dig out your sword bone? How can you create your own sword move?" Mingfeng suddenly asked, staring at the starry sky.

Jiang Chan smiled and said, "maybe it's my talent? Outstanding talent?"

"Cheeky! Once you have an epiphany, I think your cultivation will soon reach the 12th floor of Qi refining. Consolidate your cultivation on Wuji peak in the next few days. I'll help you get back that cold pool tomorrow. Do you think that little silverfish can be brought back to raise?"

"Maybe. Why don't you try, master?"

"That's OK. The dried fish tastes good."

Looking back, she was a little tired. Jiang Chan simply lay on her back and looked at Jiang Chan's forthright action. Mingfeng's eyes flashed a trace of appreciation.

He is a little disciple. On the surface, he seems to follow the rules. In fact, he is a very presumptuous person inside. She seems to pay no attention to these rules, but she has her own code of conduct.

In short, this is a very casual person. When he first saw her, he noticed this contradictory character in her.

The master and apprentice were lying on the mat, the other on the ground. The one lying on the mat drank a little wine from time to time, and the one lying on the ground was forced to swallow water by smelling the wine.

"Shifu, you are really unkind. If you drink, let the disciples smell the wine." after two seconds, Jiang Chan couldn't help but speak.

"This is the fruit wine that I drank before the golden elixir. It's cheap. I want to drink it myself in the future. There are still a lot of fruit trees on Wuji peak."

Mingfeng thought about it, pulled off his storage bracelet, found a wine gourd and threw it to Jiang Chan.

When Jiang Chan unscrewed the gourd, a smell of wine came to her nostrils, with wisps of sweetness. She took a shallow sip. "Good wine!"

She hasn't drunk in real society, but after so many worlds, how can she not have drunk? Mingfeng's fruit wine is the best wine. It's tasteless to drink anything else.

Unconsciously, after drinking more than ten mouthfuls, it seems that the wine in the wine gourd will never decrease.

On the one hand, Jiang Chan was happy to get the wine gourd. On the other hand, when she thought of the storage bracelet given by Mingfeng when she worshipped the teacher, Jiang Chan suddenly had a guess in her heart.

"Shifu, you're so poor that you can't use all your wealth to make wine? There's nothing in the storage bracelet you gave me. They all say that sword repair is poor, but you're so poor. It's the first time I've seen you."