Chapter 297: Respecting the Master, Xuantian Baolu
Qian Renjue stood up with a smile.
The pitch black slender figure behind him seemed to be squeezed out of the void.
Pale face, silver hair and bloody eyes, six wings flying across the sky.
A trace of air-conditioning circulated in this room, but it did not leak out at all.
Under his feet is the black first soul ring unfolding.
"..."
Zhu Zhuqing looked at the black soul ring, raised his arm and wiped his eyes with his sleeve.
The first soul ring is black? !
Such common words form an incredible picture.
Then two purple soul rings slowly unfolded.
Qian Renjue has a warm smile and seems to be carrying countless sins behind him.
Looking at Zhu Zhuqing, he asked loudly:
“Do you still remember my name?”
Zhu Zhuqing looked at the second black soul ring, confused. Shaked his head.
“Ha”
Qian Renjue smiled.
"In that case, let me introduce it again. Remember that I won't say it again as a teacher."
"Yes"
Zhu Zhuqing nodded seriously.
Still staring at the sixth soul ring that had appeared at Qian Renjue's feet.
Then there seemed to be some blood.
“Cough cough.”
Qian Renjue coughed twice unaccustomedly and put his hands behind his back.
"My master's name is Qian Renjue"
"The six-winged fallen angel of martial soul, a few months over sixteen years old, is now the seventy-fifth level soul saint."
The words fell.
What responded to Qian Renjue was Zhu Zhuqing's silence and stunned look.
The bloody light filled the room
Zhu Zhuqing only had the blood in his eyes, and the only sound in his ears was the sound of a thousand powerful bells.
One Hundred Thousand Years Soul Ring.
In a few months, he broke through from level 70 to level 75.
Sixteen years old.
All these things shocked Zhu Zhuqing even more than last time.
Isn’t this really an illusion?
Is she still awake?
"Huh?"
Qian Renjue raised his eyebrows and looked at the dull little face.
The voice is mixed with spiritual power.
“Remember?”
"Ah"
Zhu Zhuqing suddenly came back to his senses and looked at Qian Renjue with curiosity, fear and awe in his eyes.
He nodded heavily.
"I remember."
"That's good."
Qian Renjue nodded slightly, expressing his understanding of the various emotions in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes.
The six-winged fallen angel behind him turned into air conditioning and dissipated.
Qian Renjue sat at the table again and said with a smile: "You should also introduce yourself."
"Yes!"
Zhu Zhuqing suddenly stood up .
Stand up straight, like a student who has been called upon in class.
Under Qian Renjue’s curious eyes, he moved his steps and came to the side.
Plop——
Zhu Zhuqing suddenly knelt on his knees, raised his eyes and said:
"My name is Zhu Zhuqing, a martial spirit ghost cat, over six years old and a seventh-level soul warrior. ”
The words fell.
Zhu Zhuqing quickly bowed to Qian Renjue again.
He knocked his head heavily on the ground, as if to wake up from this absurd dream.
Bang——!
“Uh”
Following the muffled sound, Zhu Zhuqing groaned in pain and squeezed tears from the corners of his eyes.
The voice was slightly crying.
"Student, student Zhu Zhuqing has met the teacher!"
Qian Renjue couldn't help laughing, but he didn't laugh out loud after all.
“You don’t need to kneel down to become a disciple, please get up.”
Qian Renjue stretched out his hand to raise his hand.
Powerful mental power rested on Zhu Zhuqing’s petite body, She helped him up from the distance.
There is a little reminiscence in the eyes.
I didn’t expect that one day he would be someone else’s teacher.
I hope I won’t teach a traitor.
"Thank you, teacher."
Zhu Zhuqing looked at Qian Renjue in surprise.
My forehead was red and slightly bulging. I raised my hand to cover it gently.
"Come here."
Qian Renjue put away those feelings, smiled softly, and waved to Zhu Zhuqing.
"Yes"
Zhu Zhuqing moved lightly and came to Qian Renjue's side, with anxiety in his eyes.
“There are no rules for being my disciple.”
“But respecting the teacher and respecting the teachings is the most basic thing, and you must practice it.”
Said .
Qian Renjue gently pinched Zhu Zhuliang's thin shoulders. "Do you understand?"
"Zhuqing understands!"
Zhu Zhuqing nodded slightly cautiously.
"Very good, I hope you will do what you say."
Qian Renjue nodded with satisfaction and pinched her tender face gently.
He ordered softly:
"Ah Yin, it's time to work."
"Yes, master."
A Yin's gentle and respectful voice It sounded from Qian Renjue's arms.
Zhu Zhuqing had doubts in his eyes
Qian Renjue's chest suddenly moved.
In the blink of an eye, a wisp of vibrant blue-gold leaves poked out from the skirt.
Swept towards Zhu Zhuqing's forehead.
“嘤”
Zhu Zhuqing closed his eyes in fear.
There was some itching on my forehead, the warmth and pain gradually disappeared.
In my ears was Qian Renjue’s gentle voice.
"Okay, it doesn't hurt anymore."
"..."
Zhu Zhuqing opened his eyes curiously and raised his hand to touch his forehead.
Although he looked puzzled, he did not delay in thanking him.
"Thank you for the grass, teacher"
"?"
Qian Renjue frowned, but he didn't mind too much, his hands were filled with light.
"I will give you a meeting gift for my teacher."
"A meeting gift?"
Zhu Zhuqing looked curiously at the golden jade that appeared in Qian Renjue's hand.
The round ones are as thick as mooncakes.
"Teacher, what is this? A soul guide?"
"That's right."
Qian Renjue smiled.
What he held in his hand was the reward he had received from Ah Yin in the Blue Silver Forest a few years ago.
【Taoist Jade Slips】
It may contain some kind of complete inheritance.
The jade slips are divided into two parts, namely the 'teacher' and the 'disciple' jade slips.
The master-disciple relationship was established through bloodshed.
At the call of students, teachers can use jade slips to travel through space and come to teach students.
"Zhuqing, bite your index finger open."
Qian Renjue finished his instructions softly.
He bit his finger and dripped blood on the round golden jade.
“Yes”
Zhu Zhuqing responded softly.
Pinch the short jade fingers to your mouth and slowly start nibbling.
"..."
Qian Renjue held the jade in his hand and looked at Zhu Zhuqing biting his fingers, feeling speechless.
Zhu Zhuqing's face turned red and her eyes were lowered.
Putting his jade fingers in his mouth, he murmured softly: "Teacher, Zhuqing is afraid of pain."
Qian Renjue held his forehead.
"Then let the teacher help you."
The words fell.
Slender and sharp ice blades extended from Qianren Jieshi’s fingers.
"..."
Zhu Zhuqing looked at the slender blade, his face turned slightly pale, and hesitantly responded.
"Yeah."
Then he pursed his red lips, closed his eyes, and stretched out his index finger.
The delicate body trembled faintly.
"Haha. Don't worry, the teacher won't hurt you."
Qian Renjue laughed dumbly.
The ice blade in his hand lightly tapped Zhu Zhuqing's fingertips, causing them to become numb from the cold.
With a slight scratch, a wound appears and blood gushes out.
Perception is over.
Zhu Zhuqing opened his eyes again.
Watching the blue-gold grass reappear, watching my own blood dripping on the jade.
Tick tock!
The blood of master and disciple Qian Renjue was absorbed by the gold and jade sides respectively.
Click!
Cracks appeared in the jade, and the golden light inside was about to come out.
It turned into two streams of light and flew towards their eyebrows.
Zhu Zhuqing's eyes were blank, and he was stunned in place, accepting the information inside.
Qian Renjue's eyes were full of surprise.
The inheritance here
It is actually the [Xuantian Treasure Record] from the Tang Sect in another world!
I wish you all a happy life!
(End of this chapter)