Rong Kaixuan smiled bitterly and said, "Master, I am not careful in my opinion, please forgive me."
When Wang Xiaoxiao was shaking with the special care of the unknown ancestor, Rong Kaixuan was indeed angry and made a move to resist without thinking.
However, now that he calmed down, he immediately understood that with the ability of the ancestor, how could he not recognize the magic of the potential technique contained in the healing light - use. If the ancestor wanted to hurt Wang Xiaoxiao, how could he resist it?
Live.
The old man Quexing was about to continue teaching his lesson, but the Wuming Ancestor shook his hand gently.
His eyes fell on Wang Xiaoxiao, and his expression seemed to have a hint of regret.
The old woman took a step forward and said respectfully: "Master, this little girl has outstanding talent and has cultivated potential skills and fulfilled her last wish. However, she has a rare disease and her disciples are helpless."
Rong Kaixuan's heart was shaking, and he immediately remembered all the previous ones.
Wang Xiaoxiao's attitude towards him has always been quite strange. When she is intimate, she always seems to have an invisible barrier, and it seems that there is always something in her heart that she can't let go.
Rong Kaixuan had long been suspicious of this, but now he has completely realized it.
His face suddenly changed a lot. He looked at the beautiful man in his arms and felt a little painful in his heart.
The nameless ancestor sighed and said, "This is a congenital disease, and I am also powerless."
Rong Kaixuan suddenly looked up. He could no longer care about the huge identity gap between them and asked in a trembling voice: "Old ancestor, is there really no way?"
The old ancestor Wuming hesitated for a moment and said slowly: "If there is enough elixir, it may be able to make her live a few more years. But if she wants to recover..." He shook his head slightly, with regret in his eyes.
He has lived for so many years and has never seen any kind of genius.
Although Wang Xiaoxiao has learned the potential technique and is indifferent to one in a million, so what? The performance of Rong Kaixuan and others has indeed made him look at him with admiration.
As his eyes narrowed, his deep eyes swept across Rong Kaixuan and the other two.
Meng Yan's scalp was slightly numb, and his heart became nervous, but Rong Kaixuan's eyes fell on Wang Xiaoxiao. I don't know what he was thinking about. Only Rong Kaiyi smiled and seemed to care about it at all. Because he had
He knew that with Rong Kaixuan and Meng Yan in front, he would never be favored by the ancestor, so he never had the luxury of worshipping under the ancestor.
After a long time, the unknown ancestor suddenly asked, "Why are you practicing spiritual power and martial arts?"
The three of them were stunned. Even Rong Kaixuan raised his head. They looked at the ancestor in surprise, not understanding why he asked such a question.
The unknown ancestor stretched out his hand and said, "You talk first."
Meng Yan pondered for a moment and said, "I want to practice martial arts to join your disciple and be promoted to the position of master in the future."
The old ancestor Wuming glanced at him deeply, shook his head slowly, and sighed: "Meng Yan, when you took action, you have seen through your original heart, why are you confused now?"
Meng Yan was shocked and he looked at the ancestor in a daze.
On that extremely old face, there were bright eyes like the starry sky.
When he saw these eyes, his heart suddenly flashed. Unconsciously, scenes of past experiences appeared in his heart.
Since childhood, he has been practicing martial arts under the training of Rong Jiexuan.
Although Rong Jiexuan was a spiritist, he was a disciple of the nameless ancestor after all, and it was more than enough to guide Meng Yan at that time.
When Meng Yan was promoted to the level of the master, Rong Jiexuan sent him to the sect of the old man Quexing, and from then on he began his real martial arts practice. During that period, he was full of energy and devoted himself to the cultivation of martial arts.
At the same time, many things that were hard to describe happened to him, and many people broke into his life.
Falling with Wu Yuehan at first sight, even under Wu Runqing's strong opposition, they still went hand in hand to the end.
In the secret realm, he met Rong Kaixuan. Under the pressure of the heart-devouring gods and demons, he became a follower of Rong Kaixuan. Although he had some grudges in his heart at the beginning, he was already willing to do so.
Rong Kaiyi, this silent big boy, has gone from obscurity to now, and has also begun to emerge and gradually keep up with his footsteps.
With a slightly converging eyes, Meng Yan thought of the old man Quxingxing, and the elder brother Lin Nong who practiced hard to break through the innate limit.
Everything flashed through his mind like a quick glance.
My heart, what is my heart?
He thought of the sword that had just happened. The three of them joined forces, and even when facing the nameless ancestor, they fought without hesitation.
At that moment, he forgot everything, and the three brothers were in harmony with each other, as if they were twisted into a rope.
He could never forget that feeling in this life. But, what does this have to do with his original heart? His brows frowned slightly. He seemed to have thought of something, but he seemed to be even more confused.
The nameless ancestor withdrew his gaze, fell on Rong Kaixuan, and said slowly: "Where are you."
Looking at those charming gazes, Rong Kaixuan seemed to be a little cowardly.!
His talent is actually far less exaggerated than everyone imagined. He has been practicing hard since childhood, and he cannot even cultivate a trace of true energy.
If it weren't for the ball in his mind, he would have been afraid that he would still be suffering from wind and sun in other courtyards and practiced basic boxing techniques.
However, at that time, he had a very clear goal.
Cultivate true qi, fulfill my father's wishes, and integrate into my family.
But now, this wish has been fulfilled long ago.
Not only did he successfully integrate into his family, but he now has a good status in the family and can even be compared with the clan elders.
Such achievements far exceeded my father's expectations of him.
Although he has been in danger many times since then, in the final analysis, it seems that he has never taken the initiative to pursue it, but has always followed the trend.
What do I want to do when I practice spiritual power and martial arts?
This question suddenly flashed through my mind.
Slowly, he lowered his eyes, looked at the unconscious jade man in his arms, and felt the real heavy weight. Rong Kaixuan took a deep breath, and he said slowly: "Old ancestor, disciples practice spiritual martial arts,
I want to gain greater strength.”
The nameless ancestor said with interest: "What do you want to do after you get greater strength?"
Rong Kaixuan looked up with a solemn expression and said, "I believe that Xiaoxiao's hidden disease must be cured, and I will definitely restore her to the same as before."
His words were firm and decisive, as if they were hitting the ground with a nail, deeply embedded in it, making people unable to have any slightest doubt.
The nameless ancestor smiled suddenly, and the countless wrinkles on his face dispersed and became strange: "Good boy, do you know that even I am not sure about this, hehe, you want to save her unless you
Can you surpass me... do you still have confidence?"
Rong Kaixuan's eyebrows pounded, and he said in surprise: "Old ancestor, can you save her as long as you can surpass you?"
The old man Quexing was stunned. Their eyes of Rong Kaixuan were full of strangeness.
This ignorant bastard who is not aware of the world, surpasses the ancestor? Is this what you can expect?
The old ancestor Wuming was stunned, then laughed happily and said, "Yes, if you can surpass me, you may really have a way to get rid of her disease." Chang Huai laughed for a while and said, "Little one."
Guy, work harder, I look forward to the day when you surpass me."
Rong Kaixuan nodded heavily, and his eyes gradually became firm.
What an illusory goal to surpass the nameless ancestor. Not to mention taking action, even if you just have such a thought, it will make people laugh out loud.
But looking at the calm Rong Kaixuan, a strange thought suddenly appeared in the hearts of the eight masters.
This kid wouldn't take the ancestor's joke seriously.
Finally, the Unknown Ancestor's eyes fell on Rong Kaiyi.
Rong Kaiyi first realized nothing, but slowly, even he, who was quite slow, realized something was wrong.
Because everyone, including the eight masters, focused on him, Rong Kaiyi looked around for no reason, pointed at his nose and said in surprise: "Do I want to say too?"
The old man Quexing said angrily: "Nonsense, my ancestor asked you why you want to practice martial arts."
Rong Kaiyi opened his mouth and blushed. After a while, he said, "I have the talent to practice martial arts, so naturally I have to practice martial arts..." His voice became lower and lower, and he said, "I have tried it too."
The spiritual practice has been achieved without gaining nothing.”
Everyone looked at each other, laughing and crying.
"Rong Kaiyi." The old man Quexing said angrily: "The ancestor is asking you what purpose is your practice of martial arts."
"Purpose?" Rong Kaiyi was stunned. He turned his head, thought for a moment, and finally said, "I practice martial arts to protect Triomphe." He disturbed his scalp and said somewhat embarrassedly: "In fact, Triomphe is with Triomphe.
The junior brother's strength does not require my protection at all. But I am still his follower at least." He straightened his chest and said, "No one can hurt the triumph before I die."
Everyone was stunned. Is he practicing martial arts just for this purpose?
When they came to Free City, there were countless warriors who wanted to worship under the ancestors. Among these people, although there were many mediocre talents who were just trying to reach the sky in one step, they had more prides from heaven.
Each of them is a genius, a true genius from various major families and major forces.
The reason why they practice hard is naturally different.
However, how many people can look at the world if they work so hard to become a qualified follower?
Meng Yan suddenly looked up, and he looked at Rong Kaiyi in surprise, and his fists slowly clenched.
"Okay." A smile slowly appeared on the face of the unknown ancestor. He closed his eyes that looked like the night sky and said, "I have decided, Rong Kaiyi, you should become a disciple."