Ye Nanyin didn't expect that his master knew quite a lot.
"Listening to what you said, the Demon Lord of the Northern Territory is not a heinous person. Why did she disappear? Why did the demons also disappear? The demons have disappeared, and they haven't done any bad things, right? Why did she become like this?
Can’t we even mention the current taboo?”
She looked at Nangong Xiao eagerly with her big eyes that were seeking knowledge.
Nangong Xiao was immediately confused by the question. He pondered for a while and then gave up on himself and said: "Little disciple, you have so many questions. The Demon Lord of the Northern Territory was a person who lived ten thousand years ago. How can I know so much about your master? To be honest,
Your master and I have never even met a demon clan member, so how can we know so much about the demon clan? However... the temple has always preached that the demon clan is evil and brings harm to the world, and everyone can punish them. Maybe the demon clan has been punished long ago.
They can't be killed, maybe the demons exist in a more advanced cultivation field."
Hearing this, Ye Nanyin narrowed his eyes and asked, "Are there other spiritual realms for cultivation in this Eight Desolate Continent?"
"Little disciple! This is because you lack knowledge!" Nangong Xiao raised his lips, "This higher realm can only be entered after reaching the peak of the spiritual god. The cultivation method of this realm we are in now,
It’s just the threshold for becoming a god.”
As soon as she finished speaking, Nangong Xiao saw her inquiring eyes again, and hurriedly added, "Little disciple, don't ask me what the higher realm is like, and you can't tell what my master's level of cultivation is?
I don’t think I have the qualifications to be a teacher, but I’m afraid I won’t be able to reach a higher level in this life.”
Nangong Xiao suddenly felt melancholy. Apart from refining weapons, he was really... useless.
The little apprentice is different. His little apprentice is not a normal person.
Fortunately, he acted quickly and found the treasure!
"Master!" Ye Nanyin suddenly laughed. That childish little face obviously had no lethality at all, but Nangong Xiao felt a chill running down his spine at that moment.
"Huh? What...what happened?"
"I will provide you with all kinds of divine elixirs suitable for cultivation. You...even if you climb, you must help me climb to a higher realm. Of course, there will also be a master!"
Nangong Xiao swallowed hard when he heard the sound, "Little apprentice? Are you serious?"
Nangong Xiao had never thought about climbing to higher realms.
His level of cultivation has long since stopped here.
"Do you think I'm joking?" The smile on Ye Nanyin's lips disappeared in an instant, "If you can't climb up, I will bully my master and destroy my ancestors, and I will not recognize you as my master from now on."
Nangong Xiao: “…”
"Little apprentice, your mother is right in scolding you, you are just a little brat! And! I know! If you want to bully your master and destroy your ancestors, do it in your next life!"
After saying that, Nangong Xiao couldn't help but feel happy. His fighting spirit for cultivation, which he had not ignited for so many years, was ignited by his little apprentice with just two words!
Having an excellent little apprentice...is also a kind of trouble!
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Prince's Mansion.
Feng Qianmo sat exhausted at the desk, rubbing his head irritably. Then, as if he thought of something, he took out the pile of papyrus from the storage space, and a wry smile appeared on his lips.
"Reward? Haha..."
He casually spread out the manuscript paper and flipped through it one by one, his expression froze little by little.
this……
He stood up abruptly, dug out the book left behind by his ancestors... only half of the incomplete book on the art of controlling beasts was left, and compared it.
Exactly the same, the handwriting, the painting style! It was exactly the same. What Ye Nanyin gave him was a complete book on the art of controlling beasts.
There are still some traces of freshly dried ink on the edges of the papyrus, indicating that this complete book was drawn by her.
How is this possible?
Feng Qianmo's already aching head couldn't turn around, so he grabbed the pile of manuscript papers and rushed out of the study.
…
Here, Ye Nanyin had just seen off his master and his wife, and was standing at the door of the princess's palace for a moment.
Xiao Qianxue must have heard her rejection of her brother, otherwise the message would not have been sent to her, and she would have stayed in the emperor's palace.
The little girl even forgot about going to find her third brother. She seemed to be very sad.
But just when she wanted to go back, she saw a slender figure running towards her, panting.
Ye Nanyin squinted her eyes. In the dark night, she actually saw clearly the pile of papyrus in his hand, and she immediately knew who the person was.
"Come in and talk."
She slowly returned to the bedroom. Feng Qianmo was breathing heavily and followed her unhurriedly, thinking about how to ask appropriately.
Thinking about it now, he was so impulsive, his mind was completely blank, and he still hasn't reacted yet.
"You want to ask me why I know the art of controlling beasts, right?"
Ye Nanyin walked to the desk, spread out the book about the Dragon and Phoenix Empire, and found the introductory picture about their ancestors.
"If I said, this person is me, would you believe it?"
Feng Qianmo: "..." His mind is no longer blank, but empty!
Looking at his dumbfounded look, Ye Nanyin suddenly felt relieved, "It doesn't matter if you don't believe it. Let me make it clearer. I may be your ancestor, because the art of controlling beasts was created by me and is unique to me.
The art of controlling beasts.”
Feng Qianmo: "..."
His eyes were almost bulging out of shock, and he was holding on to the table, supporting his tall body that was almost swaying.
"..." Feng Qianmo wanted to say something dirty, but his good manners made him hold back!
"Do you have any more questions? My...descendants!" Ye Nanyin blinked her big eyes and asked him with a black heart.
Feng Qianmo held it in for a long time, and just when he thought he was about to suffocate to death, he choked out a sentence, "Why...why are you like this?"
"Do you even need to ask? He must have been harmed by someone." Ye Nanyin gave him an ambiguous answer.
Feng Qianmo slowly took a breath and asked again: "Then you... have lived for nearly ten thousand years? Why are you so weak?"
"Haha!" Ye Nanyin sneered twice, "Don't ask these useless questions. If you ask, you will be harmed by others. If I am just a little bit stronger now, I won't explain to you, a descendant, here."
"Hahaha..." Seeing her irritable and patient look, Feng Qianmo couldn't help but burst out laughing, and she laughed very loudly.
Ye Nanyin: "..."
Just when she thought Feng Qianmo was crazy, he suddenly stopped laughing and sat down on a chair beside him in a dejected manner.
"I am a dragon and phoenix prince. It's so fucking exciting! I actually got the favor of my ancestors."
Ye Nanyin raised her eyebrows. It was hard to imagine that Feng Qianmo, a well-behaved and well-educated prince, could also use swear words.
Maybe it’s because of the excitement!
"What? You don't believe it?" She also wanted to say something bad. She kept saying it for a long time, but it didn't have any credibility at all. What the hell did she explain!