Feng Qing's words were so powerful that even Jiang Deng couldn't help but be moved.
Jiang Deng helped Feng Qing up and said, "I have decided not to accept any more disciples in this life. There is no need for us to address each other as master and disciple. If you truly want to follow me in cultivation, then you can call me Sister, just like Zhiling did."
Feng Qing was about to call for help when she suddenly remembered something. She looked at Jiang Deng seriously and asked, "Who is older, you or me?"
"Uh..." Jiang Deng's mouth twitched.
Yes, I almost forgot. She is no longer the number one female cultivator who dominated the ten regions. Now she is just a seventeen-year-old girl. Feng Qing is also seventeen years old. Maybe she is actually a few months older than her.
"That's not the point. The point is..."
“The point is!”
A sudden female voice, accompanied by the dull sound of knocking on wood, made the three people below look up in unison.
A window in Qingfeng Tower had opened at some point, and Zhan Ji poked her head out, saying unhappily, "The point is, the three of you, could you please chat a little less loudly? Do you know that some people are getting their beauty sleep?"
Three people: "..."
After scolding them, Zhan Ji looked at Feng Qing again with a bit of dissatisfaction on her face, "Sixteen, why are you practicing sword with them?"
Feng Qing pursed her lips. Not being very good at arguing, she could only say honestly, "There's no other reason. It's just because I want to."
Zhan Ji rolled her eyes. "I really don't understand you guys. What's the point of practicing swordplay? You're getting yourself all sweaty. You could use that time to get some beauty sleep and research some fashionable makeup looks! Why torture yourself like that?"
Feng Qing could only give an awkward yet polite smile.
Jiang Deng didn't care about that and greeted him enthusiastically, "Would you like to come down and practice sword fighting together? I'll teach you for free!"
Zhan Ji snorted coldly, "I don't want to! Sword practice will make my delicate hands rough, and then he won't like me anymore."
As she spoke, Zhan Ji closed the window.
Jiang Deng looked at Feng Qing and asked doubtfully, "Do you know who this "he" that Zhan Ji mentioned is?"
Feng Qing shook her head. "I don't have a close personal relationship with Zhan Ji. I only know that she had lived here long before I came to Taichu Sword Sect. She would go down the mountain at the beginning of every month and would not come back until the next morning."
Jiang Deng frowned slightly. Could it be that the 'he' Zhan Ji was talking about was her husband? Because her husband was a disciple of the Taichu Sword Sect, Zhan Ji would go down the mountain to reunite with him every month?
It sounded reasonable, but... no matter how she thought about it, it seemed a little weird.
Jiang Deng suppressed this doubt for the moment and looked at Feng Qing who was still staring at her eagerly, wondering what kind of martial arts she should teach Feng Qing.
Because the technique must correspond to the practitioner's spiritual roots, if it doesn't correspond, it is very likely to lead to slow progress in cultivation, so the technique she taught Feng Qing must be suitable for Yin spiritual roots...
“Got it!”
Jiang Deng searched through the numerous martial arts techniques in her sea of consciousness and finally found one that was suitable for Feng Qing.
The top-grade heavenly martial arts technique, the "Nine Yin Code"!
This set of skills was originally a set of the "Nine Yang Code" practiced by the fourth disciple Murong Feiran, but Jiang Deng put it aside because she had not encountered anyone with a pure yin spirit body. She did not expect that after her rebirth, she would meet someone with such a physique.
Jiang Deng used his own Chaos Power to make a copy of the Nine Yin Code, then lightly tapped Feng Qing's brow with his fingertips, "Relax, don't resist."
With Feng Qing's cooperation, the "Nine Yin Code" was successfully transmitted into Feng Qing's sea of consciousness.
The mysterious aspect of this technique is that it relies on the fact that pure yin spirits are easily attracted to evil spirits, and directly refines and absorbs the evil spirits, turning them into one's own spiritual power. This makes the practice faster than that of ordinary heaven-level techniques!
Feng Qing flipped through the martial arts techniques in his sea of consciousness. The more he looked, the brighter his eyes became, and the previous gloom in his brows disappeared.
"Master, breakfast is ready. Would you like to go to the dining hall to eat?" Manager Yan came over with a decent smile on his face.
Jiang Deng raised his hand and said, "Just bring it over."
"OK."
Manager Yan immediately turned around and left. Not long after, she not only sent someone to bring breakfast over, but also called a large group of people to bring over stone tables, stone chairs, and stone benches. It was a complete...
"Peak Master, since you practice swordsmanship here every day, do you need to set up a training ground?"
Jiang Deng's attention was already focused on the delicious food on the stone table. How could he think of anything else? He simply said, "Just figure it out for yourself."
"Okay, I'll arrange it right away." Manager Yan left in a hurry.
Jiang Deng and the other two immediately sat down in front of the stone table, on which were placed more than a dozen delicacies made with spirit beast meat, including steamed, boiled, fried, and stewed dishes. This was much more exquisite than just eating barbecue!
Is there anything more joyful than eating meat to your heart’s content?
The three of them picked up their chopsticks and put all their worries behind them.
The aroma of delicious food came into Qingfeng Tower through the gaps in the window. Zhan Ji, who was already starving, couldn't stand it anymore. She went downstairs and joined the battle.
Zhan Ji bit the braised meat viciously, as if she had a grudge against this spiritual beast.
Jiang Deng jokingly said, "Aren't you trying to lose weight and not eat meat?"
Zhan Ji didn't stop at all and ate with her belly full. "I'm not eating meat, I'm eating grief and anger! Indignation! After I finish this meal, I'll lose weight!"
The three of them couldn't help laughing.
Unexpectedly, apart from Jiang Deng who ate the most, the person who ate the second most was Zhan Ji!
"belch!"
Zhan Ji burped, slumped in the chair, and stroked her round belly.
She has been in Taichu Sword Sect for three years. Since coming here, she has not eaten a meal. She survives on the weak spiritual power in the dew and is so thin that she is just skin and bones.
As for why not to take the fasting pill?
The fasting pill is eaten by monks, which contains a large amount of spiritual power. Mortals cannot digest so much spiritual power after eating the fasting pill, and may even die from overeating.
Today's meal was the first time that Zhan Ji had eaten so much since she was born. She couldn't help but show unprecedented joy on her face.
But after a while, the joy on Zhan Ji's face suddenly disappeared. She covered her stomach and said in pain, "Why do I feel so uncomfortable in my stomach?"
Jiang Deng's mouth twitched. It was normal for mortals to eat less spirit beast meat. After all, Feng Qing, a mortal, had eaten it twice and was fine. But she really didn't expect that Zhan Ji actually ate so much!
"Why don't you try practicing too, and refine the spiritual energy, and everything will be fine." Jiang Deng said, handing Zhan Ji a spirit-testing ball, asking Zhan Ji to test her spiritual roots.
"I……"
Just as Zhan Ji was about to refuse, the spirit-detecting ball was already in her hand. Subconsciously, she followed Jiang Deng's instructions and moved her consciousness closer to the spirit-detecting ball.
The next moment, the spirit ball was filled with a lush green light. It was only this kind of light. It was obvious that Zhan Ji's spirit root was...
"Heavenly spiritual roots, single tree spiritual roots!" Jiang Deng exclaimed in surprise.
But besides being surprised, Jiang Deng was also a little puzzled. Although they both had natural spiritual roots, Zhan Ji's spiritual roots were not as bright and dazzling as Jiang Zhiling's...
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