"Sister, I'm really fine. Yan Ying hasn't bothered me for a long time. She has changed a lot..." Cen Ji explained.
He understood that Mu Siyue wanted him to stop being bullied, but Yan Ying was no longer the same Yan Ying as before, and she would not cause trouble for him.
"Aji, how can a person change? I'm afraid you have been deceived by her." Mu Siyue frowned.
Why, why even Cen Ji doesn't listen to her now.
What kind of magic did Yan Ying use? She is indeed a disaster. She must have used some improper means to confuse them.
"Aji..."
"Cen Ji! Open the door! I'm coming in!"
Wu Bai's voice came from outside the door, interrupting Mu Siyue's words.
Mu Siyue glanced coldly at the door and then looked away.
Wu Bai kicked the door open and was about to enter the house with a lunch box in his hand.
"What are you doing? Who is this?"
Mu Siyue had her back to Wu Bai, who was looking at her with her neck stretched out.
"Aji, think carefully about what your sister said. I'm leaving first." Mu Siyue said as she stood up.
"Goodbye, sister." Cen Ji sent Mu Siyue to the door, then turned around and looked at Wu Bai coldly.
This person is so annoying and doesn't even realize it. He always comes at the wrong time.
"What a coincidence you left. Now let's have dinner!" Wu Bai put the lunch box on the table with a smile.
What do you mean it’s a coincidence that she left? Didn’t her sister leave because he came?
"Did Yan Ying ask you to do all this?" Cen Ji asked with a frown.
Wu Bai nodded. He didn't know what blessings Cen Ji had accumulated in his previous life that Yan Ying's attitude towards him had changed so much.
To be honest, Senior Sister Yan was really scary before. He would run away two miles away at the first sign of trouble. But now that he has become more familiar with her, he found that she is not so arrogant and unreasonable.
Now she has become his god of wealth and protects him in the sect. He has gained a lot of face in front of those outer disciples, and he wants to worship her.
"Eat quickly, this is the meal I made myself. It's a balanced combination of meat and vegetables!" Wu Bai smiled and placed two bowls of rice on the table.
Cen Ji looked at Wu Bai in silence.
This morning, he brought breakfast into his room before daybreak and even ate breakfast with him face to face.
Sure enough, he wanted to eat lunch at the same table with him again.
Cen Ji's spiritual roots have now recovered more than half, but he still cannot find out what level his cultivation has reached. Although his spiritual power is very strong, he still feels hungry and has not practiced fasting.
Cen Ji sat at the table and picked up the chopsticks.
He would not refuse to eat the food that was delivered to his door.
Wu Bai smiled and naturally picked up a chicken leg and put it into Chen Jing's bowl.
Cen Ji looked up at Wu Bai in confusion. It wasn't enough for him to eat his own food, but he still wanted to pick up some food for him...
"I have my own hands." Cen Ji said coldly.
Wu Bai curled his lips as he watched Cen Ji take a bite of the chicken leg. This guy was really stubborn. He said in the morning that he couldn't get any food, but he was eating it with relish.
......
"Junior sister, are you there?"
Yan Ying was studying the spells on the table when she heard a knock on the door. "Second Brother, come in."
Wu Lin pushed open the door and walked into the room, looking at Yan Ying sitting at the table with several books spread out in front of her.
"Is the sun rising from the west? You're working so hard."
"Second brother, you came at the right time. Can you take a look at what's wrong with my talisman? No matter how I draw it, it's not right?" Yan Ying said with a worried look on her face.
Wu Lin took Yan Ying's talisman and frowned. "Junior Sister, the placement you drew is wrong. This should be on the first floor..."
"It's too difficult!" Yan Ying was almost going crazy. This talisman was much harder to draw than she had imagined.
"Junior sister, drawing talismans does depend on talent. Why don't you try practicing more?" Wu Lin said with a smile.
"By the way, Second Brother, what do you want to talk to me about?" Yan Ying raised her head and looked at Wu Lin and asked.
"Oh, didn't you ask me for a magic sword before? I just happened to get one these days." A long sword appeared out of thin air in Wu Lin's hand.
The long sword was bronze in color, had a lot of rust on it, and the blade was particularly sharp.
"This is..." Yan Ying looked at the sword in Wu Lin's hand.
My goodness, this sword looks older than her two lifetimes combined. This can’t be an antique. Can it be used?
"Don't look at it because it's old. It's a sixth-grade top-grade spiritual sword. Although it's a bit blunt, it can definitely be used to fly the sword." Wu Lin placed the spiritual sword on the table in front of Yan Ying.
He bought this sword at the largest spiritual market at the foot of the mountain. Although it only cost a few spirit stones, he thought it was a good sword. He just remembered that Yan Ying said she wanted to learn how to fly a sword, so he brought it back.
The sword needed for sword control mainly depends on its grade, not its sharpness.
Flying a sword is difficult to learn and consumes spiritual energy. Anyway, he did not learn to fly a sword. After all, there are talismans that can replace the speed of walking, so few cultivators learn to fly a sword.
"Senior Brother, I don't really want to learn now. You should keep this sword for yourself." Yan Ying smiled helplessly.
Whenever she thought of this, she wanted to slap the system in the face for wasting her points.
[System: You didn't ask clearly. (Quietly)]
"It's useless for me to keep it, so I'll give it to you. By the way, Master went down the mountain this morning to find a spiritual weapon for you." He Qing still couldn't find Master today, so he told him that Master had gone down the mountain.
"Thank you, senior brother." Yan Ying put the sword into the Qiankun bag. After all, she couldn't let down her second senior brother's kindness. She would return him a good treasure in the future.
"Master, why didn't you take me with you?" Yan Ying asked. The master was supposed to bring his disciples down the mountain, so why did he go to look for him by himself?
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