Immortal Goddess, Please Help Me Achieve Immortality Chapter 57: How can you even lie to me?

Qiu Yinger froze in place.

She has a feeling in her heart.

Like a Muggle myself.

"Master... no wonder you don't care about those traitors, I thought..."

Qiu Yinger's pretty face flushed slightly, a little annoyed.

Shizun is a bit too much, and even lied to her.

"What do you think, you think Master is confused, don't you?"

Si Nanyan glanced at Qiu Ying'er, who seemed a little aggrieved, and smiled.

"Master, disciple... disciple doesn't mean that..."

Qiu Yinger hurriedly waved her hand and denied it.

"Okay, I know what I know as a teacher."

Si Nanyan said in a low voice: "Do you still have the token of the Palace Master that was given to you before becoming a teacher?"

"Yes, put it well."

Qiu Yinger nodded hurriedly, and stretched out her hand towards her chest.

Huh?

No.

Qiu Yinger was shocked.

"Lost it?"

Si Nanyan frowned slightly.

"No..."

Qiu Yinger's face turned pale, she dug deep again, and immediately said happily: "I found it, I found it!"

A touch of whiteness flashed by, and the token of the Palace Master appeared in her hand.

There is faint steam rising above the token.

Qiu Ying'er stretched out her hand to wipe off the cold sweat on her forehead, feeling relieved.

Don't dare to throw away this precious thing.

"Ying'er, you hide really deeply..."

Si Nanyan's eyes were deep and meaningful.

"Master, don't worry, I will take care of this token..." Qiu Yinger stroked the softness of her chest, and assured her.

"No, that's not what it means to be a teacher."

However, Si Nanyan shook his head and said, "You have hidden your token so deeply, how can you let other people steal it?"

"Huh?"

Qiu Yinger was taken aback for a moment, but immediately realized, she said, "Master... are you trying to lure people from the Zhengyang Sect... into the Wanmiao Palace?"

Si Nanyan smiled lightly and remained silent.

"Master, then you gave me this token on purpose?"

Qiu Yinger lowered her head slightly and asked weakly again.

"Yeah."

Si Nanyan nodded, and said: "There is a large array of guardians arranged by the master, and the people of Zhengyang Palace, as long as they enter the array, they will never return."

Qiu Yinger opened her small mouth slightly.

This is too much information.

She couldn't accept it.

Suddenly she seemed to remember something again, and said: "Master, then... Feng Ruoli... was chased and killed..."

"Of course I said hello, otherwise the teacher would be seriously injured, would she still go out?"

Si Nanyan raised her eyebrows and chuckled, "But she didn't expect that Zhengyangzong would send so many people to chase her down."

"Master, you...don't deal with each other..."

Qiu Yinger was a little dumbfounded.

"Your uncle, she just likes to steal my things, Wan Miao Palace is still ours after all."

Si Nanyan smiled, "Naturally, we will fight on weekdays, but it won't hurt the fundamentals. Externally, we are still on the same page."

"It turns out...it turns out...so..."

Qiu Yinger smiled unnaturally.

She has always hated Wutong Peak's lineage so much.

Co-author, you are playing house, right?

Acting for everyone to see.

"Ying'er, as a teacher, I didn't intend to hide from you."

Si Nanyan's tone was a little doting, and he said: "Your experience is still inexperienced, so I won't let you know for now."

"Master, I understand."

Qiu Yinger nodded.

Master is right.

She is really naive.

"Master, why are you telling me now."

Qiu Yinger was puzzled again.

"Because the fish has almost taken the bait, it is time to start retrieving the net."

Si Nanyan's black eyebrows were curved, showing a beautiful smile: "The teacher has retreated for so long, they must be in a hurry, if they delay, they will show their feet."

Qiu Yinger suddenly realized.

"Master, what should I do next?"

"You don't have to worry about it, just be yourself."

Si Nanyan spoke lightly.

"The disciple understands."

Qiu Ying'er didn't ask any more questions, it seems that the master wants to give Zhengyangzong a big blow.

She took a deep breath and was about to retreat when she remembered the purpose of this trip,

"By the way, Master, there is also the matter of Wen Zhixing..."

"Don't worry, I have already prepared for the teacher."

Si Nanyan smiled gently, and said, "The mother-child Gu worms have already been refined, so you can take them and plant them. This little Wen Zhixing can't turn the tide."

As soon as the words fell, a jade box fell from the sky and fell straight into Qiu Yinger's hand.

"By the way, when the Gu worms are planted, the whole sect will be notified. In the future, Wen Zhixing will be the core disciple of my Wanmiao Palace."

"What!"

Qiu Yinger was stunned again, "Master! This..."

Si Nan Yanyu waved her hand, blocking Qiu Yinger's next words, "Don't tell other people the reason, let them investigate."

"Master..."

"Didn't you hear clearly?"

Si Nanyan's eyes were fixed.

"Yes..."

Qiu Yinger didn't dare to ask any more questions, and slowly bowed and retreated.

In the secret room, it quickly became quiet.

The corners of Si Nanyan's lips raised slightly, shaking his head and laughing.

"The body of pure yang has not been found under your noses for so long, and I still need to take the initiative to tell you."

She originally thought that people from the Zhengyang sect would soon discover Wen Zhixing's physique.

I never expected that there was no response for so long.

She can only take the initiative to remind one or two.

"The pure yang body has appeared, let me see how long you can bear it!"

……

The next day.

Early in the morning, it was just dawn.

Wen Zhixing went out again.

This time, the feeling of being watched was gone.

"Huh."

Wen Zhixing also heaved a sigh of relief.

Now is his critical moment, and he doesn't want any surprises.

"A formation is really broad and profound."

The more Wen Zhixing comprehends, the more insignificant he feels.

He scratched his head and scratched his head when he saw the key points of many formations.

But his understanding of formations is getting deeper and deeper.

[After your hard work, your method of formation has entered the first level: touching the fur. 】

[The way of formation has nine realms. 】

"It's an introduction."

Wen Zhixing was overjoyed.

Immediately there was no slack, and continued to study.

Not enough.

……

In the next few days, Wen Zhixing was still soaking in the formation hall all day long.

His grasp of formations is getting deeper and deeper.

At first, some people paid attention to Wen Zhixing.

After that, I got used to it~IndoMTL.com~ However, Wen Zhixing's hard work aroused some people's fighting spirit.

Even a cauldron works so hard, they have to work harder.

……

Four days passed in a flash. .

At sunset, the formation hall slowly closed.

Wen Zhixing walked back as usual.

It's just that at this moment, he already has a plan in mind.

[After your hard work, your method of formation has entered the second stage: the first glimpse of the door. 】

"It's the second level, you should be able to successfully comprehend the blood fiend formation."

His heart was filled with joy.

Even walking with it is a little faster.

"I forgot to collect the fragments of good fortune today."

Wen Zhixing walked along the mountain road, and when he came to his residence, he found that he could still draw three good fortune fragments.

In the past few days, he has drawn 9 Creation Shards.

It's all a little numb.

The result is all gray good fortune fragments.

[Creation point +9, current creation point: 48. 】

[Current lifespan: 141. 】

Today, Japan wanted to pick a few good ones to draw again, but ended up obsessed with comprehending the formation, and simply forgot about it.

"It's okay, just let the life-defying blood body run around later."

Wen Zhixing didn't care too much.

Anyway, the life-defying blood body has not gone out recently, so let him relax.

At this moment, a prompt box suddenly popped up in front of him.

[Discover the fragments of good fortune, do you need to spend one month of life to obtain them. 】

"Huh?"

Wen Zhixing paused and frowned slightly.

Is anyone around him?

Wen Zhixing looked up, but saw bright lights in his small courtyard not far ahead.