Chapter 58 Girl, you think wrong again

"Can you give me your identity?" Hearing Fang Xin's words, Fengling was stunned by a pair of big red and swollen eyes, and then stood still and played with his fingers.

Seeing this situation, Fang Xin raised his eyebrows and couldn't figure out why Fengling looked like this. After thinking for a while, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind. When he saw Feng Ling's cheeks blush again, he stood still as if he was struggling to make some decision. Fang Xin couldn't help sweating coldly and said bravely, "Girl, you're thinking wrong again."

As soon as he heard Fang Xin's frivolous name, Feng Ling was shocked. However, after hearing the meaning of Fang Xin, Feng Ling can figure out what's going on no matter no matter how stupid he is. Haofa could no longer face Fang Xin's eyes. Feng Ling stamped his feet fiercely and was so shy that he simply hid his face.

For this, Fang Xin had no choice but to smile bitterly.

The night was getting darker. While the moon was everywhere, Fang Xin sat in his courtyard for the first time and enjoyed the comfort brought by this night scene. Since he began to cultivate immortals, Fang Xin has either been practicing hard or being suppressed, and then went to practice hard because he didn't want to succumb to others. Such a cycle has made it difficult for him to relax as he is today.

Communicating with the demon soul with his mind, Fang's confidence wants to talk to the demon soul all night is also a pleasure. The only shortcoming is that he can't drink with it.

The silence in the night was broken by Fengling. She held a pot of fragrant hot soup and slowly walked to Fang Xin and whispered, "Brother Fang, you can taste the soup I just cooked."

Since he was promoted to the foundation period, Fang Xin has hardly eaten grains. However, smelling the fragrance slowly, Fang Xin could open the valley, but he still couldn't help opening his index finger.

"Well, good soup, I didn't expect your craftsmanship to be amazing." While enjoying delicious food, Fang Xin did not forget to praise Feng Ling.

Hearing Fang Xin's praise, Feng Ling smiled contentedly, but did not say much.

"Bear by the way, Feng Ling, let me discuss something with you." Seeing that a pot of soup had reached the bottom, Fang Xin reluctantly put down the soup bowl and said.

"Well, Brother Fang, if you have anything to do, just tell me. You don't need to discuss it with me." In front of Fang Xin, Feng Ling is always very reserved.

"Ha ha, it's better to discuss it. After all, I can't give you advice on your matter." Seeing that Feng Ling was still going to speak, Fang Xin quickly waved his hand and continued, "You know, because our Taihe door has special rules, and the disciple is the elder of the door, so although I haven't been in the gate for a long time, it should be no problem for me to accept apprentices in the door."

Hearing Fang Xin's words, Feng Ling vaguely thought of his plan, but did not speak, but continued to listen quietly.

"Today, I said I would give you an identity, which is to take you as an apprentice. Although I may not be able to give you much practice advice, at least with this identity, it is more convenient for you to walk at the inner door. Besides, I really don't want to hear you persuade me to do this. Even if you worship me as a teacher, if you don't like it, you don't have to salute, and I won't interfere with you. Would you like to consider my idea? Looking at Feng Ling with a smile, Fang Xin quietly waited for a reply.

After tasting the delicious and satisfied, looking at the clever Feng Ling around him, Fang Xin remembered that he had only accepted him as an apprentice before, and then began to practice, not to mention giving people a little benefit, even a little guidance. Thinking of this, Fang Xin couldn't help blushing.

And Feng Ling, who stared at Fang Xin all the time, would naturally not miss this detail. He quickly came forward and asked with a smile, "Master, what's wrong with you? Are you sick?"

Looking at the increasingly lively apprentice in front of him, Fang Xin is now starting to feel a little uny. He really didn't expect that the timid Fengling would be in such a state once he became familiar with it. He shook his head helplessly and saw that since Feng Ling called himself a master, Fang Xin simply pretended to be old-fashioned and said in a low voice, "Good disciple, how can you talk to the teacher? There are no big or small."

However, unfortunately, he was not afraid of Fang Xin's "warning" Feng Ling, which really made Fang Xin extremely depressed. After that, Fang Xin also gave up Li Wei's words and said directly to Feng Ling, "I only accepted you as an apprentice before, but I forgot to make some words. Don't blame me. I'll make up for it now." With that, Fang Xin began to release his consciousness and look for it in the storage bag.

In a short time, he took out a very beautiful silver flying sword and a skill. The flying sword is naturally one of the 24 flying swords obtained from Mozhu. It is a magic weapon at the level of medium-grade treasure, which is more than enough for the five-fold sealing spirit in the current gas refining period. Although that skill is not a treasure, it is a superior qi refining method given by Qingsong Taoists when he went to Zhaoyunmen. So strictly speaking, this skill is actually more helpful for Fengling.

Sure enough, after taking over the superior qi refining method, Feng Ling's eyes completely lit up, and he didn't even pay attention to the flying sword of the middle-quality treasure. After watching for a long time, he finally put it away as a treasure and put away the laughter on his face. The sincere letter from the other party said, "Thank you."

Fang Xin naturally knew the preciousness of this thank you, so he also nodded solemnly as a return gift. However, I thought that Feng Ling had reached the point of disdaining the things outside his body, and even looked down on the treasures. I didn't think about it, but in a blink of an eye, Feng Ling had put away the seriousness, but giggled as if he had committed a nymphomaniac holding the middle-sized treasure, and was not afraid of scratching her with a sharp flying sword.

Seeing this situation, Fang Xin can only describe his feelings as crying and laughing. Fang Xin now wants to know what the nature of this spirit is like, but unfortunately he can't figure it out for the time being.

But anyway, with Feng Ling's crazy company all day, Fang Xin also felt that time had passed much faster. In a blink of an eye, it finally came to the day when the new disciples of the world's major immortals were compared.

Because of the hegemony of Taihemen in the world's immortal gate, the new disciples of the world's immortal sect will gather in Taihemen, so Fang Xin can be so leisurely before the start of the big comparison, as long as he wait for the day of the test.

Finally, he was ready to leave. After three days of rest, Fang Xin has now reached his peak. Although it is only a cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building, because he has a lot of courage, and he has indeed mastered good killing tricks, so although he can't say that he is full of confidence for his new disciples this time, at least he doesn't think he will be in danger to his life.

walked slowly out of the courtyard. At this time, Fang Xin had even begun to think about what kind of strength his first opponent would be. However, just as he was about to walk out of the yard, Feng Ling suddenly called Fang Xin: "Master, can you take me with you? I also want to see it."

"Walking." Without any hesitation, Fang Xin waved his hand and said.