No wonder the master is so nervous about the senior sister, and is willing to heal the senior sister every time.
Just why is it the senior sister and not someone else?
Obviously she also grew up in front of her master.
Yunluo unconsciously took a step back, stepped on a dead branch, and made a small sound.
This voice attracted the attention of both Fan Wuya and Zhao Miaomiao.
Fan Wuya looked at her with a frown, opened his lips and said, "Come here."
Yunluo wanted to run away, but was caught by two people, so she had to pass reluctantly.
"Morning, Master, morning, Senior Sister."
"Are you lazy again today? You have been up and practicing for a long time since you are feeling unwell, why did you come?" Fan Wuya said sternly, with raised eyebrows and raised eyes.
The reason why he accepted Yunluo as his apprentice was because she was highly talented and a good seed for cultivating immortality.
But the more Yunluo grew up, the more distracted her mind became.
Compared with Feng Qingyan, she is really tired and lazy.
Fan Wuya has always been strict in teaching them to practice, and never slack off.
As he grew older, Feng Qingyan's performance has always been very good, and he does not need to put too much thought on it, so Fan Wuya seems to be more tolerant of Feng Qingyan.
However, Yunluo's laxity faced Fan Wuya's more serious teaching attitude.
Fan Wuya wholeheartedly wants to be good for her, but Yunluo is now trapped by love, so she doesn't understand his painstaking efforts at all.
"II'm not feeling well either." Yunluo said angrily.
"What's wrong with you? You run around with those senior brothers every day, and you don't look like a disciple of cultivating immortals at all!" Fan Wuya said coldly.
"Master, II don't have one!" Yunluo raised her head with a condescending expression.
"Nothing? Let me ask you, which chapter of the Taishang Wuji Hunyuan Mantra have you read? How far have you practiced the Qiankun Tiandi Xianshu? What level have you practiced your own Fire Spiritualism?"
One sentence after another, Fan Wuya's words hit Yunluo's heart like a sap.
"answer."
"Too I read the fifth chapter of the Taishang Wuji Hunyuan Mantra. I have practiced the magic of heaven and earth, and I have reached the eighth level of the holy art of the East pole, the fire spirit art." Yunluo said timidly.
"Except for your Fire Spirit Art, your senior sister has completed all of them. Just now, she realized the Ice Element Immortal Art by herself. Yunluo, think about it carefully." Fan Wuya said bitterly.
If this is a male disciple, he can just whip a few times.
It happened that this was a female disciple, so he could only endure it and teach him a few words with a straight face.
Yunluo bit her lower lip tightly, unwillingness and resentment appeared on her drooping face.
Her tears kept rolling in her eyes, Qi Qi Ai Ai said, "Master, I'm sorry. I was wrong."
Fan Wuya sighed, and waved his sleeves, "It's good to know you're wrong."
A paper crane flew from a distance and landed on Fan Wuya's hand.
This is the suzerain of Xianmen summoned him.
Fan Wuya crushed the paper crane, and said to the two disciples, "Keep practicing. Don't try to be brave, and rest more when you are tired. Yunluo, you need to practice more."
"Yes, master." Zhao Miaomiao looked like a well-behaved apprentice.
Fan Wuya Yujian left.
Zhao Miaomiao looked up at Fan Wuya's leaving figure, then turned to look at Yunluo inadvertently.
The other party was looking at her with extremely jealous and resentful eyes.
"What's wrong? Junior sister. Why are you looking at me like this?" Zhao Miaomiao smiled slightly. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com