Leading the entire sect to victory, this useless girl amazed the world of cultivation!

Chapter 1301 Extra 4: If I Hadn’t Met You (3)

Ji Wushuang didn't have any other intention in what he said, he just felt that he had no talent.

The horror of ghosts lies in their ability to control people's hearts, no matter what race, whether it is human heart, Taoist heart, devilish heart, etc., they are all the same.

Ji Wushuang believed that as long as the succubus in front of him was willing, he could captivate everyone with just a flick of his finger.

And she...

Well, she'd better forget it.

Mingtong didn't expect to hear this answer. She laughed so hard that she fell forward and backward. Her shaking appearance made Ji Wushuang dare not look at her.

But just in this moment of distraction, Ji Wushuang was suppressed by an invisible sword intent and fell to the ground with a "thump".

Sword Intention? !

This succubus is actually a sword cultivator? !

Before Ji Wushuang could get up from the ground, Mingtong said with a smile: "My dear disciple, there is no need for such a grand ceremony. Just a token of your appreciation will suffice. Master will take care of you. Hurry up and get up~"

Ji Wushuang: “???”

Ji Wushuang was lifted up by Mingtong's spiritual sense with a confused look on his face. Then she waved her hand casually, and the forbidden formation that imprisoned Ji Wushuang was broken on the spot.

The shattered array pattern turned into stardust all over the sky, lingering around Mingtong, and then turned into powder inch by inch.

Ji Wushuang's eyes slightly opened, as if he was curious, but he didn't know how to start. Mingtong said cheerfully: "Don't be too particular. Remember one sentence, one force can break all methods. When your sword practice reaches the extreme, no matter what kind of sky-covering formation you want to break, you can break it."

Ji Wushuang blinked and said in shock: "Really?"

Mingtong was touched by her curious baby-like expression. After a long while, he rubbed her head "from a distance" and said, "Of course it's true. As long as you practice swordsmanship with me, Master will make sure you become the best swordsman in the world."

"..."

"Why aren't you talking? Don't you believe in Master?"

"...No." Ji Wushuang still had some judgment. The sword intent of the demon in front of her was far superior to hers. If her sword intent was a wild and wild sword intent honed from death and killing, then her sword was even more natural and perfect, and had the harmony of Taoism.

"Then why are you still unwilling to call me Master?"

“…The number one swordsman in the world is not good, and the number one swordsman in the world is not good at practicing?”

Mingtong was stunned for a moment, laughing so hard that her stomach hurt.

"Hahahaha, okay, okay, I was wrong. He is the best swordsman in the world!"

Ji Wushuang met the bright eyes that were sparkling with smiles, but he never uttered the word "Master".

But Mingtong didn't mind. He first summoned the "water spirit" to brush Ji Wushuang inside and out, and even Wuming was not spared. He found a set of clothes for her to put on, and then took her back to his cave like a kitten.

……

The days when Ji Wushuang and Mingtong studied Taoism were the most peaceful and comfortable days in her life.

Although Mingtong was not a very qualified master and was too busy drunken and dreaming all day to remind her to practice, she could tell where Ji Wushuang's shortcomings were with just one look. Ji Wushuang felt that she was even better than the predecessors of the Xuanyuan family.

After her guidance, Ji Wushuang's sword skills improved rapidly, his complexion gradually became rosy and healthy, and even his skinny body gradually became healthy.

Sometimes Ji Wushuang even felt that Mingtong was not his master, but his dining partner.

What she always says all day long is: "You are too thin", "Eat more", "Girls should be rosy, strong and healthy to look good", "Anyone who wants you to be weak and delicate is your enemy"!

Ji Wushuang also gradually got used to getting along with Mingtong. She was not only strong and beautiful, but also extremely free and easy, like a gust of breeze, not stopping for anyone, nor hesitating for anyone.

This is the look that Ji Wushuang envied...

She taught her a lot.

About how to feel the wind, frost, rain and dew, how to experience the changes of time, how to show joy, anger, sorrow and happiness, etc.

She told her that spiritual practice was indeed an endless and thorny journey, but how could the scenery along the way not be considered a part of it?

Don't be too anxious, don't walk too fast, don't rush.

If you feel tired, look up at the sky, the clouds, the red glow, and all living beings...

The posture of life is also worth stopping to appreciate.

Ji Wushuang originally thought that he and his master would continue on this path until one day, a giant dragon that covered the sky and swallowed the sun and the moon, stepped on thunder and wind and clouds, and hovered outside Mingtong's cave like an inverted Milky Way.

——Tong, time is running out.

Looking at the power of laws hidden in the dragon's eyes, Ji Wushuang knew at that moment that it was time for him and Mingtong to part ways.

The giant dragon only glanced at Ji Wushuang once, then turned away coldly and waited quietly for Mingtong.

Mingtong changed into a solemn and gorgeous dress and slowly walked towards Ji Wushuang.

Finally, she stopped in front of her, her beautiful eyes locked on Ji Wushuang, and she said solemnly: "Xiao Wushuang, you are making rapid progress, and there is nothing more for your teacher to teach you. Where your future path will lead is determined by you and your heart. No matter what, as you stride forward, don't forget to look at the scenery around you..."

Ji Wushuang bowed and said softly, "Yes, Master."

This was the first time Ji Wushuang had called Mingtong "Master" after all the years they had been together. Mingtong's eyes reddened slightly as he raised his hand to hug her and whispered, "Don't forget, you still have a Master. If you encounter difficulties in the future or miss your Master, come and find your Master."

Ji Wushuang grew a lot taller because of the "nutrition", but he was still only as tall as Mingtong's shoulders.

She buried her head in her chest and nodded softly.

“…Okay, Master.”

……

The master and the disciple parted ways, and neither of them expected that this would be the last time they would see each other in this life.