Bad Master: Disciple, don't make trouble, you are pregnant!

The disposal of the twenty-five son Pang Qing ended quietly.

The only people who knew about it were the heads of the sect, not even the elders.

When Wei Canglan heard that Pang Qing was thrown into the abyss of the back mountain, he still couldn't help shaking his head with emotion.

I think it was only over a month since I found out that this guy poisoned Elder Yan Weiran.

It's really a matter of fact.

But this end is his own fault.

Throughout the ages, what kind of person has the worst end?
That must be a traitor, a spy!
Thinking about it carefully, the Cangxing Gate didn't seem to have done anything to Elder Pang Qing before.

It's all because he is unbalanced in his own heart, and he can't understand the goodness of others.

If you really want to talk about the direct reason for him to betray the mountain gate, isn't it that Yan Weiran rejected his feelings, and he became the laughing stock of all the disciples?
This is purely a matter of mentality.

People live a lifetime, nothing more than two things, laugh at others, and then laugh at yourself.

Who doesn't speak behind their backs, who doesn't speak behind their backs?
Wei Canglan couldn't help sighing, and watched the head teacher Crane who came to sound transmission fly away.

Afterwards, he got up and left his small courtyard by the moonlight.

At this time, the night was quiet, and the disciples and elders of the sect were resting, or meditating in their own residences.

In stark contrast to the hustle and bustle of the day.

Wei Canglan took the wine gourd and cigarette sticks, set off from the courtyard, walked on the stone road of the mountain gate, and walked northwest of Cangxing Gate.

Only then did master Ning Chan come over through voice transmission, saying that there was a naturally formed heavenly pool in the mountain gate before, in which hot springs surged and the water temperature was comfortable.

For so many years, not many people found out.

She had bathed there before.

Among them, the aura is abundant, comparable to a natural gathering spirit array.

But the effect is still worse than the spirit gathering array.

Otherwise, Wei Canglan would not have teleported to the Lingxian Mountains to meet the Demon Empress and the Blood Demon Orb.

For tonight's trip, Wei Canglan was going to investigate there to confirm the existence of Tianchi and prepare for the second disciple to recast the meridians.

Arriving at the halfway up the mountain of Xueyue Peak, Wei Canglan summoned the black turtle in the river with the bull horn, and rode on it, traveling smoothly all the way.

After two quarters of an hour, walk ashore again.

The moon and stars were sparse, and there were occasional unknown strange birds singing twice in the woods by the bank, so frightened Wei Canglan thought there were owls and other birds of prey in the mountain gate.

After walking for a while, we arrived at the foot of Green Bamboo Peak.

The bamboos all over the mountain are lush and green, blocking the moonlight.

After that, you can see the trees and jungles that were not destroyed by monsters in the previous battle.

The tall and dense trees are comparable to the plants in the depths of the Lingxian Mountains, covering the sky and the sun.

Wei Canglan slowed down and nodded secretly:
"It should be around here."

According to Master Ning Chan, Tianchi should be hidden in the jungle.

There is also a small waterfall nearby.

It's just that it's winter now, and I don't know if the river is frozen or dry.

After walking a few more steps, Wei Canglan heard the sound of rushing water.

He hurriedly walked forward, pushed aside the dense leaves, and the small waterfall not far away came into sight.

The torrent of water sparkles under the moonlight.

Wei Canglan hurriedly looked up.

I saw the hot air over there, dense and hazy.

"It looks like this is it!"

Feeling a little excited, Wei Canglan walked to the top of the waterfall along the path full of weeds and neglected all the year round.

Suddenly, a small lake with a radius of ten meters came into view.

There are also springs nearby that are bursting with water and heat.

Wei Canglan watched and couldn't help being speechless:
"Master is right, there really is a hot spring here."

After speaking, Wei Canglan walked over, rolled up his sleeves, dipped his hands into the water, and tested the temperature.

hiss--

And a little hot.

If it's in a pot, it's like cooking dumplings.

but……

But this temperature should be just right for girls.

Wei Canglan has been a man for two generations, and he knows a truth.

That is, the water temperature of girls' bathing is much higher than that of boys.

The water temperature is not hot, and they can't wash it.

Thinking about it, Wei Canglan mobilized the spirit body in his body again.

In an instant, the majestic aura in Tianchi collided with his aura, surging violently.

roar.

Ning Chan really didn't lie.

This Tianchi area is really full of aura, which can completely assist Canxi in recasting meridians.

What a problem!
At that time, add special medicinal herbs to the Tianchi.

Under the dual stimulation of spiritual energy and medicinal herbs, the pain when recasting meridians will be reduced, and the effect will be greatly improved.

It can be said to get twice the result with half the effort.

After confirming everything, Wei Canglan got up and started to return the same way.

As he walked back, he continued to think.

Canxi has no spiritual roots, so after absorbing the body of the gorefiend, she should also produce spiritual energy.

But without spiritual roots, what would her spiritual energy be?
Fire, ice, water, wind, thunder, earth, wood...

In other words, what the body of the blood demon brings is not aura, but devil energy?

Or was it the viscous and rich blood that I saw in the Lingxian Mountains back then?
and many more!

It seems that my spirit root is also withered, right?

Thinking of this, Wei Canglan couldn't help being taken aback.

When he looked inside before, he also checked the spiritual roots in his body.

It's a pity that what should have been the spiritual root of an air mass turned out to be a chaotic black mist, nothing at all.

This is typical spiritual root withering.

Like the big disciple Chen Yu, her spiritual root is like a bright ice flower, but also like a crystal clear six-petal snowflake.

Li Jin should be a green snake.

Spirit root varies from person to person.

How is your spiritual root now?

Wei Canglan hurriedly looked inside to investigate.

I saw that the spiritual root in the body was no longer as chaotic as before, and it was no longer a black mist.

Now it has become a lotus flower with a faint golden halo!
Ok?
no attributes?
What does gold represent?
Generally, yellow and brown represent soil spirit roots.

Red, or yellow and red mixed together, is the fire root.

Then what is this pure gold?
Moreover, when you occasionally condense aura, you can't feel any attributes...

Could it be that he is a non-attribute spiritual root?
never heard of it...

Isn't the non-attribute spiritual root still a useless person?

Wei Canglan couldn't help shaking his head, but he wasn't depressed.

Anyway, it is a good thing to be able to cultivate and break through now.

Not much extravagance.

In case, in the future, by accident, by chance, some strange treasure will be encountered again.

If King Kong has taken a fancy to him, and then put it in his hands and inlaid it on the lotus seat, wouldn't he be able to break through his realm again?

So, take it easy.

Let's keep a low profile and maintain our image as a master, and there will always be a chance to break through the realm again.

Maybe 100 years have passed while waiting for the opportunity slowly?

At that time, shall we still ascend to the upper realm and become the Immortal King?
but……

But if he really became the Immortal King, what would these disciples do?

Do you want to leave them to practice in the world by themselves?
Without Master, would they be lonely?

Will you miss me?