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

"Sir." At this moment, a clear female voice came, "I have completed your mission."

As the door slowly opened, Feng Zhen, wearing a simple long skirt and with beads of sweat on her head, came in holding a plate of "crystal cores" shaped like water droplets.

"Sir, what do you think of this?"

Feng Zhen smiled shyly and looked at Qi Sheng expectantly. Qi Sheng glanced at it casually and nodded, saying, "It's okay, put it down."

Feng Zhen's smile froze, and he put down the "crystal core" and said, "Then can this junior follow you to learn?"

The Artifact Saint sighed softly and said, "Your mother is the world's number one puppeteer. You have a family background in puppetry, so perhaps you are more suited to being a puppeteer?"

The words of the Artifact Saint were already very "tactful", implying that Feng Zhen had no talent for refining weapons at all.

Feng Zhen clenched his hands at his side, his smile still calm. "But I don't want to rely on my mother's protection. I want to try my best... Master Qisheng, I have been in poor health since I was a child. My mother worries a lot about me. I already feel very guilty. I don't want to be a burden to her. I also want to be her pride... Please help me. I will definitely practice hard!"

Feng Zhen's eyes were slightly red, and his gaze was sincere and honest. He and Feng Ying were two completely different people, which made Qi Sheng sigh in his heart.

how to say.

In fact, when Feng Ying was still a little girl, Qi Sheng also wanted to take her as his apprentice, but Feng Ying weighed 100 kilograms, had a rebellious nature of 99 kilograms, and one kilogram could choke him to death.

So in the end, the Saint of Weapons gave up on Feng Ying.

But look, now after many years, Feng Ying's daughter has become soft and cute. Although she has almost no talent, when he thinks that this is Feng Ying's daughter, the Saint of Weapons has a feeling that things have changed.

It feels so good.

For this unobstructed and refreshing feeling... Take it! Must take it!

After all, she's Feng Ying's daughter. How bad can her talent be? Just teach her well.

And with Feng Zhen around, he can be said to have control over that stinky stone Feng Ying.

Just when Qisheng was about to agree to Feng Zhen, a figure suddenly pushed open the door and came in.

The person who came was wearing a heroic robe, with long silky hair tied up high. There was no makeup on her face, but her face was as rosy as a peach, bright and beautiful, pure and charming.

Qisheng and Feng Zhen were both stunned upon seeing the newcomer. After a while, Qisheng said, "Fengying, what are you doing? You're like this... Hey, you're not Fengying? Who are you?"

After seeing the situation in the courtyard, Ji Wushuang sighed in his heart that he was unlucky. He didn't expect Feng Zhen to be here too.

No wonder she smelled something disgusting just now. She thought it was a test of the formation, but she didn't expect it to be Feng Zhen.

Tsk, if she had known Feng Zhen was here, she wouldn’t have come here now.

Ji Wushuang straightened his posture and said respectfully, "Senior Ji Wushuang, I am here to pay my respects to Senior Qisheng according to my master's instructions."

The Weapon Saint's eyes widened: "You, you are Ji Wushuang?"

"Yes."

Weapon Saint: “!!!”

Qisheng felt that he had unearthed some truth. No wonder Fengying, who didn't like to use connections, came to "beg" him. It was because of his "illegitimate daughter"!

Tsk tsk tsk, she even brought her illegitimate daughter to Feng Zhen. Wasn't she afraid that Feng Zhen would have wild thoughts? And then spit blood in front of her on the spot?

I didn't expect Feng Ying to be so confused.

This melon is really big!

While eating the melon in silence, the Saint of Weapons glanced at Feng Zhen, who had a dazed look on his face. He felt a little sorry for the child and looked at Ji Wushuang with a critical look. Just as he was about to say something, Feng Zhen, who finally reacted, shouted.

"Impossible!" Feng Zhen shouted at the top of his lungs. Afterwards, he felt something was wrong and said hurriedly, "I've seen Ji Wushuang before. She clearly doesn't look like you... Who are you? Why are you pretending to be Ji Wushuang?"

The last time I saw Ji Wushuang, she was dirty and smelly, with an extremely ugly scar on her face.

How could these scars heal all at once?

How could she be so much like her mother?

Not only the temperament, but also the appearance.

impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

Ji Wushuang was not embarrassed and said with a smile: "Oh, I was injured when we met last time, so my appearance was damaged. Now it has recovered. I am Ji Wushuang. Here, this is the Taoist mark left by my master."

The Artifact Saint took a closer look and saw that it was indeed Feng Ying's mark.

Even though Feng Zhen denied it again and again, the person in front of her was definitely Ji Wushuang, which made Feng Zhen so angry that her eyes turned red. She thought that Ji Wushuang must have deliberately "changed" her appearance to look like Feng Ying?

Yes, it must have been done on purpose!

What a despicable lowly country bumpkin!

Does she think that if she makes her face look like her mother's, her mother will feel more sorry for her?

dream! ! !

Feng Zhen calmed down and quickly found the "blind spot". She had just heard from a few fairies that a visitor had entered the Ju Mang formation to receive training. That visitor must be Ji Wushuang without a doubt.

If it was Ju Mang's formation, Ji Wushuang would not have been able to come out so quickly. Could it be that Ji Wushuang cheated?

Feng Zhen's face darkened, and he said with an upright expression, "Ji Wushuang, you clearly didn't pass the formation assessment. How could you dare to trespass into Master Qi Saint's residence? This is extremely rude!"

The Saint of Weapons suddenly realized, oh my god, all his attention was focused on "eating the melon of the illegitimate daughter" just now, and he didn't think about this at all.

"Ahem, that's right. If you are Ji Wushuang? How did you get in?"

The fairy boy puppet said that he put Ji Wushuang into the Ju Mang formation. With Ji Wushuang's cultivation as the God King, he might still be trapped in it and wandering around. How could he appear here?

Unless she used special means to escape from the Ju Mang formation and avoid the trial.

If she was such a mean person, then he would never refine weapons for her, even if she was Feng Ying's illegitimate daughter.

The Weapon Saint's Danfeng eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone was filled with majesty: "This Saint asks you, how did you survive the Jumang formation? But what magic weapon or hint did your master give you?"

"A large formation?" Ji Wushuang blinked and said, "Oh, you mean the formation outside? I just walked through it like this. I didn't use anything. I just walked straight in."

With Ji Wushuang's real saint-level spiritual consciousness, it was not difficult for her to pass through the Ju Mang formation. Moreover, she was also blessed with sword energy. The Ju Mang formation seemed to sense her sharpness and took the initiative to retreat its edge.

But Qisheng and Feng Zhen were unaware of this, and Feng Zhen even took the initiative to attack.

"Ji Wushuang, you must not be rude!" Feng Zhen frowned and shouted softly, "The Ju Mang Formation is a test given to you by Master Qi Sheng. He wants to see if you can pass the test. If not, then your soul will not be able to control an existence like Xumi City. If you force a contract with Xumi City, you will directly become a waste and an idiot. Master Qi Sheng is doing this for your own good. You shouldn't use other methods to evade the test. Now quickly apologize to Master Qi Sheng and go out to take the test again, otherwise I will tell mother about your actions!"

After saying this, Feng Zhen turned around and saluted Master Qi Sheng, saying, "Master Qi Sheng, please forgive me. This disciple of Zhen'er's mother came from the Lower Three Thousand Realms. Because she admired you, after she recovered from her injury, she tried to make her appearance like you. Now, out of impatience, she has taken a wrong turn. She didn't mean to deceive you. Please give her another chance, I beg you."

She lowered her head as she spoke, like a caring sister.

Ji Wushuang: “???”

No?

I haven't said a word yet! How can you convict me? And why did I have plastic surgery?

I am so embarrassed!!!

If Feng Zhen was not Feng Ying's child, she would beat her into a pig's head on the spot!

Tianyantu quietly popped up to add fuel to the fire: [Hey, hey, hey, I already told you that her tea has a tea flavor, but you still don't believe me. Are you shocked by her tea art? ]

Ji Wushuang slapped Tian Yan back.

Tianyan:【@@%@￥】

The Saint of Weapons also understood. It turned out that Ji Wushuang's appearance was the result of plastic surgery due to an injury in his later years. No wonder he looked exactly like Feng Ying.

After eating the melon, the Weapon Saint whispered, "Ji Wushuang, you heard what your senior sister said. Do you have anything to explain?"

Ji Wushuang was filled with anger, and his tone lost its initial respect. He raised his eyebrows and said calmly, "This junior is useless. I just walked in like this. I am not lying."

Weapon Saint: “???”

No?

How come this little girl is more arrogant than her master?

You, a little girl with a bone age of more than 20 years old, can move freely in and out of the Ju Mang formation? Who are you trying to fool?