Fantasy: The Second Miss Said She Was Ordinary

Helan Yinling was helped up by Qin Youyou in a daze.

She is still outside the situation.

She suddenly has a master?

Or is it that the great benefactor is her master?

What is your master’s name, which sect does he belong to, and what kind of martial arts does he practice?

No, none of this matters. What matters is that she has a master!

She has the support of her master!

This time when she returns to the Far North City, no one will dare to look down on her anymore!

"Disciple Helan Yinling, greetings to Master!" Helan Yinling was so excited that she knelt down again and kowtowed three more times solemnly.

Qin Youyou was overwhelmed: "Disciple, please stand up."

Her disciple is good in every way except that he is too particular about etiquette and kowtows all the time.

"By the way, don't call me Master, just call me Teacher."

This time, when Helan Yinling stood up again, she couldn't suppress a smile on her face.

"Okay, teacher!"

Qin Youyou cleared her throat and said, "Yinling, our sect is called the Mud Leg Sect. From now on, you will be the senior sister of the Mud Leg Sect."

Helan Yinling's smile froze: "Ah?"

Is that the mud-legged fellow she was thinking of?

How come I have never heard of the name of this sect?

Is it a large hidden sect?

Wait, if it’s a hidden large sect, how could she possibly be the eldest senior sister?

Qin Youyou chuckled and said, "We just established our sect today."

Helan Yinling was dumbfounded.

Suddenly I felt like I was on a pirate ship. What was going on?

But... no matter what her master wants to do, she will follow him until her death!

"Teacher, what will I learn next?"

Because she had been ill since childhood, she was unable to practice cultivation and was just a mortal.

She also doesn't know where to start if she wants to practice, but she believes that the teacher will definitely give her the best guidance.

Qin Youyou felt guilty.

My farming talent is already 93, so what should I learn? Of course, farming.

Alas, there is no way. I, the master, also want to teach you how to practice, but I don’t know how.

How can I fool my apprentice without appearing to be so foolish?

Qin Youyou racked her brains and got a piece of soil from the QQ farm.

"Ahem, do you see this dirt?"

Helan Yinling was stunned: "I saw it."

"You must note its characteristics, color, and dryness and wetness. Then water it daily to ensure it always maintains the same humidity and appearance. If you can persist for a month, I will teach you the next step."

Helan Yinling sat upright, took the handful of soil as if facing a great enemy, found a bowl, and put it in carefully.

"Teacher, rest assured, I will complete the task successfully!"

Although she didn't understand what the teacher really meant, the teacher was such a powerful and terrifying person that she just did everything the teacher said!

She, Helan Yinling, also embarked on the path of cultivation from today!

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The sled sped across the snowfield.

The speed of the dire wolf is much faster than that of the wildebeest.

On the afternoon of the third day, they arrived at the Far North City.

"We're here!" Qin Youyou stretched, walked out of the carriage and jumped off the sled.

As soon as dozens of wolves saw her, they fluttered their ears, whimpered, and wagged their tails wildly.

"Good dogs, good dogs." Qin Youyou helped them untie the ropes on their heads, and touched the wolf heads one by one, making their eyes squint.

He then took out the animal carcass from the mustard seed bag and threw it out.

The wolves jumped high and rushed over to eat it.

The mercenaries were all stunned. "These are all the corpses of spirit beasts above level 4! What a waste of natural resources! What a waste of natural resources!"

Qin Youyou was confused: "Is this precious?"

The mercenaries were speechless. What do you think? Isn't it precious?

Qin Youyou took out eighteen bags of mustard seeds: "I think it's okay. I have eighteen bags."

They were all picked up by Luo Tanxie from the wild forest and confiscated by her.

The animal carcasses in the mustard bag will not rot and can be preserved for a long time.

When she was hungry, she would take one out and roast it to eat.

The mercenaries bared their teeth: Damn it, such a blatant show-off!

Wei Ji shook his head and laughed. Sister Batian was an expert, so he wouldn't be surprised by anything she came up with.

He walked to the carriage and knocked: "Miss Helan, we have arrived at the Far North City."

"Okay, wait a minute!" Helan Yinling's powerful voice came from inside.

Wei Ji was stunned.

During these three days, Helan Yinling stayed in the carriage and did not come out. She was weak, so it was normal for her not to come out. Wei Ji did not think much about it.

But after not seeing her for three days, why does her voice sound like a different person?

Three days ago, she was still weak and barely breathing...

Now?

Wei Ji had no doubt that she could sing a whole folk song in one breath!

He turned around in confusion and was about to leave when he heard Helan Yinling's muttering coming from inside.

"Why is it wrong? I added the same thirteen drops of water, so why does it feel different today than it did yesterday?"

Miss Helan, what is she doing?

Wei Ji paused.

"What did the teacher teach me yesterday? She said there's a method called controlled variables..."

teacher?

Wei Ji was surprised. Miss Helan actually recognized Sister Batian as her master?

She really can do it!

The next moment, there was another sound of slapping the head.

"That's right! Today is drier than yesterday. Overnight, the soil lost too much water. Therefore, we can't just add thirteen drops of water today. We need to add fourteen drops to keep it as moist as yesterday."

"I understand, I understand! Adapting to the circumstances, that's what it means to adapt to the circumstances!"

"Spiritual energy is like this water, and my Dantian is like this soil. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is different at every moment, and my body and Dantian will also change at every moment. Therefore, my breathing and perception are also different at every moment!"

The wind is moving.

Wei Ji was surprised to see that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was swarming into the carriage!

"I've been promoted, I've been promoted, I'm now a great battle master!" Helan Yinling's voice was full of excitement!

Wei Ji staggered and was so scared that he almost fell off the sled.

If he remembered correctly, this Miss Helan was just a mortal when they first met, right?

How long does it take to start from scratch and become a great war master?

Wei Ji spent a full sixteen years on himself.

And Helan Yinling only spent three days!

This is simply, against the will of heaven!

Helan Yinling was excited.

She jumped out of the carriage and saw Wei Ji standing there blankly.

"Brother Yanhui, hello!" She patted Wei Ji's shoulder.

Jumped off the carriage.

"Hey, ha! Hum hum ha hey!" She moved her arms and legs to stretch her muscles.

Comfortable!

The sickly beauty who looked frail and weak a few days ago was now full of energy and threw a set of punches on the spot.

The mercenaries, like Wei Ji, all looked as if they had seen a ghost.

"Miss Helan, are you... done?"

"Wait, wait, how come she's a great war master?"

Wei Ji was in mixed mood.

Miss Helan, a sickly girl, could even become Sister Batian's disciple...

Then can he do it too?

Although Wei Ji is a man with a strong sense of self-esteem, he knows that this world is a game for the brave. If he doesn't seize the opportunity that has been delivered to his doorstep, he will deserve to be a failure in his life!

He straightened his clothes, drank two sips of wine to give himself courage, mustered up the courage, and walked to Qin Youyou's side.

His face turned red because of nervousness.

"Sister Ba, Batian..." he muttered.