On this day, Qian Renxi was worried about raising the sword embryo.

If a sword cultivator practices one sword throughout his life, the sword will be broken, and the path to immortal cultivation will be almost broken.

Therefore, the sword embryo at the beginning is very important.

"Ren Xi, clean up and go out with me."

Yan Huang's voice suddenly lingered in Qian Renxi's ears, shocking her.

"yes!"

She obediently got up from the cushion and took all her belongings into the storage bag. Then she left the house and saw Yan Huang and Su Yu standing outside the door.

"You, remember to water the spiritual herbs and remove insects, and you must not let your cultivation go. It may take one or two months for me to go out with your junior sister."

Yan Huang was wearing a wide white robe. As he spoke, the breeze raised his robe, adding a bit of the fairy wind and crane bones to him.

But in Qian Renxi's eyes, who already knew the two.

This is all fake.

"Disciple keeps the instructions of Master."

Su Yu smiled slightly on his face, feeling reluctant to let Master leave quickly and come back after playing for a few years.

"Yeah, let's go."

Yan Huang withdrew his gaze, took out a spiritual boat from the storage ring, and then waved his sleeves and threw Qian Renxi onto the spiritual boat.

Qian Renxi held the railing and his hands gradually tightened.

Don't be angry, don't be angry.

Yan Huang stood on the sharp corner of the spiritual boat, and made a gesture, and the spiritual boat rushed out with a whizz.

"Bang!"

Due to inertia and impact force, Qian Renxi, who had a low cultivation level, could not stabilize his body at all, and was thrown out and hit the side of the ship in front of him.

"!!!"

Qian Renxi stood up, rubbed his head that was hit and retracted his position.

If you have low cultivation, you really have no human rights!

"You still have to work hard to practice."

Yan Huang jumped gently and came to Qian Renxi.

"The sword cultivator's path is not easy to walk."

Sword cultivator, one must first understand and two must be tempered. None of them is indispensable, but not everyone can succeed.

"Disciple knows."

Qian Renxi nodded.

With experience in her previous life, she would not have any trouble before the Nascent Soul stage.

However, when advancing from the Nascent Soul, monks must find their own way.

She no longer goes to the Tao by killing her, and must find her own Tao before the Nascent Soul.

"Um."

Yan Huang nodded and took out his recliner.

"Not long ago, I learned that a swordsman stone appeared somewhere, and this trip was to take you to pick it up."

A glass of spiritual wine appeared out of thin air in his hand, and a smell of wine spread to Qian Renxi's nose.

She was delighted, but she didn't expect that the master thought so thoughtfully.

"Thank you, Master!"

"Go back to the cabin!"

Yan Huang waved his hand indifferently.

The sword cultivator has strong combat power, so it will be more interesting when he trains in the future, right?

Qian Renxi didn't understand Yan Huang's true thoughts, and returned to the cabin with some emotion.

From the previous life, she was alone, without a master or a few friends, and she ran around every day for her practice.

Later, when he embarked on the road of certifying the truth by killing, no one was willing to get close to her.

In fact, it’s not that she doesn’t like making friends, but she has always been used to being alone, and she also has to be careful of others competing for resources. How can she have extra thoughts?

Gradually, she got used to it.

She took out the "Formation Note", pulled the corner of her mouth, and smiled.

But she has been stern for a long time, making her smile look a little weird.

Soon, she was immersed in learning and threw all these ideas behind her.
Chapter completed!