Sister, please help me practice

Chapter 57

An Muxi panicked for a moment, ran to Chu Ming and picked him up, repeatedly checking his injuries.

His face is dirty, his eyes are closed, his breath is free, his original white clothes have become tattered, and he looks injured
How could it hurt like this!
An Muxi hugged Chu Ming tightly in his arms with distress, and looked not far away with cold eyes, with a strong murderous intent in his eyes.

Who beat my Chu Ming like this? !
There, Yu Hongling hugged a figure with panic all over her face, which made An Muxi, who recognized his identity, couldn't help but shrink her pupils.

Decline?

In the outer sect of Tianyan Sect, An Muxi boasted that his foundation-building strength was enough to stand out from the crowd, but there were three other monks who were about to build a foundation that caught her attention a little bit.

And Xu Shuai, who practiced the way of mourning, was one of them!

Compared with the practice of various martial arts and magical weapons, although this kind of cultivator who cultivates emotions is not good at fighting, but with some crooked ways of his own, he can be called very difficult in some respects.

Was Chu Ming injured by him...

An Muxi clenched her right fist, her lips trembling as she was about to say something, but was stopped by Chu Ming's weak voice.

"Senior sister, I snatched the hydrangea for you... Unfortunately, there is only half of it..."

At this time, what kind of hydrangea is there!

An Muxi took half of the hydrangea from Chu Ming, held his trembling right hand tightly and said with concern.

"Anything uncomfortable?"

"Leg hurts..."

Hearing this, An Muxi quickly put his hands on Chu Ming's knees, and used his spiritual power and consciousness to walk around the legs, and found that there was no trauma.

Could it be an internal injury?
But no!

From the feedback brought by the spiritual power, it was known that Chu Ming's legs were intact, even stronger than normal people due to exercise, and there was no sign of injury at all!

"Your leg really hurt?"

Chu Ming's eyelids trembled at An Muxi's inquiring gaze, and he slowly opened his eyes and said weakly.

"Maybe it's not the leg pain... it's the arm pain"

"I checked the arm too, it's intact"

"That's the waist, the back hurts!"

"..."

After a while, the ice-snow and smart An Muxi seemed to understand something, and stared at Chu Ming's face and said word by word.

"Chu Ming, don't lie to me, I'm not stupid"

"Senior sister, how could I... Oops!"

Before Chu Ming could finish speaking, An Muxi threw him where he was, and left Yuelao Hall in a huff with half a hydrangea ball in his hand.

Seeing this, Chu Ming felt that he couldn't hide the matter of pretending to be sick, so he chased him out in an instant, leaving only the steward of Yuelao Temple standing there alone, and the breeze kicked up a burst of dust.

……

"Senior sister, wait for me!"

Chu Ming hurried and finally caught up with An Muxi, holding her right hand from behind and laughing with her.

"Don't be angry, senior sister, I just want to tease you to ease the tense atmosphere"

"Then you can't tease me with your injuries!"

An Muxi shook off Chu Ming's right hand, turned around, her eyes were red and she was about to cry, she looked very delicate.

"You don't even know how worried I am about you... I thought you... woo woo"

"Feel sorry"

Seeing that An Muxi was so sad with his hands covering his face, Chu Ming panicked instantly, and quickly hugged her tightly in his arms and comforted her softly.

"Sorry, I won't do this anymore"

"Mainly, I don't think the 'Hydrangea Fighting' competition is worth fighting with Yu Hongling, so I want you to stop."

"Because she's annoying!"

An Muxi twitched her red nose, buried her face in Chu Ming's arms and whimpered.

"Every time I do something, she always intervenes, sneers and ridicules every day, and even speaks ill of our master!"

"Then she really deserves to be beaten!"

Chu Ming patted An Muxi's head and smiled lightly.

"Since there is no winner this time, I will defeat her for you in the Neizong Grand Competition two months later!"

"impossible"

An Muxi raised her head and said quietly.

"She has broken through the Foundation Establishment Realm, and with the innate high-grade Fire Spirit Root and Ming Yan Jue, I may not be able to subdue him in a short time."

"Foundation Realm?"

Chu Ming couldn't help being a little surprised.

"Then that means, both of their Taoist couples have established their foundations?"

"Xu Shuai also built a foundation?"

An Muxi left Chu Ming's embrace, frowning.

"In this case, there may be some changes in the first place in the Neizong Grand Competition..."

"Didn't it mean that the top [-] people can enter the inner sect?"

Seeing Chu Ming's indifferent smile, An Muxi rolled his eyes at him and hummed softly.

"Are you really ignorant or fake? Although it is said that the top [-] can enter the inner sect, the treatment is different."

"Among them, ordinary disciples and core disciples are divided half and half, and among the core disciples, there are also direct disciples who are favored by the elders of Tianyan Sect."

"According to these identities, the training resources enjoyed by the Inner Sect are also different. The higher the ranking, the easier it is to be cultivated by the Tianyan Sect!"

"yes"

Chu Ming didn't take it seriously, after all, he was a lazy character, and he would be satisfied as long as he joined the Neizong.

As for those resources, he didn't think they would be better than his own simulation system at all.

The most important thing is that all resources must be won by strength, and the best way for him who has a cheat is to hang on and accumulate a lot of money to become a yellow bird.

Therefore, Chu Ming was not willing to do the matter of being in the limelight at the Neizong Grand Competition.

However, An Muxi seemed to be eager to try, as if vowing to compete for the first place.

"Let's go to Longqingquan quickly!"

Seemingly inspired by Yu Hongling's soaring strength, An Muxi dragged Chu Ming and walked away, her desire to break through even stronger.

In this way, under his guidance, Chu Ming controlled the Dior Spirit Sword and brought the two of them to a cave in the back mountain of the main peak. The bluestone above the entrance of the cave was engraved with three large characters of "Longqingquan".

Spring in the mountains?

Chu Ming was suspicious, so he woke up the duty steward of Tianyanzong, who was lying on the table on the right side of the cave entrance, and asked.

"Brother, is this Longqingquan?"

"Ha... yeah"

The steward yawned, rubbing his sleepy eyes with a tired face, but when he saw An Muxi, his whole body trembled, and he regained his energy in an instant.

"Senior Sister Mu Xi?"

"Ok?"

Chu Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, blocked the steward's sight very vigilantly, and kept tapping on the table with a heart-shaped bronze medal in his hand,

"We should be able to get in with this nameplate?"

"!?"

Seeing the bronze medal in Chu Ming's hand, the steward picked it up and checked it repeatedly with a face full of disbelief, and blurted out a question in horror after a long while.

"Are you the Taoist companion of Senior Sister Mu Xi?"

"yes"

As soon as Chu Ming finished speaking, the steward slumped down on the chair, looking into the distance as if he had lost his soul and muttering to himself, his pupils dilated.

"Senior sister Mu Xi has a Taoist companion? Impossible, impossible... She is a flower of Gaoling who is ignorant of the world, how could she have a Taoist companion..."

"Hello? Brother? Are you okay?"

Chu Ming stretched out his hand and shook it in front of the steward, and found that he was still desperate, so he couldn't help but silently mourn for three seconds.

Senior Sister has another fanboy who lost his dream...

(End of this chapter)