Chapter 318

The morning and evening meals of the first peak are used in the dining room on the east side.

In addition to arbor, Murong Xun currently has 154 disciples. Except for some disciples who are not in retreat, others are gathered to eat together.

Everyone can call each other by name, and they are very familiar with each other.

"I heard that Sister Three is back. She has been going out for so many years and it is really amazing!" Said a female disciple with a smile.

"I've seen Sister Ye before."

"She is like a madman, like Xiao Shimei! She is in retreat all year round, and she can't see it a few times."

"Master is here, Master is here!" Someone screamed, all the whispering noises stopped, and he set his gaze towards the door.

Murong Xun came into the purple shirt and started to enter with a smile. Then she followed a woman with a cold and arrogant yellow dress. It looked like she was only eighteen years old. It was Ye Lingmin, the third disciple of Murong Xun who had not returned for many years.

"Sit down, Ling Min." Murong smiled slightly and took Ye Lingmin to the main table to take a seat.

Ye Lingmin stood at the table without moving, his eyes fell coldly on Master, the immature young girl.

The little girl was sitting there motionless, her hand caressing a chick in her arms. The little chick was lying on his back, and there was even a look of enjoyment on the hair.

"Sister Three is back." Xu Shanshan got up and gave a gift to Murong Xie, and turned her head and nodded at Ye Lingmin.

Xue Xiao snorted softly, shrugged his lips in disapproval, and tossed Ye Lingmin secretly, turning his head and giving a gift to Murong Xun.

"Master, is this little sister?" Ye Lingmin opened his mouth, his voice was crisp and cold, like a touch of ice spring on the mountain.

coming! Xue Xiao was really amused by her three teachers! You know that with the arrogant temperament of Sanshimei, she will surely hold on to Qiaoqiao.

Murong Xun immediately reached out and smiled at the little girl's head, "This is your little teacher, Arbor, a close disciple for the teacher."

Ye Lingmin chuckled and looked at Qiao Mu with his arms folded. "I heard that on the way, Xiao Shimei started her career more than four years ago and was promoted to the seventh level. However, after nearly five years, she was promoted to the first level. Is it?"

Everyone heard the words, their faces were slightly changed.

That's a bad word! The qualifications of Xiaoshimei are obvious to all. Although she has only advanced to the first level these years, she is now an eighth level master. But in her golden age, she has broken through the rank of eight masters, which is fully qualified to be a genius.

"It's true." Qiao Mu never angered, but stared at Ye Lingmin with a cold eye.

Her body, she herself is quite clear. Most of the mysterious power that she has continuously inhaled in Tongxuanbao Land over the years has entered Xiaoshu's belly, and a small part of her has been used to exercise her pulse.

Today, the first branch vein is half-finger wide, and it can condense into metaphysics very smoothly and unobstructed.

The metaphysical consciousness condensed by an ordinary mysterious master will never exceed 10% of his own mystery in the early stage. After repeated exercise, it will basically not exceed 50%, and 60% of them are already abnormal.

In other words, an eighth-level mystic master will basically not exceed her fourth level.

But trees are different. Now, trees are able to condense all the mysterious power in the veins, so that they have not used the mysterious power in the main veins.

Therefore, although she is only an eighth-level master, her knowledge has now reached eighth level, which is absolutely incredible.

"The eighth-level master is qualified to fight with me." Ye Lingmin suddenly started and stepped out of the stool in front of him.

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Today is more complete. See you tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)

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