Ming Ze Zhenjun sat high in the hall and looked at the three people standing below with cold eyes.

The three of them all stood obediently with their heads down, even the big apprentice, who had always been very high-spirited.

"I haven't seen you for a few months, but you're very different. ”

Ming Ze Zhenjun's voice lingered in the main hall, and there seemed to be frost in it, making the three of them tremble in unison.

"Qingci, you seem to like sealing people for cultivation......"

"No, no, no, Zhenjun, I ......"

Ming Ze Zhenjun waved his hand: "Since you like to seal people and cultivate so much, then seal your own cultivation and go to the mortal world for a while!"

As he spoke, a golden light flew out from his fingertips, and before Qing Ci could react, he was hit by the golden light into the center of his eyebrows, and his whole body was instantly sealed.

"When will the seal be lifted, when will you come back!"

After speaking, he flicked his robe, and Qing Ci was blasted out.

"As for you, Jing Yuan ......" Ming Ze Zhenjun walked down from the hall step by step, his expression was indifferent, and he couldn't see what he thought.

Ling Yunqi suddenly felt a little nervous in his heart, although he was keen on doing things in the past, but because of his clever methods, he had never been punished by his master, but he didn't expect that he would be beaten and punished today!

Really, how can this be true!

Ling Yunqi silently strengthened his belief that he must let others suffer in the future.

"Ah Mo's words, the teacher also heard it......" Ming Ze Zhenjun stood in front of him, "Do you think you should be punished?"

Ling Yunqi pursed his lips, he was really unkind in this matter, and Ah Mo was not wrong, he was indeed self-righteous.

"The punishment is at the disposal of the master. ”

"You're going to have this kind of thought, at the end of the day, it's still too little experience, go back and pack up and have a good time. Ming Ze Zhenjun waved his hand twice, "It just so happens that your junior brother has already built a foundation, and after training, you will find some treasures for him and refine the natal magic weapon for him, when you almost missed his cultivation ceremony." ”

Ling Yunqi breathed a long sigh of relief in his heart, fortunately, this punishment is not heavy, he had planned to travel recently, and of course he would prepare some things for his junior brother during the trip, so he readily agreed: "Jing Yuan admits the punishment." ”

Ming Ze Zhenjun threw him a "don't go quickly" look.

Ling Yunqi immediately fled the scene quickly, and glanced at Mo Tianwei with pity several times before leaving.

Senior brother, ask for more blessings for yourself.

...... He was afraid that he had forgotten that he was wearing a pig's head now, and he looked so spicy.

There are only two people left in the main hall, Ming Ze Zhenjun and Mo Tianwei.

Mo Tianwei was waiting for her verdict, but she didn't hear any sound, and the whole hall was extremely quiet, only the shallow breathing of her and Shizun could be heard.

The long silence made Mo Tianwei feel worried, was Shizun very angry and didn't want to punish her?

Also, Shizun must have gone to help me find the treasure of the sword body for the past three months, but as soon as I came back, I saw it......

Mo Tianwei felt guilty in her heart, why couldn't she control her hands, this violent temper should really be changed, Shizun must also think that I can beat my senior brother, not a good boy......

Thinking about it, Mo Tianwei was depressed in her heart, she didn't feel that it was wrong for her to beat her senior brother, but she could have put on a sack while it was dark, why should she be beaten on the ground in broad daylight? This is easy to be seen, affecting the harmonious and friendly atmosphere of the Sword Sect, this is not good, it is not good.

I don't know how long this silence has passed, Mo Tianwei felt uncomfortable in her heart, and suddenly, she felt a hand fall on her head.

She looked up in surprise and saw that Shizun still had a straight face, but his eyes were softer than before.

Shizun stretched out his hand to straighten out her somewhat loose bun because of the beating, and waited until she couldn't see a trace of messiness, then she withdrew her hand with satisfaction and turned around, "Keep up, go and adjust your sword body." ”

This, that's it?

Don't get punished?

Mo Tian was slightly stunned and couldn't come back to his senses, until Shizun's footsteps paused, and when he looked at it from a distance, his eyes were full of "Are you still waiting for the New Year?"

She was in a super good mood, because Shizun didn't punish her, which means that he didn't think he had beaten the wrong person!

That's right, let's just say, she's right, the senior brother just owes the pump!

But after this fight, her resentment towards Ling Yunqi was completely dispersed, after all, everyone was beaten into a pig's head, and she was still careful, and she was not a little arrogant.

She was so excited that she was about to jump up, and she pressed her steps very hard, and Ming Ze Zhenjun, who was walking in front, was also very hard.

It's just that this one is smiling and smiling very hard - that's right, this personality is not an iceberg personality, but an evil personality who is also keen on doing things.

To be honest, eight hundred years earlier, he knew that the big apprentice actually intervened when others were calculating Ah Mo, and he was looking forward to the day when the big apprentice was beaten.

The hard work paid off, and finally made him wait!

Congratulations!

It's a pity that it was not good to come up with a floating shadow at that time, otherwise the pig-headed face of the big apprentice would be recorded and become a new material for the black history of everyone in the Canglan Realm that he collected.

Ming Ze Zhenjun was quite regretful.

The two of them had different thoughts, and walked silently in the corridor, and then turned into the mountain.

As she walked, Mo Tianwei suddenly felt that something was wrong, and she had an ominous premonition in her heart - this way, how is it a little familiar!

It can't be what she thinks, right?

At this time, Ming Ze Zhenjun felt Mo Tianwei's doubts as if he had a soul in his heart, and turned his head, his eyes were cold, but Mo Tianwei felt that the coldness was mixed with banter, "The recuperation method is very simple, and then split nine hundred and eighty-one Tianxuan thunder." ”

Mo Tianwei: "......"

That's not true, is it?

It's completely unscientific - isn't it true that you don't fix it?

When will you be able to be cured if you are struck by lightning?

Mo Tian covered his chest a little weakly, "Could it be, could it be that this is the legendary electroshock therapy??"

"Electric shock therapy?" Ming Ze Zhenjun thought the name was good, "but it should be more appropriate for lightning therapy, after all, it is the thunder beast as the doctor." ”

Mo Tianwei: Let a suture monster be a doctor, are you serious?

Thunderbeast: MMP, let me die!

No matter how much Mo Tianwei's mood was, no matter how long the road was, there would be an end, and the two of them soon came to the space where the thunder beast was imprisoned again.

In the past few years, the life of the thunder beast has been slightly better, for example, its range of activities has changed from a single bed to a double bed, and for example, although the pervert - Ming Ze Zhenjun - often uses magic weapons to make it dodge, but it has not asked for eighty-one Tianxuan thunder at a time as before, which makes it not feel like its body is hollowed out every time it starts work.

So when he saw Huo Yuanchun coming in with Mo Tianwei, he just lazily flicked his tail and continued to keep silent.

Like the last time he awakened his sword body, Ming Ze Zhenjun dug a pool again, poured all kinds of messy heavenly and earthly treasures into it, and made dark dishes...... No, it is a healing solution.

When he was finally done, his gaze fell on Mo Tianwei, and he smiled gently: "Ah Mo, go in." ”

Mo Tianwei looked at the colorful solution gurgling and bubbling below, her intuition was very terrifying, and she wanted to die and struggle: "Master, how can Tianxuanlei regulate the sword body for the apprentice? What is the principle?"

Although it doesn't matter if she knows the principle or not, she has to go in obediently, but knowing the principle, it seems that she can feel more at ease?

Not!!!

Ming Ze Zhenjun raised his eyebrows proudly, at this time he couldn't suppress his expression anymore, "Didn't I tell you about Kaiguang last time? Kaiguang is extremely fast cultivation, as a teacher, you only need to use you as a magic weapon to open the light!"

God...... God Tm enlightened me as a magic treasure!

"Wait, Master, the cultivation you understand is wrong, your cultivation is the tacit understanding between the cultivation of magic weapons and monks, and the cultivation that the apprentice needs now is to gently repair his injuries!"

Mo Tianwei grabbed Ming Ze Zhenjun's sleeve and pleaded sincerely.

"Hmm, is that so?" Ming Ze Zhenjun pretended to be thinking seriously, and finally smiled slightly in Mo Tianwei's expectant gaze, "It's okay, it's all about the same, you have experience as a teacher, don't worry!"

After speaking, he stretched out a finger and poked Mo Tianwei's shoulder, and that strength directly made Mo Tianwei, who was now unable to use the true yuan, unable to resist, and was directly poked on his back and planted into the colorful solution.

Seeing that his apprentice had already complied, Ming Ze Zhenjun immediately changed his expression, stared at the thunder beast coldly, and pointed at Mo Tianwei: "Give him nine hundred and eighty-one Tianxuan thunder." ”

Thunderbeast: Thunderbolt on a sunny day!

It stared at Mo Tianwei with a pair of huge eyes, as if it wanted to keep this person firmly in its heart—it was this person, every time he came, he had to split eighty-one Tianxuan thunders, why didn't he go to the thunder tribulation if he owed the thunder splits so much?!

But Ming Ze Zhenjun's words were not patient or brave to refute at all, so one after another, the light and ethereal Tianxuan thunder continued to split, and in the colorful solution, the electric snake scurried, and the thunder was like a wave, completely engulfing the small figure in it.

And Ming Ze Zhenjun didn't just move his mouth like the last time Mo Tianwei awakened the sword body, he sat down on the edge of the pool with his knees crossed, and all the thunder could not infect him in the slightest.

A jade box appeared in his hand, and he had all the materials needed for this consecration, only the treasure in this jade box was the one he spent three months finding, and it was also the most important.

The jade box opened, revealing the treasure it contained—a bamboo shoot three inches long and one finger wide.

However, unlike other edible bamboo shoots, the emerald green appearance of this bamboo shoot is filled with purple thunder, making it appear spiritual.

Of course, it's just "seeming", just like a fool seems smart and he's still a fool.

If a monk with a little knowledge saw this bamboo shoot, he would be surprised—this was the Zixiao Bamboo among the Four Great Divine Trees.

There are four sacred trees in the cultivation realm, which are the soul nourishing wood, the purple bamboo, the moon spirit clear willow, and the jade spirit peach wood, all of which are rare treasures in the world.

Although this Zixiao bamboo is only a young plant, its value should not be underestimated.

Ming Ze Zhenjun waved his hand, and Zixiao Bamboo flew up and disappeared into the thunder in front of him.