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Luo Qingwan scratched her head and suddenly shouted, "Master, please accept this disciple's respect." Then he gave a symbolic nod, as if to say, This is the ceremony of apprenticeship.

What a joke. He wanted Luo Qingwan to kneel and kowtow to him, that was all. Dream on!

Feng Shaoyan didn't pursue this topic, instead, he walked into Luo Qingwan and sized her up.

"Your physique is extremely poor and is not suitable for cultivation. I'm afraid you will only be a lowly Martial Master for the rest of your life." Martial masters were the most basic level of martial arts. Although it could not be considered high, it was extremely important. Many cultivators would choose their talent at this level. Those with talent had reached the Martial Master realm as a child. Those without talent would never be able to break through this bottleneck. Luo Qingwan had once used seven days to break through to the Martial Master realm.

Luo Qingwan knew that Feng Shaoyan's words weren't meant to humiliate her. It was just that her current physique was too weak to be any weaker.

"Whether it's suitable for you to say it or not, what about it?" "You don't dare to accept it?" Ye Zichen raised his chin and revealed a naughty smile. The girl had a perfect figure and face that could make any man in the world agree to her demands. Feng Shaoyan was also a man. Even if he was beautiful, he would still be attracted to Luo Qingwan, who was so otherworldly.

This girl is special.

This thought floated through Feng Shaoyan's mind.

"Since you are willing to stay, then stay. "Many of your martial uncles and uncles live in the mountain, do you go and see them?"

"Not interested."

Luo Qingwan believed that she hadn't seen wrongly. Feng Shaoyan's mouth twitched, but she soon put on an act of calmness.

"I'm just interested in where I live. I'm so sleepy. After climbing the mountain for the entire day, I want to wash up and have a nice bath. Then I'll sleep until daybreak." As he spoke, he stretched his back.

Luo Qingwan returned to her room. As soon as she opened the door, she saw a round and adorable creature eating her dinner. Without a second word, he picked up a concealed weapon — — Flying Shoes and threw it over. Unfortunately, it didn't hit and died together with the flower pot.

"Girl, before long, you became a disciple of Absolute Killing Sect Sect Leader. I dare not underestimate you." Gu Jiutian ate the dishes on the table with gusto, not even lifting his head up.

"I thought you fell to your death." Luo Qingwan sighed, seemingly disappointed.

"Hmph, how could I, an old man, die that easily?"

"You don't look like an elder anymore. It seems like you're not a 100-year-old person, but rather someone who was entrusted to the death by a hungry ghost." Luo Qingwan played with this strand of hair.

"What do you know? I've been sealed for dozens of years and have been relying on my spirit energy to sustain my life. I haven't eaten a chicken leg in dozens of years, so of course I have to make up for it." "He caressed the round belly." But you, what do you do now? Is your weak body really going to cultivate again? Your spirit root has already been destroyed and you can use ordinary people's methods to cultivate. I'm afraid you won't be able to advance even after a hundred years. "

"Who told you that I'm going to start cultivating again?"

"If you don't cultivate again, how will you defeat your other disciples and become the Absolute Killing Sect Sect Leader?"

An imperceptible smile surfaced on her face. Her impeccable appearance seemed somewhat cold under the flickering candle light. At that moment, it was as if she had once again become that "insolent" thief who killed people without batting an eye.

"Of course, let's go back to our old business."

In the middle of the night, a dark cloud blocked the moonlight. It was truly a dark, windy night. Killing people and setting fire to the sky.

Luo Qingwan appeared in the long corridor without a sound, walking slowly in the pitch black night.

That's right, taking on a master was just her smoke bomb. Her real purpose was to stay and steal the secret scriptures.

"Damn girl, I knew it wouldn't be good to follow you." Gu Jiutian followed behind. The soft panda meat padding on the ground made no sound at all. In fact, he was really willing to let Gu Jiutian practice the Swallow Art. Treading on the snow without a trace, there was absolutely no sound at all.

"If you break your oath and don't protect me, be careful not to turn into trash."

He quietly walked in front of Sect Leader's room. There was no light from the candles in the room and not a single person could be seen.

"Sleeping?" Luo Qingwan asked in a low voice.

"There's no sound of human breathing in the room." Gu Jiutian had a serious expression, but his panda face made the serious scene look funny.

"Let's go in and take a look." Luo Qingwan shook her head, signaling Gu Jiutian.

"Who?"

"Nonsense. You … could it be me?"

"…"

He silently cursed Luo Qingwan ten thousand times in his heart, but she still left unwillingly.

He bent his knees and jumped several meters into the air, landing on the roof of Feng Shaoyan's house like a feather. It was true that there were no traces of any living creature in the room.

His legs hooked up and hung upside down on the ceiling beams. Even through the thin paper window, there was no one there.

Luo Qingwan, who was dancing in the grass in the distance, was gesticulating at something.

Gu Jiutian stretched out a panda paw and poked a hole in the window. Only after he was sure no one was there did he dare to open the door.

"Creak!" The door opened. The night was quiet, and the sound of the tiny door opening was amplified several times.

The interior of the room was simple and unadorned. There was a blue water screen on the sky, and on the wall, there were splashes of ink on the mountain. On the desk, there were many ancient scrolls, all of them single.

After confirming that there was no one in the room, he gestured for Luo Qingwan to come in.

"Are you playing in the grass?"

"I'm hitting mosquitoes." Luo Qingwan said snappily.

Actually, the moment Gu Jiutian jumped onto the roof, Luo Qingwan heard the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer. She immediately gestured to Gu Jiutian, but Gu Jiutian didn't understand. Fortunately, that person walked up to him and turned back. He did not raise his head, so he was not discovered. It was a false alarm.

"He's not sleeping in his room in the middle of the night, where did he go …"

Actually, Luo Qingwan didn't care where Feng Shaoyan was going, as finding a secret manual was the most important. Since it was a secret technique passed down from generation to generation, it must have been treasured by Feng Shaoyan.

He took out all the skills he had at his disposal and searched every inch of the room. Luo Qingwan flipped through every single one of the books, but of course, there were no signs of people surveilling them. This was her personal skill.

After searching through all of them, he still couldn't find them. Just when Luo Qingwan was about to give up and think that Feng Shaoyan must have brought the manual with him, Luo Qingwan's attention was attracted by the flying dragon's beaded paper on the bookshelf.

He used his hands to pull it off. Indeed, this was a mysterious matter.

Suddenly, the bookshelf split into two, and two secret passages appeared in front of Luo Qingwan.

"Let's go."

She, Luo Qingwan, wouldn't be afraid even if it were a dragon's lagoon or a tiger's den.

At first, the cave could only allow one person to pass through. However, after a few dozen steps, it became clear. The originally pitch-black cave was gradually lit up, and the further they went, the brighter the light became.

There was a secret room in the depths of the room. The room was extremely spacious and could fit a hundred mahjong. And this seemed to be just one room, there was a door at the back that led to another room.

The source of the light was not the candle flame, but the several hundred Night Pearls on the wall glimmering, illuminating the indiscernible secret room as if it were day.

"I was crying merfolk tears, so this thing was so bright." He took one of the Night Pearls and stuffed one into his pocket without a second word.

He reminded himself that business was more important.

The secret room was filled with dense boxes. He casually opened one and found priceless treasures inside: pearl, agate coral, jadeite.

Luo Qingwan walked into the house at the back. There were all sorts of weapons, and any one of them was a priceless treasure.

In the back of the house, there were no jewelry or weapons. There were all sorts of books, but they were not about the Four Books and Five Classics. There were all kinds of martial arts manuals.

"The secret martial arts manual passed down by Absolute Killing Sect, Sect Leader, should be here."

Over a thousand martial arts secret manuals, each one a peerless skill. Many people fought over them all their lives just to catch a glimpse of them, but they had no fate with them. Who would have thought that Luo Qingwan would carelessly flip through all of them and throw them away.

The cultivation methods in all the books were good, but they were not what Luo Qingwan wanted. In the past, Luo Qingwan was nothing special, but now, they were completely useless to her.

Just as he was about to give up, he saw that one of the books seemed to be different from the others. The edges of all the other books had been flipped open, but the book looked as if it had never been turned over.

Upon taking a look, he saw the words "Heavenly Book" written on it.