"I don't know what you call me, senior." Feng Xingying asked seriously, his words full of respect.
"Just call me master." Sword Spirit's voice was filled with the pride of an old god.
"..." Feng Xingying simply ignored her again.
"Hey, little girl, don't be so stingy. I'm telling you, you can call me Master Lihuang. What about you? I don't know my apprentice's name yet."
"Feng Xingying."
"Serious little girl, it's not fun at all. How about this, let's make a bet. If this little turtle evolves successfully, you will become my disciple. If it fails to evolve, I will accept you as my disciple. What? Sample?"
"Okay." Feng Xingying responded with a smile.
"You, why are you so stupid?" Master Lihuang was very depressed. Did she take on a stupid apprentice this time and couldn't even understand the tricks in her language
As everyone knows, Feng Xingying is the most cunning one. How could she not hear it? No matter whether she wins or loses, she must worship this senior Lihuang as her teacher.
But so what, people always have to keep improving. In terms of spiritual energy, Feng Xingying does have many shortcomings, especially when it comes to spiritual beasts, weapon refining, talisman making, and the world above the Xuanling Master.
She didn't want to be a dodder clinging to a big tree, and she didn't want to rely on Feng Xingying for everything.
So she needs to become a disciple and make herself strong.
In fact, Feng Xingying was already moved by the sword spirit when he spoke for the first time. It's just that she doesn't like the way Sword Spirit talks so arrogantly. She is too proud of herself.
It wasn't until later that he was talked about and felt her warm affection and loneliness buried deep in the sword that Feng Xingying inexplicably wanted to get married to this old lady.
They accompany each other.
It's just that Feng Xingying is too shy to talk.
Lihuang's bet just gave Feng Xingying this step.
As a once influential figure in the Divine Phoenix Clan, how could Sword Spirit be so stupid? After getting excited and saying that Feng Xingying was a kid with no intentions, he finally understood and couldn't help but say even more excitedly:
"Let me just say, who among our children of the Divine Phoenix Clan can refuse such a good master like me? Don't worry, as long as you become my disciple of Lihuang Tianzun, you will never be ordinary in the future!
My disciples, Lihuang Tianzun, only have the opportunity to bully others, but there is no possibility of being bullied at all! "
"Tianzun? What level is it?" Feng Xingying asked curiously.
"In short, it's very, very powerful. You, little girl, have a level that you have never heard of." Lihuang Tianzun was very proud of having successfully received admiring looks.
At this moment, the fire on the watermelon suddenly disappeared, like a stream of heat, all poured into the watermelon's shell.
Watermelon curled up into a ball and huddled tightly in the turtle shell.
The turtle shell was beaten around by the heat, and the originally pure green color began to be stained with layers of red light.
Feng Xingying's heart was in his throat.
Although she has only known Xigua for a short time, she admires and sincerely treats her, and she has already regarded her as a partner.
Although Feng Xingying had no choice when she made the contract with Xigua, but later when Xigua asked her for a drop of blood, Feng Xingying already recognized the spiritual beast.
As long as it is alive, she, Feng Xingying, will not change her mount!
This is the bond between the spirit beast and its master.
Perhaps feeling Feng Xingying's determination, Xigua also worked harder. It wanted to be the most popular mount for its owner, and it didn't want to just be that little third-level spirit beast that waited to die and needed people to protect it.