Beiming Town.
"Sister, don't worry, I'm still in the early stage of the Golden Core, but I've awakened the vision of the Golden Core. I'm sure to be a blockbuster in this family competition!"
Bei Mingao said confidently.
Cultivation is not easy. Two years ago, Bei Mingao was in the early stage of the Golden Core, and he had condensed the Golden Core vision.
But in two years, he still failed to break through.
Bei Mingxue smiled slightly, helped Bei Ming'ao straighten his collar, and warned: "Little brother, in the grand competition of aristocratic families, don't underestimate any enemy. You must be extremely careful and put your own safety first."
In three years, Bei Mingao has grown into a fifteen-year-old boy, almost catching up with Bei Mingxue in height.
Bei Mingxue is also eighteen years old, and her appearance is becoming more and more beautiful and refined.
"Sister, don't worry."
Bei Ming proudly raised his fist and said in a deep voice: "With my fighting power, even if I am no match for the opponent, I can still escape unscathed!"
After a short pause, a ruthless look flashed in Bei Mingao's eyes, and he said: "Sister, don't worry, I will definitely find Dongfang Zhi and avenge you!"
"No need."
Bei Mingxue shook her head and said, "I will handle this matter myself."
Bei Mingao was startled.
He didn't understand how his sister, whose golden elixir was shattered and had become a useless person, could handle this matter by himself.
In the past three years, he has stayed in the clan hall almost all day, practicing with many of his peers in the town, and has not come back much.
Three years have passed, and a lot of changes have naturally taken place in him.
The strangest thing was that Bei Mingao vaguely felt that his sister seemed to have undergone some changes that were difficult to describe.
"Sister, there are three days before the family competition. I have to go to the ancestral hall. The old patriarch also wants to give us some advice."
Bei Mingao stood up and left.
"Go ahead."
Bei Mingxue nodded slightly and smiled.
Bei Mingao turned around and left.
After leaving, he specifically glanced at Su Zimo not far away and snorted coldly.
For three years, Su Zimo never left.
Beiming Ao's attitude towards him also changed a bit.
At least, there wasn't as much hostility as there was initially.
"Mr. Su, your injury hasn't healed yet?"
Bei Mingxue came to Su Zimo and asked with concern.
Over the years, her cultivation has grown, her energy has gotten better and her energy and blood have become stronger.
But Su Zimo always looked like this, his face was yellow and not getting better, and Bei Mingxue was also worried.
Su Zimo smiled helplessly.
The power of this fatal curse is extremely difficult to control. For three years, he has been unable to get rid of it.
The Witch Clan can be ranked as one of the nine vicious clans, so it is indeed terrifying!
"There are many spiritual beings in the world. Is there any heavenly material or earthly treasure that can cure Mr.'s illness?" Bei Mingxue asked again.
"Maybe we need the ancient divine spring." Su Zimo said casually.
"The ancient divine spring?"
Bei Mingxue looked blank and had never heard of it.
Su Zimo smiled. He just said it casually. Naturally, he had no hope of getting any news from Bei Mingxue.
After a while, Bei Mingxue lowered his head slightly and whispered: "Mr. Su, I disappoint you. I still haven't been able to achieve the final transformation."
Su Zimo smiled, his eyes gradually softened.
"You have practiced very well."
Su Zimo nodded.
Bei Mingxue's expression was a bit stunned, surprised and happy.
In the past three years, Su Zimo has always been extremely strict with her and has never said such a compliment.
Su Zimo said: "You have been able to practice to the eighth transformation of martial arts in three years. I am indeed right about you. The last transformation of martial arts is as difficult as climbing to the sky. It may require some opportunities or some pressure. , it’s not your fault.”
Today, Bei Mingxue has reached the eighth level of martial arts and is indestructible!
Su Zimo said: "Even if you haven't reached the final transformation of martial arts, your current combat power is enough."
Bei Mingxue clenched her fists slightly and looked at her hands.
So far in her practice, she has yet to fight against a real genius in the Golden Core Realm.
Therefore, she didn't know exactly what level her combat power could reach.
When practicing martial arts, there is no golden elixir phenomenon.
Could it be that with this physical body, it is really possible to compete with many ancient visions
After a while, Bei Mingxue suddenly raised her head and looked at Su Zimo in front of her with a somewhat complicated expression.
After three years of getting along, no matter how confused she was, she could deduce that Su Zimo had an extraordinary background and was definitely a cultivator!
Otherwise, how could an ordinary mortal have such a profound insight into martial arts!
What's more, Bei Mingxue is very smart.
She vaguely guessed that Mr. Su might have a special identity and it was difficult to expose him.
Therefore, for three years, she never asked.
But today, she decided to do something.
"Mr. Su, in the past three years, because of your preaching and teaching, I was able to be reborn."
Bei Mingxue's eyes were firm, and she slowly knelt down, raising her head and saying: "Bei Ming is not an ungrateful person. If you don't dislike me, I will be your teacher. I will never give up and never betray you! If you violate this oath, you will never betray me." God of man…”
Su Zimo shook his head slightly, stretched out his palm, and lightly touched Bei Mingxue's forehead, interrupting her vow.
"Actually, I teach you martial arts, and I do have the intention of recruiting disciples."
Su Zimo said: "It's just that I have a special status. If I were to be my disciple, I might have to endure unimaginable dangers and disasters!"
"So, for three years, I never mentioned it."
Bei Mingxue looked fearless and said: "Bei Ming is not afraid! Bei Ming is still worried that as a member of the Bei Ming clan, he will cause trouble to Mr.
"Are you hurting me?"
Su Zimo laughed dumbly.
If you imagine the worst situation of the Beiming family, they are just facing the three major families.
And what enemies did he face
Su Zimo said: "Let's do this. I'll tell you my identity. It's up to you to choose whether you want me to be your master."
"Master, no matter who you are, I will never regret it!"
Bei Mingxue said no more and kowtowed to Su Zimo!
"good!"
Seeing that Bei Mingxue was so decisive, Su Zimo refused to give in. He helped Bei Mingxue up and said in a deep voice: "Since you worship me as your teacher, you are my eldest disciple. I will naturally do my best to protect you." comprehensive!"
If Bei Mingxue had not been accepted as a disciple, Su Zimo would have left today.
He preached in Bei Mingxue and stayed with Bei Mingxue here for three years. Although he did not have the status of master and disciple, it was still a cause and effect.
But now, since he has accepted Bei Mingxue as his disciple, he cannot leave casually!
At least, he had to accompany Bei Mingxue to participate in the family competition!
At this moment, Su Zimo's expression changed, as if he was aware of something, and he frowned and looked towards the distant sky.
somebody is coming!
And it’s a bad sign!
Su Zimo speculated that the visitor was most likely from the Nangong family!
After all, the three Nascent Soul Lords of the Nangong family have been dead for so long, and they must not be able to hide it. Sooner or later, the Nangong family will come to their door.
Su Zimo's expression grew colder and he said calmly: "Beiming, stand right behind me and let me see what I can do as a teacher!"
As he said that, Su Zimo carried a chair and sat in the courtyard with a calm expression, waiting for people from the Nangong family to come.
Bei Mingxue was standing behind Su Zimo. For some reason, she felt faintly excited.