Tons tons!

Under the sect leader's gaze, Song Zhi's final fate was to drink the soup.

"This is almost the same, hum." Wei Anran snorted coldly, feeling a little relieved.

Looking at Song Zhi, who was lying on the table, with a pale face as if he was poisoned by food, the elder was ashamed to smooth things over: "Children's words are Wuji, how can such a young child understand the knowledge of food?"

"That's right, but since you offend me, you will definitely need to be punished."

After taking a brief look at Song Zhi's figure, Wei Anran pondered for a moment and said, "Let me leave this child to me for the time being."

The elder was a little worried, but he believed that the sect leader and Song Zhi had just had a secret conversation for a long time, and probably he had already understood Song Zhi.

"Then I'll bother the sect leader, by the way."

Seeing the great elder's expression of being reluctant to speak, Wei Anran asked, "Is there anything else that Elder Ye can explain?"

"There's nothing else. My eldest disciple is about to graduate. Maybe Song Zhi will follow him down the mountain to attack the demons in more than a month. With his current strength, I'm afraid..."

After hearing this, Wei Anran nodded: "Is it that Qin Chi? He is a good seedling. I didn't expect that he would go down the mountain so soon."

"Don't worry, I know it."

The Great Elder stopped talking nonsense, and after cleaning the tableware on the table, he left.

......

When Song Zhi woke up, it was already dusk.

Subconsciously touching his stomach, Song Zhi opened his eyes and found himself lying on a bed.

This window, this table and chair, this...

Song Zhi woke up instantly, jumped down quickly, and looked closely. Yes, isn't this the sect leader's bed?

Looking around, she found that the sect leader was not in the house. The confused Song Zhi walked out of the door and came to the yard. Sure enough, there was already a figure waiting for him.

In the dusk, Wei Anran put his hands behind him, his hands were empty, but there was a sharp aura looming.

She moved.

While moving his left leg horizontally, Wei Anran's right hand suddenly pierced out, and in an instant, the sword sounded in the air, as if an invisible sharp blade was held in her hand.

Stepping forward, she twisted her waist and moved like a light feather. The sound of wind around her roared with her swaying "sword".

From Song Zhi's perspective, the sect leader was clearly in front of him, but he couldn't see clearly, as if he had transformed into a dark tide, full of agility but extremely surging.

call out!

After a while, Wei Anran, who was moving at high speed, raised his foot and pointed at the ground, slashed with his sword and stopped all the sword poses, and stood there.

But the bamboo forest in front of her leaned back together, and the bamboo leaves flew like the blue snow in the sky, and the scene was magnificent under the setting sun.

The first style of Qingxia’s sword technique: Sword Rain.

Song Zhi opened his mouth, as if he was stunned.

He could see that the sect leader was not using all his strength at this time, but instead reached this level with his sword intent alone. Is this the strength of the top powerhouse?

Wei Anran felt Song Zhi's gaze and turned around to smile:

"Do you want to learn? I'll teach you."

Song Zhi was flattered and thought he had heard it wrong. The main sect taught him sword skills himself?

But when I think about it again, the sect leader has a weird personality. Maybe he is just teasing himself, and he has no reason to spend time on him for no reason.

"If the sect leader does not dislike it, the disciples are willing to learn it."

Wei Anran rolled his eyes and said casually: "You are willing to learn, but those who don't know think that this sect leader has taken advantage of you."

Song Zhi panicked and quickly lowered his head to explain: "I just don't know why, the sect leader is willing to teach me the sword technique."

After not hearing the answer for a long time, Song Zhi looked in confusion and found that the sect leader had teleported to him at some point, and was looking at him with a very strange look.

"Uh, the master..." Song Zhiche was staring at him in a terrifying manner, trying to break the awkward atmosphere.

Wei Anran raised a finger to press against his mouth, while his other hand moved restlessly, muttering to himself:

"Um..."

"The wrists are slender, the bones are even, and the score is full."

"The waist is soft, the core strength is strong, and the score is full."

"The butt is tight and elastic, the lower limbs have strong coordination ability, and the explosive power will not be bad. The full score is full."

Finally, she looked at Song Zhi's slightly red face and smiled and said:

"Hey, the most outrageous thing is this face. It's even more handsome than this sect leader. It's outrageous!"

Song Zhi was speechless. He knew that the sect leader was looking for an opportunity to make fun of him. As expected, women are always holding grudges, even hunting is no exception.

Wei Anran suddenly put away his smile, took a step back, and spoke seriously: "Actually, what I said just now is not directed at you."

Song Zhi turned his head, frowned slightly, and looked like: Why am I so unbelievable?

"I'll ask you, what else is necessary to have besides the title of the Demon-Slaying Master?" Wei Anran asked.

After pondering for a moment, Song Zhi seemed to have grasped the key point and answered with an attempt: "Is it a weapon?"

"Yes, the biggest difference between humans and monsters is that they can use weapons."

Wei Anran nodded slightly and continued:

"In order to make up for the physical disadvantages of monsters, how the demon-slaying master uses weapons is often more important than whether the "Fu" is powerful."

She pointed to herself: "For example, my cultivation level is not high in 'hunting'. The reason why I can be promoted to ten hunting is because of my sword technique."

Song Zhi was a little surprised because the system could not detect people at two levels higher than his, so he did not know the sect leader's cultivation level. Unexpectedly, the sect leader took the initiative to talk.

"There are many hunting blades, including knives, guns, sticks, sticks, swords, and halberds. The key is to choose the one that suits you best."

Speaking of this, she looked at Song Zhi and asked her soul: "What do you think are there similarities between you and me?"

Song Zhiting was stunned for questioning and looked at the sect leader. At this time, Wei Anran's sword energy had not disappeared, and he was brave and heroic. In the autumn wind, he seemed to be a woman's sword immortal who was independent of the world.

Look at myself again, my clothes were wet with today's foaming mouth, and I had no temperament at all.

Where are the similarities?

"Could it be...Is it because I and the Sect Master are both very... beautiful?" After holding it in for a long time, Song Zhi finally came up with something similar.

Wei Anran's cheeks heated up, then shook his head and said carelessly: "Didn't you notice that as a boy or a girl, your figure is very close to me?"

Only then did Song Zhi observe the figures of the two and suddenly realize.

As a woman, the sect leader is very tall, and as a man, he is short. The heights of the two are almost the same, and the overall body proportions and lines are very similar, and they are not even... In short, it is indeed very close.

"What the sect leader said is reasonable." After saying that, Song Zhi couldn't help but glance at him.

He understood that the sect leader meant that his figure was more suitable for being a sword cultivator than other weapons.

Feeling the direction Song Zhi was looking, Wei Anran reacted and was furious in an instant: "Where are you looking at?"

"Don't misunderstand the sect leader!" Song Zhi quickly lowered his head and did not dare to look around again.

"snort."

Wei Anran subconsciously hugged his hands with his chest and said with hatred:

"From today, you will practice sword skills with me temporarily. When you go down the mountain to attack the demons, if you can't practice any move, don't let me see you again."

Song Zhi was overjoyed and was about to hold his fists to become a disciple when he heard the cold voice of the sect leader coming again:

"Also, can you cook?"
Chapter completed!