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Chapter One Hundred and Seventeen

Before he knew it, the sun had already shone from above his head. It was already noon. Song Shiyun guided Li Bumian's "sword technique" for a whole morning.

Song Shiyun is serious and looks as if she is a teacher and is hypocritical, but a fire of desire bursts out from her heart, and a desire for hope to be penetrated.

On the other hand, Li Bumian was like a monk who realized Zen, with a terrible expression, perfect interpretation, indifferent and clear ambition, and quiet and far-reaching.

Song Shiyun's eyes drooped, she shook her clothes, stared at her proud breasts, slender legs, and such a soft body, there was no reason not to let the male blood gush.

Song Shiyun narrowed her beautiful eyes and snorted softly. Li Bumian's reaction disappointed her. So long has passed, and Li Bumian has no movement at all. Is there any hidden danger in her body? Song Shiyun thought without any intention.

"You have already practiced your basic swordsmanship almost all, so let's do it today."

Song Shiyun said coldly.

Li Bumian heard the words and a force penetrated into the branches. The branches burst from the center and rotted into stacks of wooden strips, scattered on the ground.

Li Bumian decided to train this bitch when his injury recovers, or when he gets along with Song Shiyun outside Lingyun Sect.

"Wu Ji, you are talented and have performed well in the sword test conference. I am going to take you as a disciple."

Song Shiyun said solemnly without any emotion.

Li Bumian's eyes flashed, and his murderous intention was already aroused. If he was asked to give a ritual to a woman, he would correct Song Shiyun on the spot regardless of the consequences.

Song Shiyun pondered for a moment, and then said, "Half a month later, it will be the 700th birthday of Taiqing Temple Xianyun. Our cultivators didn't care about birthday banquets, but he recently broke through to the early stage of refining the Void, and all sects have to go to congratulate each other. Moreover, Lingyun Sect has a good relationship with Taiqing Temple, so it is no exception. I will take you there this time and take this opportunity to observe your personality. If there is no problem, after returning, I will take you as a disciple in the room."

Song Shiyun's tone was filled with an order and could not be refused.

Li Bumian was speechless for a while. Is he just a teacher?

Li Bumian's eyes flashed, and there was murderous intent in his eyes. Isn't this the best opportunity he was waiting for? Then take advantage of the time he went out and deal with this bitch.

However, Li Bumian was still surprised and said, "Taiqingguan?"

A strange look flashed across Song Shiyun's face and said, "This is one of the five famous sects in the Southern Region. Have you never heard of it? I have read your records. You have been in Lingyun Sect for ten years, but you seem to have only been out once in these ten years. Is it still recently that you have been in the outer sect for the past ten years?"

Li Bumian said calmly: "That's right."

There was a black thread on Song Shiyun's forehead. No wonder Li Bumian had no reaction to her teasing just now. It seemed that she was a pure-minded and desire-free cultivator.

"If you don't leave the sect to carry out tasks, you will rely on the meager salary every month to practice?" Song Shiyun was speechless.

Li Bumian ran the train all over and said, "I have a confidante in the outer door, and she has taken a lot of burdens for me."

Song Shiyun glanced at Li Bumian. She thought Li Bumian had performed well at the sword test conference and the bold words she said in the morning. She thought she was a man who stood up to the top, but she didn't expect she would even have a soft meal.

Song Shiyun snorted in anger and had to admit that being soft-hearted is also a kind of skill.

"Have you become a Taoist couple?"

Song Shiyun suddenly said something, and she felt that there was nothing she could ask, but it was just because of the master's normal investigation of his apprentice.

Li Bumian was shocked and felt that the sky was rolling. In order to prevent being violated by Song Shiyun before leaving the sect, Li Bumian said: "That's right, she and I have practiced the Spring Boudoir Smoke and Rain Art."

Song Shiyun was stunned for a moment, remembering a dual cultivation technique called Chungu Yanyu Jue. She helped her forehead and said, "You don't have to say that in detail."

Li Bumian nodded, but Song Shiyun licked her lips and snatched her love with her knife, making Li Bumian suffer her trampling in self-blame. It's not bad, she felt that Li Bumian was more valuable as a toy.

"There are a few people with us in Taiqingguan. However, before that, I will go to a place and set off tomorrow morning. You will be here to wait for the teacher."

Li Bumian nodded without saying a word.

Song Shiyun frowned, but she immediately stretched out and took Li Bumian as a disciple at that time, and locked it in Piaomiaojian in the name of passing on merit. She wanted to train Li Bumian to become her slave.

...

That night, Li Bumian recovered from meditation.

"Now my source power has recovered by 30%. As long as I no longer encounter monsters like the buzz-haired man, the entire southern region of the Senluo Sword Continent can no longer stop me. However, it is better to be careful in everything. If I don't recover to the peak, I still need to act cautiously."

Li Bumian pondered that the three Eastern Legends had expressed their loyalty and were already members of the Blood Forge Pavilion, but they had not yet grown up and could not keep up with the development speed of the Blood Forge Pavilion. They could not be the senior executives of the Blood Forge Pavilion. They must collect more geniuses who have grown up and serve as managers of the Blood Forge Pavilion.

It was Li Bumian's turn to be distressed. He was strong, beautiful in appearance, had a certain reputation, and had high loyalty. It was really hard to find people who met these four points.

Li Bumian suddenly thought of someone, and she had already satisfied three points.

"Song Shiyun, haha..."

Li Bumian's eyes flashed, and he saw that this woman had the attribute of S. Such a stubborn little wild horse would feel more accomplished when trained.

"This trip not only needs to settle Song Shiyun, but also need to fight against the enemy. I don't know where it is my slaughterhouse."

Li Bumian's eyes were cold, and Li Bumian's reflection in the pool water seemed a little distorted in the rising and falling waves.

...

In the early morning, the sky gradually dawned, and a few remaining stars were embedded in the dark blue sky.

Song Shiyun has been waiting for a long time on an open space on Piaomiao Peak.

Song Shiyun's eyes were cold and she was already impatient. She remembered the whip candle she hid in the mansion and decided to take Li Bumian as a disciple and "love" her well!

From time to time, Li Bumian walked from a distance and arrived next to Song Shiyun.

"Why is it so late?"

Song Shiyun frowned and asked Li Bumian. Logically speaking, Li Bumian should have waited here for a night. No matter when he sets off, he can set off as soon as possible and be his master's apprentice. What is the saying?

"Feel sorry."

Li Bumian's handsome face, which was almost evil, smiled. It was not an illusion, but rather an illusion. It would cause irreversible permanent trauma to women.

Song Shiyun's legs tightened and she loved this disciple more and more. She had trained two female Ms in Piaomiaojian and had always wanted to find a male Ms, but she had never found a suitable one. Now it seems that Li Bumian is the candidate.

"I will forgive you this time. I will not be able to leave for the first time."

Song Shiyun said without emotion.

Li Bumian sneered, next time? Hahahaha...

Li Bumian laughed like a destructive ghostly beast in his heart.
Chapter completed!
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