To say that Su Mao Mao accomplished nothing by following him, wouldn't it mean that he was doing nothing, and to roundaboutly say that his master is a waste who can't teach his disciples? This sentence is even more hurtful.

Chu Heng was so angry that he almost wanted to spit out a mouthful of blood. He didn't know why he liked spitting blood so much. It might be because he was not accustomed to the climate, or it might be because he was too excited. There was also a possibility that he would die by himself.

After being resurrected twice, the body was relatively weak and weak, and the deficiency was not replenished, so it caused such sequelae.

How about not being such a bully?

I am her master!

The first master with a legitimate reputation!

"What kind of spiritual root am I?" Chu Heng did not answer Qingyun directly, but changed the topic to himself. He did not believe that he, the master, was not as popular as his apprentice. How could he, as a master, lose his face?

Why is it so embarrassing?

"Fellow Taoist, you..." Qingyun stared at Chu Heng, his eyes a little strange, and some words seemed difficult to say. He was really embarrassed, so he hesitated and his words became unclear.

"You can't tell, can you?" Chu Heng frowned and looked directly at Yu Qingyun with a naked gaze. His suspicion was not concealed, and he almost said that you couldn't tell that you were a liar.

He didn't think much about how extraordinary his qualifications were and how extraordinary his talent was. As long as he didn't lose to Su Xiaomao, if the master was not as good as the apprentice, how could he be her master? Isn't this nonsense!

Therefore, Chu Heng wanted to ask clearly, just because he wanted to know his spiritual roots, and he didn't do anything harmful to the world. It was very reasonable and reasonable, and there was no need to use such vague words to excuse himself.

Not to mention, don’t you have the right to know the condition of your spiritual root?

Don't you have any qualifications to know yourself?

"It really pisses me off. It's inexplicable and unreasonable." Qingyun stared at Chu Heng strangely. His teeth kept raising and lowering them, lowering them and raising them again. This continued for a while. Chu Heng was so angry that this

What is that look, what is that expression? I am not a monster, let alone an alien. It would be too rude to stare at myself like this. Are all people in the fairy world so strange?

If this is the case, Chu Heng still doesn't plan to let Su Xiaomao join Su Xinting, lest he will become weird and treat his master as a monster.

"Do you really want to know?" Qingyun was silent for a while, and then said solemnly as a reminder, as if it was not a good thing. His tone suddenly became heavy, and the atmosphere around him also became depressed, and suddenly became a little unfriendly.

"Nonsense!" Isn't this obvious? It needs constant confirmation. Chu Heng was very unhappy in his heart. On the surface, he remained calm, but he was still polite: "Of course it is, please give me some advice from Fairy Qingyun."

"Fellow Taoist, do you really not regret it?" Qingyun frowned and asked Chu Heng again with embarrassment on his face.

Is it so troublesome to ask a question? Is it not such a big deal that I should regret it?

Chu Heng frowned, always feeling that something was wrong. Qingyun spoke strangely, and there was some bad breath in it, which made him feel a little uneasy, but it was all gone in an instant.

In another moment, this uneasy feeling came back, going back and forth, it was more lively than the market on earth, and it almost made Chu Heng a little nervous.

"You can rest assured and say it, I won't regret it." Chu Heng waved his hand and said nonchalantly. Strong curiosity came in along with vigilance. Atrial fibrillation seemed to cause a burst of gastric bloating, making

My stomach feels a little uncomfortable.

"Fellow Taoist, you...have no spiritual roots!" Seeing Chu Heng being so persistent, Qingyun shook his head gently and decided to tell him, but he couldn't bear to say it.

"..." Chu Heng was stupid and confused. He didn't have spiritual roots? He didn't believe it at all. He suspected that this was Qingyun's plan. He must have deceived him in order to get Su Xiaomao to join them.

Suxinting.

If you don't have spiritual roots, how can you come to the fairy world?

If you don't have spiritual roots, how can you develop a unique skill at your fingertips?

If there were no spiritual roots, how could it be possible to improve Su Xiaomao's unique skill, the Abyss of Despair?

Even Chu Heng himself admires this kind of understanding ability. If you suddenly say that you don't have any spiritual roots, go ahead and lie to ghosts. It is estimated that the demons and ghosts in the underworld will not believe it, let alone the master Chu Heng!

I thought her previous words were enough to shock people, but I didn't expect that it was just a small foreshadowing, and now she started to reveal her weapons.

"When you hurt others, you hurt yourself first. Attacking people's hearts is the priority, and plotting is the bottom. What a cruel heart!" In just the blink of an eye, Chu Heng lost his affection for Qingyun. In order to achieve his goal, he would do anything that goes against his conscience.

Speaking of which, have you taken yourself seriously?

She is so beautiful, but has such a vicious heart. She does not hesitate to attack her own psychology, undermine her self-confidence, and want to eliminate the possibility of moving forward. This is tantamount to seeking wealth and murder.

"You have no spiritual roots!"

"Fairy Qingyun, you really don't feel pain when you stand and talk. If I didn't have spiritual roots and could ascend to the immortal world like this, don't tell lies with your eyes open."

"It's not enough to talk about it, let's just say goodbye!"

Angrily, Chu Heng said a few words to Qingyun, and then felt that there was no need to continue the conversation, so he said goodbye. You take your Yangguan Road, and I cross my single-plank bridge. There will be no conflict between us.

"That's not what I meant, fellow Taoist, please don't misunderstand me." Seeing that Chu Heng was about to leave, Qingyun became nervous. After finally meeting a genius, how could he pass by him so easily and immediately tell Chu Heng?

Apologize and block Chu Heng's path forward.

"In life, it is better to be honest and trustworthy. You are good to me, and everyone is good. If you continue to speak insincerely, don't blame me for not giving you face." When will Chu Heng feel that women are so troublesome?

He is so difficult to deal with, and has no reserve at all. The fairy world and the earth are indeed different in style. In line with the generosity of the prime minister who can support the boat, in the courtesy of doing as the Romans do, and in the spirit of good men not following women.

Dou's masculine demeanor gave Qingyun a second chance to explain.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist." Qingyun bowed slightly, thanked Chu Heng, and continued: "Actually, it's not that Fellow Daoist has no spiritual roots, but... Fellow Daoist, your spiritual roots are quite special."

"Oh, how do you say special?" Chu Heng finally felt a little better. He suddenly became interested, his eyes were shining brightly, and he waited expectantly for her answer.

"Your spiritual root is... a waste spiritual root!" Qingyun was a little embarrassed and said it with a guilty tone, and gave Chu Heng an apologetic look, pitiful, as if to say to Chu Heng: Yes

You asked me to say it, but I didn't mean it. You said you wouldn't regret it, so don't blame me!

"What...waste...spiritual root?" Chu Heng has no good impression of her anymore. It can be said that he has no good impression at all. Doesn't this make it clear that he is an out-and-out waste? You can hurt people so much.

Having said that, do you still have any conscience at all?

Waste spiritual roots?

Besides, does the immortal world have such spiritual roots?
Chapter completed!