Yan Xiaomo found that the necklace Long Ao gave her was still around her neck.
Although she didn't know why it was still there, Yan Xiaomo didn't want to take it off, just thinking about it.
Because she was about to meet Zhuang Zhou, Yan Xiaomo felt a little excited and a little uneasy.
Walking towards the palace, Yan Xiaomo recognized Zhuang Zhou at a glance.
In fact, Zhuang Zhou was very easy to recognize because he had green hair.
There is only one person in the key hall.
"Master."
Yan Xiaomo knelt down respectfully towards Zhuang Zhou.
The disciples of Tianshan Sect had to kneel down to salute when they saw the three Taoist Masters.
Unless they are better than the Taoist Masters and can be exempted from this ritual, Still can't be ignored.
Even those from other sects must bow when they meet the three Taoists.
"Have you made any progress during these days of seclusion as a teacher?"
Zhuang Zhou raised his eyes indifferently, with no expression on his handsome face.
The previous Immortal Bamboo was relatively lazy and slept on the Tianchi Lake all day long, not practicing.
Yan Xiaomo pursed her lips uneasily, lowered her head, and replied with some lack of confidence: "No progress."
Zhuang Zhou's favorable impression of her now is fifty, and he just treats Xianzhu as his disciple.
It's just a general relationship between master and disciple.
He can't say he likes her, nor does he dislike her.
Yan Xiaomo didn't hear Zhuang Zhou's words and suddenly became a little nervous.
Could it be that he wanted to punish her?
I have to say that the original Xianzhu was very good at throwing the blame.
Yan Xiaomo mourned for herself in her heart.
Could she not bear the blame?
"Xiaozhu, practice hard, there are some things you can't escape."
Zhuang Zhou stood up and walked towards Yan Xiaomo, his face still showed indifference and a look of no desire.
He walked to Yan Xiaomo's side and bent down to help Yan Xiaomo up.
Yan Xiaomo felt that there seemed to be something in Zhuang Zhou's words, but she couldn't understand why he said some things couldn't be avoided.
The game system did not give her detailed information in this game.
So Yan Xiaomo could only ask the little devil.
Yan Xiaomo: Are you there?
What did Zhuang Zhou mean just now?
Why am I so confused?
Is there any information that has not been given to me?
Or is it because I have not connected with Xianzhu?
"Xiaozhu, you are seventeen years old, and it will be your eighteenth birthday in a few days.
You will practice with the master these days, and the master will give you good guidance."
Zhuang Zhou's words made Yan Xiaomo feel a chill blowing from the back of his neck.
He felt that what he said had some profound meaning, which made Yan Xiaomo shudder.
Xianzhu is now seventeen years old, while Zhuang Zhou is already over 270 years old in cultivation.
There is no age distinction in the immortal world, only men and women, mainly because of personal cultivation.
"Yes, Master."
Although Yan Xiaomo was still a little unaccustomed to it, thinking about her mission, it was better to nod and agree.
By staying with Zhuang Zhou, you can defeat him and improve your own cultivation.
Why not?
Why Yan Xiaomo came out of the palace and took a deep breath.
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Whenever Zhuang Zhou approached her, she could feel the strong oppression on Zhuang Zhou's body, which made her dare not breathe freely in front of him.
Maybe this is the difference between Nascent Soul monks and Qi transformation monks.
The aura alone has already suppressed those with low cultivation levels.
After a while, the little devil gave Yan Xiaomo the reply just now.
Little Devil: It’s not that I won’t tell you this, I’m just afraid that you might find it difficult to accept it for a while.
The little devil's words made Yan Xiaomo's heart lift, and a bad premonition flashed in his heart. oshow7: