"Why does Master have the same smell as me?”
Facing Jiang Yi's question, Feng Qingruo was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer.
Thinking about it, it should be because they had slept together last night, and his disciple had been stained with her scent.
However, could he say this?
Obviously not.
If word got out, people who didn't know would think that she accepted Jiang Yi as her disciple because she was greedy for her disciple's body!
She, Feng Qingruo, the dignified Flying Immortal Sword Master, was not that kind of person!
Fortunately, Jiang Yi's next words gave Feng Qingruo a way out.
"Could it be that Master has also succeeded in body refinement, causing his body to be like a furnace of human medicine, emitting a fragrant fragrance?”
"I think so." Feng Qingruo quickly nodded.
This matter came to an end for the time being.
Then, Jiang Yi said,"Master, I'm already at the fifth level of Qi Refinement. This progress should be alright, right?"”
In two days, he had advanced from the first level of Qi Refinement to the fifth level of Qi Refinement. Jiang Yi felt that his speed was not slow.
However, due to the lack of reference, Jiang Yi did not know his own cultivation progress, so he asked.
"Not bad."
Feng Qingruo was no ordinary person. After a short period of adaptation, his expression was normal and no one could see anything unusual.
As for cultivation…
She was born with one of the twelve immortal bodies, the Flying Immortal Body. Her talent was not inferior to that senior brother from 3,000 years ago. She used 300 years to cultivate to the ninth level of the Tribulation Transcendence realm.
This realm was already the strongest in the human world.
There were not many peak Tribulation Transcendence realm experts in the entire Vast Lands.
It could only be said that Jiang Yi asked the wrong person.
In fact, Jiang Yi's speed was not slow even in the Flying Celestial Sect. He could be called a genius.
"That's good."
Jiang Yi was relieved after hearing Feng Qingruo's reply.
Of course, he couldn't relax in the following period of time.
On the path of cultivation, if one did not advance, one would fall back. He understood this principle.
However, he still had other things to do today.
"Shizun, this disciple feels that there is a need to build a few more houses on the mountain. I can't possibly squeeze into the same room with Shizun every day.”
Jiang Yi said.
Feng Qingruo felt that it made sense and nodded,""How about this, take your master's token and make a trip to the repair hall. If you have any problems, just tell the hall master there.”
After saying that, Feng Qingruo threw a token to Jiang Yi.
It was a jade token that was cold to the touch and shaped like a small sword. It was the token held by the Sword Peak's Chief.
In the Flying Celestial Sect, it was like seeing the Chief when one saw the token.
With it, one could basically go anywhere in the Flying Celestial Sect and had great authority.
Feng Qingruo gave it to Jiang Yi without thinking.
"Thank you, Master."
Jiang Yi looked at the token in his hand and said.
Under Feng Qingruo's instruction, Jiang Yi activated a crane-shaped talisman. The talisman immediately turned into a lifelike paper crane.
This was a common means of transportation used by the disciples of the Flying Immortal Sect. The paper crane could carry people in flight. It wasn't fast, but it was convenient.
When one reached the Foundation Establishment stage, one would be able to control a divine rainbow or fly on a sword.
Jiang Yi stepped on the paper crane's back, and the paper crane flew up with the wind, carrying Jiang Yi to the Repair Hall.
The journey was very smooth. It felt completely different from the last time he rode on his master's flying sword.
A gentle breeze caressed his face, making him feel very comfortable and relaxed.
Jiang Yi admired the scenery along the way. He felt that the mountains and rivers were beautiful and beautiful. It was indeed a treasured land for immortals.
Along the way, he also saw many senior brothers and sisters flying between heaven and earth on swords, gourds, and other magical treasures, making him very envious.
"I must reach the Foundation Establishment stage as soon as possible!”
Jiang Yi thought to himself. He was full of motivation when he saw the disciples of the sect rely on their own strength to roam the world.
Then, he saw those people stop.
"Hello, Senior Brother!"
When Jiang Yi heard these disciples who were older than him and had higher cultivation bases address him as Senior Brother, he could not help but be stunned.
Then, he lowered his head and looked at his personal disciple uniform.
That's right, he was now a personal disciple. Regardless of whether it was a servant disciple, an outer sect disciple, or an inner sect disciple, they had to call Jiang Yi senior brother when they saw him.
This made Jiang Yi feel ashamed and he politely responded to them.
Until they were far away.
"Which master is this senior brother under? Why haven't I seen him before?”
"You still don't know? It was said that he was the disciple of the Sky Sword Peak's Chief, and his name was Jiang Yi. During the aptitude test that day, he only had a first-grade spiritual root.”
"What is it? The Sky Sword Peak's Chief actually accepted a disciple? I'm envious!"
"So what if you have a first-grade Spirit Root? The Flying Celestial Sect doesn't have as strict a requirement for talent as other sects.”
" That being said, wouldn't a grade one Spirit Root be a little…"
"Shut up. How can a person who is valued by the Chief of the Sky Sword Peak be an ordinary person? In my opinion, Senior Brother Jiang Yi is definitely not as simple as he looks.”
"Isn't that easy? A month later would be the competition for the new disciples. By then, everything would be clear.”
After Jiang Yi rode on the paper crane and left, the group of disciples discussed this newly promoted personal disciple of his.
It was just like how ordinary people liked to talk about celebrities in his previous life.
In the Flying Celestial Sect, the few personal disciples were often the topic of discussion.
However, to be able to ride a sword meant that he was at least in the foundation establishment realm. This cultivation was already the best in the outer sect. Even if he entered the inner sect, his perspective on the problem was naturally different. He rarely heard mocking words.
Jiang Yi was even more oblivious to the discussions of the crowd.
At this moment, he had already arrived at the Earth Realm where the Repair Hall was located.
In the Flying Celestial Sect, other than the nine main peaks, there were also countless side peaks.
Although the status of the side peaks was not as high as the main peak, they were still an important part of the Flying Immortal Sect.
For example, the repair hall.
As the name suggested, it was a department that was responsible for building and repairing houses. More than 90% of the buildings in the Flying Celestial Sect were built and maintained by the Repair Hall.
Jiang Yi had only been in the Flying Immortal Sect for two days, so he didn't know many people.
However, he did not expect to see a familiar face in the repair hall.
"Jiang Yi?"
Zhao Hai was stunned when he saw Jiang Yi.
At the disciple recruitment ceremony yesterday, he was not chosen by the elders, so he could only become a servant disciple and was finally assigned to the repair hall.
He did not expect to see Jiang Yi, who had been promoted to a personal disciple, the next day.
Was this a demonstration?
Zhao Hai's expression darkened. He could not help but think that Jiang Yi had come here to use his identity as a personal disciple to deliberately suppress him.
But who was Zhao Hai?
He had always been stubborn and could not learn to bend over!
He took a few steps forward and blocked Jiang Yi's path. His back was straight like a pine tree as he looked at Jiang Yi without saying a word.
"Zhao Hai, what's the matter?"
Jiang Yi asked. He had no idea that in such a short period of time, Zhao Hai's mind had already played out a scene of "thirty years of east river, thirty years of west river, don't bully the young and poor". He only felt that Zhao Hai's brain had a bag.
Keep pretending!
Zhao Hai thought that he had seen through Jiang Yi and sneered.
He would not bow down to Jiang Yi today!
As long as he had time…
Before Zhao Hai could finish his little show, a middle-aged man suddenly ran out from the palace and slapped Zhao Hai's forehead. He shouted,
"Zhao Hai, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and invite this senior brother in!”
The person who came was the Hall Master of the Repair Hall, Ning Yuan, and Zhao Hai's superior.
"Senior…Senior Brother Jiang, please follow me.”
In the end, Zhao Hai still lost to reality. He endured his grievances and bowed to Jiang Yi.
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