Chapter 297: Respecting Teachers and Honoring the Way, Xuantian Treasure Record

Qian Renjue stood up with a smile.

The slender dark figure behind him seemed to emerge from the void.

Pale face, silver hair, bloodshot eyes, and six wings flying across the sky.

A trace of cool air flowed through the room, but not a single bit leaked out.

Under his feet was the black first soul ring unfolding.

"..."

Zhu Zhuqing looked at the black soul ring, raised her arm and wiped her eyes with her sleeve.

The first soul ring is black? !
Such common words, yet they form an incredible picture.

Then two purple soul rings slowly unfolded.

Qian Renjue had a warm smile, but he seemed to be carrying a myriad of sins behind him.

Looking at Zhu Zhuqing, he asked loudly:

"Do you remember my name?"

Zhu Zhuqing looked at the second black soul ring and shook her head blankly.

"Ah"

Qianren Jue smiled.

"In that case, I will introduce you again. Remember, I won't say it again."

"Um"

Zhu Zhuqing nodded seriously.

Still staring at the sixth soul ring that had appeared under Qian Renjue's feet.

Then there seemed to be some blood.
"Cough cough."

Qian Renjue coughed twice, somewhat unaccustomed to it, and put his hands behind his back.

"My name is Qian Ren Jue"

"Martial Soul Six-winged Fallen Angel, sixteen years old and a few months old, now a level 75 Soul Saint."

The words fell.

Zhu Zhuqing responded to Qian Renjue with silence and astonishment.

The bloody light filled the room
There was only a hint of blood in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes, and the only sound in her ears was like a thousand-foot-high bell.

One hundred thousand year soul ring.
In just a few months, he broke through from level 70 to level 75.

Sixteen years old.

All these things shocked Zhu Zhuqing even more than last time.

Is this really not an illusion?

Is she still awake?
"Ok?"

Qian Renjue raised his eyebrows and looked at the wooden little face.

There is spiritual power in the voice.

"Remember?"

"what"

Zhu Zhuqing suddenly came back to her senses and looked at Qian Renjue with curiosity, fear and awe in her eyes.

He nodded heavily.

"I remember."

"That's good."

Qian Renjue nodded slightly, expressing his understanding of the various emotions in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes.

The six-winged fallen angel behind him turned into cold air and dissipated.

Qian Renjue sat down at the table again and said with a smile, "You should also introduce yourself."

"Yes!"

Zhu Zhuqing suddenly stood up.

Standing straight, like a student having his name called in class.

Under Qian Renjue's curious gaze, he moved and walked to the side.

thump--

Zhu Zhuqing suddenly knelt on the ground, raised her eyes and said:
"My name is Zhu Zhuqing, my martial soul is Netherworld Spirit Cat, I'm over six years old, and I'm a level seven soul warrior."

The words fell.

Zhu Zhuqing bowed quickly to Qian Renjue again.

She banged her head heavily on the ground, as if to wake herself up from this absurd dream.

Bang-!
"Uh"

With a muffled sound, Zhu Zhuqing groaned in pain and tears emerged from the corners of her eyes.

There was a hint of crying in the voice.

"Student, student Zhu Zhuqing greets the teacher!"

Qian Renjue couldn't help laughing, but he didn't laugh out loud in the end.

"You don't need to kneel to become my disciple. Stand up."

Qian Renjue raised his hand in vain.
The powerful telekinesis supported Zhu Zhuqing's petite body and lifted her up in the air.

There was a hint of reminiscence in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, there would be a day when he would become someone else's teacher.

I hope I won’t teach a traitor.

"Thank you, teacher."

Zhu Zhuqing looked at Qian Renjue in surprise.

His forehead was red and slightly bulging, and he raised his hand to gently cover it.

"Hehe, come here."

Qian Renjue put away those feelings, chuckled, and waved at Zhu Zhuqing.

"Yes"

Zhu Zhuqing took light steps and came to Qian Renjue's side, with anxiety in her eyes.

"There are no rules for being my disciple."

"But respecting teachers is the most basic thing, and it is something you must practice."

talking.

Qian Renjue gently pinched Zhu Zhudan's thin shoulders. "Do you understand?"

"Zhu Qing understands!"

Zhu Zhuqing nodded slightly stiffly.

"Very good. I hope you can keep your promise."

Qian Renjue nodded with satisfaction and pinched the tender face gently.

He whispered:
"Ayin, get to work."

"Yes, Master."

Ah Yin's gentle and respectful voice sounded from Qian Ren Jue's arms.

Zhu Zhuqing had doubts in her eyes.
Qian Renjue's chest suddenly began to beat.

In a blink of an eye, a ray of vibrant blue-gold leaves emerged from the collar.

Sweeping towards Zhu Zhuqing's forehead.

"Bah"

Zhu Zhuqing closed her eyes in fear.

There was an itch on my forehead, which became warm and the pain gradually disappeared.

Qian Renjue's gentle voice was in my ears.

"Okay, it doesn't hurt anymore."

"..."

Zhu Zhuqing opened her eyes curiously and raised her hand to touch her forehead.

Although there was confusion in his eyes, he did not hesitate to thank you.

"Thank you teacher for the grass"

"?"

Qian Renjue frowned, but didn't mind too much, his hands were shining brightly.

"The teacher is giving you a welcome gift."

"Meeting gift?"

Zhu Zhuqing looked curiously at the golden jade that appeared in Qian Renjue's hand.

The round ones are as thick as mooncakes.

"Teacher, what is this? Is it a soul guide?"

"That's it."

Qian Renjue smiled.

What he held in his hand was the reward he had received from Ah Yin in the Blue Silver Forest a few years ago.

【Teaching the Dao Jade Slip】

There may be some kind of complete inheritance contained in it.

The jade slip is divided into two parts, namely the "Master" and "Disciple" jade slips.

The master-disciple relationship is sealed by drinking blood.

When called upon by students, the teacher can travel through space with the help of jade slips and go to students' homes to teach.

"Zhu Qing, bite your index finger."

Qian Renjue finished his instructions softly.

He bit his finger and let the blood drip onto the round piece of gold and jade.

"Yes"

Zhu Zhuqing responded softly.

He pinched the short jade finger, put it to his mouth, and slowly started to nibble on it.

"..."

Qian Renjue held the jade in his hand and looked at Zhu Zhuqing who was biting her fingers, speechless.

Zhu Zhuqing's face turned red and her eyes were lowered.

Holding the jade finger, she whispered softly: "Teacher, Zhuqing is afraid of pain"

Qian Renjue held his forehead.

"Then let the teacher help you."

The words fell.

A slender and sharp ice blade extended from Qian Renjue's index finger.

"..."

Zhu Zhuqing looked at the slender sharp blade, her face turned slightly pale, and she responded hesitantly.

"Ah."

Then she pursed her red lips, closed her eyes, and extended her index finger.

Her delicate body trembled slightly.

"Haha. Don't worry, the teacher won't hurt you."

Qian Ren Jue burst out laughing.

The ice blade in his hand lightly touched Zhu Zhuqing's fingertips, freezing her to the point of numbness.

A slight scratch and a wound appeared, with blood gushing out.

Realize it's over.

Zhu Zhuqing opened her eyes again.

Watching the blue-gold grass reappear and watching his own blood drip onto the jade.

Tick ​​tock!

The blood of Master Qian Renjue and his disciple was absorbed by both sides of the gold and jade.

Click!

Cracks appeared on the jade, and the golden light inside was about to come out.

It turned into two streams of light and flew to their brows.

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes were blank and she stood there in a daze, taking in the information inside.

There was deep surprise in Qian Renjue's eyes.

The inheritance here
It turned out to be the [Xuantian Treasure Record] from the Tang Sect in another world!
　I wish you all a happy life!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)