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Chapter four hundred and seventy-two innate gods(2/2)

"Teacher, is this a demon?"

Xu Junming shook his head and said, "This is the innate spirit."

"Innate gods?"

"Being transformed from heaven and earth, born with the innate energy, they are innate gods. This generation is uniquely blessed. Not only is he blessed with great luck, but he also has outstanding cultivation talents, which are far better than the acquired souls like us!" Xu Junming nodded.

"This time I traveled to the East China Sea and accidentally obtained this innate god that was still in the state of pregnancy in Dayu Kingdom. I kept it for no use, so I gave it to you."

He didn't mention the Black Demon Taoist, and there would be no further follow-up matters, which was unintentional.

Yan Chixia is also a smart person. Listening to her teacher's tone and looking at the stone lotus, she clearly belongs to the innate gods of swordsmanship.

"The teacher wants me to be its master?"

Xu Junming smiled and nodded.

"Now your senior brother and second senior brother are not in this world, let's not talk about it. Your third senior sister now has a disciple named Gongsun Jiuniang. If nothing happens, Ning Caichen will also join your third senior sister's disciple."

"You, the fifth junior sister, have sisters from the Fu family who have inherited the Taoist tradition, so you are still the only one who has inherited the Taoist tradition. It just so happens that this innate god shares the swordsmanship and is the body of an innate god. He has excellent qualifications and a profound foundation, which is perfect for passing on your Taoist tradition."

"Master, the third senior sister has cultivated the Dao of Creation and has a profound realm. Although the fifth junior sister has not yet transformed, she is just a Dharma body and has the realm of the soul. Compared with them, the disciple is only at the nine transformations of the Yuan Ying, and his cultivation is low.

You should be cultivating hard, and where will you find the time to teach your disciples?" Yan Chixia said with a bitter smile.

"The way of cultivation is to relax. You practice hard every day. Although your spirit is commendable, if you tighten yourself too much, it will be useless to your cultivation. It is better to spare some time to teach this disciple."

"It just so happens that it is just beginning to become smart, like a child of two or three years old. It is not difficult to teach. Moreover, teaching is also learning. This process is also a process for you to sort out what you have learned and consolidate your skills."

"And during this period, your cultivation has progressed too fast, and your understanding of the sword has fallen behind. Your foundation is not strong. If it goes on for a long time, even if you can reach the perfection of Nascent Soul, you will not be able to survive the heavenly tribulation."

After a pause.

"Do you...understand?"

Yan Chixia pondered for a moment and then nodded.

"Disciple understands."

"I will leave him to you. He will teach you well and he will be your first disciple in the future." Xu Junming said with a smile.

After that, the projection of the soul disappeared into the space channel and disappeared.

The light of the Hutian Talisman converged and fell into Yan Chixia's hands.

Putting away the magic talisman, looking at the shimmering stone lotus in mid-air, he sighed slightly.

"Forget it, from now on we and I will depend on each other."

Shi Lian seemed to understand his words, and with a faint aura, she fell into Yan Chixia's palm.

"Haha, I didn't expect him to be such a good boy!"
Chapter completed!
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