him at all.He could only endure the kiss.Si Kong Hengyu held him half in his arms, his figure tall and graceful, born of a celestial being. Another swordsman, his physique was naturally handsome and...Sikushenghuyu's cultivation was unfathomable, and even the people of Tiangzongmen didn't know his current level of cultivation. After all, only those with higher cultivation than Sikushengyu could detect his cultivation level.

Just his presence alone was enough to make everyone else in the hall look down.

The fingers beneath that snow-white robe seemed to carry a chill, as if frost itself. Si Kong Hengyu was a practitioner of the Way of Unfeeling. His slightly drooping eyelids held pupils as pale and light as moonlight, yet his gaze lacked any desire or ambition.

All things are but ants.

Ning Shu was just an ordinary person from modern times. He could barely stand the scrutiny of Shen Wuzun, let alone being considered even a common cultivator now.

My heart was filled with shock and amazement.

Having spent so many days in this world, he finally understood the terrifying power and overwhelming nature of cultivation. Just as he was about to break out in a cold sweat, Si Kong Hengyu withdrew his gaze and didn't say a single word of evaluation.

Many of the cultivators and powerful beings couldn't quite understand what the Divine Venerable was thinking. After all, the Divine Venerable had never taken on a disciple before. A hundred years ago, an exceptionally talented individual appeared. He personally went to Tianzong Gate and boldly declared his intention to become the Divine Venerable's apprentice.

The divine sovereign has not only refused, but also never appeared once.

That genius thought the Divine Lord looked down on him, so in a fit of anger, he went to the Haoling Sect, which had a past grievance with the Tianzong Sect.

That day was truly exceptional, even they couldn't help but feel regret. But the Divine Lord looked down upon it, then he simply looked down upon it. And now, this Ning Shu, although she is a once-in-a-hundred-years wood spirit root, she is still far inferior to that genius.

How could the Divine Lord possibly take a liking to < >

So they discussed amongst themselves once more, what should become of this Mu Linggen youth, and under which cultivator's tutelage he should be taken.

Ning Shu, as the center of their discussion, also felt a little lost. He raised his face and couldn't help but look at that deity, only to find that his gaze met those cold eyes from before.

The other person sat above, just looking over.

Ning Shu's face flushed red. He hadn't expected to be caught peeking. He couldn't help but purse his lips and slightly shift his gaze away.

The man drew his hands in from beneath his wide sleeves, his eyes unreadable.

Just as their discussion took on some of the same fervor and excitement as before.

The Divine Sovereign spoke: "Come under my tutelage."

Everyone immediately fell silent. Had they heard correctly The Divine Lord who had been overlooked just yesterday was now favored by everyone's gaze, focused on the young man before them

But the divine lord's expression did not seem to be joking.

And the god-venerable rarely appeared, speaking little. Every time he showed up, it was when a major event happened outside the sect or a crucial decision needed to be made. The rest of the time, he remained on Tianqi Peak.

"Master, are you sure you want to take this disciple under your wing" one elder inquired.

"Although he has the rare wood spirit root, there should still be others with better qualifications than him."

If another sect had said this, they would have been spat at long ago. You treat the Wood Spirit Root as if it were a common cabbage! But who is Si Kong Hengyu I'm afraid no one hasn't heard his name.

Ning Shu didn't understand these things, but he felt that based on the performance of those people just now, he should be pretty good. He was definitely surprised and delighted that Shen Wu Zun wanted to take him as his disciple.

Hearing these words, he couldn't help but feel nervous. What if Si Kong Hengyu really took them to heart Then wouldn't he be overjoyed for nothing

"I have my own plans, you needn't say more."

Si Kong Heng's voice was as cool and clear as jade.

But this statement caused the elder's face to change, becoming somewhat apprehensive. He quickly rose and said, "Venerable One, I have overstepped my bounds."

Si Kong Hengyu stood up, and wherever he went, those cultivators didn't dare to move easily, let alone the newly brought-in disciples who dared not even breathe.

Kami no Okimi walked without a sound, but his presence was overwhelmingly strong. The pressure he exerted, even when trying to conceal it, was still terrifyingly palpable.

Even when he arrived at his side.

Ning hadn't reacted yet.

Only a voice, as cold as ice, could be heard: "If that's the case, then come back to Tianqifeng with me. From now on, you will be my disciple."

Ning Shu raised her face, but Si Kong Hengyu had already turned and left.

His gaze fell only upon a corner of her garment. He hurriedly followed after, unaware of the kind of look those disciples might have cast upon him, especially that Xue Zi-jiu.

Ning Shu is just an ordinary person. Even if she has spiritual roots, she hasn't cultivated them at all.

He had only taken a few steps when the trace of Shen Muzun disappeared.

The young man couldn't help but stop, a bewildered and lost expression on his face.

Ning Shu couldn't help but glance around, wondering if she had lost her way. But when she looked up again, Shen Wuzun had already appeared in front of her.

The other party lowered their eyes to look at him, and said, “Why don’t you follow your master”

The statement was cold and impersonal.

Ning Shu blinked her eyes: "Master, where did you go"

Sisong Hengyu glanced at him and said indifferently, "Naturally, it's Tiānqí Peak."

Ning Shu: “.......”

He is just an ordinary person....

He can't fly, and he doesn't have any magical artifacts.

The young man pursed his lips and couldn't help but speak, "Master... you go first. I'll ask for directions later."

"Hold my hand," the aloof Shen Wu Zun commanded.

Ning Shu lowered her head and saw the hand of Si Kong Hengyu. It was as cold as ice and snow. She hesitated for a moment, feeling that touching it would be very cold, so she reached out and grabbed the man's sleeve instead.

Shen Wu Zun glanced at him but didn't say anything. He was emotionless and indifferent, his face showing nothing but endless coldness.

Ning Shu only grasped the other person's clothes, only feeling like her mind was a little dizzy.

Then they came to another place.

Si Kong Hengyu had already pulled back his sleeves and said, "I usually retreat to cultivate. Tianqi Peak is not as lively as other real people's elders. It is quiet and serene here. Except for one place, you can go anywhere else at any time."

Ning Shu was shocked, but only for a moment. He had already arrived at Tianqi Peak. He suppressed the astonishment in his heart.

"He voiced his question: "Master, I'll remember what you said."

Si Kong Heng Yu turned his head and glanced at him, nodding in satisfaction. His voice was cold as he said: "I'll help you open up your meridians later, and then teach you some incantations. You can practice on your own first."

Ning Shu nodded.

He pondered for a moment and said, "Master, why did you take me as your disciple"

Shinmuzun didn't look back, he just said: "Next time I retreat, my cultivation will go up another level."

Ning Shu was stunned.

The original intention of the Divine Venerable was just to need an apprentice. After all, if the other party ascended, but didn't leave behind a mantle, it would be a pity.

He didn't know what he was thinking, moved his mouth: "Master, will you accept disciples in the future"

The Godless Lord glanced at him.

Ning Shu's cheeks flushed under his gaze. He wasn't being selfish. It was because he knew that Si Kong Hengyu's original disciple shouldn't have been him, that he asked like this.

Shen Wuzun said faintly, "If you don't want to, then don't accept it."

Hearing this, Ning Shu thought that Shen Wuzun was very pleased with him as his disciple and very happy. In fact, Si Kong Hengyu didn't have the slightest bit of favor for him.

Still zero.

Ning Shu knew he couldn't rush it, so he nodded and said, "Disciple was just asking."

The Divine Without a Title no longer spoke.

The feeling of having one's meridians opened up is still somewhat painful, but once you get through it, you just feel completely refreshed.

After Ning Shu had his meridians opened, he felt like a completely different person. He couldn't quite put his finger on what was different, but even when he showered, a layer of black stuff came out, and his skin and aura had changed considerably.

Si Kong Hengyu taught him a few more incantations.

Ning Shu followed along and took notes. He was still a fast learner, after all, he had never been bad at studying in modern times. The young man couldn't help but look towards the snow-clothed man: "Shizun...."

Shin's emotionless eyes, devoid of desire, swept over them and he gave a slight nod. "Not bad."

Ning Shu couldn't help but feel a little disheartened. Although the other party verbally praised him, he still didn't seem to have any good feelings towards him.

He felt very strange.

I couldn't help but ask Lingling: "Were my favorability points so hard to brush before"

Ning Shu has no previous memories. According to Ling Ling, this will affect his decisions and emotions when completing tasks. However, based on Ling Ling's reaction, he should be doing pretty well.

Lingling was also troubled: "Host, this mission's target isn't an ordinary person after all. He's a god venerated for many years, long since devoid of emotion and desire."

Ning Shu could only accept this explanation.

In order to gain the favor of the esteemed Shinzun, he diligently practiced the incantations all day long. By the time he realized it, the sky had darkened.

Ning Shu felt that something was wrong. When he went out, he didn't see Si Kong Hengyu's figure.

Tianqifeng was indeed quite cold, with only a few ordinary errand disciples. However, Ning Shu couldn't find them anywhere at the moment. He realized belatedly that he must be hungry.

Even though Ning Shu had his meridians opened, he was still far from a true cultivator. Unlike other cultivators who didn't need to eat grains and cereals, he still required sustenance.

He couldn't help but rub his stomach.

But Tiānqí Fēng was so vast, Níng Shū tried hard for a while but couldn't find the kitchen.

He couldn't help but regret a little that he hadn't brought some dry food when he went up the mountain today.

Of course there was nothing to eat in the house, so Ning Shu could only drink some water. But it didn't satisfy his hunger. Besides, he didn't know anyone in this sect today.

I can't help but feel a little desperate.

Could he starve to death on this Tiānqí Fēng

Ning Shu sat for a while, and then he sensed someone walking in front of him.

The young boy slowly raised his head, and when he saw that face of celestial beauty, he blinked: "...Master"

Si Kong Heng's gaze was cold and emotionless as he asked, "What are you doing here"

Ning Shu choked out a sentence: "Master, I'm hungry.". She just looked at the man opposite her and said, "Qi Zong, I want to go back for a few days."Qi Jun's usually refined and handsome face wore a strange expression.Those eyes gazed at the young man a...