Feng Lingyan was quite embarrassed: "Does this make you violate the sect's rules? Maybe - I, I can also become your disciple."

Fengjian Yueli shook her head and only said: "I didn't violate it. Don't worry."

With his words, Feng Lingyan finally felt relieved.

Sit there and start practicing quietly...

Feng Lingyan already had a foundation in martial arts, and the book she was reading was the introductory internal skills of the Ancient Immortal Sect, so it was not difficult to learn.[

Fengjian Yueli was quite surprised to see how well she was practicing, and a touch of relief flashed in her eyes.

He is really good at touching bones. This kid is indeed a prodigy in martial arts...

Before I knew it, another month had passed.

At first, Feng Lingyan still had a vague feeling in her heart, whether it was fear or expectation, she was afraid that Gong Yanmo would come looking for her at any time.

But two months have passed, and the weather is calm on Duxiu Peak, with no one else coming up at all.

Sometimes, she also thinks about Gong Yanmo's injury and wonders how badly he was injured that time.

However, he himself is a miracle doctor and can almost bring the dead back to life, so he should be able to heal him soon...

It seems that he has really let go. He is just a passerby in his life.

There will never be any intersection in the future, right?

She told herself over and over again that this result was exactly what she wanted.

However, what is the indescribable, unclear pain in my heart?

Her martial arts have improved a lot these days, and she has also read through a large volume of the ancient immortal sect's martial arts secrets.

She knew the most basic rules by heart, but the cultivation of internal strength did not happen overnight.

Two months have passed, and her internal strength is equivalent to that of a junior high school student.

Although Kazama Yueli said it was already very good.
Chapter completed!