As soon as these words were said, everyone looked at Hua Xiaomi with both envious and sour eyes.

What an honorable thing is that a Nascent Soul monk said he would accept him as his disciple!

After all, in the world of tragic tragedy, the highest cultivation level is the Nascent Soul Stage.

Not only can it solve the problems of practice, but more importantly, it has two great backers, including Nascent Soul Cultivator and Manyin Water Gray!

To put it more exaggeratedly, she could even walk sideways outside.

This Hua Luo is really blessed, this is the voice of everyone present.

Some people are thinking that if I had fought with Nie Xingyuan on the ring just now, I might have been favored by the Nascent Soul monk!

Just when everyone thought Hua Xiaomi would kneel down happily to the master, she looked embarrassed and bowed to Hongwang and said:

"I hope you will forgive me for your crimes, but I will not dare to obey my orders."

Everyone was stunned. What, they actually refused? How could this be possible!

The True Lord Hongwang had no expression yet, and the others present became angry first.

"You junior is really ungrateful. The True Lord asks you that you are giving you a face. Don't give up toasts and not to eat and punish them. Do you want to die if you are tired of living?"

Yuanhe jumped out first, and this was said ingeniously.

If Hongwang himself had a hot temper, he would probably be provoked and Hua Xiaomi died.

But Hongwang didn't, he was an indifferent person.

Even if you are disgusted with face, you will not be able to kill people in a disagreement. At least you cannot kill in front of so many people.

Especially, Hua Xiaomi had internal injuries on her body, which was accidentally injured when he just took action to capture Nie Xingyuan.

Although he did not intend to help Hua Xiaomi heal her wounds, he couldn't help feeling a little guilty. It was this guilt that made him patiently ask:

"Why don't you want to? Could it be that you think that my cultivation is low and not enough to become your master?"

“…”

Everyone was speechless.

Hua Xiaomi's mouth twitched even more. Perhaps it was not only Nie Xingyuan who was ill in his brain, but Hongwang probably had some problems.

Although she was complaining wildly in her heart, she did not dare to disrespect her face.

She bowed her body and lowered her head, her chin almost poked her chest.

I first said a few compliments and glanced at the corner of my eyes and said that the other person's face had eased, then I started to talk about the serious matter.

"I dare to ask what path is the senior practicing?"

Hongwang understood this sentence.

Then, I heard Hua Xiaomi say, "The esophagus that I have cultivated is difficult, and everyone knows it." After a pause, "However, I am willing to travel all over the world to find my way."

She didn't use much force to say this sentence, just like usual, but it was a sense of firmness.

This firmness cannot be destroyed by no one, whether it is the Golden Pill or the Nascent Soul.

Everyone present was stunned, especially the young people in the audience, who were even more thoughtful.

Before this, they looked down on Hua Xiaomi's character.

But no one can compare to this kind of mind.

Suddenly, they had some enlightenment. No wonder Hua Xiaomi was able to build a foundation as a food practitioner.

Hongwang's eyes, which had always been indifferent, had a look of appreciation, and nodded at her: "It is a good thing to have a word in my heart. Since that's the case, I won't force it."

As he spoke, his figure gradually faded and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Finally he left, Hua Xiaomi breathed a sigh of relief.

She was almost betting on her life just now, and of course she was a little exaggerated.

But the Nascent Soul monk is a world of difference from her now. As long as the other party breathes, he can blow her neck off.

But getting to be a disciple is a lifelong problem.

As the saying goes, a teacher is like a father or a mother.

She didn't want to find another father who used her as a chess piece to play with.

These people clearly know that Nie Xingyuan is an evil cultivator, but they just have to wait until she defeats him before taking action.

From this point of view, these people didn't take her life to heart.

Although she is not resentful, it does not mean that she can be regarded as having never given birth and happily becoming a disciple.

After thinking through everything, Hua Xiaomi's mind was broader and she felt that the spiritual platform became clearer and her spiritual energy kept coming towards her.

This time, she really wants to make a breakthrough!

This time the Aura Diamond was fierce. If she forced herself to suppress it, she would probably not have such a good chance next time.

Now that the practice is not effective and the practice is slow, I may have to wait until I am a hundred years old.

No, even if there are too many people here, she can't wait.

Thinking of this, she turned to Zhaocai Jinbao and said, "Help me protect the Dharma."

Then he looked at Su Jingshi again. To be careful, only Su Jingshi can help her here, and she can only break through with confidence by getting the other party’s acceptance.

Without any surprise, Su Jingshi nodded at her, "Don't worry, I won't let you have something to do."

After receiving the acceptance, Hua Xiaomi found a corner on the commenting platform and began to make a breakthrough.

This time, we will break through in the middle and late stages, and we will not be able to make it too long.

However, her martial arts are running very slowly. From absorbing external spiritual energy into the body, to pushing the spiritual energy to the dantian to turn into qi into liquid, it requires fine work.

In a blink of an eye, two hours passed, and Hua Xiaomi's breakthrough was at a critical moment and she could not be disturbed.

The people in the audience had the feeling of feeling, and they watched the fun, but suddenly someone remembered the odds.

Logically speaking, Nie Xingyuan was beaten so badly, it should be Hua Xiaomi who won, but the referee said that Nie Xingyuan won.

Now my husband said that his mother is right and the mother is right, and a bunch of people almost started to fight.

In the end, the organizer had no choice but to admit that he was unlucky and return the spirit stone he received that he could not have been sealed.

Next to the mountain wall, Qiaole took the returned two hundred spirit stones and handed them over to Qu Fang, saying:

"Sister Qu, you really have a sharp eye. Although we didn't earn a spirit stone, everyone knows that Hua Luo won. Now people are saying that you have the right to know people!

But Senior Sister Qu, Hua Luo is really amazing. Do you want to challenge her?"

Although Qiaole doesn't like Hua Xiaomi very much, she really can't deny that Hua Xiaomi is very strong.

"Sister Qu, do you still remember that when we were in the trial tower, the woman in gray who was guarding Cheng Baiyi was her!

Hey, Senior Sister Qu? Senior Sister Qu?"

After shouting several times, Qu Fang came back to his senses. He glanced at her and sighed: "I just wonder if I need to beat the referee."

Qiaole: "..."

On the stage, looking at Hua Xiaomi with her eyes closed, Fei Li walked over quietly while the person was unprepared.

If she could still instruct others in normal times, but now there are all big bosses here, and she can't help but have to fight with her own hands.

She has to take back her white jade fat!

All she thought about was to get the things back, but as she walked, she took out a string in her hand.

This is the new string she wants to replace. It has just been refined and as thin as it can kill people invisibly.

After walking a few steps forward, he found a suitable angle, and his eyes flashed with a sharp look and stabbed Hua Xiaomi's vest.

"Swish!"

"Wow!"

The mandrill roared, and her new string was snatched away. She hurriedly snatched her gestures and grabbed them back.

Now that good luck has come, she has already appeared, and she has grabbed her in front of her face.

"Ah, Master save me!"

Although Yuanhe is unwilling to be slut with the younger generation, as a madman who loves disciples, how can he tolerate his disciple being bullied?

"Damn beast, see I won't accept you!"

As soon as Yuan He took action, Su Jingshi would naturally not sit idly by, and the huge commentary platform became messy.

But it was not over yet, and a sword light flashed across the distance, accompanied by a whispering sound.

"Xiaohua, don't be afraid, I'll save you!"
Chapter completed!