When she thought of her father's life, a lot of tears flowed out from her eyes. It was such a carefree and happy time. She didn't have to worry about anything and was playing crazy every day, but now, there is nothing left.

I hope that when I get there, I can see my father and my home can be reunited there as the wizard in the clan said.

One thought after another flashed in her heart. These thoughts sometimes made her sad and sometimes gave her a sense of relief.

Just as she thought about almost everything she could think in her mind, she was surprised to find that the mouth that had fallen from her head had not fallen.

What's going on? Could it be that shuffle fox wants to play with her prey first? She knows that some shuffle foxes like to play with their prey to death.

Xin Xiaoyu, who suddenly opened her eyes, saw the first thing she saw was not a shuffle fox, but a face with a faint smile.

This face is so beautiful, it is more than ten times better than the best-looking handsome man in his own tribe.

In the golden sunshine, looking at the faint smile, Xin Xiaoyu felt a feeling of tears flowing for a moment. She wanted to talk to this person, but her mouth opened with difficulty, but she couldn't say anything.

She looked at the shuffle fox and saw that the three-tailed shuffle fox curled up and lay quietly on the sand like a little pitiful person who had suffered a lot of grievance.

"What's your name?" A nice voice sounded in Xin Xiaoyu's ears, and the sound also broke Xin Xiaoyu's contemplation.

"My name is Xin Xiaoyu!" For some reason, Xin Xiaoyu felt that he felt very at ease and stable in the face of this man.

He had developed a habit of alert that he had been developing for many years, and it instantly disappeared in front of this person.

Xin Xiaoyu felt that at this moment, she seemed to have a lot of words to say to this person, her grievances, her own difficulties, and everything about her over the years.

Fang Ling looked at the girl who held back the tears in her eyes and cleaned up her like a boy, and a hint of pity rose in her heart.

Although he didn't know the situation of this girl, Fang Ling's position from Xin Xiaoyu and his determination to stab at the three-tailed demon fox made Fang Ling feel a little sincere appreciation and love for Xin Xiaoyu from his heart.

"Do you want to be my disciple?" Fang Ling took out a handkerchief from his small Qiankun bag and asked Xin Xiaoyu softly.

Xin Xiaoyu took the handkerchief and gently wiped his eyes. Then he agreed without thinking: "I do!"

Many years later, when Xin Xiaoyu recalls the situation when she saw her master, she feels indescribable emotion in her heart. At that time, she said she was willing, but she didn't know how much impact it had on her life path because of these three words.

Fang Ling looked at Xin Xiaoyu with a bright smile on his face. He said softly: "Okay, from now on, you will be my disciple."

Xin Xiaoyu is of average qualification, but for a monk, he has already passed the best age for cultivation. If he is placed in the Immortal Cultivation Sect, even if he is crying and begging, he may not be able to be taken in.

But here in Fang Ling, she became Fang Ling's personal disciple.

Qualifications and age are not a problem for Fang Ling. The disciples he needs are not geniuses with qualifications and age.

What he values ​​more is the disciple's nature, such as Xin Xiaoyu, who is fearless of life and death. It is his favorite.

"Disciple Xin Xiaoyu, I have seen the master." Xin Xiaoyu kowtowed seriously on the golden sand, and he had officially seen his master.

For Fang Ling, Xin Xiaoyu was not his first disciple, his first disciple was Fang Dean.

But looking at Xin Xiaoyu who was kneeling down, Fang Ling felt like a role model for the first time. Although Fang Dean was his disciple, he accepted Fang Dean because Fang Dean protected Xiaotong.

Even so, Fang Ling gave him a title for the disciple Fang De'an.

As for the matter of cultivation, I still rely on Fang Dean to explore it myself.

However, Fang Ling had an unusual feeling about Xin Xiaoyu who had kneeled down and bowed. He had already made plans in his mind, that is, he must cultivate his disciple to excel.

So he did not support Xin Xiaoyu when she knelt down and bowed, but waited for her to kneel down and kowtowed her regularly before saying softly: "Get up."

Looking at the disciple who was ragged and even his pants could not cover his calves, Fang Ling shook his head. If he was a male disciple, Fang Ling would have to make a bucket of water and let him wash it up properly, but Fang Ling could only shake his head for this female disciple.

Although she is still a child, she is a girl after all.

The thought flashed in his mind, Fang Ling pondered for a moment, then patted his small Qiankun bag and took out the Five Mountains True Formation Diagram.

Of course, Xin Xiaoyu cannot display the power of this formation map, but there is a trace of Fang Ling's spiritual consciousness inside. Xin Xiaoyu can use Fang Ling's spiritual consciousness to use this Five Mountains True Form Array Map without sacrificing.

Of course, this exerts one-tenth of the power of the Five Mountains True Form Formation Diagram.

"I have a chart of the teacher here, and I will give it to you first. If you encounter any danger in the future, I will silently recite the name of the teacher, which will have its own wonderful uses."

The earthy yellow Five Mountains True Form Array Map gives people a simple and grand feeling. Although Xin Xiaoyu doesn’t know much about magic weapons, he can still feel that this thing is extraordinary.

As for the three-tailed shuffle, his eyes widened and looked at the Five Mountains True Formation Diagram in Xin Xiaoyu's hand with envy.

It has already entered the ranks of monsters and is very sensitive to magic weapons. At this time, it already feels that the things in Xin Xiaoyu's hand are an amazing magic weapon.

It would be great if I could get a magic weapon like this.

It is precisely because of this that its eyes when it looked at Fang Ling became more and more awe.

Fang Ling looked at Xin Xiaoyu who was cheering and cheering at the treasure map. A hint of joy also arose in his heart. He pointed at the shuffle and said, "Disciple, what should you do with this evil?"

If Xin Xiaoyu had the first answer a while ago, she would have killed the shuffle fox and then brought her flesh and body back.

But now, after she became a disciple of Fang Ling, she felt that she didn't have to worry about food and drink for the time being. She pouted and thought about it, and her eyes turned: "Master. Today is a great day for you to accept disciples as disciples. It's not good to kill this shuffle fox."

The shuffle nodded desperately, thinking that this little girl was right. If I had known that she was such a good person, I would not have the intention to kill her no matter what I said just now.

"So I think that the shuffle should be locked up. After the fattening, I will use its fur to make a scarf for you!"

The feeling of gratitude that had just risen from the shuffle fox disappeared instantly. It turned out that it was better to die now than to raise it and kill it.

Fang Ling laughed loudly, and pointed at the shuffle and said, "This little thing is so beautiful. I will spare its life for the time being."

"You will worship my disciples in the future. As long as you serve well, I can help you take off this fox fur and turn into a human being. But you will also listen to me. Once I find out that you have any unfaithfulness, I will send you into reincarnation and will never be reborn."

Fang Ling's words were just plain and gentle, just like talking about the simplest thing. But in the ears of shuffle, they had an irresistible deterrent.

It felt like a god was talking to it.

The shuffle fox, who nodded repeatedly, was afraid that he would make the god unhappy if he agreed slowly, so he nodded very quickly.

However, Xin Xiaoyu pouted at this time. No matter how she looked, she thought that the best use of the fur of the shuffle was to make a scarf for the master.

Scarf made of shuffle fur looks the best, and it is warm and comfortable.

Her gaze made the shuffle feel a little nervous. She thought to herself, why did she think this little master is unreliable!

The tribe where Xin Xiaoyu is located is called the Qingsha Tribe. The reason why it has such a title is that there are blue sand around the tribe's resident.

Qingsha is rare in this desert. From a distance, it is a vast area of ​​green. The Qingsha tribe's residence is an oasis covering an area of ​​thousands of acres.

From Xin Xiaoyu's mouth, Fang Ling knew that the Qingsha tribe had only five or six hundred people, gathering in the vast desert in a mess.

Their main task every day is to try every means to fight against all kinds of animals in the desert, so as to get a bite of their own food.

There may be some disaster in the desert, so the more the entire tribe lives in the middle of the oasis, the safer it is.

This residence inside and out also reflects the status of a family in this tribe. Xin Xiaoyu's home is in a rotten house built with thatch and broken bricks on the west side of the oasis.

"Little Fish is back, this fox is pretty good!" When Fang Ling and Xin Xiaoyu walked to the gate of the Qingsha Tribe made of branches mixed with stones mixed with branches that they had obtained from unknown places, a strong man in animal skin and exposed half of his chest greeted Xin Xiaoyu.

Xin Xiaoyu seemed to be very familiar with the man. She said with a smile: "Uncle Qingyan, it's up to you to be on duty today. This fox was caught by my master. This is my master."

Looking at Xin Xiaoyu who was showing off as an important person, Fang Ling laughed in his heart. For a little girl like her, she was not a person worth boasting about!

The man had long set his sights on Fang Ling. After all, as the guardian of the tribe, the focus of his defense was those of unknown origin.

In this desert, no stranger came for half a year. Although Fang Ling could not see any danger, he was also the target of their guard against.

"Dignified guest, which tribe do you belong to?" Na Qingyan looked at Fang Ling for a while before speaking in a deep voice.

Fang Ling smiled faintly and said, "I am not a tribe, but occasionally I pass by here and see Xiaoyu accepting her as my disciple."

Qingyan was still preparing to ask again, but Fang Ling no longer had the mood to talk to him. With the flash of divine thoughts, he found that there was a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage in the Qingyan tribe.

"Come out and see me!" After saying these four words with spiritual consciousness, Fang Ling began to look at the situation of the Qingsha Tribe. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!