Chapter 8153 Like a Fool

After hearing Yun Chujiu's explanation, Di Beiming said, "So that's the case, as long as you know it in your heart."

Yun Chujiu blinked and blinked: "Why don't you ask me, why did you ask Jin Peng to deliver the news of the Illusory Manifestation to the Sea Clan?"

Di Beiming chuckled and said: "I can guess this, firstly, the news of the Illusory Manifestation is not a secret, presumably the Sea Clan already knew about it.

It doesn't matter if you say it or not, but it can prove your loyalty to the Sea Clan.

Second, you offered to go to the Illusory Cave to dig the Illusory Cranberry, firstly, to show your loyalty, and secondly, the Sea Clan may issue a task, so you can take the opportunity to know the secret of the Illusory Cave.

Third, since you offered to go to the Cave of Illusion, even if there are other spies from the Sea Race in Lianglu, they will make way for you, so that you can more easily obtain the qualification to enter the Cave of Illusion.

Am I right or wrong? "

Hei Xinjiu laughed and said, "Why don't we say that we are a match made in heaven, we really have a good understanding!"

She was quite happy, but the little vine in the palm of her hand felt like a fool!

It turned out that the little weak chicken didn't regard himself as a spy of the sea clan, but had other plans.

Little Vine couldn't help but feel a bit of frustration, feeling that his brain was not enough.

However, it quickly cheered up. After all, it was the first time to be a little oriole, and it was inevitable that it would be inexperienced. As long as it took time, it would definitely be able to guess the bad intentions of the stinky girl.

Early the next morning, Yun Chujiu originally wanted to find Di Chengfeng to show her presence, but unexpectedly, Di Chengfeng came to her on his own initiative.

"Sister Chengke, I couldn't find out your cultivation aptitude yesterday, so Huo Dharma asked me to take you there to teach you the cultivation method of spiritual consciousness directly."

Yun Chujiu's eyes were still full of water, and she said with emotion and self-blame:

"Young Patriarch, to tell you the truth, I didn't sleep last night because I was afraid of being suspected by everyone because of yesterday's incident. I didn't expect that I would judge the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain. I am such a bastard!"

The little vine said in his heart, bah!

What a staring nonsense!

Didn't sleep all night? You obviously drooled from sleep last night, okay? !

Besides, since it followed her, it has never seen her skip a meal or a night of sleep. It is almost out of control.

But Di Chengfeng didn't know the virtues of Hei Xinjiu. Seeing her like this, he felt a little uncomfortable, and even felt for a moment that it was a bit too much for him to monitor her?

However, after all, he is the heir carefully cultivated by Emperor Xuanting. This discomfort is fleeting, and he said with a smile:

"Since the damage of the Illusory Manifestation has nothing to do with you, naturally no one will say anything nonsense, let's go, don't let Guardian Huo wait in a hurry."

After the two arrived at the Martial Arts Hall, Huo Hufa said: "I will teach you the cultivation method of spiritual consciousness later, and check your sword embryo level first."

Yun Chujiu nodded obediently, and struck the sword energy on the feldspar used for testing.

Speaking of this, I have to say that the Sea Clan is very powerful. Not only can they pretend to have sword energy, but even sword embryos can pretend to be as real as they are.

Huo Huo saw the sword embryo displayed on the mirror, and said: "Earth-level low-grade, it's barely enough."

Earth-level low-rank sword embryos are considered very good sword embryos outside, but the qualifications of the emperor's family are generally very high, so the prefecture-level low-rank is barely qualified in the Longling emperor's family.

Originally, Huo Huo wanted to see Yun Chujiu's sword spirit, but seeing that her sword embryo was an earth-level low-grade one, he didn't bother to ask any more.

Continue at three o'clock.