Chapter 660： (2/2)

He looked at the Master of Saint Martial Hall, and then at Wen Qiao, and said sourly: "Master of Saint Martial Hall, your Saint Martial Hall can be considered as successors. If you decide to ascend any day, you must notify the deity in advance."

The Master of the Saint Martial Hall looked at him suspiciously, as if asking what to tell him?

Based on the friendship of friends, he still nodded.

After all the guests left, Wen Qiao was also about to leave and was called by the Master of the Saint Martial Hall.

"Hall Master, what else is there?" Wen Qiao asked.

The Master of the Saint Martial Hall said: "You are now in the Primordial Saint Realm, with an unusual status. Do you want to practice in another place?"

"No, Xiaolingfeng is fine." Wen Qiao said carelessly, "My husband and they are used to living there." So I didn't bother to move.

The Master of Saint Martial Hall was not surprised by her answer. From the scene where Wen Qiao went to her husband just after he was promoted to the Primordial Sage Realm, we can see that the relationship between this couple is very good, even if Wen Qiao’s cultivation base is compared to Ningyu. The two great realms of Zhou Gao did not affect their feelings.

He pondered in his heart and asked: "Miss Wen, what do you think of the Saint Martial Hall?"

"No opinion." Wen Qiao said, thinking of something, and then said, "If you want to say something, when the disciples of the Saint Martial Temple go outside the mainland, don't always be superior, and easily offend people."

The Lord Saint Martial stunned, although he didn't quite understand what she meant, he still nodded, ready to take the time to ask about it.

"Miss Wen, the deity actually has great expectations of you."

Wen Qiao looked at him suspiciously.

"You also know that the deity was passed down by the immortals in the tomb of the immortals. The path of cultivation is faster than that of ordinary cultivators. Sooner or later, the deity will rise to the upper realm. But the deity is not at ease with Shengwu Island. You take over as the master of Shengwu Temple and sit on Shengwu Island..."

The master of the Saint Martial Hall expressed his own meaning, and now Wen Qiao is the Venerable Yuan Shengjing, and there is no need to cover it up, "Miss Wen, are you willing to take over the Saint Martial Hall?"

Wen Qiao shook his head, "Hall Master, I may not be competent."

"Why?" The Lord of the Holy Martial Temple asked in surprise.

In fact, as the master of the Saint Martial Hall, you don't need to do anything. It is just a powerful symbol to deter the outside world and let the outside world know that the Saint Martial Hall has the masters of the Primordial Saint Realm, and it is not easy to commit. After cultivating to the Primordial Saint Realm, he would rarely take action, so as not to ruin the mainland and assume unnecessary cause and effect, and there is no need to do anything.

"After my husband has also cultivated to the Yuansheng Realm, we will soon ascend." Wen Qiao replied directly.

The Master of Saint Martial Hall was stunned, and subconsciously said: "Young Master Ning is only in the Yuan Dynasty Realm..."

"It's okay, with my husband's qualifications, given him a few hundred years, he will definitely be able to successfully advance to the Yuan Sacred Realm." Wen Qiao said, looking at the Master of the Holy Martial Arts, "Maybe we might ascend faster than you. What?"

Saint Martial Hall Master: "..."

The Master of Saint Martial Hall was shocked.

He thought of Wen Qiao's and Ning Yuzhou's current age, as well as the great luck Wen Qiao was carrying...maybe it was true?

After Wen Qiao left, the Master of the Saint Martial Hall pondered for a while and decided to continue to observe. If Wen Qiao and Ning Yuzhou really rose faster than him, he could only train other cultivators.

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When Wen Qiao returned to Xiaoling Peak, he found that Xiaoling Peak was crowded with disciples from the Saint Martial Hall.

Xiao Lingfeng, who was originally noisy, instantly became silent because of her appearance.

All the disciples of the Saint Martial Hall first looked at her straightforwardly, then hurriedly lowered their heads and bowed respectfully, "I have seen Senior Wen."

Wen Qiao asked, "What are you doing here?"

Everyone looked at her secretly, and some of their impressions hadn't been converted before they dared to take a sneak peek at a Yuanshengjing Venerable. Fortunately, Wen Qiao tried to restrain her breath, and she was kind to this group of people.

"I'll wait to come and meet seniors."

Wen Qiao glanced at them. They were all inner temple disciples who had previously fought her in the Fengyun arena. They seemed to have some friendship, and said slowly, "Go back if you have nothing to do."

Everyone answered, still standing in place.

Wen Qiao ignored them, and went directly to the cave of Xiaolingfeng.

In the cave house, Ning Yuzhou, Ning Jichen, Shi Wuming and others were all there, as well as Ning Jichen.

Everyone looked at her in surprise, and their reactions were a little awkward when they wanted to look at them and wondered. The only ones who looked calm were Ning Yuzhou and Shi Wuming.

Wen Qiao pursed her mouth and smiled, showing two small pear vortices on her cheeks, "What's wrong with you?"

Ning Jichen just looked at her and didn't speak.

Shi Wuming poured a cup of tea, and said with a smile: "You are now the ancestor of the Primordial Saint Realm, they are not used to it yet."

Although he was very happy that Wen Qiao was able to successfully advance to the Primordial Saint Realm, the Primordial Saint Realm also represents the top master of the Lower Realm. Suddenly facing a Primordial Saint Realm, even a familiar person would not dare to approach it. In particular, Wen Qiaogang has just advanced to the ranks, and he has not retired and consolidated, and the pressure on his body belonging to the Primordial Saint Realm cannot be completely reduced, and it is easy for low-level cultivators to feel pressure.

Ning Jichen, Ning Zhezhou and Wentutu are like this now.

Wen Qiao said, "No matter what, I'm still me."

With that said, she sat next to Ning Yuzhou, took the tea he handed, and drank it comfortably, especially at ease.

After Wen Tutu, they gradually relaxed, looked at her with joy, blushed and said, "Sister, congratulations."

"Aha, congratulations."

"Miss Wen, congratulations."

Compared with Ning Jichen, who are more familiar with Wen Qiao, Ning Zhezhou is the most cautious. Even the "Miss Wen San" was kept in his mouth for several times, for fear of offending her.

Wen Qiao waved his hand and said to them: "I am now in the Primordial Saint Realm. You have to work hard to cultivate and strive to ascend together in the future."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone present felt heavier pressure than the mountain.

Wen Tutu said weakly: "Sister, we may not be able to ascend with you. You and Brother Ning will ascend first."

"I still have a long time." Wen Gungun said a rare voice, admitting that he could not help it.

Ning Jichen nodded silently, his daughter-in-law's cultivation speed was almost against the sky, not to mention the Feng Devil Tianyu, it was the outer continent. No Primordial Saint Realm was lower than a thousand years old, and normal people like them couldn't compare with her.

Wen Qiao said, "No matter what, you still have to work hard."

Ning Yuzhou looked at her with a smile, waited for their words to fall behind, and suddenly asked, "Aha, you are now in the Primordial Saint Realm, what plans do you have next?"

The others looked at Ning Yuzhou puzzledly, not knowing why he suddenly asked like this.

Wen Qiao thought about it seriously, "First retreat to consolidate cultivation, and then kill Di Ying."