"Good morning, senior sister." Chu Hao grinned, and the expression on his face was sincere.

Lu Ruhua turned her head, looked at Chu Hao lightly, and said, "Yue Buqi told you."

Chu Hao shook his head and sighed: "What kind of virtue is the junior brother? He can win the favor of his senior sister. He actually recommended his junior brother to make magic weapons for the sect craftsmen to defend himself. It is a great honor."

Lu Ruhua no longer paid attention to Chu Hao's nonsense and said to himself: "Magic tools are the foundation of cultivators. You still don't have a handy magic weapon. That's why I suggested that the sect craftsmen tailor one for you." After a pause, her eyes flashed across Chu Hao's listening face and said: "After all, you are a rookie of my Ziyun Sect and the holder of rare spiritual roots. If you don't have magic weapons, others will laugh at us Ziyun Sect when you tell them."

After hearing Lu Ruhua's self-confidence, Chu Hao felt a little funny. It was obviously her own idea, but he wanted to impose it on the sect. He said slightly: "Young brother knows, please ask your senior sister to lead the way."

Lu Ruhua snorted softly, summoned the flying sword and flew towards the direction of the hall.

Chu Hao followed Lu Ruhua to the main hall and came to the purity of the lower part. This is not the time for teaching, nor is the place to comprehend. It is sacred and solemn, so naturally there cannot be no noise from disciples. Lu Ruhua came to the main hall square and stopped and walked towards the side hall.

"How many craftsmen are there in Ziyun Sect?" Following Lu Ruhua, Chu Hao seemed to have figured out her temper and was not angry at his Wuji's words at all. Even if he got angry, he would force himself to suppress himself. Therefore, although Chu Hao did not understand why, he was more at ease. As long as he did not exceed Lu Ruhua's bottom line, it would not matter if he spoke more presumptuously.

Lu Ruhua didn't look back, there were seven or eight side halls, and there were many corridors and lofts in the middle, which made people feel impatient. Lu Ruhua took Chu Hao around for a while, and heard Chu Hao's words and said without looking back: "There are three third-grade craftsmen in total, and one fourth-grade craftsmen in total. You don't need to ask more about the others."

"Then which craftsman I met this time?" Chu Hao was so arrogant that he asked to the end, and was ashamed to ask.

Lu Ruhua then turned around, glared at him, and said, "You will know if you go with me. If it weren't for your rare spiritual roots, which craftsman would have given him a magic weapon."

Chu Hao laughed and said, "Although my junior brother has a low cultivation level, isn't Senior Sister Lu worried for me?"

Lu Ruhua felt that Chu Hao was really helpless. His kung fu was so strong that he knew that the more he answered him, the more he became, and he simply stopped answering his shameless words.

Chu Hao felt bored, and after walking for a few more minutes, he finally arrived at the door of a wing room. Lu Ruhua walked in directly, but asked Chu Hao to wait outside. Chu Hao said dissatisfiedly, "Why can't I go in?" He now found that he fell in love with Lu Ruhua, at least this feeling was not bad for him.

"You are just a junior. Before you have no strength and power, you can only lower your posture." Lu Ruhua raised her eyebrows and said lightly: "This is the reason I teach you how to be a disciple in Ziyun Sect."

Chu Hao smiled and said, "Senior Sister Lu's words are wrong. You are the same generation as me, why can you go in? Are you Mr. Lu and Aunt Lu? Oh, so I'll figure it out."

Lu Ruhua wanted to have an attack with a cold face, but she held it back. Her beautiful eyes glared at Chu Hao again, and then walked in without looking back. Chu Hao shrugged and waited outside for about a quarter of an hour before he heard Lu Ruhua calling his name inside. Chu Hao pretended not to hear it. Seeing the apricot blossoms blooming in the yard, he couldn't help but think of the infatuated and graceful woman, but he didn't know how she was doing now after two years.

Thinking of this, Chu Hao sighed again. If it weren't for the fact that he was carrying too much, he could really live and fly with Sun Meixiang and Lin Yue'er. No matter how much it is, so what.

Chu Hao was just thinking about it, but at some point Lu Ruhua stood in front of him with a cold face. The white clothes were slightly floating in the morning breeze, and the concave and convex body emitted a scent of ice crystals like flowers. Only at such a close distance could Chu Hao smell it.

"I've called you three times." Lu Ru said expressionlessly, obviously she was already a little angry.

Chu Hao then reacted and smiled and said, "I am not ashamed of my junior high school, and I didn't hear it."

Lu Ruhua really wanted to stab this guy with one sword. When did he invite someone to recommend someone to refine magic weapons for him? This guy who is ungrateful seems to have been able to eat himself. Not only is he not a little panic, he even acts more unscrupulously, and he simply does not realize that this glory is hard-won.

Thinking of his reverence and respectful look at Yue Buqi, Lu Ruhua was even more angry. The first time he appeared in his tone, he couldn't suppress his anger and said, "Nie Yun, my patience is limited. If you don't want to accept my recommendation, you can leave now."

Lu Ruhua made up his attention and Chu Hao would never leave. After all, magic weapons are a good thing for any low-level disciple, and any cultivator can be regarded as pride. After saying this, Lu Ruhua once again found confidence in front of Chu Hao, and his noble temperament was inadvertently revealed.

After all, Lu Ruhua has been living a pampered life for a long time. The aura on her body is not something that can be lost if she doesn't. It is related to the family background and the environment she was born. Even though she gave in to Chu Hao for some reason, the aura in her bones is not easily erased, and the pride and arrogance that always exudes suppress others.

This is a kind of momentum, which has nothing to do with cultivation, and it is also found in He Gongming, Yue Buqi and others. However, Lu Ruhua, a woman, will not hide, so she is more like a piece of ice placed in the attic in the sky. Standing below, you can feel the rushing air conditioner coming into the bones.

Unfortunately, what Chu Hao disliked the most was Lu Ruhua's appearance. Fortunately, this woman restrained a lot in front of him, which dissipated the disgust in his heart. But now Chu Hao was excited by Lu Ruhua's words. Looking at her confident appearance, it seemed as if he was reluctant to take a step and smiled coldly, and returned to the way he came without looking back.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Lu Ruhua's mouth, revealing her high that she looked like a white swan. But just as Chu Hao turned around the corner of the corridor and did not stop at once, her smile finally disappeared.

"Nie Yun, come back for me!"

She bit her lower lip hard and held on for less than a few seconds. Finally, she couldn't help but shout, jumped up and chased after her.

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Chapter completed!