Ling Zhouyue was about to go back to the house, but when she heard that there was a good show, she turned back with a bamboo tube of wine and turned back, looking like an elder referee, sitting cross-legged on the pine root.

On the side, the spring frog and autumn cicada ride on the orange cat, and the size of the three reaches a proportion of one person and horse.

The autumn is warm and the morning glow is everywhere, and the atmosphere looks relaxed and freehand.

But the morning breeze on Jianping was gentle, and the atmosphere was still somewhat solemn.

Xiao Ran walked towards Chu Yan and touched her dog's head. It was not that she liked to touch her head, but that Chu Yan was too short and her beautiful little head happened to be where he raised his hand.

Don't touch it, don't touch it.

"You have already achieved great success in the sewing needle sword technique, and you have nothing to guide you as a master."

Chu Yan gritted her teeth and endured Xiao Ran's head-touching kill, just to see the beautiful scenery of Xiao Ran lying on the ground for a while later.

And she, as the top two in the Jianshe Peak battle power list, stood proudly.

"I also have some unreasonable sword techniques that I have practiced in Xiaozi Peak before. I want my master to give me some advice. If it is too bad, it will be ruined."

Having said that, what she was thinking was that using these inexperienced sword techniques, the master who took advantage of her every day flopped and fell to her white stockings.

How could Xiao Ran not know her thoughts? However, since she had said this, he could not even get off the steps, so he had to look at his apprentice's weight.

"Draw the sword."

Xiao Ran still had the same posture.

His body was like a pine tree, still standing still, the sword was on his waist, and his hands were like a willow.

Only the morning breeze blows like flying.

Chu Yan retreated one meter, pulled out the slender spiritual sword, and roared in the air.

A flash of body, the strong wind with the hilt of the sword, and a slashed towards Xiao Ran with a brush!

The posture is more handsome than Ling Zhouyue's sword.

The same Qi Refining Spirit Pressure and the same core, the techniques were learned from the tidal sword technique that Ling Zhouyue had just used, and slashed towards Xiao Ran with extremely close dead corners and weaknesses.

Because there was a master watching from the side, she was not afraid of hurting Xiao Ran.

The sword slashed down. Although the tide power wrapped by the sword was only good, the power of the Golden Dan realm triggered was approximately equal to the power of the tide power.

To a certain extent, she had only read the Tide Sword Technique once and learned the spiritual core!

Ling Zhouyue nodded and took a sip of wine.

This disciple is not simple, it is interesting.

Xiao Ran drew his sword very slowly, but he seemed to have predicted the future and arrived in advance where the two swords fought each other.

clang!

Chu Yan, with a sword, lay on the ground.

The numbness of his hands spread to his waist, and his legs trembled, barely supporting him on the stone plating, sticking out his little butt to avoid crawling completely on the ground.

Why?

It’s obviously just refining qi, why is this guy so strong?

I obviously did not neglect at all, and even secretly induced the power of the golden elixir. Why did I lose so simply?

I clearly just wanted my master to see my heroic posture, but now I see me lying on the ground with my butt sticking out...

Xiao Ran Saran took his sword and silently repaired it.

"Swords, the most important thing to stay away from is women... There is no woman in your heart, and you will naturally be destined to draw your sword. If you want to reach the peak of swordsmanship in your lifetime, don't think about messy things all day long."

"you--"

Chu Yan flipped up and stared at Xiao Ran with tears in her eyes. She couldn't speak for a long time. She turned her head and ran towards Songgen, and threw herself into the back of the orange cat and started crying.

Aside.

Facing the funny scene, Ling Zhouyue's expression was extremely solemn.

The wine bamboo tube that had just been sent to the red lips suddenly hung in the air.

Xiao Ran's sword was different from the one she had just opposed to her. It seemed to have quietly restrained the power of the tide with some extremely exquisite force.

If he had used this move just now, although he would not have beaten her, he would not have been as straightforward as he had just knelt down.

Could it be... this guy is afraid that I will get angry, bleeding and hurt my body?

Ling Zhouyue felt warm in her heart, but she remained silent and continued to drink.

The sewing needle sword technique...what the hell is it?

Is this guy still a sword kaleidoscope?

She got up and walked to Chuyan and patted her on the shoulder.

"You did a good job, but your physique cannot withstand the tide sword technique. In the future, be gentle and filial to your master. Perhaps in addition to the sewing needle sword technique, he will also teach you other sword techniques."

Chu Yan suddenly turned his head and wiped his tears.

"Really?"

In fact, in addition to the Tide Sword Technique, the sewing needle sword technique is her favorite, but in front of the master, you should still be more learning-oriented.

The moon is full of heart and soul.

"Will Master still lie to you? When your Master teaches you a new swordsmanship, I can give you some advice."

"yes!"

The Zhijian Peak was filled with joyful air.

...

The time for the Chengjian Conference is set in ten days.

Because Xiao Ran felt that ten days were enough for him to collect 100 filial piety values ​​for life-saving filial piety.

Give your master a massage, warm wine, hot pot, barbecue, hot spring... easy and relaxing.

Regarding the sword inheritance conference, in fact, his realm no longer requires swords. When man and sword are united, everything can be a sword.

But his cultivation is only about refining Qi, and his combat power can barely defeat Chu Yan Yitou.

A handy weapon can improve his strength several times in a short period of time.

At the same time, the Chengjian Conference is also an extremely important ceremony.

After successfully inheriting the sword, he became the official Sword-holder of Zongzhishan. Next, he would represent the sect and travel around the world and complete an internship task.

After performing well, he will be absorbed by the Dao Alliance as a Netherworld Hunter, and will be rewarded and authorized for marrying the sect. He will be recruited in the Battle of the Demonic.

Xiao Ran’s time of inheriting the sword caused a stir in the door.

No one could have thought that he would inherit the sword so quickly!

Bo Yunzi and Huangfu Qun originally refused.

It was not until Yin Yue Zhenren provided Xiao Ran’s latest physical anatomy report, Ling Zhouyue’s evaluation of Xiao Ran’s sword technique, and Chen Gongxing’s test of the sword intent in Xiao Ran’s heart that the two of them had no choice but to agree to this risky time of inheriting the sword.

According to convention.

Li Wuxie, the newly appointed Dao League leader in Dongfu City, will personally serve as the sword commander of this sword inheritance conference.

In addition, small countries around Zongzhi Mountain will also send national teachers to observe and learn.

After setting the date, Xiao Ran felt that his leisure time with his master was not long.

After he inherits the sword and completes the internship task of the Dao Alliance, he must formally accept the Dao Alliance Class A mission with his master and walk on the front line of saving the world.

Considering that the people in the savior group stared at him, the journey must be full of dangers.

This is the future.

In the past few days, Xiao Ran suddenly slowed down at Zhijian Peak.

The autumn is shimmering, the grass is growing, the birds are flying.

Green vegetables, golden valleys, heavy orchards, apples are smiling red, peaches are blushing, golden oranges, fragrant pears are red in the green, and densely packed with big eyes like the underworld...

The sword-Zhejian Peak in late autumn is like a seven-colored ocean. The breeze blows by, and the golden wheat fields and the sea of ​​rice are undulating, making people want to roam on a boat.

Chu Yan brought two junior masters, spring frogs and autumn cicadas, to catch insects, weeds, play, learn swords, especially the extremely meticulous dishes of sericulture and cotton.

For some reason, although Xiao Ran asked for a disadvantage and was bullied, the carefree and uncontroversial pastoral life of Zhijian Peak has never had an experience that she has grown up in the palace since she was a child and lived in the women's nest of Xiaoqi Peak for many years.

Chuyan is very happy.

Strangely, on Zhijian Peak, she was obviously closer to her master, but her obsession with her master was not as strong as before.

Is this growth?

She had no clue.

Bamboo house in the middle.

The smoke curled up all day, barbecue, hot pot, and pancakes...
To be continued...