Today is cloudy, and the mountains of Zongzhi are floating in a faint mist, which adds a bit of gloom to the sword tomb, which is already covered with thick clouds.

And fog is the thing that has made Xiao Ran’s scalp numb the most recently.

When I encountered the foggy sky, I felt the same as when I saw lotus milk in my previous life and heard about rubbing foam plastic, nails scraping blackboards, and stainless steel scraping ceramics.

Last night, he was almost frightened by his master's high-level fog technique. Fortunately, he finally found that it was not a horror story... but a story about growth.

He grew up too fast all of a sudden, making it difficult for Xiao Ran to look directly at his master's body. He subconsciously kept a gentleman distance, but instead got very close to Chu Yan.

It's getting late.

Among the elders, the first person to arrive at the sword tomb was Yinyue Zhenren.

As soon as Yin Yue Zhenren landed, she stared at Xiao Ran's eyebrows.

Xiao Ran hurriedly said hello.

"Master, early."

"Mr. Xiao is early."

In front of the person, Yin Yue Zhenren looked graceful and had a dignified body. He deliberately kept a considerable distance from Xiao Ran. Who would have thought that the admiration of Xiao Ran in the pill room was like a girl.

Xiao Ran looked around and waited for a while, but still couldn't see the spring frog and autumn cicada.

"Where are the two junior sisters... sisters?"

Silver Moon Road:

"I've been busy with medicine refining recently, and the spring frog and autumn cicada stayed in the alchemy room to watch the fire."

Xiao Ran suddenly felt a little regretful.

I still remember the last time, in the same cold atmosphere, the sun sets and the flags are shining, the horses are whispering and the wind is shaking, and Xiao Ran finally maintains a cold character. It was because these two naughty children sat on his shoulders and two butts, which made it funny.

At that time, Xiao Ran was so angry that he wanted to beat someone up.

Thinking about it now, the atmosphere is too cold and depressing, it’s better to be funny. Unfortunately, it’s a pity that people change, and the two baby junior sisters are no longer here…

Looking up, Master Yinyue was still so beautiful, dressed more dignified and softer than usual, but it did not help the current tense atmosphere.

Zhenren Yinyue stared at Xiao Ran's eyebrows, and a trace of shock flashed through his eyes.

So soon?

She glanced at Ling Zhouyue quietly, then pulled up her wrist, and unexpectedly, her innocence was still there.

The Yinyue Zhenren looked strange and curious.

This is strange. In addition to double breaks, can there be other methods of passing on the power that can merge blood jade?

It is a medical miracle. After the Chengjian Conference, we must ask the two of them for advice.

At this time, Old Man Ouyang prepared the high-level elder flying stone and clasped his fists to the peerless twin moon:

"Please take your seat, two elders."

Then the two of them stood up on the stone and flew to the elder's observation position above the mountainside.

As the elder of the sword, Ling Zhouyue has exclusive luxury flying stones to ride.

The wide cyan pentagonal matrix flying stone is sitting cross-legged on it, and it feels like riding on the head of Xingtiange of the Daomeng.

This made her very comfortable. After all, the Dao Alliance had cheated her a lot back then, and she was sent to the battlefield before she even started working in the academy.

Today is the day of Xiao Ranchengjian Conference. She suddenly felt that her children were about to get married, and she couldn't help but feel deeply moved.

Half a month has passed, my filial piety has grown up...

Hey, it's only half a month?

Why does it feel like it has been in the past few decades?

Ling Zhouyue poured a mouthful of wine tons, and she could feel that the eyes of the crowd below, in addition to their admiration and expectations for Xiao Ran's natural talent, also had a kind of admiration for her.

It was obviously different from the previous look of giving advice behind the scenes and looking at jokes in front of him, as if he was looking at a wise and foolish men.

There are often horses with thousands of miles apart, but there are not often Bole, hahahahaha... hiccups.

However, Yinyue Zhenren, who was standing beside him, still looked at her like a fool.

Long live her year, and in her eyes, the child who has never grown up for thousands of years is like a child who will never grow up, and is no longer much mature than the spring frog and autumn cicada.

But last night, she couldn't even guess her skills, which really surprised her and couldn't help but sigh:

"You have grown up in just half a month."

Ling Zhouyue was shocked, and the wine pot was hanging in the air, and she looked down.

Fortunately, I haven't grown up...

This thing is really annoying, affecting temperament, affecting practice, and affecting the eyes of men and women. If she grows up, she will have to cut off.

Ling Zhouyue breathed a sigh of relief, took a sip of wine, and smiled with her head raised.

"Master, don't laugh at me, be careful that I will help you refine elixirs tonight."

Yinyue Zhenren gave her a faint look.

"I forgot my mother after marrying my wife, and I forgot my master after taking over my disciples. You should take good care of your precious disciple. I looked at him and wanted to take the Heavenly Sword... Even if he fuses your blood and bones, it would be too difficult to get the Heavenly Sword."

Ling Zhouyue nodded slightly, and suddenly said with a smile:

"Master didn't prepare some elixirs for his disciple?"

Disciple?

The junior nephew can still accept it, the disciple...

Yin Yue Zhenren suddenly had a dark face, and she felt sad when she was old. After a while, she said:

"I gave him a blood-burning pill."

"puff--"

Ling Zhouyue squirted a sip of warm wine on Yinyue's thighs, and a large area was immediately wet.

"You can give him some qi refining things that I don't dare to taste easily?"

"Don't worry, he is much stronger than you in terms of physical resistance."

Yinyue Zhenren had a cold face and waved her hand to dry the robe at the base of her legs.

"Don't look at your face full of spring and Xiao Ran's physical and mental exhaustion, how could he not know that as far as the fusion of blood jade is concerned, you must be a person who is more injured."

I?

More serious injuries?

Ling Zhouyue checked her body around.

"Why don't I feel it?"

Yinyue Zhenren smiled but said nothing, but she was a little envious and sighed:

"Young... it's so good."

...

Zongzhishan is now a special period.

The agent leader Bo Yunzi, because he wants to hold the formation at the main peak, would not be present to observe the details of the Chengjian Conference, but he could also see a lot of things through the formation.

Huangfu Qun personally led the team to patrol to ensure that no emergencies occurred and that there would be no connection with the details of Chengjian.

The true man of Mo Xiao is the last elder to attend.

The old man is not tall, hunched and myopic, but today he is very energetic and is hundreds of years younger.

Until he saw Xiao Ran's panda eyes, he frowned slightly.

Xiao Ran hurriedly said hello.

"Master, early."

After thinking about it, Zhenren Mo seemed to understand and asked him with a calm face:

"Are you reading the Wanjian Tucao I gave you last night?"

Xiao Ran was stunned.

Wanjian Notes?

What is the Ten Thousand Swords Score?

When did you give me the Ten Thousand Swords Notes?

"The Wanjian Book is..."

The real man in Moxiao turned black.

Then I remembered that yesterday I invited Xiao Ran to have tea to identify his mind and nature. The sword intent was second, mainly to prepare for Xiao Ran's "Ten Thousand Swords Book".

The "Ten Thousand Swords Book" records the appearance, origin and personality of each ancient sword on the sword tomb.
To be continued...