Ling Zhouyue was about to go back to the house. When she heard that there was a good show to watch, she returned with a bamboo tube of wine and sat cross-legged on the pine roots like an elder referee.

Beside, the spring frog and autumn cicada were riding on the orange cat, and the size comparison of the three reached the proportions of a man and a horse.

The autumn light is melting, the sky is full of morning glow, 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 because he liked to touch her head, but because Chu Yan was too short and her beautiful little head was just in the position where he raised his hand.

If you don’t touch it, you won’t touch it.

"You have mastered the needle sword technique, and I have nothing left to teach you."

Chu Yan gritted her teeth and endured Xiao Ran's head-touching, just so that she could see the beautiful scene of Xiao Ran lying on the ground for the second time a moment later.

And she, as the top two on the sword-bearing peak's combat power list, stands proudly.

"I still have some unskilled swordsmanship that I practiced at Xiaoxufeng. I would like to have my master give me some pointers. If it is too bad, I can just get rid of it."

Having said that, what she was thinking about was using these inferior sword skills to make the master who took advantage of her every day throw herself on the street and kneel under her white stockings.

How could Xiao Ran not know what she was thinking, but now that her words had reached this point, he didn't even have to go down the stairs, so he had to look at his apprentice's weight.

"Draw your sword."

Xiao Ran is still in the same posture.

His figure is like a pine tree, still and still, with the sword at his waist and his hands hanging like willows.

Only the morning breeze blew through my shoulders.

Chu Yan stepped back a foot, pulled out the slender spiritual sword, and hung it in the air with a clang.

The figure flashed, and the strong wind brought the hilt of the sword, slashing towards Xiao Ran with a swipe!

His posture is even more handsome than Ling Zhouyue's sword.

The same Qi refining spiritual pressure, the same core, and the technique was learned from the Tidal Sword Technique that Ling Zhouyue had just performed, slashing at Xiao Ran with an extremely close blind spot and weak point.

Because her master was watching, she was not afraid of hurting Xiao Ran.

A sword slashed down, and the tidal power contained by the sharp edge of the sword was only superficial, but the power of the Golden Core Realm it evoked was approximately equal to the power of the tidal power.

To a certain extent, after only watching Tidal Sword Technique once, she actually learned the spiritual core!

Ling Zhouyue nodded and took a sip of wine.

This disciple is not simple, he is a bit interesting.

Xiao Ran drew his sword very slowly, but as if he could predict the future, he arrived at the place where the two swords collided in advance.

Clang!

Chu Yan lay on the ground with his sword in hand.

The numbness in my hands spread to my waist, and my legs started to tremble. I barely managed to hold myself on the stone ground, and raised my buttocks to avoid completely lying on the ground.

Why?

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

I obviously didn't neglect at all, and even secretly activated the power of the golden elixir. Why did I lose so easily?

Obviously I just want my master to see my heroic appearance, but now he sees me lying on the ground with my butt stuck out...

Xiao Ran calmly sheathed his sword and silently made another stab.

"The sword, the most important thing to stay away from is women... If you don't have a woman in your heart, draw the sword to be a god of nature. If you want to reach the peak of swordsmanship in your lifetime, don't think about all the messy things in your mind all day long."

"you--"

Chu Yan jumped up with a flutter, staring at Xiao Ran with a pair of tearful eyes. She was speechless for a long time, turned around and ran towards Song Gen, threw herself on the orange cat's back and cried loudly.

aside.

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

The bamboo tube of wine that had just been delivered to Red Lips suddenly hung in the air.

Xiao Ran's sword was different from the sword fight with her just now. It seemed that he had quietly restrained the power of the tide with some extremely delicate force.

If he had used this move just now, although he would not have defeated her, he would not have knelt down as simply as he did just now.

Could it be that...this guy is afraid that I will get angry and bleed and hurt myself?

Ling Zhouyue's heart warmed up, but she kept calm and continued drinking.

What the hell is the sewing needle sword technique again?

Is this guy still a swordsman kaleidoscope?

She stood up and walked to Chu Yan and patted her shoulder.

"You have done well, but your body cannot withstand the Tide Sword Technique. From now on, be gentler to your master and show more filial piety. Maybe he will teach you other sword techniques besides the Sewing Needle Sword Technique.

"

Chu Yan suddenly turned her head and wiped her tears.

"Really?"

In fact, besides the Tide Sword Technique, the Sewing Needle Sword Technique is her favorite, but she still has to be more studious in front of her master.

Ling Zhouyue spoke with sincerity and sincerity.

"Will Master still lie to you? When your master teaches you new sword techniques, I can give you some pointers."

"yes!"

The Jianjian Peak is filled with joyful air.

…

The sword-carrying conference is scheduled for ten days from now.

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

Give Master massage, warm wine, hot pot, barbecue, hot spring every day...relaxingly.

Regarding the Sword Inheritance Conference, in fact, in his realm, swords are no longer needed. Humans and swords are integrated into one, and everything can be a sword.

However, his only cultivation is qi refining, and relying on the resonance of mind method, his combat effectiveness is barely as good as Chu Yan's.

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

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

After successfully inheriting the sword, he will be the official sword bearer of Zong Zhishan. He will then represent the sect and travel around the world to complete an internship mission.

After performing well, they will be recruited by the Dao Alliance as Nether Hunters, win rewards and permissions for the sect, and will be recruited in the Battle of Ming.

Xiao Ran's sword-carrying moment caused waves in the door.

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

Bo Yunzi and Huangfu Qun originally refused.

It wasn't until Master Yin Yue provided Xiao Ran's latest autopsy report, Ling Zhouyue's evaluation of Xiao Ran's swordsmanship, and Master Mo Xia and Chen Gongxing's test of Xiao Ran's sword intention that the two reluctantly agreed to this risky sword-carrying time.

According to convention.

The newly appointed leader of the Taoist Alliance in Dongfu City, Li Wuxie, will personally serve as the sword referee for this sword inheritance conference.

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

After setting the date, Xiao Ran felt that the leisurely days between him and his master would not last long.

After he inherits the sword and completes the internship mission of the Dao League, he will formally accept the A-level mission of the Dao League with his master and walk on the front line of saving the world.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Considering that the people in the salvation group are staring at him, this journey must be full of dangers.

This is the future.

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

The autumn light is shining, the grass is growing and the orioles are flying.

Green vegetables, golden valleys, heavy orchards, apples smiling brightly, peaches blushing shyly, oranges as golden as fire, pears green and red, and jujubes with big eyes as dense as the underworld...

…

The Zhujian Peak in late autumn is like a sea of ​​seven colors. The gentle breeze blows, and the golden wheat fields and rice seas are undulating, which makes people want to take a boat trip.

Chu Yan took his two junior uncles, Chun Frog and Qiu Chan, to catch insects, weed, play, and practice swordsmanship in the fields, especially sericulture and cotton cooking with great care.

For some reason, although she was taken advantage of by Xiao Ran and bullied, the carefree and dispute-free pastoral life of Zhijian Peak made her grow up in the palace and live in the women's den of Xiaoxufeng all the year round.

, I experienced the relaxation and comfort I had never experienced before.

The first appearance is very happy.

The strange thing is that on the Sword Holding Peak, the distance between her and her master was obviously closer, but her fascination with her master was not as strong as before.

Is this growth?
To be continued...