Today is a cloudy day, and the mountains of Zongzhi are scattered with a faint mist, which adds a gloomy look to the already gloomy Sword Tomb shrouded in clouds.
The fog was the thing that made Xiao Ran's scalp tingle the most recently.
When encountering foggy days, it was the same feeling as when he saw lotus milk in his previous life, and heard rubbing foam plastic, nails scraping blackboards, stainless steel scraping ceramics.
Last night, he was almost frightened by Master's high-level fog technique. Fortunately, he finally found out that it was not a horror story... but a story about growing up.
He grew up too fast all of a sudden, making it difficult for Xiao Ran to look directly at the master's body. He subconsciously kept a gentleman's distance, but he was very close to Chu Yan.
It's not too early.
Among the elders, the first person to arrive at the Sword Tomb was Yinyue Zhenren.
Immortal Yinyue stared straight at Xiao Ran's eyebrows as soon as he landed.
Xiao Ran was busy saying hello.
"Master, morning."
"Senior nephew Xiao is early."
In front of the people, Yinyue Zhenren had a graceful face and a dignified body, and deliberately maintained a considerable distance from Xiao Ran. Who would have thought that Xiao Ran's medicine dispensing in the pill room was like a girl's admiration.
Xiao Ran looked around, and after waiting for a while, he still didn't see the figure of Spring Frog and Qiu Chan.
"Two junior sisters... what about sister?"
Silver Moon Road:
"Recently, I have been busy refining medicine. Spring Frog and Qiu Chan stayed in the Danfang to watch the fire."
Xiao Ran suddenly felt a little regretful.
I still remember the last time, in the same stern atmosphere of the Disciple Challenge, the setting sun shone on the banner, Ma Mingfeng Xiaoxiao, Xiao Ran managed to maintain the high-cold persona, but these two arrogant children sat on his shoulders and his buttocks were in the air, to be tricked. Funny.
At that time, Xiao Ran wanted to beat up someone.
Thinking about it now, the atmosphere is too cold and really depressing, it might as well be funny, but unfortunately, the two precious junior sisters are no longer there...
Looking up, Uncle Yinyue was still so beautiful, dressed more dignifiedly and softly than usual, but it didn't help the current tense atmosphere.
Yinyue Zhenren stared directly at Xiao Ran's eyebrows, a look of shock flashed in his eyes.
so soon
She glanced at Ling Zhouyue faintly, and immediately pulled up her wrist. Surprisingly, her innocence was still there.
The real Yinyue looked strange and curious.
This is strange, in addition to Shuangxiu, can there be other methods of transmission that can integrate blood jade
It is a medical miracle. After the Chengjian Conference, you must ask the two of them for advice.
At this time, the old man Ouyang prepared the high-ranking elder Fei Shi, and clasped his fist to Peerless Shuangyue:
"Two elders, please take your seats."
The two then stepped on the stone and flew to the elder observation seat above the mountainside.
As the sword-wielding elder, Ling Zhouyue has an exclusive luxury flying stone to ride on.
The large cyan pentagonal matrix flying stone, sitting cross-legged on it, has a feeling of riding on the head of Xingtian Pavilion of the Dao League.
This made her very comfortable. After all, the Dao League did not pit her much, and she was sent to the battlefield before she graduated from the academy.
Today is the day of Xiao Ran's Chengjian Conference, and she suddenly felt that her children were going to be married, and she couldn't help feeling overwhelmed.
It's been half a month, my filial disciple has grown up...
Hey, is it only half a month
How does it feel like decades have passed
Ling Zhouyue took a sip of wine, and she could feel that the gazes of the crowd below, in addition to looking up and expecting Xiao Ran's talent, also had a kind of admiration for her.
It was obviously different from the previous look that pointed behind his back and watched jokes in front of him, as if he was looking at a wise and foolish Bole.
Maxima often has it, but Bole doesn't often have it, hahahahaha... hiccup.
However, the real Yinyue on the side still looked at her like a fool.
She is over ten thousand years old. In her eyes, Ling Zhouyue's thousand-year-old child is like a child who will never grow up, not much more mature than the Spring Frog and Qiu Chan.
But last night, she couldn't even guess the way she taught the practice, which really surprised her and couldn't help sighing:
"It's only been half a month, and you've grown up too."
Ling Zhouyue was taken aback, the jug hung in the air and looked down.
Good thing I didn't grow up...
This thing is too big to be annoying, it affects the temperament, affects the practice, and also affects the subtle eyes of men and women.
She has a headache when she is old, and she will have to be cut when she grows up.
Ling Zhouyue breathed a sigh of relief, took a sip of wine, raised her head and smiled.
"Master, don't laugh at me, be careful that I will help you make alchemy tonight."
Yinyue Zhenren gave her a faint white look.
"If you marry a daughter-in-law and forget your mother, if you accept a disciple, you forget your teacher. You should take good care of your precious apprentice. When I see his eyes, he wants to take the Heavenly Sword... Even if he fuses your blood and bones, the Heavenly Sword will still be used. It's too hard."
Ling Zhouyue nodded slightly, and suddenly said with a thief smile:
"Master didn't prepare some medicinal pills for the disciple and grandson?"
Disciple
The nephew can still reluctantly accept, the disciple and grandson...
Yinyue Zhenren's face suddenly turned black, and his heart was saddened by old age, and he said after a long while:
"I gave him a blood bursting pill."
"puff-"
Ling Zhouyue sprayed the warm wine on Yinyue Zhenren's thigh, and immediately became wet.
"You can give him a Qi Refinement for something that I don't even dare to taste easily?"
"Don't worry, in terms of physical resistance, he is stronger than you... much stronger."
Yinyue Zhenren had a cold face, and waving his hands to dry the robes at the base of his legs.
"Don't look at the way you look like you're full of spring, and Xiao Ran's body and mind are exhausted. How could you not know that as a teacher, as far as the fusion of blood jade is concerned, you must be the more severely injured person."
I
More injured
Ling Zhouyue looked around to check her body.
"Why don't I feel it?"
Yinyue Zhenren laughed without saying a word, but was somewhat envious in his heart, and only sighed:
"Young... nice."
…
Mt. Zongzhi is now in a special period.
The agent leader, Bo Yunzi, will not be present to observe the details of the Chengjian Conference because he has to hold a grand formation on the main peak, but he can see a lot of things through the grand formation.
Huangfuqun personally led the team on patrol to ensure that no emergencies occurred and that they would not care too much about the details of Chengjian.
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The real ink cartridge was the last elder to be present.
The old man is not tall, crooked and short-sighted, but today he is very energetic, and he is several hundred years younger.
Until he saw Xiao Ran's circle of panda eyes, he frowned slightly.
Xiao Ran was busy saying hello.
"Master, morning."
The real person thought about it and seemed to understand, and asked him with a sullen face:
"Did you read the Wanjian score I gave you last night?"
Xiao Ran was stunned.
Wan Jian score
What Wanjian score
When did you give me Wanjian score
"Wan Jianpu is..."
The real face of the ink cartridge was black.
Only then did I remember that I invited Xiao Ran to drink tea yesterday, and the second thing to identify his character and sword intent was to prepare Xiao Ran's "Wan Jian Pu".
"Wan Jian Pu" records the appearance, origin and character of each ancient sword on the sword mound.
Knowing in advance, the Chengjian Conference can be targeted and avoid many detours.
As a result, he was interrupted by Xiao Ran's tea, which made him extremely embarrassed. After an embarrassing blow, he hurriedly left, completely forgetting the "Wan Jian Pu".
I'm old, I can't accept it.
The face of the real ink cartridge sank, and he did not mention this at all.
"I remembered it wrong. I thought you were my former disciple. I will watch you today, and you will climb the mountain."
Xiao Ran suddenly felt that in the deep eyes of the ink box elder, the expectations of yesterday were no longer there.
Am I in such a bad state today
Xiao Ran became somewhat nervous, suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly asked:
"By the way, Uncle, why didn't you see Senior Brother Gao?"
The real ink cartridge was about to leave, and he had to turn around again.
"Oh, he had a rare rest today. He went to Dagufeng to play, and said he wanted to learn some advanced seed selection and winemaking techniques."
Ah this...
Xiao Ran's forehead was full of black lines, and he felt extremely ashamed.
Senior Senior Brother Gao, Junior Sister Zhehui... Look what I have done!
Seeing Xiao Ran's dejected expression, the real ink cartridge hurriedly added:
"This kid has no problem with his character. I'm usually too strict with him. I didn't come to see you today. Wouldn't you mind?"
Xiao Ran hurriedly waved his hand and said:
"Don't mind, don't mind, seed selection and winemaking are big things in life."
The real ink cartridge smiled and said:
"Ha... Exactly."
…
The old and the young duo chatted awkwardly without laughing, which did not relieve the tense atmosphere under the mountain at all, and even aggravated it.
It was not until Old Man Ouyang brought the Elder Flying Stone to Real Man Ink Box, and Real Man Ink Box stepped on the stone and flew to the observation position in the Valley of Elders above the mountainside.
The two breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
Moist fog slowly gathers under the mountain.
Xiao Ran could no longer see the disciple hanging in the air at the foot of the mountain.
He, Chuyan, two disciples of Chengjian, and two old coaches who presided over the scene, a total of four people, stood on the welcoming stone platform at the foot of the mountain.
Isolated in pairs, separated by a faint fog, it looks extremely desolate.
The five elders barely counted after they arrived.
The teachers from all countries who had been waiting outside Zongzhi Mountain for a long time also came from the south with their swords and came to the welcome platform at the foot of the mountain.
Xiao Ran counted, there were seventeen people in total, representing the seventeen countries or independent cities around Zongzhi Mountain that were sheltered by him.
Don't look at these national teachers, all of them are big-bellied, dressed in brocade and jade robes, and are full of vulgarity, but they are actually cultivators.
The Dao League stipulates that any country must have a cultivator as the national teacher.
Qi-refining cultivation is not enough to suffocate the millions of people and well-trained body-forging troops, so these national masters have at least foundation-building cultivation, and some even have Jindan cultivation.
Therefore, the status of the national teacher is very high, surpassing the emperor to some extent.
According to Xiao Ran's understanding, half of the seventeen national teachers were once disciples of Zongzhishan, and the other half were from the Dao League, and they were not ordinary people.
After all, education must start from the dolls, and the snatch of cultivation talents must also start from mortals.
In the era of the end of the law, the living space of mortals was invaded by ghosts and beasts, resulting in a sharp decline in the population of Zhenling Continent year after year.
This means that the scramble for talent has become more urgent and more competitive.
The royal family, the army, the domestic Zizong, the five hooligans, the Dao League headquarters... all are fighting for people.
This is why some national teachers in small countries are from the background of large sects or Taoist alliances, and the cultivation base is also the reason for building foundations and golden cores.
Because the Dao League headquarters and the five rogues are the overlords of this world.
Talents have to let them pick first, and then others can pick up the rest.
In the past three years, Xiao Ran has been picked up by all the forces, and they don't even want to be in the army. Only a few empresses from countries saw that he was born handsome and wanted him to be the head of the palace.
After all, the mortal queen does not have the temperament and youthful appearance of a female cultivator.
Xiao Ran scolded loudly, and would not do it no matter how much money was given.
I! Traveler! Traveling to this side of the world is to sneak practice, so as to save the world, not to save you coquettish grandmothers!
Just as he was recalling, a middle-aged and elderly national teacher with a bloated body, taking small steps, with a sword-like energy on his face, walked towards Xiao Ran and Chuyan.
Xiao Ran always felt that this person was a little familiar.
The national teacher Zhao Chuyan gave a deep bow and said respectfully:
"I have seen the emperor's aunt."
Chu Yan frowned, looking unhappy.
"How many times have I said that, don't call me old, just call me senior sister."
The national teacher thought about it, he is the same generation as the emperor, you are the emperor's aunt, I call you senior sister...
"Isn't this messing up the generations?"
"It's up to you to decide whether to mess up or not!"
"Yes."
Xiao Ran could see that the two were very familiar with each other.
In the past three years, he has traveled to the seventeen small countries around Zongzhi Mountain, and the experience of repeated battles and repeated defeats is obtained in the entry examination of the various countries.
Therefore, most of the seventeen national teachers know a thing or two, only this national teacher of Huo Fen seems to be somewhat unfamiliar.
The face is raw, and there is a sense of plausibility.
After the national teacher and Chu Yan greeted each other, they looked at Xiao Ran. He was quite shocked by Xiao Ran's cultivation, and Xiao Ran's exhausted look made him even more puzzled.
"Presumably this one is the younger brother of the emperor's grandmother, Xiao..."
How did Chu Yan write the letter
Xiao Ran did not wait for the national teacher to finish speaking, and interrupted him with a cold voice.
"It's Master."
"This… "
The national teacher was stunned.
This is completely different from the junior and junior brothers mentioned by the aunt!
Chu Yan's face was flushed, and she was busy introducing herself to resolve the embarrassment.
"Let me introduce to you, this is the real master of the Huo Fen Kingdom, who came from the Dao League three years ago."
Said to be an introduction, but she did not mention Xiao Ran's identity and status at all, and only introduced Xiao Ran to the national teacher.
Bao Lin real person
Xiao Ran was stunned.
The master of Hunyuan Xingyi Taijiquan
Wait, there's something wrong with this guy!