My Debauched Devotion

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

On the side, the spring frog and the autumn cicada are riding on the orange cat back and forth. The comparison of the three body shapes has reached the proportion of a human and a horse.

The autumn light is in harmony, the morning glow is all over the sky, and the atmosphere looks relaxed and freehand.

But the morning breeze was blowing slowly on Jianping, and the atmosphere was somewhat dignified.

Xiao Ran walked towards Chuyan and stroked her dog's head. It's not that she likes to touch her head to kill her, but that Chuyan is too short, and her beautiful little head is just where he raised his hand.

Do not touch white do not touch.

"You have mastered sewing needle and swordsmanship, and I have nothing to teach you as a teacher."

Chu Yan gritted her teeth and endured Li Ran's groping, just to see the beautiful scene of Li Ran lying on the ground for the second time in a while.

And she, as the top two in the sword holding peak battle strength list, stands proudly.

"The disciple still has some low-level swordsmanship that he practiced in Xiaoyu Peak before. I want Master to give some pointers. If it's too bad, just discard it."

Having said that, what she was thinking in her heart was to let this master who took advantage of her every day fall to the street and kneel under her white stockings with these unrefined swordsmanship.

How could Xiao Ran not know what she was thinking, but since she had spoken to this point, he couldn't even go down the steps, so he could only watch his apprentice's strength.

"Draw your sword."

Xiao Ran was still in the same posture.

The body is like a pine tree, standing still, the sword is at the waist, and the hands are hanging like willows.

Only the morning breeze blows like flying.

Chu Yan stepped back a foot, pulled out the slender spirit sword, and let it clang in the air.

With a flash of his figure, the gust of wind brought the hilt of the sword, and slashed 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, the technique was learned from the tide swordsmanship that Ling Zhouyue just performed, and cut towards Xiao Ran with a very close dead angle and weak point.

Because there is a master watching by her side, she is not afraid of hurting li xuan.

A sword was struck down, and the tidal power wrapped by the sharpness of the sword was only superficial, but the power of the golden core level it attracted was about equal to the power of the tidal power.

To a certain extent, she has learned the spiritual core after only watching the tide swordsmanship once!

Ling Zhouyue nodded and took a sip of her wine.

This disciple is not simple, but interesting.

Xiao Ran drew his sword very slowly, but he seemed to predict the future and arrived at the place where the two swords clashed ahead of time.

Clang!

Chuyan lay on the ground with her sword in hand.

The numbness in the hands spread to the waist, and the legs trembled accordingly. He barely supported himself on the stone floor, buttocks, so as not to completely prostrate on the ground.

Why?

Obviously it's just refining qi, why is this guy so strong?

I obviously didn't neglect at all, and even secretly induced the power of Jindan, why did I lose so simply?

He obviously only wanted to let the master see my heroic appearance, but now he sees me lying on the ground with my buttocks up...

Xiao Ran withdrew his sword abruptly, and made a stab silently.

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

"you--"

Chu Yan jumped up and stared at Xiao Ran with teary eyes, she was speechless for a long time, then turned her head and ran to Song Gen, threw herself into the orange cat's back and burst into tears.

aside.

Facing the seemingly ridiculous scene, Ling Zhouyue's expression was extremely dignified.

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

Xiao Ran's sword was different from the sword confrontation with her just now, it seemed to have quietly restrained the power of the tide with some extremely exquisite strength.

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

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

Ling Zhouyue felt warm in her heart,

But he kept his composure and continued to drink.

Needle swordsmanship...what the hell?

Is this guy still a kaleidoscope of swordsmanship?

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

"You did a good job, but your physique can't bear the tide swordsmanship. From now on, be gentler to your master and show more filial piety. Maybe besides the sewing needle swordsmanship, he will teach you other swordsmanship. "

Chu Yan suddenly turned her head and wiped away her tears.

"Really?"

In fact, besides the tide swordsmanship, the sewing needle swordsmanship is her favorite, but in front of her master, she still has to be easy to learn.

Ling Zhouyue speaks earnestly and sincerely.

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

"yes!"

There is a happy air on Zhijian Peak.

...

The time for the Sword Inheritance Conference is set to be ten days later.

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

Give Master a massage every day, warm wine, hot pot, barbecue, hot spring... it's easy.

Regarding the sword inheritance conference, in fact, his realm no longer needs a sword. The human sword is one, and everything can be a sword.

But his cultivation base is only Qi refining, and relying on the resonance method, his combat power barely surpasses Chu Yan.

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

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

After successfully bearing the sword, he will become the official sword bearer of Zongzhi Mountain, and then he will represent the Zongmen, travel the world, and complete an internship task.

After performing well, he will be recruited by the Dao League as a Nether Hunter to win rewards and authority for the sect, and he will be recruited in the Battle of the Netherworld.

Xiao Ran's time of inheriting the sword 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 Immortal Yinyue provided Xiao Ran's latest autopsy report, Ling Zhouyue's assessment of Xiao Ran's sword skills, and Immortal Moxie and Chen Xingxing's testing of Xiao Ran's sword intent, that the two had no choice but to agree to this adventurous time to inherit the sword.

By convention.

Li Wuxie, the newly-appointed leader of the Daoist League in Dongfu City, will personally serve as the swordsman for the Sword Inheritance Conference.

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

After setting the date, Xiao Ran felt that the leisure time between him and Master would not last long.

After he accepts the sword and completes the Dao League practice mission, he will formally accept the Dao League Class A mission with his master and walk on the front line of saving the world.

Considering the people in the rescue group were staring at him, the journey must have been fraught with danger.

This is the future.

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

The autumn light is shining, and the grass grows and the warblers fly.

Lush green vegetables, golden valleys, heavy orchards, apples with red smiles, peaches blushing shyly, golden oranges like fire, green pears with reddish green, and jujubes with big eyes like ghosts... …

In late autumn, Zhijian Peak is like a sea of ​​seven colors. When the breeze blows, the golden wheat fields and rice seas are undulating, which makes people want to take a boat for a stroll.

Chuyan took the spring frog and autumn cicada two junior uncles, catching insects in the field, weeding, playing, practicing swords, especially the extremely meticulous cooking of sericulture and cotton.

For some reason, although Li Ran took advantage of her and bullied her tightly, Zhijian Peak's carefree pastoral life without disputes made her, who grew up in the palace and lived in the nest of women on Xiaoyu Peak all the year round, Experience like never before.

Chu Yan is very happy.

The strange thing is that on Zhijian Peak, she is obviously closer to Shizu, but her fascination with Shizu is not as strong as before.

Is this growth?

She has no clue.

The bamboo house in the middle.

Smoke from cooking all day long, barbecue every day, hot pot, pancakes...

Under Xiao Ran's meticulous filial piety, Ling Zhouyue not only looks better than before, but her skin is even more radiant and tender, not inferior to her first appearance. In just a few days, she actually gained ten catties of flesh.

She used to go out every other day to cheat and drink, but now Tiansnail pretends to be sick at home, occupying Xiao Ran's eight-square-meter bed, opening her mouth for food and clothes.

Over the past few days, the most intense sports she has done are fishing and peeing.

Lazy and enjoying herself, she completely lost the sassy demeanor of a sword-wielder, and she was white and fat like a little woman, only with a rich charm, even more so than before.

One day, she finally noticed something was wrong.

"Sinister, look how fat I have become!"

Xiao Ran said:

"Master, it's very simple for you to lose weight with magic."

"Slimming by spells is either a trick to blind your eyes, or it will hurt your spiritual veins. I want to exercise to lose weight. Draw your sword and let me see if your swordsmanship has improved. Hurry up!"

Xiao Ran didn't pay attention to her, and just focused on gathering the wool.

He doesn't want to be laid on the ground by his master again...

Ling Zhouyue saw his worries, so she said softly:

"I'll be gentle this time, and I'll definitely save you face. Let's fight for a while."

"No, you're looking for Chuyan."

"Idiot, I want you!"

...

this day.

A fairy boat and a falcon flew from the sky.

and two people.