My filial piety has gone bad

"What are you reluctant to do? Who do you think let him go to heaven? If you don't practice hard to become stronger, you will think about messy things every day."

No, disciples can only become stronger if they think about messy things!

Xiao Ran thought to himself.

The hot spring is filled with the festive atmosphere of the New Year.

A few people drank tea, took a nap, and ate melon seeds in the infiltration of the Suzaku beast spirit, all a little drowsy.

It seems that they are all immersed in the fairy age where there are gods in the sky and gods and beasts on the ground, and everyone can practice Qi.

Until midnight, in addition to the old year in the new year, the Dharma-ending era lasted for another year.

Suddenly, firecrackers sounded continuously, pulling everyone back from their fairy dreams.

Immortal Yinyue took out the Daoist League task book that Huangfuqun had handed over to her during the day, and handed it to Xiao Ran.

It's not an invitation, it's a mandatory task.

The time was noon on the first day of the first lunar month, and they gathered at Xianlin Restaurant in Chaos City to unify their action plan.

"Noon?"

Xiao Ran was startled suddenly.

"From Zongzhi Mountain to Chaos City, in addition to the teleportation array, there are flame deserts and dark forests. Isn't it time to leave now?"

"of course."

Master Yinyue held the teacup and nodded indifferently. Even though he was wrapped in a bathrobe, his complexion was dignified and elegant.

There is an imperceptible and indescribable black belly in the elegance.

"I was afraid that you would not come back, so I waited until now to take it out. At least you spent the most beautiful New Year with Master Uncle."

Xiao Ran's face turned dark, but his heart was warm.

He was most afraid of his uncle saying: If you can return from the apostles, the uncle will give birth to you as well.

Treat every meeting as a farewell, so as to live up to this good night.

"Are the apostles dangerous?"

Xiao Ran still asked tentatively.

True Silver Moon said:

"About the legend of the apostles, I have heard some inside stories in the early years, but it is not helpful to improve your survival rate, so I don't want to scare you."

At the end, she added:

"That's why Yue'er risked feeding you the Great Underworld Core."

Hammer it!

Master really deliberately fed me the ghost core...

Ling Zhouyue ate and drank enough, pursed her lips, got up holding the flagon and stretched long, her chest was so wide that it pushed off her bathrobe.

Fortunately, when Xiao Ran looked up, she had already changed into red clothes in an instant.

Cold, majestic, even... dark.

"gone."

Her parting words are only two words.

Xiao Ran stood up and said to Uncle Yinyue:

"What do you want to bring this time?"

Chu Yan's body was plumped up by the delicacy of the divine beast and her face was flushed, but seeing Xiao Ran's pretentious appearance was not pleasing to the eye.

"Tch, it's still a honeymoon. If you go to the battlefield with this kind of thinking, you will be the first to die."

Master Yinyue sipped the misty black tea without raising his head.

"Just bring yourself and Yue'er back."

……

before departure.

Xiao Ran went to Zhujian Peak with his master, and got the polished giant Yan from the hand of the real ink box.

Gao Shi is setting off New Year's Eve fireworks with Zhehui.

Xiao Ran roughly glanced at the polished body.

It didn't improve the combat effectiveness, but the stability and durability have been greatly increased, so it won't break down easily on the battlefield, and it is more conducive to Xiao Ran's control.

"Did Master Master do it himself?"

Immortal Moxi made two cups of tea for Xiao Ran's master and apprentice with his own hands, bent his body and said:

"It's ashamed to say that polishing the latest materials of the Shenwu Kingdom is no longer as good as an apprentice."

Xiao Ran was about to drink tea, when he saw Master put the teacup on the long table, he remembered something and put down the teacup.

"Master is humble, I think this Yanjia is well polished, it can't be more perfect."

"These are the craftsmanship of the high master. I said that I was afraid of disturbing the private life of you and my junior sisters and nephews. I haven't sent them over. If I want to come, I guess he is afraid of delaying my private life."

"It's all my fault that the disciple found a Taoist companion for the senior brother and delayed work."

The ink cartridge real person sighed:

"It's okay, that's another kind of polishing that is indispensable in his life."

Xiao Ran was taken aback for a moment, he never thought that Uncle Mo Xi could still drive at his age.

Ling Zhouyue even felt that what he said was very philosophical, and it was a perfect match for his bitter tea.

The task of casting swords by real people in the ink box is also heavy, and there is no rest during the Chinese New Year. Seeing off the guests:

"It's getting late, you don't have to stay here with me, come back and drink tea."

Master and apprentice Xiao Ran's face turned bitter, and suddenly they didn't want to come back.