Bai Yueguang, who was dressed as a hero and died prematurely

"Selling pancakes - delicious and crispy pancakes -!"

"Sir, come in and have a sip of tea!"

"Baozi, freshly baked buns! Affordable price, thin skin and lots of stuffing!"

The lively market was bustling with people coming and going. Several people wearing blue and white monk uniforms were sitting in the tavern, drinking small glasses of wine and discussing.

"Ai, have you heard that the Xiaoyao sect has recently gained an heir to the head of the sect. His methods are vigorous and resolute. Not only has the entire sect been kept in order, but he has also made a declaration of war with the other four small sects."

"Didn't you hear about it? I heard that such an exciting thing will happen in five days!"

"What's their bet?"

"It seems to be the sect's most important treasure!"

They talked about the magic weapon with great interest, "Have you heard that the martial arts sect's magic weapon has been lost?"

"Brother Yuan, tell me in detail!"

Yuan Xiong grinned while drinking, "I have a brother who is a disciple of the martial arts sect who guards the magic weapon library. He told me in a distressed manner two or a few months ago that the treasure of the sect was lost." He squinted, " I was just thinking, who would steal other people’s secret treasures when they have nothing to do?”

There were two men and a woman wearing curtain hats sitting at the table next to them. After finishing the food and wine, the man put the money on the table and left with the woman.

The boss behind him muttered, "Why did the monk return the silver without even having the spiritual stone? He is so poor."

The two of them pretended not to hear.

Ye Linglan's middle-level diamond cultivation level was not concealed at all, and her delicate and beautiful face was looming underneath. She followed her senior brother Pu De and left here.

Since the last time Ye Linglan was thrown into the ice and snow, she was frozen into an ice sculpture and stayed there unconscious for three years. Later, it was Pu De who rescued her.

After waking up, he lost his memory. Along with his savior, he became the head of Tianxin Sect, the Five Small Sects, and became his direct disciple.

She came here to participate in the competition. She wanted to get the bamboo flute of Tianyun Sect, one of the five small sects. She heard that this item can help monks condense their energy.

She has... cultivated for more than 3000 years without making any progress.

Logically speaking, it is a good qualification for a monk to reach the platinum level of cultivation when he is several hundred years old. Diamond practitioners are usually several thousand years old. However, her bone age at that time was measured to be 19 years old, and she actually already had a middle-level diamond level of cultivation.

I just don’t know why I can’t absorb the elemental spiritual power in the air no matter how hard I practice.

Now she is more than 3000 years old, and she is still in the middle stage of diamond cultivation. Her originally amazing talents have become more mediocre as she grows older.

All kinds of miraculous medicines from the sect were sent to her first, but after taking them, they were of no use. Her Dantian was like a pool of stagnant water, unable to stir up any waves.

that is...

Ye Linglan frowned and listened carefully to the three words "Xiaoyao Sect". Every time she heard these three words, she felt a sense of familiarity from the bottom of her heart, as if they were very important to her. When she thought about it, her head The pain started again and she covered her head.

Next to him, Pu Er is handsome and sunny, not handsome like Xiao Xianrou or as delicate and handsome as Mu Zifeng, but handsome and tough, full of wildness. The outline of his facial features is not delicate, but rough and tense.

He already has a late diamond cultivation level and can be considered to have average to above average qualifications.

Seeing that his junior sister had a headache, Pu De couldn't help but put her in his arms. Even though he knew it was useless, he still used his spiritual power to comfort her and softly comforted:

"Junior sister, let the past go by. If you can't see things clearly, let them continue to be blurred. Some things will be hurt when you think about them."

He sighed in his heart, sincerely feeling for his junior sister was not worth it.

He was a junior sister who was rescued from an avalanche.

He will never forget that cold snowy mountain.

The junior sister was dying there and was frozen for an unknown amount of time. After he rescued her, she cried like a trapped animal and crawled into his arms, saying "it's so cold" and "it hurts".

When I lifted my hair, I realized that she was so beautiful, but she was covered in scratches.

I don’t know who was so cruel as to leave her here.

Pu Wei secretly narrowed his eyes. There was an opened storage bag next to him. It was the Xiaoyao sect's storage bag. He didn't know whether the junior sister was a member of the Xiaoyao sect or whether the person who abandoned her was a member of the Xiaoyao sect. No matter which outcome, he couldn't accept it.

After they left, a familiar hot figure appeared on the street.

Originally, Yuan Xiong was still chatting there, but from the corner of his eye, he could see his figure and his feet slipped as he tried to slip away, but he was grabbed the next second.

He raised his eyes and met Yuan Ye's face.

Yuan Ye opened the stool next to him and sat down.

This is his biological sister, but they were sent to different sects by their parents since childhood.

Their parents had died long ago, leaving only the brother and sister to depend on each other.

It's his sister who really has a bad temper. She asks him to make some weird things for three days or two, saying that she wants to punish her.

Yuan Xiong is still honest and loyal at heart, and he doesn't know why his sister becomes more and more bullying.

He had never seen these fair-weather friends around him, so he thought they were Yuan Xiong's beauties and winked, "Brother Yuan?"

Yuan Xiong was already annoyed, but when he saw their wretched expressions, he became even more annoyed and kicked them hard.

"This is my sister, we have something to talk about, get out of here, get out of here."

The group just dispersed.

Yuan Ye finally spoke.

"Brother, you must win this time."

Yuan Xiong thought he heard wrongly. His sister actually cared about him?

Isn't his sister only dedicated to her sect, and she actually cares about him!

The great ecstasy fell on him, which made him at a loss.

Yuan Ye didn't care about Yuan Xiong's reaction and directly put a bottle of nectar on the table, "Drinking this will instantly increase your cultivation level by two levels, but the effect can only last for three days."

She stared at Yuan Xiong and expressed her request, "You must win, and then give me the magic weapon to win."

Yuan Xiong was so happy that he didn't know why. He should do what Yuan Ye said.

She is his sister, and he deserves to be pampered.

If Yuan Xiong looks carefully, he will find that Yuan Ye's eyes are cold at this moment.

Yuan Ye thought to himself, no matter where you appear as the heir, the treasure of the Xiaoyao Sect is destined to be mine.

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Ruan Xingzhu was leisurely eating spiritual fruits in the back mountain.

Juicy, thin-skinned, sweet and delicious, delicious, delicious!

The little boy standing aside was about to cry, "Little Master Uncle, please don't eat it. There is only half of the mountain of spiritual fruit left. How can I explain it to Elder Qiu and Elder Mu!"

"Oh, there's nothing to worry about! I'm your destined heir, so what's the point of eating a few fruits! There are no fairy fruits, and I won't even be allowed to eat spiritual fruits!"

The little boy wanted to cry even more, "How do you explain it to Elder Mu and Elder Qiu? Elder Mu is okay and has a better temper. Elder Qiu is very stubborn and will definitely use this matter to squeeze us again... maybe Hundreds of years of work will be wasted."

Ruan Xingzhu raised his eyes, "He often exploits you?"