My Debauched Devotion

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Today is a cloudy day, and there is a faint mist floating in the mountains of Zongzhi, which makes the Jianzhong, which is already shrouded in thick clouds, even more gloomy.

And the fog is the thing that makes Xiao Ran's scalp tingle the most recently.

When encountering a foggy day, it is the same feeling as he saw lotus milk in his previous life, heard rubbing foam plastic, nails scraping blackboard, and 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 Master's body, and subconsciously kept a gentleman's distance, but instead stayed very close to Chu Yan.

It's not too early.

Among the elders, the one who arrived at the Sword Tomb first was Immortal Yinyue.

As soon as Master Yinyue landed, he stared at Xiao Ran's eyebrows.

Xiao Ran hurriedly said hello.

Master, morning.

Morning Nephew Xiao.

In front of people, Master Yinyue has a graceful complexion and a dignified body, deliberately keeping a considerable distance from Xiao Ran. Who would have thought that in the alchemy room, facing Xiao Ran's dispensing medicine, there would be a touch of girlish admiration.

Xiao Ran looked around, and after waiting for a while, he still didn't see the spring frog and autumn cicada.

The two junior sisters...where are you?

Yinyue said:

Recently, I've been busy refining medicine. Spring Frog and Qiu Cicada stayed in the alchemy room to watch the fire.

Xiao Ran suddenly felt regretful.

I still remember the last time, at the Disciple Challenge with the same stern atmosphere, the setting sun shone on the banner, Ma Mingfeng was rustling, and Xiao Ran managed to maintain the aloof personality, but these two brats sat on his shoulders and his buttocks, and made fun of it. Funny.

At that time, Xiao Ran was so angry that he wanted to beat someone up.

Thinking about it now, the atmosphere is so cold and depressing, it might as well be funny, but unfortunately, the two precious junior sisters are gone...

looked up,

Uncle Yinyue was still so beautiful, dressed more dignifiedly and softly than usual, but it didn't help the tense atmosphere at the moment.

Daoist Yinyue stared directly at the center of Xiao Ran's brows, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

so soon?

She glanced at Ling Zhouyue faintly, and immediately pulled her wrist. Surprisingly, her innocence was still there.

Daoist Yinyue had a strange look on his face, revealing curiosity.

This is strange, besides weekends, is there any other way to transfer skills that can be combined with blood jade?

It is simply a medical miracle. After the Chengjian Conference, I must ask the two of them for advice.

At this time, old man Ouyang prepared the high-ranking elder Feishi, clasped his fists at Peerless Shuangyue and said:

Two elders, please take your seat.

The two of them stepped on the rock and flew to the elder's observation seat above the mountainside.

As a sword-wielding elder, Ling Zhouyue has exclusive luxury flying stones to ride on.

Sitting cross-legged on the large cyan pentagonal matrix flying stone, it feels like riding on the head of Daomeng Xing Tiange.

This made her very comfortable. After all, Daomeng didn't cheat her a lot back then, and sent her to the battlefield before she even graduated from the academy.

Today is the day of Xiao Ran's Sword Inheritance Conference, she suddenly felt that her children were going to get married, and she couldn't help feeling a lot of emotion.

It's been half a month, my filial disciple has grown up...

Hey, 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 eyes of the crowd below, apart from the admiration and expectation for Xiao Ran's talent, also had a kind of admiration for her.

It is obviously different from the previous pointing eyes and watching jokes in front of the eyes, as if looking at a wise and foolish Bole.

Maxima often has it, but Bole doesn't often have it, hahahahaha... hiccup.

However, Daoist Yinyue at the side still looked at her like a fool.

She is over ten thousand years old, and in her eyes, a thousand-year-old child in Lingzhouyue seems to be a child who will never grow up, not much more mature than a spring frog and autumn cicada.

But last night, she couldn't even guess her way of imparting the exercises, which really surprised her, and she couldn't help sighing:

It's only been half a month, and you've grown up too.

Ling Zhouyue was startled, the flagon was hanging in the air, and she looked down.

Fortunately, I didn't grow up...

This thing is really annoying. It affects temperament, cultivation, and the eyes of men and women. She will have to cut it when she grows up.

Ling Zhouyue breathed a sigh of relief, took a sip of her wine, raised her head and smiled.

Master, don't laugh at me, be careful, I will help you make alchemy tonight.

Master Yinyue gave her a faint look.

Marry a wife and forget your mother, accept a disciple and forget your teacher, you should take good care of your precious apprentice, I look at his eyes, he wants to take the Heavenly Sword... Even if he has fused your blood and bones, take the Heavenly Sword It's too forced.

Ling Zhouyue nodded slightly, then suddenly smiled and said:

Master didn't prepare some pills for his disciples?

Disciple?

Nephew and nephew can barely accept it, disciple and grandson...

Immortal Yinyue's face turned dark suddenly, and he felt the sadness of old age, and he said after a while:

I gave him an Unexplosive Blood Pill.

puff--

Ling Zhouyue sprayed warm wine on Yinyue Daoist's thigh, and it got wet immediately.

Even I dare not taste it lightly, you give him a Qi Refining?

Don't worry, in terms of physical resistance, he is stronger than you...much stronger.

Immortal Yinyue had a cold face, and dried the robe at the heels of his legs with a wave of his hand.

Don't look at your face full of happiness and Xiao Ran's physical and mental exhaustion, as a teacher, how can you not know that, as far as the fusion of blood jade is concerned, you must be the one who has suffered more serious injuries.

I?

Injured more?

Ling Zhouyue looked around to check her body.

Why don't I feel it?

Master Yinyue smiled without saying a word, but he was a little envious in his heart, and only sighed:

It's nice to be young...

...

Zongzhi Mountain is now a special period.

Bo Yunzi, the chief agent, will not be there to observe the details of the Chengjian Conference because he wants to hold the formation at the main peak, but he can see a lot of things through the formation.

Huangfuqun personally led the team on patrol to ensure that no emergencies occurred, and he would not care too much about the details of Chengjian.

The ink cartridge real person was the last elder to arrive.

The old man is not tall, stooped and short-sighted, but today he is very energetic, and he looks hundreds of years younger.

Until he saw Xiao Ran's panda eyes, he frowned slightly.

Xiao Ran hurriedly said hello.

Master, morning.

The real ink cartridge thought for a while and seemed to understand, and asked him with a calm face:

Did you read the Wanjian manual I gave you last night?

Xiao Ran was taken aback.

Wan Jianpu?

What Wanjianpu?

When did you give me the Ten Thousand Swords Manual?

Wan Jianpu is...

The old face of the ink cartridge real person turned black.

Only then did I remember that when I invited Xiao Ran to drink tea yesterday, it was second to identify his character and sword intent, the main purpose was to give Xiao Ran the 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.

In the end, he was interrupted by Li Ran's bad tea, which made him extremely embarrassed, and he hurriedly left after bragging, completely forgetting about Wan Jian Pu.

I'm old, I can't accept it.

The ink box real person's face darkened, and he didn't mention this matter at all.

I misremembered. I thought you were my former disciple. I'll watch over you today. Climb the mountain well.

Xiao Ran suddenly felt that the expectations from yesterday were gone in the deep eyes of the ink box elder.

Is my condition too bad?

Xiao Ran became somewhat nervous, and suddenly remembered something.

By the way, uncle, why haven't you seen Senior Brother Gao?

The real ink cartridge was about to leave, but he had to turn around and say:

Oh, it's rare for him to rest today, so he went to Dagu Peak to play, and said he wanted to learn some advanced techniques of sowing seeds and brewing wine.

ah this...

Xiao Ran's forehead was full of black lines, and he felt extremely ashamed.

Senior Brother Gao, Junior Sister Zhehui...look what I have done!

Seeing Xiao Ran's dejected expression, the ink box real person hastily added:

This kid's character is fine. I'm usually too strict with him. You don't mind if I didn't come to see you today?

Xiao Ran hurriedly waved his hands and said:

I don't mind or don't mind, seeking seeds and brewing wine are major events in life.

The ink cartridge real person smiled and said:

Ha... Exactly.

...

The old and the young chatted awkwardly with a half-hearted smile, which did not ease the tense atmosphere at the foot of the mountain, and even aggravated it.

It wasn't until the old man Ouyang fetched the Elder Flying Stone for Immortal Moxi, that Immortal Moxi stepped on the stone and flew to the Elder Valley above the mountainside to observe and observe.

The two breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Moist mist slowly gathers at the foot of the mountain.

Xiao Ran's naked eyes could no longer see the disciple hanging in the sky below the mountain.

He, Chu Yan, two Chengjian disciples, and the 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 twos, separated by a faint mist, they looked extremely desolate.

The five elders could barely be counted as the last ones.

All the national teachers who had been waiting outside Zongzhi Mountain 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 protected by it.

Although these national teachers are all potbellied, brocade clothes and jade robes, and full of vulgarity, they are actually cultivators.

Daomeng stipulates that any country must have a cultivator as a national teacher.

Qi refining cultivation is not enough to suppress millions of people and a well-trained body training army, so these national teachers in front of them have at least a foundation building cultivation, and some even have a golden core 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 Zongzhi Mountain, and the other half were from the Dao League, and they were not ordinary people.

After all, education must start with babies, and robbing talents for comprehension must start with ordinary people.

In the Dharma-Ending Age, the living space of mortals was invaded by ghosts and ghost beasts, resulting in a sharp decline in the population of the True Spirit 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 sub-clan, the five gangsters, the headquarters of the Dao League... are all fighting for people.

This is the reason why some national masters of small countries are from the background of Dazong or Dao League, and their cultivation bases must be Foundation Establishment and Golden Core.

Because the headquarters of the Dao League and the five gangsters are the overlords of this world.

People have to let them pick it first, and then others can pick up the rest.

But for the past three years, Xiao Ran has been picked up by all the forces, and he doesn't even want to serve in the army. Only the empresses of a few countries saw that he was born handsome, and wanted him to be the face of the palace.

After all, a mortal empress does not have the temperament and youthful appearance of a female cultivator.

Xiao Ran scolded loudly, no matter how much money he gave.

I! Traveler! I traveled to this world to practice stealthily, so as to save the world, not to save you bewitching grandmas!

Just as he was recalling, a middle-aged and elderly national teacher with a bloated figure, walking in small steps, and with a mixed-principal sword energy, walked towards Xiao Ran and Chu Yan.

Xiao Ran always felt that this person looked familiar.

National Teacher Chao Chuyan made a deep bow and said respectfully:

I've seen my grandparents.

Chu Yan frowned, showing displeasure.

How many times have I said, don't call me old, just call me Senior Sister.

The national teacher thought, I am the same generation as the emperor, you are the emperor's aunt, I call you senior sister...

Isn't this a mess of seniority?

Is it up to you to decide whether to mess up or not!

yes.

Xiao Ran could tell that the two were very familiar.

In the past three years, he has traveled all over the 17 small countries around Zongzhi Mountain, and his experience of repeated defeats is learned from the entrance examinations of the various countries.

Therefore, he knows a thing or two about most of the seventeen national teachers, but this Huo Fen national teacher seems to be a bit unfamiliar.

Unfamiliar, but also reveals a certain sense of déjà vu.

After the national teacher exchanged greetings with Chuyan, he looked at Xiao Ran. He was quite shocked by Xiao Ran's cultivation, and he was even more puzzled by the tired look on Xiao Ran's face.

Presumably this is Xiao, the emperor's grandmother's younger brother...

How did Chuyan write the letter?

Before the national teacher could finish speaking, Xiao Ran interrupted him in a cold voice.

It's Master.

This……

The national teacher was dumbfounded.

This is completely different from the junior brother mentioned by the grandparents!

Chu Yan blushed, and quickly resolved the embarrassment with an introduction.

Let me introduce to you, this is Huo Fen Guoguo Master Baoguo, a master who came from the Dao League three years ago.

It was an introduction, but she didn't mention Xiao Ran's identity and status at all, and only introduced the national teacher to him.

Real Baoguo?

Xiao Ran was taken aback.

Didn't the People's Daily issue documents?

How can you still protect the country?

No wonder there is always a long-term sense of sight...

Wait, something is wrong with this guy!

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