Every time I go back to the mountain, I will see the apprentices making trouble

The young woman sat loosely on the stone bench, looked up at the blue sky, her jet-black hair fell to the ground, gently without raising a speck of dust.

"Tell me, why do the clouds in the sky gather and then disperse?"

The woman whispered softly.

Zhao Qingmu helped her pull up the hair that had fallen on the ground, and said, "Yunjuan and Yunshu are formed by celestial phenomena, what's so strange?"

"Senior Brother Qingmu certainly doesn't think it's strange," Ling Yao walked over with the sword in his arms, and glanced coldly at Zhao Qingmu's hand, "Worrying about others is something we mere mortals would do, right, Senior Sister Liu Lan."

Zhao Qingmu was dumbfounded for a moment, and only Liu Lan and Ling Yao were the only ones under the master's sect who, relying on the autumn meeting trials, came here step by step from the outer disciples who looked like mortals.Immortal cultivators are actually very boring, so they like to talk about their background and status the most. In addition, the Lingfeng Sect has a strict hierarchy, so the disciples of the inner sect have become more and more unscrupulous, talking about everything, such as mortals who are poor. Well, if you enter the inner sect, you won't be able to do much. If you can't get it right, the two of you will even have children.This made Ling Yao very annoyed. He and Senior Sister Liu Lan only met at the Autumn Meeting. If they were targeted like this just because they were both outer disciples, it would be too unfair, and he was afraid that something worse would happen.

On that day, he pulled Senior Sister Liu Lan who had just moved into the inner sect, and went to ask for an explanation from Lancang Peak disciple Zhao Qingmu. Said something unfounded.

Since that day, he always saw Liu Lan and Zhao Qingmu staying together, talking about flowers, flowers, birds and birds, which he couldn't understand.

Zhao Qingmu, heh, once he sees it, he will stab him with words.

"Junior brother, are you still angry about what happened that day?" Liu Lan walked to Ling Yao and patted him on the shoulder, "It's okay, even if you are the illegitimate son of the head, I won't mistake you for entering through the back door. inner door."

Ling Yao was so angry that his nostrils dilated, "Who says I'm the illegitimate son of the head?"

"Rumors and rumors are not true if they are not taken seriously." Zhao Qingmu stroked his sleeves and stood beside Liu Lan.

"Hehe," Ling Yao scratched Zhao Qingmu fiercely with his eye knife, "Are you the illegitimate son of the head?"

"How is it possible?"

"You are."

Zhao Qingmu snorted, "Making trouble for no reason."

"Junior Sister Liu Lan, let's go to evening class, do you know how to use the Qiming Sword?" Zhao Qingmu gently took Liu Lan's hand, intending to take her away.

On the day Ling Yao dragged Liu Lan to make trouble, he immediately saw that steady woman smiling and following behind Ling Yao, a brat like Ling Yao.It can't be said that they fall in love at first sight, but they just look pleasing to the eye, so there is an intersection.

Liu Lan shook her head, let go of Zhao Qingmu's hand, and said to Ling Yao, "Go, go to evening class."

Ling Yao glanced at Zhao Qingmu and followed Liu Lan.

"The disciples of Lancang Peak are carefully selected no matter in terms of intelligence, ability, talent or other aspects. Cultivation is often the first criterion for selection," the long boss in charge of evening classes at Lancang Peak frowned. Baba's face, "Zhao Qingmu, today you will demonstrate how to hunt and kill monsters."

"Yes." Zhao Qingmu bowed with his sword in his arms, and then drew his sword out, flying towards the approaching monster in the night.

"Ling Yao, you come to perform martial arts." Suddenly, the elder suddenly read Ling Yao's name, which made him tremble with fright.

"Yes." Ling Yao clenched his sword tightly and stood behind Zhao Qingmu. The so-called performance of martial arts means that the commander judges the situation at the time, and the performer performs the moves. The changes are between lightning and flint, so the test is not only the commander's prediction. Sentence, and the tacit understanding between the two.

The disciples were in an uproar, secretly speculating whether Ling Yao would avenge himself and assassinate Zhao Qingmu.

Ling Yao frowned, staring at Zhao Qingmu, "The horse steps on the flying swallow!"

Zhao Qingmu stepped on the top of the monster beast's head, fell hard, and leaped into the air with his strength.

"Autumn wind sends leaves." Zhao Qingmu turned around and sent his sword towards the monster's vital point without hesitation.But the monster is not the one to be bullied, its life-threatening claws savagely swung at Zhao Qingmu who was on the way, but at this time, Ling Yao's order to retreat was delayed.

The elder's two long white eyebrows were about to twist into one strand, and the snow-white sword formula in his hand was about to throw at the monster, killing it with one blow, so as to save the life of Lancang Peak's first apprentice.

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Because there are more things about Liu Lan later, so here is a tidy up of Liu Lan's episodes and post them first, otherwise you may not understand.