[Xiu Xian] The little cute master who has a headache every day

Speaking of which, the little master uncle is already in the Nascent Soul stage, and he seems to be eating three meals a day like a mortal!All grains and miscellaneous grains contain turbidity, and it is too late for a cultivator to try every means to get rid of the impurities in the body every day, but there are still some people who insist on breakfast, lunch and dinner even after fasting.

A few spiritual teas and spiritual fruits are already the limit, okay?

Yuan Qing raised his forehead in his heart, and the tone of his speech suddenly lost the fullness of the past. It was a little dry, and after a long time of weakness, he finally confessed the words.

In short, it is time for the Wanzong Conference which is held every 200 years!

The world of Tian Jing is rich in aura, there are countless heavens and blessed places, and the wind of cultivating immortals is prevalent, so there are countless sects with strict levels, ranging from rank one to rank seven and sects without rank.

The first-rank sect is like the Wanjian sect. The head of the sect has the cultivation base of the hole void stage, and there are several elders who are distracted and fit, and there are also powerful masters of the Mahayana stage.Then according to the strength of each faction, they will be ranked down in order, there are two ranks, three ranks, four ranks and even seven ranks.

The so-called Wanzong Conference is the gathering of orthodox sects, no matter the first-rank sect or the seventh-rank sect, send out ten new disciples, regardless of their cultivation level, but the age must not exceed [-] years old.

Note: The total number of participants of each Ten Thousand Cases Conference is at least 2.

These young disciples compete in the same field, two-two duels, and the leader who finally wins the big competition will not only get a gift from the head of the sect who presided over the Wanzong Conference this time, but his sect will be passed down from generation to generation in the next 200 years. During the orthodox tradition, all factions of the orthodox path need to retreat three houses to show their respect.

To put it simply, when the sect that has obtained the leader is picking a really good seedling in the mortal world, other sects cannot intervene!Of course, if people want to join a certain sect, it's not their fault.

400 years ago, the most dazzling geniuses of the younger generation were none other than Ling Xue and Ling Yao of the Wanjian Sect. At the early stage of Jindan, who was [-] years old, no one in the same generation could rival them. In the end, it was the two of them who faced each other. In the end, Lingxue narrowly won by one trick, being the leader.

For the next 200 years, Zhengdao was supposed to be the dojo of Wanjianzong, but unfortunately, that period of time was the most prosperous time for the major sects to inherit the Taoism in the mortal world.because!As the leader of Wan Jianzong, the head of the sect retreats to realize the sword, and the master of the palace goes out to challenge. The disciples in the sect are either practicing swords in the ice and snow, or looking for sword casting materials from all over the world. Seal the cultivation base, incarnate as a mortal to experience the various states of life, in order to advance to a higher level of swordsmanship.

Go to the mortal world to find a good apprentice?

How could such a tender little baby walk through the stormy and snowy belt in the extreme north, how could he survive Duanchen Road, let's wait in Wanjianzong and wait for the good seedling to climb up by himself.

On the other hand, Tianhuamen, the leader of the previous session, really took advantage of the victory to the extreme, which is not comparable to the group of sword idiots in Jianzong.

Tsk tut, don't mention it.

With Mo Yu's real age and his cultivation base, if he played, he would crush the audience and win the championship effortlessly.However, if Mo Yu's identity is there, he is countless generations above those young shoots who participated in the big competition, so he can't compete with them for this title.

Therefore, his identity this time is the elder leading the team.

Mo Yu: ... Tsk.

Mo Yu frowned, and said bluntly, "I don't know about this trip, can Mo Yu take Xuanying with me?" When he returned to the mountain today and saw Mao Mao waiting for him beside Duanchen Road, although he was happy, he was also a little unhappy.

His family Mao Mao is young, and his small body and bones can't stand the raging wind beside the mountain gate. His coldness is piercing, and even the protective windbreaker robe makes people feel uneasy.There are also those women who always show affection to Mao Mao in every possible way, ah, how dare they force Mao Mao to accept the jade pendant they gave.

Thinking of this, Mo Yu became more and more convinced that he must leave his child alone!

Daoist Yuan Qing choked up, looked at Mo Yu, and his forehead jumped up.He couldn't help but wonder if he was too reckless when he was young, so that he unluckily took over the position of head, not to mention his hard work, but also to worry about this little uncle.

He twitched the corner of his mouth, and said earnestly: "Little uncle, you can rest assured that I will take good care of Xuanying here, and I will not let him be wronged. He is still young, so he can't stand the bumps."

"Exactly!" Yuan Feng's eyes lit up, his beautiful pupils sparkled, he leaned forward, and said, "Little uncle, I have a very good relationship with this child Xuanying, and I am willing to take care of him for a while."

In the world of comprehension, to say "very destined" to a child with good aptitude and no master, that is the most straightforward expression of desire to accept disciples.

Real person Yuan Qing: Yuan Feng, can you stop messing up!

Sure enough, Mo Yu's gaze turned cold all of a sudden. He put his arms around Mu Xuanying, and the compelling sword intent shook the cups placed on the coffee table beside him.He looked at Yuan Feng with deep repulsion towards human traffickers, and said word by word: "No, labor, expense, heart!"

There are so many people in Wan Jianzong, big and small, who covet his family Mao Mao, so he can rest assured that there will be ghosts if he keeps them!

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Master Yuan Qing spent all his time talking and talking, but he couldn't get Mo Yu to keep Mu Xuanying in Wan Jianzong.

The aura in the purple jade ginseng vermilion fruit was mild and abundant, even though Mo Yu had drained most of the aura, it was still not something Mu Xuanying could bear.This sleep lasted for three days.

When Mu Xuanying woke up, he realized that he was not in Xiaodaoxiang Village, but in a flying boat.

Under Mo Yu's kind explanation, Mu Xuanying found out in a daze that when he was sleeping in the dark, he had crossed half a continent in a flying boat, and would arrive in the hinterland of the Central Plains in a few days. It is the location of Tianhuamen, which is regarded as the state religion.

Different from the Wanjianzong who is far away from the extreme north, practicing swords and swords all day long, and who are willing to condescend to pay attention to one or two comprehension families. He has a great reputation in the world, and even has an extremely prominent reputation among the mundane world.

In 200 years, dynasties have changed, and there are too many things that can be done.

For example, the national teacher of the Great Zhou Dynasty is now a disciple of Tianhuamen.

For example, every year the Great Zhou court will come forward to collect qualified children from all over the country and send them to Tianhua Gate.

Of course, being so closely connected with the mortal royal family has both advantages and disadvantages.

The benefit, of course, is that there are people in the imperial court who are good at handling things, and the great fortune of the Zhou Dynasty is prosperous, which is beneficial to the luck of Tianhuamen.

There are also disadvantages. The prosperity and decline of all things in the world is a definite number. In the future, the Great Zhou Dynasty will decline, and Tianhuamen will also have some influence.

Mu Xuanying had never been on a flying boat before, even if he told himself that he was not a child, his eyes were still bright, and he couldn't hide the longing in his eyes.

Mo Yu's eyes drifted away for a moment—ah, his plush is so cute, it's so funny that he just wants to see the scenery outside but holds it back.

Seeing this little entanglement, Mo Yu couldn't help but smile, stretched out his arms and picked him up, and put them on his shoulders familiarly.

Mu Xuanying hurriedly hugged Mo Yu's neck helplessly. Well, compared to holding a baby in his arms, whether sitting on his shoulders or behind his back, Mu Xuanying said that he can calm down. , accept it firmly.

Compared with flying with a sword, or driving monsters on their way, driving a flying boat is actually the most low-key behavior in the cultivation world.In particular, this flying boat looks no different from the flying boat rented by the Sanxiu League in appearance, so three sword marks are carved on the bow to show the difference.

Except, the speed is at least three times faster than those ordinary flying boats.

By the way, the Sanxiu League, as a force that does not belong to the major sects of the righteous way, also has ten places in the Wanzong Conference.

Mu Xuanying sat on Mo Yu's shoulder, and when she came to the outside of the flying boat, it was just at sunset.

Outside the flying boat, the fierce wind was blocked by the barrier, and the afterglow of the setting sun in the distance dyed the sea of ​​clouds with brilliant colors, which was many times more magnificent than watching the sea of ​​clouds in the Yellow Sea.

Outside the flying boat, some people got tired of sitting in the flying boat and simply flew with the sword.

Mu Xuanying's small hands tightly grasped the corner of Mo Yu's clothes, and her small mouth opened slightly.

While dumbfounded, Mu Xuanying felt indescribably envious, this seemed much more enjoyable than Daqinggong.He looked down at his little hands, and sighed depressingly, when will he be able to return to his former appearance.He really wanted to build the foundation quickly, and then control the sword.

Seeing Mu Xuanying's envious expression, Mo Yu's lips twitched.

The younger brother has something to ask for, so as an older brother, he can't do anything and just watch.

While staring intently at everything outside the boat, the scenery in front of Mu Xuanying suddenly changed, and Mo Yu held her whole body in her arms.Mu Xuanying grabbed Mo Yu's shoulder like a koala, and looked up in a daze, only to see that he and Mo Yu had already left the flying boat the next moment.

The broken hair on Mu Xuanying's forehead was blown into a mess by the wind. He pursed his lips, unconsciously with his fingers, grabbed Mo Yu's shoulder even more forcefully, for fear of being thrown out by the force.

Mo Yu let out a long laugh, and at this moment there was only a carefree smile on the handsome face that was always cold and indifferent.He tightly hugged Mu Xuanying's arm on the back of his shoulder, the sword light under his feet was shining brightly, and the next moment, the human sword merged into one, and the sword light went straight into the sky.

The seemingly incomparably thick clouds were smashed apart, and the sword brilliance was like a flash of light, so fast that even the eyes could not catch it.

Mu Xuanying let out a small exclamation, and raised her hand to press down her forehead, which was blown upside down by the strong wind. There was no trace of fear on her small face, but a look of excitement.

Passing through the clouds, when the height of Yujian dropped by a hundred feet, all kinds of lively scenes in the mortal world came into view.

Mu Xuanying was like a country bumpkin who had never seen the world, and was taken aback for a while.

What a child.Looking at Mu Xuanying's wide-open eyes, Mo Yu smiled again in his heart, and simply slowed down, using a trick to prevent mortals from spying on them, while he made the flying sword only four or five feet away from the ground, Fly slowly.

Mo Yu's saber was specially selected from the internal treasury by the head of the sect. It is said that it has a strong background and an extremely brilliant resume. However, the way the real person Yuan Qing kept talking about its brilliance made Mo Yu impatient. Didn't get distracted, just wrote down that the name was Feiyu, or Flying Fish?

It was probably the sound, but Mo Yu didn't pay much attention to it.

Mo Yu's evaluation: It's pretty easy to use.

The author has something to say: Voice of the Mystery: The wind is so strong, why not use a wind barrier?

A young owner: Can Mao Mao still hug so tightly after using it?