Today is a cloudy day, with a faint mist floating around the Zongzhi Mountains, making the Sword Tomb already shrouded in thick clouds even more gloomy.

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

On a foggy day, it was the same feeling as when he saw lotus pods of milk, heard the friction of foam plastic, nails scraping blackboards, and stainless steel scraping ceramics in his previous life.

Last night, he was almost frightened by the master's high-level fog technique. Fortunately, he found out in the end that it was not a horror story... but a story about growth.

He grew up too fast all of a sudden, making it difficult for Xiao Ran to look directly at his master's body. He subconsciously kept a gentleman's distance, but got very close to Chu Yan.

It's not too early either.

Among the elders, the first one to arrive at the Sword Tomb was Master Yin Yue.

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

Xiao Ran hurriedly said hello.

"Master, morning."

"Good morning, nephew Xiao."

In front of people, Master Yin Yue had a graceful face and dignified posture, deliberately keeping a considerable distance from Xiao Ran. Who would have thought that in the alchemy room, facing Xiao Ran's preparation of medicine, he would look like a girl's admiration.

Xiao Ran looked around, and after waiting for a while, he still didn't see the figure of Spring Frog and Qiu Chan.

"Two junior sisters... Where are you, sister?"

Silver Moon said:

"I've been a little busy refining medicine recently, so Spring Frog and Qiu Chan stayed in the alchemy room to watch the fire."

Xiao Ran suddenly felt a little regretful.

I still remember the last time, in the Disciple Challenge, which had the same grim atmosphere. The setting sun shone on the banner, and Ma Mingfeng shivered. Xiao Ran managed to maintain his aloof persona, but it was these two naughty kids who sat on his shoulders with their buttocks dangling in the air.

Funny.

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

Thinking about it now, the atmosphere is too cold and really depressing. It would be better to be funny. It's a pity that people are so angry that the two precious junior sisters are no longer here...

He looked up and saw that Uncle Yinyue was still so beautiful. He was dressed more dignified and softly than usual, but it did not help the tense atmosphere at the moment.

Master Yin Yue stared directly at the center of Xiao Ran's eyebrows, a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes.

So soon?

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

Master Yinyue looked strange and curious.

This is strange. In addition to double rest, is there any other method of transferring skills that can integrate blood jade?

It is simply a medical miracle. After the Sword Inheritance Conference, I must ask these two for advice.

At this time, Old Man Ouyang prepared the high-level elder flying stones, cupped his fists towards Juedai Shuangyue and said:

"Two elders, please take your seats."

The two of them then stepped on the stone and flew towards the elders' viewing position high above the mountainside.

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

Sitting cross-legged on the large cyan pentagonal matrix flying stone, you feel like you are riding on the head of Xingtian Pavilion, a Taoist alliance.

This made her very comfortable. After all, the Taoist League had tricked her a lot back then, and she was sent to the battlefield before she even graduated from the academy.

Today was the day of Xiao Ran's sword-carrying conference. She suddenly had the feeling that her child was about to get married, and she couldn't help but feel filled with emotions.

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

Hey, is it only half a month?

Why does it feel like it’s been decades?

Lingzhou Yue took a sip of wine. She could feel that the eyes of the crowd below, in addition to their admiration and expectation for Xiao Ran's talent, also had a kind of admiration for her.

It was obviously different from the way he used to point out behind his back and laugh at the jokes in front of him, as if he was looking at a wise and foolish person.

A thousand-mile horse often exists, but a bole does not always exist, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha...

However, Master Yin Yue on the side still looked at her like a fool.

She is over 10,000 years old, and in her eyes, Lingzhou Yue, a thousand-year-old child, seems to be a child that will never grow up, no more mature than a spring frog or a cicada.

But last night, her method of teaching the exercises was beyond even her guess. It really surprised her and she couldn't help but sigh:

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

Ling Zhouyue was startled, the wine bottle hung in the air, and she lowered her head to look.

Fortunately, I didn’t grow up...

This thing is too big and annoying. It affects temperament, spiritual practice, and the subtle eyes of men and women.

She has a headache now that it's already big. If it gets bigger, she'll have to have it cut off.

Ling Zhouyue breathed a sigh of relief, took a sip of wine, looked up and smiled.

"Master, please don't laugh at me. I will help you make elixirs tonight."

Master Yin Yue gave her a faint look.

"When you marry a wife and forget about your mother, when you take in a disciple and forget about your teacher, you should take good care of your precious apprentice. The look in his eyes means that he wants to take the Heavenly Sword... Even if he fuses your blood and bones, he will take the Heavenly Sword.

It’s too forced.”

Ling Zhouyue nodded slightly, and suddenly said with a sly smile:

"Master, didn't you prepare any pills for your disciple?"

Disciple?

The nephew can still accept it reluctantly, the disciple...

Master Yin Yue's face suddenly darkened, and he felt sad about growing old. After a long while, he said:

"I gave him a blood-exploding pill."

"puff--"

Ling Zhouyue sprayed a sip of warm wine on Master Yin Yue's thigh, which immediately made it wet all over.

"You give him a Qi refinement even if I don't dare to taste it easily?"

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

Master Yin Yue had a cold face and dried the robe at the base of his legs with a wave of his hand.

"Don't look at how happy you are now, but Xiao Ran is exhausted both physically and mentally. How could I know that as a teacher, you must be the more seriously injured person as far as the fusion of blood jade is concerned."

I?

More seriously injured?

Ling Zhouyue looked around to check herself.

"Why don't I feel it?"

Master Yinyue smiled and said nothing, but felt a little envious in his heart. He just sighed:

"It's great to be young..."

…

Zongzhishan is in a special period now.

Bo Yunzi, the agent's top leader, will not be there to observe the details of the sword-bearing conference because he has to operate the formation on the main peak, but he can still see a lot of things through the formation.

Huangfu Qun personally led the patrol to ensure that no emergencies occurred and did not care too much about the details of the sword.

Ink Box Master was the last elder to arrive.

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

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

Xiao Ran hurriedly said hello.

"Master, morning."

Ink Box Master thought for a while and seemed to understand, and asked him calmly:

"Were you reading the Ten Thousand Sword Manual I gave you last night?"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Xiao Ran was stunned.

Wan Jian Pu?

What Ten Thousand Swords Manual?

When did you give me the Manual of Ten Thousand Swords?

"The Book of Ten Thousand Swords is..."
To be continued...