My Debauched Devotion

The dense clouds on the top of the mountain dissipated, and the clear mist shook away, turning into a strong wind and washing away the heavens.

A figure fluttering like a fairy, swaying like a sword, hangs in front of the black boat.

Alcoholism is bad.

It's not right to swear.

But, this is the stunning beauty of the sword holder in Zongzhi Mountain!

All the disciples at the bottom of the mountain, the coach and the elders at the mountainside heaved a long sigh of relief, finally regaining their face.

Even the gloomy and heavy old face of Huangfu Qun on the opposite side relaxed a little.

After Ling Zhouyue entered the sect, such scenes were not common.

Only then did he realize that five hundred years ago, Ling Zhouyue might not have been the secret work of Dao Mengan's insertion into the sect, but might really have a heart for the sect.

But after thinking about it, it is also true that this woman swindled money to buy wine in Jingku, and spread the secrets of the sect in various imperial capitals, Dongfu City and even Chaos City...

Is she just a carefree neutral?

Does such a person really exist in the Dharma-ending Age?

Or is she hiding more secrets?

Huangfu Qun was puzzled.

Down the mountain, on the welcome stage.

The two old coaches who presided over the Chengjian meeting also followed with a sigh of relief, straightened their waists, and gave up their plan to go to the top of the mountain to welcome guests.

Through the scattered clouds, Xiao Ran looked up at the master's graceful figure like a sword. He never expected that in the end, the master would bear the burden of the active atmosphere of spring frogs and autumn cicadas.

He thought to himself, Master is simple, but when it comes to critical moments, he still has strength and arrogance.

beside.

There were stars in Chu Yan's eyes, sparkling with admiration, her left hand excitedly grasped Xiao Ran's arm, and her fingertips pierced his Tsing Yi, piercing into his flesh.

Snapped!

Xiao Ran slapped her on the back of the forehead.

Not painful, but refreshing.

It's someone else who makes you happy, don't leave a medal on me!

"what,

Sorry. "

Chuyan hurriedly let go, and then grabbed her own right arm with her left hand.

From Xiao Ran's point of view, this is a manifestation of incontinence, which he has seen in some young meat pick-up groups in his previous life.

air.

The violent scattered clouds raised by the tide pushed the black boat ten feet away, washed the sails, and swayed the boat, creating a feeling of falling and falling.

Heishi and the old ruling made the soles of their feet suddenly vacant, and they were on the verge of falling, and they barely stabilized by using force.

However, Li Wuxie drooped her eyelids, remained motionless, and even took out a cup of black sand pot from her bosom.

When he saw a woman, he would always take out the black sand pot, otherwise his back would hurt.

It's an old problem.

Instinctively uncovered and looked, there were few goji berries, so I couldn't help frowning, feeling empty that I wished that the Chengjian Conference would end sooner, so I could go back and add some goji berries.

Only then did he raise his eyes to look at Ling Zhouyue, good guy, you're outrageous!

He didn't dare to take a closer look, just glanced lightly, and said after a long time:

"Ling Zhouyue, you have become stronger."

There is a feeling in the speech that Ling Zhouyue is stamped and authenticated by the posture of a senior in the academy. No matter how weak his body is, he must maintain the dignity of the Dao League when he speaks.

Ling Zhouyue shook her head and sipped her wine.

"You are weak."

She didn't know anything about Li Wuxie's fate, but even she couldn't help but sigh when the academy's arrogance fell to this point.

Being coerced by Bo Yunzi, Li Wuxie was upset, so he slashed out with a sword.

Called weak by Ling Zhouyue, Li Wuxie was powerless to refute, so she could only secretly sip a big mouthful of goji berry, chew it raw and soak it into her waist, and then she felt a little stiff.

"It's an extraordinary time, so there's no need to gossip, let's start inheriting the sword."

Ling Zhouyue curled her lips and pinched her waist proudly, showing the figure of a devil.

"What's the hurry, why don't you take a look at my apprentice first?"

Li Wuxie lowered her eyes. As a swordsman, since he was airborne on the top of the mountain, how could he lower himself to meet the subject in advance?

What's more, this sword bearer is still the one who killed the falcon of the Daomeng!

"As a swordsman, the only possibility of not being able to see the sword bearer is that the sword bearer failed to set foot on the sword mound and missed the ancient sword."

As expected of you, just hold on.

Ling Zhouyue smiled.

"Don't get me wrong, I let you see him, I just want you to prepare in advance, lest you will be too surprised later, and your body won't be able to bear it."

Li Wuxie drooped her panda eyes, and said indifferently:

"How can a novice disciple do something that even the master can't do?"

Ling Zhouyue smiled without saying a word, raised her head and drank a ton, then flung her sleeves and left, returned to the elders' seat on the mountainside, ready to watch a play.

...

The Sword Inheritance Conference began immediately.

The two Yuanying coaches each took out a round black sword stone to test the physical and mental state of the sword bearer, whether it is suitable for bearing the sword, and whether it is dangerous.

Xiao Ran and Chu Yan pressed their fingerprints on the Black Sword Stone one after another.

The status of the whetstone is displayed.

Chuyan's handprints are reddish in color and smooth in texture, indicating that she is in perfect peak state both physically and mentally, and even has a sense of excitement that is bursting with blood, which is very suitable for Cheng Jian.

Xiao Ran thought to himself, you have already left medals on me, how can you not be excited?

However, Xiao Ran's handprints are dark in color, entangled in texture, and stagnant, which shows that his physical condition and psychological condition are very bad, and he is completely unsuitable for participating in the Chengjian Conference.

There is no other way to do this, and there is a cost for opening and closing.

If the uncle gave him the Explosive Blood Pill, it might kill him.

The master gave him a trick, and also hollowed out his body.

At this moment, seeing the distressed faces of the two coaches, Xiao Ran squeezed out a confident smile.

"It's okay, I have an apprentice to lead the way."

"..."

Chu Yan was speechless.

He actually spoke his mind!

Not even sanity!

Were you that tired last night?

Or is the master too moist?

When Xiao Ran said this, the two coaches couldn't refute it, and the elders seemed to have no objections, so they could only start the ceremony.

Immediately, the two began to introduce the guests and read the Daoist oath.

Xiao Ran sounds similar to the night watchman's oath, killing the underworld, protecting the alliance, etc...

It sounded quite hot-blooded, but he was thinking too much and couldn't get hot-blooded at all.

Finally, the two announced——

Sword Inheritance Conference, start!

Then, Xiao Ran and Chu Yan stepped into the cloud-shrouded Jianzhong Mountain one after the other.

Some strong men have broken their wrists, and the wind is rustling and the water is cold.

Into the clouds, arrived at the foot of the mountain.

The two looked up, and in front of them was an endless vertical cliff, extending to the depths of the clouds.

This is the first hurdle of the road of inheriting the sword——

Cliff layer.

Steep, icy, smooth.

Occasionally, there are some scattered stone recesses, caves, and dead grass, but they are also very sparse.

In addition, there are also some faint blue light restrictions engraved on the cliff that can isolate spiritual power.

Chu Yan's small face was stunned, and she checked carefully, it was definitely the forbidden spirit!

This means that spiritual power cannot be used during the wall climbing...

Then how to climb?

Chu Yan was dumbfounded.

"Why didn't anyone tell me that I can't use spiritual power?"

Xiao Ran was also puzzled and could only guess:

"Everyone should have a confidentiality agreement."

Chuyan suddenly felt that she was on a thief's boat, and Xiao Ran must have tricked her into being a stepping stone.

"Is it too late for me to quit now?"

"According to your words, going up the mountain is like going to bed, do you think you ran halfway?"

Chu Yan was taken aback, as if it was what I said, but it didn't seem to be...

"This is the first hurdle. You need to climb the cliff without using spiritual power. Sure enough, I am just a direct disciple, and I am not qualified to inherit the sword."

Snapped!

Xiao Ran slapped his small forehead with a slap.

Not painful, but refreshing.

"Where did your aura go?"

Chu Yan was frustrated with her innocent round face.

"I'm too weak, not even as good as you..."

Xiao Ran cheered up and explained:

"There is an isolation restriction, but it doesn't mean you can't use spiritual power. First, you can break the restriction, and second, you can forcibly use spiritual power against the restriction."

Chuyan shook her head like a rattle.

"Breaking the restriction requires stronger spiritual power. Even my Golden Core cultivation is difficult, let alone you only have to refine Qi? You probably need an immortal body to advance against the restriction. You, a man who can be kneaded by the master, can still stand up to you." Climbing is prohibited?"

Xiao Ran refused to accept it.

"Then let's compare, whoever passes the first level first, the other party will send him spiritual power, beat his back and rub his shoulders, so that he can recover the lost spiritual power, how about it?"

Chu Yan pouted.

"Give me that bit of spiritual power, wouldn't it be a toothpick stirring the water tank?"

"..."

Xiao Ran coughed twice, and said confidently:

"I have enough spirit stones."

Chu Yan thought it was right, money can turn a weakling into a strong man.

Thinking like this, without further words, he drew out his rapier and performed the sewing needle swordsmanship, trying to break the restriction on the cliff.

Xiao Ran climbed up with his bare hands.

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In the morning, the child caught a cold, and it took some time to take it to the hospital. This chapter will be enough, and there may be another chapter in the evening.

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