"They are not like me. They are all very ambitious." Bai Zao said with a smile about his two children.
Is the child already this big? Hearing this, Loran Hill blinked, feeling a little surprised, but it seemed reasonable. An ordinary person's life is only a few decades, time passes in a flash, and everything changes.
"Okay, let's not talk about this for now. Since Jialan is here, I'll first arrange a place for you to stay. Stay here tonight, and I'll take you to see the surroundings tomorrow. When you came here, I had just married and was unfamiliar with everything. I didn't know how to introduce myself to you."
After saying that, Bai Zao took Luo Lanxier out of the three-story wooden building and headed to the Shiqiong Building on the other side of the yard.
"I remember that night, you also stayed in this Qiong Tower. At that time, I asked Xiangchen to take care of you because I was afraid that you would be scared and don't know the way alone." Bai Zao walked in the Shiqiong Tower, talking about the interesting things that happened that year.
"Where is Xiangzhen now?" The girl remembered the words of the villager in front of the village.
"Xiangchen got married, about ten years ago. Her husband is a skilled knifeman in the village. He now lives on another hillside not far from here. He often comes to talk to me and brings me some things."
"She married into a very powerful family. In this mountain, there are not many people who can surpass her husband. He has the strength of the fourth level."
"I see." Loran Hill nodded.
"By the way, I haven't asked you yet, Jialan. What level are you at now? At least level five? I think level six is also very likely. After all, you are from a big sect."
Bai Zao recalled his fragmentary memories. In the Red Immortal Sect, the sixth level was already a very powerful master. They were probably the true disciples of the sect and could go out and stand on their own. As for the seventh level, they were the core figures of the sect and were often the pillars of the sect. The eighth level was the level of the leader of the Red Immortal Sect.
Although the Chixian Sect is not a Shangmen Sect, it is the largest sect closest to the Shangmen Sect among the seven continents of Lei. It has also been awarded the title of Shangmen Sect in history and has a profound foundation. When it was a Shangmen Sect, it was not called the Chixian Sect, but the "Chilian Linxian Sect". It had countless disciples and was not inferior even to the big sects in the Central Plains.
"Me..." Loran Hill hesitated for a moment and decided to tell the truth.
"I am now at the seventh level of the Qianlong lineage." As she spoke, she lightly lifted her sleeves, and the lively flames on her wrists gathered like silk threads, condensed in the palm of her hand, and then transformed into a lifelike firebird. When it flapped its wings and wielded magic power, the slowly spreading heat waves also lifted the girl's hair slightly, making her like a temporary goddess, sacred and beautiful.
Even though she had long stopped focusing on her cultivation, Bai Zao was still amazed by the firebird that was slowly emitting heat. Such agile operation and the extremely restrained and concentrated energy in the firebird made her a little unbelievable.
I have underestimated Jialan. It seems not surprising that the girl who was like a banished fairy in the past has such strength now?
"It seems like we have a distinguished guest today."
Bai Zao slowly combed the long hair behind her ears with her hands, slowly calming the surging emotions in her heart. After a long time, she looked at the figure standing in front of the window sill again, Loran Hill, who was wearing white clothes and a green pendant on his head.
Perhaps it would be better not to make too much of a scene tonight and let Jialan keep a low profile, otherwise my small courtyard would be trampled by the neighbors. Thinking of this, Bai Zao stroked his forehead, feeling a sudden sense of unreality.
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