[Thirty-six, [it smells like that]]

Momen, Dan Qingfeng.

Lu Dongli had just finished her homework for Xiaoqiu and was bored and distracted.

“I don’t know what my brother and that scoundrel are doing now?” she thought in her heart.

It took a few seconds for her to realize that, as the only elder of the Momen, shouldn’t she be most concerned about the distribution of cultivation resources within a hundred miles?

Since then, she was very responsible and gently floated a sentence in her mind: “I don’t know how the three parties gathered to discuss.”

Then, her focus returned to Lu Chaoge and Luo Bing.

“Sister-in-law, such a creature, is too unfriendly to my sister, isn’t it?”

“Father Xi, you see how lucky I am, right?” Xiaoqiu asked suddenly.

She has been changing her teeth these days and lost a front tooth, so she has a little slurred speech.

Lu Dongli, who was in a daze, was pulled back by Xiaoqiu, and said, “You will be lucky again.”

Xiao Qiu lowered his head, a little listless.

Luck is tiring to say!

“Father Xi, I’m a genius, so I can’t be wrong, or…. would you be out of luck?” Xiao Qiu raised her head.

As a result, her forehead was flicked by Lu Dongli’s fair and slender fingers.

“You will be lucky if you ask me to.”

Xiaoqiu raised her little hand to cover her forehead, and had to get lucky again.

It’s obviously Master, you’re distracted, but it’s always me who gets beaten.

She sat down with her knees crossed and used the spiritual power in her body again. Lu Dongli nodded with satisfaction, thinking that this closed-door disciple was indeed smart.

After finishing today’s schoolwork, Xiaoqiu became lively again.

“Father Xi, when will I be able to accompany Uncle Xi down the mountain like Second Senior Sister?” Xiao Qiu blinked her big round eyes and said.

“Why are everyone thinking about following the master?” Lu Dongli was sensitive, feeling that his self-esteem as a master was a little frustrated.

But soon she was relieved, because she was also a follower behind her brother’s butt when she was a child.

She looked at Xiaoqiu and said seriously, “Xiaoqiu, under normal circumstances, you can’t go down the mountain.”

“Huh? Why!” Xiaoqiu was puzzled.

“Because you are a close disciple of your teacher.” Lu Dongli said.

“Father Xi, why can’t the closed disciple go down the mountain?” Xiaoqiu was even more confused.

“Because there is no way.” Lu Dongli said naturally.

The little girl closed herself.

Lu Dongli looked at Xiaoqiu, who was squatting on the ground and drawing circles, and said in her heart: “If you are good and do not learn badly, if your cultivation is not at home, don’t make trouble for your teacher down the mountain!”

After a while, she seemed to be a little soft-hearted again, trying to comfort the child who seemed to have no waist.

Unexpectedly, she was about to speak, but saw that Xiaoqiu no longer squatted on the ground and drew circles, but suddenly stood up and said arrogantly:

“Father Xi, I understand, is this the dormancy that the head sect Xibo said?”

The corner of Lu Dongli’s mouth twitched, and a bad premonition rose in her heart.

“What else did your uncle tell you?”

Xiaoqiu replied, “Uncle Sect Master said, it doesn’t matter if you are dormant, the important thing is to let the world understand a truth in the future.”

“Wh… what’s the reason?” Lu Dongli had an even more ominous premonition in his heart.

Xiaoqiu frowned slightly, her speech was obviously slurred due to the lack of front teeth, her voice was immature, but she imitated Lu Chaoge, she deliberately lowered her voice and said with a crooked mouth:

“The Hidden Dragon has fallen asleep, and a roar moves thousands of mountains!”

Hearing this, Lu Dongli immediately stretched out his right hand towards Xiaoqiu.

Xiaoqiu tightly protected her forehead, thinking that she was going to suffer another head crash.

Unexpectedly, Lu Dongli’s jade hand gently stroked her little head.

Xiaoqiu looked up blankly, only to see a kind smile on Lu Dongli’s face.

“Xiao Qiu,

You should accompany Master to die on the mountain.

”

She has already understood that Xiaoqiu has gradually turned into a song. With her temperament, the cultivation base is low, causing small troubles, and the cultivation base is high, causing big trouble!

In short, there will be trouble!

In Lu Dongli’s view, it is the most basic thing to keep 100 million hands in everything. More importantly, it is necessary to take one hundred million steps.

Xiaoqiu is already eight years old, what will she look like when she is eighty years old, Lu Dongli feels that she should prepare now.

Just as Xiao Qiu’s young mind was about to collapse, a streamer flashed over Momen Dan Qingfeng.

Lu Dongli thought it was her brother who came back, and immediately got up with joy, but unfortunately she was a small pair of A, so with such a big movement, only her buttocks trembled slightly.

Unexpectedly, when she checked her consciousness, she found that the person who came was not Lu Chaoge.

“Huh? It’s from the Sword Sect.” Lu Dongli was slightly surprised.

The visitor stepped on the flying sword and wore a light blue long gown with a golden sword embroidered on the chest, symbolizing his identity as a true disciple of the Sword Sect.

In Jianzong, the ranks of the disciples are divided into three levels: outer disciples, inner disciples, and true disciples.

The clothes were embroidered with bronze swords, silver swords, and gold swords.

I don’t understand why there is a silver sword.

The difference between outer disciples and inner disciples is easy to understand.

The so-called true disciples are the disciples of elders, sect masters, and sword masters.

Therefore, most of the true disciples are very talented, and their strength is definitely at the top of their peers. At the same time, they are also honorable.

Although Yu Yue is said to be the sword attendant of Jianzun, but Jianzong’s contemporary Jianzun never accepts apprentices, and the swordsman is equivalent to half a disciple. Therefore, he is also among the true disciples.

Moreover, because of the special status of Sword Master, he is also the [Flawless Sword Body] that is rare in a thousand years, which leads to Yu Yue’s status among the true disciples.

It stands to reason that Momen puts aside the relationship of Ning Ying, and then removes Yu Yue, a swing member who does not know whether he is a fan or a black fan, and has almost no contact with the people in Jianzong.

No way, Momen is only the bottom of the three hundred subordinate sects of Jianzong, and belongs to the real bottom sects.

Not to mention the Momen at the bottom of [Xiabaimen], many of the sects at the back of [Zhongbaimen] do not have much contact with members of the Sword Sect.

However, [Hundreds of Doors] will be much closer, and the exchanges will be more frequent.

Things cluster together, people and groups.

The same is true in the practice world. People who are not from the same world often do not get together.

Therefore, even though the other party was a member of the Sword Sect, Lu Dongli felt that he still had to be cautious.

The strength of her consciousness is far superior to the practitioners of the same realm. At this moment, a little exploration will probably understand the cultivation of the other party.

“On the surface, it is the second realm of Great Perfection,” she muttered to herself.

For the time being, let’s consider him the early stage of the third realm, no, it’s the middle stage.

“There is still the strength to fight.” Lu Dongli made a rough estimate, and then decisively hid his cultivation to the early stage of the second realm.

At the same time, she felt that it was necessary to verify the identity of this person outside the sect. She couldn’t say that he was wearing the uniform of the sword sect, so she was considered a member of the sword sect, right?

But what Lu Dongli didn’t expect was that this disciple of the Sword Sect who came from afar, actually stepped on the flying sword and stopped in the air in front of Danqing Peak.

He doesn’t come in.

This young man has a star-shaped eyebrow and a high nose bridge. He is a little handsome, but he is not very tall, and he is similar to Lu Dongli, who has slender legs.

He put his hands behind his back, and then lightly tapped his toes, and the flying sword that was stepping on his feet immediately made a loud sword cry.

“bass–!”

The sound of sword cries spread directly throughout the Momen!

From the beginning to the end, he didn’t open his mouth, he just stood on the flying sword with his head held high, and he didn’t take the initiative to enter the mountain.

That gesture, that Jianming, seemed to say:

“The True Inheritance of Sword Sect is here, why don’t you meet me quickly?”

Lu Dongli looked at him, and a word came out of his heart.

“This Sword Sect True Inheritance is a bit like a big brother.”

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[End of this Chapter]