Although she did not pay attention to external objects, Molin was a competitor and belonged to the cultivation part, so she was still willing to use her brain and listen to her.

When asked, Si Chen was first surprised, then stammered:

"Senior Sister Luo, hello...ah, that's it..."

The excited look was like being suddenly cueed by the idol star who was bragging with friends on the road, and was a little incoherent.

One person killed three arenas in a row? What is history unfolding?

Luo Huaizhu tilted her head and thought for three breaths. She felt that although it was very powerful, it seemed to be of no use to him.

Then he stopped caring and walked straight.

"I am worthy of being Senior Sister Luo, as cold and domineering as the rumor."

The Si Chen looked at the girl's back away, looking forward to it and being excited:

"I didn't expect that my senior sister would talk to me on her own initiative."

Someone next to him muttered:

"Senior Sister Luo is only cold to us and very enthusiastic about Ji Ping'an. I heard that in the special training class, the two of them are deskmates. They often go to Qinglian Xiaozhu to find him."

The heartbreaking old iron... A group of disciples suddenly felt bored, turned their heads and crawled into the tower, trying to work hard to numb themselves with cultivation.

...

General Hospital.

Luo Huaizhu dragged her tired body and when she pushed open the yard door, she saw that the vegetable fields in the yard had been turned over and the water tank in the corner was filled with water.

Lights are lit under the eaves.

Gou Hanyi, who had an ugly face, had an extra gentle and kind blue eyes, sat on the steps, looking in the direction to the south.

"Come back? The food is still hot."

The old man smiled and pointed, and the dinner was upside down with a bowl on the table.

Luo Huaizhu is not concerned about time and often comes out when she is too hungry. She doesn’t have food in the canteen at all times, so the elderly will prepare a serving.

"Yeah." Luo Huaizhu walked over with his head, sat on the stool and prepared to eat.

"Wash your hands first."

"oh."

Then he continued to eat with his head down. After a while, after feeling a little full, Luo Huaizhu said:

"I heard that someone killed three arenas in one afternoon, and Mo Lin defeated Wu."

Gou Hanyi was curious: "Is that so? Tell me."

Luo Huaizhu stumbling and told the story. She had no talent for telling stories and was two extremes with Mu Yaoyao.

It was originally a wonderful thing, but it was very terrible to her.

But Gou Hanyi was very interesting to hear and exclaimed:

"It's amazing, talented people come out of generations."

Then it became quiet again.

After finishing the meal, Luo Huaizhu picked up the bowl and licked it clean with the tip of her tongue. She looked at the old man and asked with her head tilted:

“What are you looking at?”

Gou Hanyi sat on the steps like an ordinary old man, with flying insects hovering around lanterns above his head. He looked at the southern sky and said:

"The old friend is coming, and I'm going to have a headache."

Old friend? Who else is Mr. Gou?

Luo Huaizhu tilted her head and thought for three breaths, but couldn't figure it out, so she simply stopped thinking about it.

...

Four Season Pavilion.

After hearing the bell, Ji Ping'an and others were curious about what happened, so they simply ate the puff pastry and rushed towards the Muyuan.

After meeting with the two Si Lis, everyone waited for a short time and saw a light green star roaring towards him. "Peng" exploded on the ground. Xu Xiurong's robe, with outstanding appearance, swayed and walked out slowly.

"Why are you all gathering here if you don't go to rest in the middle of the night?" Xu Xiurong forced a smile and quipped.

"Master," Mu Yaoyao jumped three feet high, pulled her and walked towards the large room in the pavilion:

"But what happened? Tell me quickly."

The essence of the gossip is revealed and belongs to...

Xu Xiurong had no choice but to let her pull into the house filled with candlelight. When she saw Ji Ping'an sitting beside the wall, she was obviously surprised and said quietly:

"The great disciple of this class is actually here, it's strange."

No... Rong Yat-tou, why did you learn bad things from Shirakawa? It became sarcastic... Ji Ping'an thought to himself and bowed:

"I've seen the marquis."

Xu Xiurong rolled her eyes and was actually quite charming. There were no tables, chairs, benches, wooden floors, and futons in the big room.

Xu Xiurong simply sat on the ground, and a group of star officials formed a circle, which was quite atmosphere.

But her next sentence broke the quiet and peaceful atmosphere:

"The Beast Control Sect is about to arrive. Unlike Mo Lin's martial arts performance, the Beast Control Sect is not so elegant. It likes to speak with fists, which means that the pressure is given to us this time."

Beast Control Sect!

Hearing this name, the star official present was shocked, with a broad mind and a irritable female Si Li slapped her thigh and said excitedly:

"Are you going to have a fight?"

The young Sichens were relatively unfamiliar with this name. Because the major sects were located in different prefectures, they were far apart from each other.

These Si Chen, who were still practicing in the Imperial Heaven Supervision, have not yet been sent out, and their knowledge about other sects is limited to books and word of mouth.

Only Ji Ping'an's face changed slightly when he heard this name.

Huang He hesitated:

"What do you mean is that the goal of the Beast-Dragon Sect to perform martial arts is to go to the Taoist sect and the Imperial Heavenly Prison?"

Xu Xiurong nodded and said with a serious expression:

"To be precise, they have a deeper conflict with us than Taoist sect."

A disciple is puzzled:

"Why? The Beast Control Sect has no interference with our practice path."

Xu Xiurong looked around everyone and saw some young disciples being confused, so he explained:

"The way of practicing the Beast Control Sect is indeed different from ours, but it is similar. Although its disciples also have introductory techniques, after entering the Qi-nourishing Realm, they will catch or inherit the "spiritual beast" and establish a contract with themselves, so as to use the "beast"

Come to swallow the sun and the moon and obtain spiritual essence.

"The main way of fighting with people is to drive the 'spirit beast'."

"Simply put, the star officer uses the soul as the medium to absorb spiritual essence from the starlight. The beastmaster uses the ‘beast’ as the medium to achieve the same effect.

"There are two sources of contract beasts. One is to capture and tame, that is, to walk in the mountains and forests, to find those beasts that have already possessed wisdom but have not yet transformed into demons, and seal them in a token with special methods, and to nourish them for a long time.

It can become a natal spirit beast.

"The second type is inheritance.

"If the rest of the disciples die, the token is recycled, and if the "beast" in it is still alive, a new master can be selected. However, this kind of requirement for the successor is higher. If it is a "beast" that breaks through the nine realms,

It is difficult to contract with a cultivator in the Qi-Purifying Realm, and it is easy to backfire.

"So, as the cultivators of this sect often increase their cultivation, the tokens they control will be replaced, or multiple contract beasts will be bound at the same time... Of course, there are also thresholds, which have requirements for talent, cultivation, and even personality...

.”

After a brief introduction to Xu Xiurong, the topic changed:

"However, although our two factions have intersections, they have no resources to compete with each other. After all, they are far apart, and they are not competing for the same starlight.

"The real reason why we have a deeper conflict with it... is still with the national teacher."

brush--

The disciples pricked up their ears and realized that the Guanhou was about to reveal the news again.

Sure enough, Xu Xiurong hesitated for a moment, or said:

"This matter is also related to a 'love history' when the national teacher was young."

By the window, Ji Ping'an silently covered his face, feeling a premonition that he was about to die in the community.

...

ps: I changed the typo first and then changed it. I had a bit of a card text. I have been thinking about the subsequent outline. I only slept for three hours last night, and the capitalization was miserable.
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