Elder Duan pointed to the two elegant courtyards on the right side of the entrance and said, "This is the residence of the two of you. As long as you don't do anything that harms the honor of this sect, this elegant residence will belong to you forever."

"Hey, this is not an ordinary elegant residence. This large courtyard is blessed by a huge spiritual gathering array. The spiritual energy is many times richer than the outside world. Gee, even many deacons and elders are jealous!"

When Yan Lan heard this, he became even more delighted. If he wanted to get a place to live in this treasured land in the fairyland, even if he had a lot of wealth, he might not be able to get it.

Ziyi was even more happy to clap her jade palms, and happily jumped into the courtyard, looking around, smiling brightly, showing her childlike innocence.

"My mission is completed, and I say goodbye. You two little guys will have a good time practicing in the future. As disciples of Tianmen, as long as it is something that our sect can handle, you can basically get whatever you want. Our sect is extremely generous to Tianmen disciples.

of."

Elder Duan smiled enviously, waved his hand, and returned the same way. He snickered from time to time as he walked, and touched his arms again and again. This time, he received more rewards than he had received in the previous decades combined.

many.

"Oh, it's so comfortable!"

Yan Lan stretched out, closed the ancient wooden door, and took a leisurely stroll in the courtyard. Suddenly, he looked solemn, and a sword energy struck towards him.

"Huh? Is there someone else sneaking in here?"

Yan Lan immediately unsheathed the magic sword, flipped his wrist, and scattered the sword energy. He then put away the magic sword, stood with his hands behind his back, and looked at the direction where the sword energy was coming.

"Pa bang bang..."

There was a burst of crisp applause in the courtyard, and along with the sound of slight footsteps, a green and black figure walked out.

"Junior Brother Yan, you really have a chance to join Tianmen. Hey, your posture is quite handsome. Why do you have to pose in such a handsome posture?"

The person who came was none other than Xichen, a disciple of the Tianzuo Peak Tianmen.

Yan Lan looked at Xi Chen, who was serious but also a little playful, straightened her back and said with a smile: "I'm used to it, I'm used to it, hehe!"

Xichen curled his lips, shook his head, and said: "Junior brother Yan, you can compete with me in swordsmanship, but you must not compete with me in handsomeness. Remember, never compete with me in handsomeness. I want to be the most handsome in Tiangang Sect."

Swordsman, do you understand?"

Xichen brushed the long bangs that were flowing down from his forehead and said quite seriously.

Yan Lan looked at Xi Chen's angular face, with just the right fair complexion and starry eyes and sharp eyebrows. He was indeed so handsome that ordinary men could not compare to him.

"Senior Brother Xichen, I will only compete with you in swordsmanship, not in handsomeness with you, don't worry!"

Yan Lan smiled helplessly and shook her head, her eyes flashing with a bit of novelty.

Ziyi looked at Xichen who attacked Yanlan without saying a word, and was about to pout in reply. Unexpectedly, Xichen had such a temper. She chuckled and turned to look at Yanlan. In such a scene, it is better to leave it to Laner

My brother handles it better.

Xichen touched his handsome face, stretched out one finger, pointed at Yan Lan, put on a pose that he thought was very handsome, and said: "Are you curious why I am different from the me I saw last time?

Same?"

Just as Yan Lan was about to answer, Xi Chen flicked his long hair again, looked up at the sky, and pretended to be confused: "That's because you are not qualified to see the handsome side of this swordsman, so you have to pretend to be cold and arrogant.

.”

"Only those who have the eyes of this swordsman can see the most handsome image of this swordsman. You are now qualified. However, if you want to see the most handsome appearance of this swordsman, you still need to practice more.

.”

After saying that, Xichen waved his hand gently and stirred up a gust of breeze, which kept blowing him from the front, making his long hair fly and his clothes fluttering.

Hmm? There are also a few petals floating by, making this scene extremely beautiful.

But there is no flower in this courtyard, so where are the petals?

Yan Lan turned her head and saw a woman in green clothes walking out. She gently pinched the flower petals with her hand and sent them toward Xichen.

"Junior Brother Yan, what does this picture look like? Isn't it beautiful?"

Yan Lan was shocked, the person who came was none other than Senior Sister Tianmen - Mo Li.

Mo Li moves lightly, her waist is slim and her chest is proud, and her three thousand black hair hangs freely. This scene is just like in a painting.

Yan Lan nodded, pursed her lips and smiled: "Beautiful, very beautiful, but Senior Sister Mo Li is even more beautiful, even more beautiful than the fairy in the sky."

Mo Li covered his mouth and smiled, and said slightly: "You brat, you are talking nonsense. Is it possible that you have seen the fairy in the sky?"

Yan Lan's expression was slightly condensed, and a figure immediately flashed in her mind, dressed in white as snow, lightly embroidered with silk, as quiet as a virgin. Although Mo Li was not as beautiful as her, it still had a different charm.

"Sister Yu Chun, are you okay?"

Yan Lan looked up to the sky and sighed, what appeared in his mind was naturally Jiuqiu Yuchun in the Holy Realm of Lingxu.

Yan Lan still remembers the hand that reached out from the void in the Holy Realm of Lingxu and slapped him down to this world, destroying his spiritual roots.

"Brother Yan, why don't you answer what your sister said? Doesn't your sister have any charm and not attract you?"

Mo Lining smiled and was slightly angry, but she was not really angry.

Yan Lan retracted her mind and said with a smile: "Of course I have never seen fairies in the sky, but there are many in the paintings. Senior Sister Mo Li is not inferior to those fairies in the paintings, or even worse.

"

"Giggle!"

Mo Li covered his mouth and smiled, with a happy look on his face, and said: "Little brother Yan, your mouth is so sweet, sister, I believe your words."

"Senior Sister Mo Li, I also want flower petals!"

Ziyi suddenly jumped out and stood beside Xichen, her eyes shining with pleading.

"puff!"

Yan Lan almost vomited out all the steamed buns she had eaten at the Mifanzong Posthouse in Guiwuyi City two years ago. This cute girl had been assimilated by these two weird senior brothers and sisters in less than a stick of incense after arriving here.

Already.

"Okay, give some to sister Ziyi!"

With a flick of Mo Jade's finger, the petals fell to Ziyi's head, and with the breeze released by Xichen, they gently fell on her face, hair, and clothes.

"Wow, you are so beautiful, brother Lan'er, have I become more beautiful too!"

Ziyi was so excited that she opened her arms and hugged the petals.

"A child can be taught, Junior Brother Yan, you come too."

Xichen sincerely extended an olive branch to Yanlan.

Yan Lan stared, waved her hands with a wry smile, and said, "No, no, this doesn't suit my style!"

Xichen flipped his hair, raised his eyes at a forty-five-degree angle, looked at the sky and said: "Handsomeness and beauty are not as superficial as you think. Sometimes, they can confuse the opponent. Just like just now, Junior Sister Ziyi wanted to

He scolded me, but he was moved by my handsomeness. This is the charm of handsomeness."

"Swinging a sword must be handsome, killing people must be handsome, and sheathing the sword must be even more handsome. A handsome swordsman is the real secret of kendo."

"The sword is a gentleman's weapon. If you are not handsome, how can you be worthy of a gentleman? Junior Brother Yan, you say so!"

Xichen raised a charming smile, and gently brushed the green and black sword body with his slender hand, as if brushing his lover's cheek lovingly.

Yan Lan's eyes narrowed when he heard this. From Xichen's casual words, he seemed to suddenly realize an elusive and subtle thought.

After pondering for a moment, Yan Lan's eyes suddenly lit up, and his face suddenly filled with a relieved smile.

"The sword is also a sacred weapon among soldiers. A saint should be domineering."

Yan Lan held the red melting sword in his hand, turned it twice in his hand, held the hilt of the sword, and the scabbard suddenly fell to the ground. In an instant, a domineering aura burst out from his limbs and bones, shaking the bamboo leaves above his head.

And down.

The slender bamboo leaves, like catkins, gently swept across Yan Lan's side. He gently stirred up a breeze, blowing the bamboo leaves in a perfect trajectory. His long hair fluttered, and the sword whistled slightly, with a distant and domineering force.

The momentum arose spontaneously, like the legendary sword master descending and looking down at the world.

"So, so handsome?"
Chapter completed!