Although the outer disciples of Biluomen have the largest base, each group of disciples who have just started is concentrated in Xingyuan Peak to cultivate, and then a year later, there will be a deacon who is responsible for surveying the disciples to assign potential disciples to each peak; And the rest are the outer disciples at the bottom, the sect only provides a place to live, and the spirit stone pills needed for their own cultivation can only be obtained by taking on tasks; These disciples have the opportunity to be assigned once a year, and if they are still in Xingyuan Peak after five years, they will only be sent to the outermost trading market to be the miscellaneous servants of the sect and other cultivation sects to trade and trade.

After Liumo Mo and Ling Iced Tea returned to Liecha Peak, Ling Ping Zhenren passed down the order; Send the flowing ink to Xingyuan Peak. Ling Iced Tea swept towards Xingyuan Peak with flowing ink again,

"Now you're happy, the master doesn't want you to guard the medicine garden. Ling Iced Tea jokingly jumped over a slightly higher branch in front of her; There was a hint of relaxation between the eyebrows of the flowing ink,

"That is, the old man put me in that medicine garden for a year and finally found my conscience. Ling Bingcha watched Liumo jump around like a bird that had just been released from the cage, and he sighed to himself and didn't speak.

It is a long way from Liecha Peak to Xingyuan Peak, and when Liumo Mo and Ling Ice Tea arrive at the foot of Xingyuan Peak, it is already dark at night; Xingyuan Peak can be said to be the largest of the surrounding peaks, different from the fairy aura of other peaks that are verdant and verdant, Xingyuan Peak looks like it is in a mortal city at a glance, full of all kinds of houses, although there is a spiritual aura but still has the breath of life in the mortal world; At the foot of the mountain is a huge hall, and behind the hall is the only stone road leading to Xingyuan Peak; Of course, this path is only for disciples who can't resist the sword.

Ling Iced Tea led the flowing ink into the main hall, which was an empty hall, and in front of it was the road leading to the mountain; On the left there was a high platform, a gray-haired old man sitting on it, dozing off, and on the right were some tables and chairs, and now it was night, and only a few people sat together in the hall and whispered, and when they heard the movement of the door, they all quieted down and turned their heads;

"Wow, that's beautiful. A thin, clever young man couldn't help but exclaim, and Flowing Ink glanced at him; Then he snorted and twisted his head to the side. The young man's whispered words vaguely came to his ears,

"That girl must be more beautiful than that sister when she grows up. Liumo Mo turned his head with a disdainful expression, "Little color embryo!" and then the group laughed, and the clever boy laughed awkwardly. Ling Iced Tea couldn't help laughing, and then pulled Liumo to the side of the high platform and knocked on the countertop,

"Elder Xuan, wake up. The old man was startled and then opened his eyes in a daze, muttering, "My chicken legs." Then he yawned, a pair of eyes that seemed to never wake up, and tried to open to see Ling Ictea, and an old face full of wrinkles suddenly came to Ling Ictea,

"Isn't my old man dazzled, what are you doing running the old man in the middle of the night, do you want to go back to Xingyuanfeng?" Xuan Lao said to Ling Bingcha with a smile. Ling Bingcha helplessly pushed away the wrinkled walnut that was about to stick to his face.

"Elder Xuan, tell you about business;" Then he pulled Liumomo, "This is Liumomo, the master asked me to send her over; She was an outer disciple who entered the sect last year, and she had never been in contact with the outside in Liecha Peak; Xuan Lao, you have to take care of her, she is closer than her own sister. Xuan Lao nodded,

"Don't worry, I don't care if it's a kid; I can think about it. As he spoke, he stood up and looked down at the flowing ink that was completely covered by the high platform, and then glanced at Ling Bingcha with a sigh of relief, and said with a serious face;

"Flowing ink ink, right, how old is this year? Liumo looked at the old man in front of him who had been staring at him but pretended to be serious and didn't squint.

"Six years old, late stage of condensation. As soon as Liumomo's words fell, Xuan Lao's eyes widened, and then he looked her up and down in disbelief, and Liumomo stretched out his hand in front of Xuan Lao; Xuan Lao looked incredulous and grabbed her delicate little hand; Then the spiritual power reached into her body.

The small but tough meridians are filled with mist-like aura, and the strange ones are actually colorful; The aura slowly flowed in the meridians with small whirlpools, and finally converged to the dantian. Xuan Lao looked at Liumo with a strange expression, and then glanced at the hall and waved his hand to lay a barrier to block the sound.

"Where did you cultivate before?" Xuan Lao asked with a hint of unclear meaning in his eyes, and Ling Bingcha looked at the serious Xuan Lao in surprise.

"Ah, the medicine garden;" Liumo said suspiciously, and then turned his head to look at the thin transparent enchantment that surrounded the small space, Xuan Lao listened to it and glanced at Ling Bingcha but didn't ask. He lifted the barrier around him, and shouted at the group of people sitting there,

"Don't be stunned, Lingzi came over and took Liumo up the mountain, there seems to be an empty room next to your house; Liumomo, you will follow Lingzi to live first, and then meet those deacons in the temple after dawn tomorrow. The clever young man just now walked over with a smile and answered, and glanced at Xuan Lao with dissatisfaction; It must have been on purpose, to get this little color embryo to take me up the mountain, and to live next to him.

"Liumomo, my name is Xiao Ling; Everyone calls me Ryoko. Xiao Ling said kindly, but Liumo only gave him a roll of his eyes; Then he turned his head and said in a very low cold voice to Xuan Lao, who was smiling evilly,

"Old man, I know that your true face is not what you are now; You can rest assured, the days ahead will be interesting. Xuan Lao's face froze, and he looked at Liumo Momo, who still had dissatisfaction on his petite face in front of him, and suddenly felt that he had had auditory hallucinations just now; How could that cold and biting sentence come from the child in front of him who still looked childish.

"Sister Iced Tea, you don't have to send me when you go back. Liumo Mo turned his head and whispered to Ling Bingcha, then jumped off the stand and stood next to Xiao Ling, looked at him unhappily and snorted;

"The kid leads the way. The corners of Xiao Ling's mouth twitched, although he was fourteen years old and a little thinner, he at least had the appearance of a teenager; The little girl in front of her, who had just reached her chest, actually called herself a kid! But looking at her arrogant appearance but couldn't get out, Xiao Ling reluctantly glanced at Xuan Lao and then walked towards Xingyuan Mountain.

"Momo, I'm leaving, you have to protect yourself. Ling Bingcha's gentle voice came, and Liumo Mo looked back and smiled, and then walked on the mountain road with Xiao Ling; Ling Bingcha didn't leave, but looked at the group of people not far behind him, and his voice lowered;

"Old Xuan, I still want you to keep the matter of flowing ink and ink secret; When the master asked me to send her, he asked me to help him spread evil spirits to you: the flowing ink was chosen by the master, and the year in the medicine garden was also a little creation for her; She is a genius, but she is cold and arrogant by nature; Xuan Lao only needs to take care of her a little, and let the rest develop freely. Xuan Lao lost the sleepy expression he had just now, and he looked like a fairy; He nodded at Ling Iced Tea,

"Well, go back; I'll pay attention to the ink. Ling Iced Tea bowed and walked out of the main hall, and Xuan Lao regained his mediocrity and laziness just now; His eyelids raised slightly and scolded the teenagers who were still chattering,

"Little bunnies, let's talk and go back to your own house; I can't sleep well if I want to, and I'm dying of chirps. Those people looked at Xuan Lao and got angry, and then hurriedly got up and a young man smiled; Yes, yes, Xuan Lao, you rest; We're not here to argue with you. Saying that, they got up and quickly walked out of the main hall and swept towards the mountain, and the old man Xuan pinched the law, and the entire front and back passages of the main hall were covered with a layer of faint starlight; Xuan Lao stood up and touched his hand and walked down the high platform, a black whirlpool appeared on the wall on one side, and Xuan Lao walked in slowly; The whirlpool also slowly disappeared, but it still seemed to be lightly heard,

"Ling Ping, what are you trying to do・・・・・・

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