Above the second floor, it suddenly became noisy.

In order to show his compulsion in front of his future baby apprentice, the old drunkard placed a lot of small toys with medium-grade and low-grade spiritual weapons in the house.

In order to make the little girl happy, there is no ban even set, as long as you like it, you can take it by the way!

The monks in the late stage of the catastrophe, who have practiced for hundreds of years, do not know how many murderous things they have done in private, and there are many spiritual weapons in the lower grades!

The ink painting hanging on the wall is a high-grade defensive spiritual weapon!

When a group of Jindan monks walked into the study on the second floor, they were suddenly dazzled, and a greedy light appeared in their eyes.

The ink paintings of high-grade spiritual weapons on the walls are too conspicuous for anyone to dare to make, but when they see other smaller spiritual weapons, their minds come alive.

It's just that Zhou Gang has been staring at the side, and he has scruples to suppress his greed.

After all, those who can come to the Xuanling Holy Sect on behalf of the sect are all Tianjiao among the disciples of the same generation of each sect.

If you are caught stealing, you will lose face if you spread the word.

Moreover, it is insulting to the sect, and it is inevitable that he will be disqualified from entering the secret realm, and he will be severely punished after he goes back!

It's just that when the birds are bigger, there are all kinds of forests, and after all, some people can't help but do it.

One of the men in gray clothes took advantage of Zhou Gang's gaze to look away, and quickly grabbed the medium-grade spirit weapon brush on the table.

Although the action is secret, it happens to be seen by the pleasure who also loves this brush.

The little girl immediately shouted.

"What's your name, don't wronged a good person indiscriminately!Little girl, I'm not someone you can slander casually!" the gray-clothed monk frowned and scolded in a disdainful whisper.

"Luo Daoyou, please respect yourself!" Zhou Gang frowned, immediately rushed over, and said in a deep voice.

Although the words are simple, the meaning in the words is very heavy.

The first is to let him pay attention to the way he speaks, stand up for the little girl, and stand firmly on the side of the future saint.

On the other hand, implying that the other party took the initiative to hand over things that did not belong to him was already enough to save face.

If you directly say that you stole something, it will not save face at all, and there is a possibility of tearing your face.

Luo Xinguang didn't expect that the scene of stealing the brush was seen by a little girl, and her face immediately turned red with anger.

But even if he is caught, he can't admit it in front of everyone, otherwise the Floating Feather Holy Sect will not become a joke of the top ten sects!

He can't afford to bear this charge.

With a gloomy face, he said: "Hehe, your Xuanling Holy Sect is really so majestic, in order to discredit the opponent, it is really done to do anything, it is simply shameless!"

The other three people dressed in the same costume also shouted indignantly: "Hmph, slandering Senior Brother Luo is slandering the Piaoyu Holy Sect, if you don't give an explanation today, this matter will not be over!"

Although Senior Brother Luo's reputation is indeed not good in the sect, now is the time to unanimously open to the outside world, no matter whether he really takes something or not, he must unconditionally support it to the end!

When the others heard this, they all retreated and gave way to a vacant lot, and gathered together according to the sect they belonged to, with a look of schadenfreude on their faces.

The ten major sects also have a competitive relationship.

Now that the Xuanling Holy Sect and the Piaoyu Holy Sect are in trouble, it is in the interests of their respective sects.

Even the sect that was friendly with the Xuanling Holy Sect remained silent at the moment and watched the play quietly.

Unity does not mean that we must share weal and woe, weaken the strength of other sects, and let them fight each other, which is more in line with the interests of our own sect.

Le'er raised her little head and said angrily: "I saw with my own eyes, he took that beautiful brush and put it in the storage magic weapon!"

Xiao Chen nodded with satisfaction, after a morning of study, the girl knows the magic weapon, not bad!

Luo Xinguang's eyes widened, and he glared at him viciously: "Little girl, dare to talk nonsense again, believe it or not, I'll beat you!"

Xiao Chen stood outside the door, his brows furrowed deeply, seeing that dead thing dared to yell at his baby girl viciously, and he was about to be slapped to death if his wrist moved!

When he slowly raised his arm, the words of Blue Moon's lesson suddenly flashed in his mind, and his brows couldn't help frowning.

As she said, it is definitely a worthy father's behavior to shoot the bastard who dares to bully his daughter to death now.

However, the little girl has one less opportunity to argue and confront the monk!

The arm was slowly lowered, and he snorted coldly in his heart: "Hmph! I will be a qualified teacher!"

Xiao Chen had an absolute in his heart, and stood outside the house quietly with a calm face.

Anyway, there is a chaotic sky Aya body, not to mention the people in this room, even if the ten major sect masters come out together, don't want to hurt the little girl's hair.

Zhou Gang frowned, and his face showed annoyance!

Murderous warning: "Luo Daoyou, when talking to the Holy Maiden, please pay attention to your attitude! Otherwise, don't blame Zhou's subordinates for being ruthless!"

"Holy Maiden?!"

Suddenly, the faces of more than 20 people present showed surprise.

This time, the elites of the ten major sects gathered in the Xuanling Holy Sect, wasn't it because of the battle of the Holy Maiden!

But isn't the current saint of the Xuanling Holy Sect Liu Qianman, how did she become a cute porcelain doll, is it rejuvenated?

Moreover, the cultivation of the third layer of the Qi refining period, is Dabi automatically abstaining this time?

Zhou Gang looked around and saw everyone's surprised looks, and a touch of pride rose in his heart.

Said proudly: "After the joint recommendation of the high-level of the sect, Sister Xiao Le'er has been designated as the next saint!

When Le'er heard the praise, she raised her little head proudly.

The eyes of the two dozen or so people around widened and their mouths let out bursts of exclamation.

If the porcelain doll in front of you is extremely talented and is expected to participate in the competition for the position of saint in the future, it is normal.

Can be determined...... If it is spread out, it must be shocking!

Anyway, other sects have not yet had a situation where the Holy Maiden has been determined!

If you win the first place in the Holy Maiden War, there will be ten places to enter the secret realm, and you have to grab it and operate it at will, and you won't make a lot of money when the time comes!

The Holy Maiden is related to the luck of a sect for tens or hundreds of years in the future!

For a while, Xiao Leer's name was deeply seared into his mind, such important information, he must report it as soon as he goes back.

To be able to get such important information must be a great achievement!

Zhou Gang looked at everyone's surprised appearance, and a sense of pride rose in his heart, and he had a sense of belonging as a disciple of Tianxuan Peak!

Le'er raised his little head and said firmly: "I saw him take the brush on the table with my own eyes, and there is no nonsense!"

If it was before, everyone just regarded Le'er as the child of a big man's family, and they didn't pay much attention to it.

Now it's different, a future saint is definitely extraordinary!

Although they can't see ...... yet.

Brush brush brush ~

Suddenly, more than 20 eyes looked at Luo Xinguang in unison, and even the eyes of the two fellow disciples also showed a look of loneliness.

(End of chapter)