"Your sword is good."

The two people walking in the pavilion were caught off guard by such a sudden cold voice, and subconsciously looked back, only to see a black shadow with a cold breath coming out of the pavilion pillar behind them.

"Uncle Zero?" Mu Yanran, who had a strange face, suddenly changed a few times.

She was really surprised that this uncle, who had always been more difficult to approach than an iceberg, would take the initiative to greet them.

What's even more surprising is that the other party obviously followed them all the way, but I don't know when they were followed.

A good sword?

Subconsciously looked at the sword hanging from his waist, and Mo Kongjing's face changed several times.

It's just this broken copper, not bad?

It's here to find fault!

After looking at the person with an unkind face, and found that the other party was indeed an orthodox sword cultivator and looked like she was rejecting people thousands of miles away, she looked away indifferently and pretended not to hear anything.

"The swordsmanship is also good." After being silent for a long time, she found that her face was wrong, and she silently added a sentence after realizing it.

"Thank you for the compliment," Mo Kongjing, who was originally looking at his nose with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, could only raise his head and say without thanks.

In fact, it was precisely because of the first glance that she felt like she had fallen into an ice cave and still remembered it vividly.

The sharp eyes and aura forced her not to look directly at the person in front of her, although she didn't know why the other party suddenly appeared, anyway, don't take the initiative to provoke the person who can't be provoked.

Mo Kongjing and Zero are not only weird, but even the dialogue is very weird. Finding that Zero's gaze had been on Mo Kongjing's body, Mu Yanran, who was suddenly alarmed in her heart, immediately moved to the side vigilantly.

While blocking Zero's vision, she also hid Mo Kongjing's entire body behind her.

That vigilant look. I don't know, I think something bad happened.

"Want to take your swordsmanship to the next level?" Completely ignoring Mu Yanran's movements, Yan Ling raised his gaze and went straight through Mu Yanran's body and threw it onto Mo Kongjing.

The cold voice made the two of them shudder from the bottom of their hearts, and they felt even more bizarre and inexplicable that it was not Mo Kongjing himself, but Mu Yanran.

This is the third sentence, yes, the third sentence.

Ever since she had entered the Xiaoyao Sect, she hadn't seen Uncle Ling speak three times in one day!

This is not true!

Definitely not!

Feeling helpless and frightened by this inexplicable remark, Mo Kongjing immediately took two steps back. It's weird, it's so weird.

It's like walking down the road and a person suddenly pops up. Or is it a master, inexplicably saying to you that you want to go to the next level?

Is it a personal answer that is the same?

But what if there is a fraud!

No, as the third elder of the Xiaoyao Sect, why did Yan Ling want to cheat her for no reason?

Is it true?

Suddenly, she had the feeling of being hit by a pie. But no matter how you look at it. Mo Kongjing couldn't even laugh.

"Worship me as a teacher."

A cold voice interrupted the bizarre but strikingly similar thoughts of the two of them.

And Mo Kongjing couldn't laugh anymore.

Although when it comes to loyalty, she has always felt that she is unreliable.

But so many years in Tianzi Mountain have already unconsciously changed her entire body and mind, and after getting along with Master Mo Yu for so long, she is even more willing to follow behind her.

If she can really become an immortal when she stays until the other day, she must be most grateful to the most unforgettable person, and she must be the master.

Ever since she had the surname Mo on her name, she knew it. So far, in her life, she will never worship the second teacher.

"I don't know why my seniors suddenly wanted to take me as an apprentice. But the younger generation had to thank the seniors for their kindness. "My mind turned for a long time, but time was only a breath.

She didn't refuse without any hesitation, but made Yan Ling raise his eyebrows in some surprise, frowned and thought for a long time, looked at the sword on Mo Kongjing's waist, and then looked at the pair of firm eyes, he swallowed and said: "Without anyone to guide you, it is difficult to improve your swordsmanship." ”

"The master leads the door, and the cultivation is in everyone, and I firmly believe that my understanding is not worse than others, and my predecessors don't have to say more." The tone was sincere and polite again, she knew that if she could really worship the three elders of the Xiaoyao Sect at this time, she would have a high rank in the entire Xiaoyao Sect.

But for some reason, she just didn't want to do it in her heart.

The teacher treats her very well, not only treats her with all his heart, but also treats her like a close relative.

She only knew that when she was most depressed, lonely and helpless, the person who gave her help and warmth was the seemingly cold and noble figure.

Even though her master has passed away, she doesn't want to have too much to do with other masters.

There is only one of her masters!

Silently moved aside for a while, Mu Yanran fell into deep thought.

She didn't open her mouth to persuade them, let alone try to convince any of them.

Yu Gong, in fact, she should have been trying to convince Ah Jing, Ah Jing's master has passed away, if he really gets the designation of Uncle Yan Ling in swordsmanship, his attainments in swordsmanship are even more promising.

Yu Private, she should still convince Ah Jing, because in this way, Ah Jing will no longer have to be displaced, and they don't need to worry too much about it, they can always accompany each other.

The road was too hard, and she really wanted to find someone to accompany her.

But she knows very well that if Ah Jing is unwilling, then the last thing she wants is to embarrass Ah Jing.

In public and private, the people she wants to persuade should be Ah Jing.

But how could she make it difficult for her?

"If you change your mind one day, feel free to come to me." added without giving up, and after he finished speaking, a dodge had disappeared.

The mouth had grown and could not be closed, Mu Yanran rubbed her eyes unbelievingly, and only after half a ring did she dare to confirm that she had really not fallen into the illusion.

Isn't this sentence of Uncle Zero equivalent to making a permanent promise!

How many disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect who are obsessed with swordsmanship have repeatedly begged Uncle Yan Ling to designate one or two, but this sword idiot uncle has not paid attention to them at all!

This is the first time I've seen Uncle Ling so persistent, and he actually moved the idea of accepting apprentices.

The absent-minded two walked quickly, and there were too many burdens on them in this short half a day.

At this moment, they all need an absolutely quiet environment to digest the news they have heard today.

On the eaves of the pavilion, the demonic green light veil danced in the wind, and the indifferent figure stood tall on it, and in front of her was the Zero who had just disappeared.

With a sharp figure and cold eyebrows, Death Zero feels like a sheathed sword most of the time, although it has converged its edge, it is still cold.

"Disciple of the Mo family, you also have a decision, it's time to die." Shaking his head helplessly, seeing that the stubborn Ling Ling just turned his head coldly, and turned away with a headache.

This man is like a rock, cold and hard, stubborn, and does not stop talking to others.

But this time, no matter how persistent and stubborn he was, the Mo family's swordsmanship was enough to make an ordinary monk embark on the road to the pinnacle.

Perhaps the time for sword cultivation to awaken is coming.

No matter how difficult the road is, someone needs to overcome it.

(To be continued.) )