The next day, two large, four, six people, and two carriages drove in the direction of the Heavenly Dome Fort, but in half a day's effort, they arrived at the foot of a mountain peak that looked extremely steep. A few people got out of the carriage, and when they saw a mountain peak that seemed to be standing in the clouds, it was hazy and difficult to see.

Mo Ming saw that Ling Yuanchen and Long Qing were both looking at this mountain peak curiously, and explained to the two of them with a smile, "This mountain is where my Heavenly Dome Fort is located, although we see that this mountain peak is very close to us, but it is not.

It's just an illusion created by a lot of formations. Come, you two follow us closely, be careful if you make a mistake and you won't know if you fall into that formation."

The two of them followed closely behind Mo Mingyuan, and just walked into the mist. I just feel that the scenery around me is so varied that people can't figure out where they are at all. If someone hadn't brought them here, they would have gotten lost here.

The group walked for about half an hour, and Ling Yuanchen clearly saw a mountain gate, and the three big characters 'Tianqiongbao' were written in a vigorous and powerful font, which made people only feel the sharpness of the person who wrote it.

As soon as a few people stepped into the stone gate of the Heavenly Dome Castle, a large group of first people rushed over one after another. After a large group of people stood still, they shouted loudly, "Disciple see the castle master"

"Alright, let's be excused. They all went to practice martial arts well. The word "yes" was neatly aligned, and a large group of people walked in all directions.

The Lord of Mobao asked the disciple to take Long Qing and Ling Yuanchen to their residence. Before dawn on the second day, the entire Sky Dome Fort was already bustling. Because the head of the sect who has never accepted disciples is going to make an exception to accept disciples today, and they are still two children who don't know their identities.

Mo Mingyuan sat in the hall of the Heavenly Dome Castle Sect, with the man standing next to him, and four young people sitting on the left and right. Thousands of disciples stood respectfully outside the door. There were two children kneeling in the middle of the group, it was Long Qing and Ling Yuanchen. The two of them kowtowed three times towards Mo Mingyuan in unison. Mo Mingyuan laughed twice, and said three times in a row, "Good, good, good." ”

Mo Mingyuan asked his disciples to issue the disciple identity cards belonging to Ling Yuanchen and Long Qing, which were two dark black tokens, and Ling Yuanchen looked at the other disciples who were not carrying dark black around their waists. Thinking that it may be that the clan branch is different, so the token is also different.

After the two of them accepted the token, Mo Mingyuan stood up, "Today, I, Mo Mingyuan, can accept two beloved disciples, which can be regarded as a kind of fate." In the future, my Heavenly Dome Fort will continue to be brilliant. ”

Today, the entire lobby was full of men, so Mo Ningxiang could only secretly hide not far away and watch Ling Yuanchen apprentice, watching them finish worshipping, feeling a little happy and unwilling. Because yesterday she also mentioned that she wanted to worship her father as a teacher, but Mo Mingyuan refused.

Mo Ningxiang originally thought that she could learn swordsmanship with Ling Yuanchen, but now that her father didn't accept her as an apprentice, she was a little annoyed, but when she thought that Ling Lingchen would stay in Heavenly Dome Fort in the future, her depressed mood suddenly became lively again. Seeing that the apprenticeship meeting was about to disperse, Mo Ningxiang turned around and ran away.

Every day in the future, Mo Ningxiang would appear in the place where Ling Yuanchen and Long Qing practiced martial arts, and when Ling Yuanchen was tired from practicing swords, she ran over to deliver tea and handkerchiefs, but most of the time she would be rejected by Ling Yuanchen with a smile.

This made Mo Ningxiang very angry. As soon as he watched Ling Yuanchen and Long Qing put down their swords, Mo Ningxiang walked over with tea and handkerchiefs.

In order to appear to be treated equally, two servings must be prepared each time, "Senior brother, Senior Brother Long, you drink tea" Mo Ningxiang said to Ling Yuanchen with a smile while holding the tea, although he said that he would let the two of them drink tea, but his eyes were just staring at Ling Yuanchen.

Long Qing was not surprised, and took a bowl of tea from the tray and drank it all. I don't care if I'm a passing, anyway, it's better to drink than not to drink.

Ling Yuanchen didn't reach out to take the tea bowl, but replied lightly, "Senior sister, there are little disciples to do these things." You don't have to do it yourself. You're the eldest lady of Sky Dome Castle, and that's not what you should do."

"Oh, brother. I know, I see that you have worked hard to practice swords with Senior Brother Long, and I can do this little thing well. The maid also has other things to do. ”

Long Qing looked at this almost daily occurrence and sighed in his heart. On the face, he also had to play a round for Ling Yuanchen, "Senior sister, I'm afraid that you are working too hard, this weather is so hot." It's not good for you to be a girl standing here all the time. ”

Mo Ningxiang went down the steps given by Long Qing, "Senior Brother Long, it's okay, anyway, I also want to learn the swordsmanship of the Heavenly Dome Castle." It's a pity that my dad never let me learn. ”

When Mo Ningxiang said this, she looked at Ling Yuanchen with expectant eyes, hoping that Ling Lingchen could say a word about him teaching her. Ling Yuanchen didn't seem to hear it. Long Qing sighed in his heart again. Thinking, where is this wood good, they have been here for more than three years, and this kind of thing is almost once a day.

The women of Heavenly Dome Castle no matter the maid and the young lady, all of them love to be close to Ling Yuanchen. Long Qing rolled his eyes in his heart and left.

Seeing that Ling Yuanchen's attitude towards himself was always extremely detached, Mo Ningxiang's dissatisfaction became even worse.

The next day, due to some delays, Mo Ningxiang arrived at the martial arts training ground a little later than before.

As soon as he arrived at the gate of the martial arts training ground, before he walked in, he saw a little maid standing beside Ling Yuanchen, who was still holding a bowl of water in his hand. After drinking a bowl of water, Ling Yuanchen smiled at the little maid and thanked him. The little maid ran away with a red face.

This scene can not make the ink condensation aroma work, no matter how she pleases Ling Yuanchen on weekdays, when has she ever been greeted by him with a smiling face? Unconsciously, the handkerchief in Mo Ningxiang's hand was crumpled into a ball.

Xiao Jiu, who was following behind Mo Ningxiang, noticed it, and was a little disdainful of Mo Ningxiang's little family. But he still spoke, "Miss, I see that these maids are becoming more and more ignorant." Why don't you go and teach them a lesson, so that they can also know their identity. ”

"That's not good," Mo Ningxiang hesitated. "Miss, you are the only eldest lady in the Heavenly Dome Castle, such an excellent person as Senior Brother. Can anyone think about it? I'm not going to knock on them. They don't know what their identities are, and a group of inferior people still dare to fight the idea of the senior brother. ”

On the second day, when Long Qing passed by the back mountain, he heard a cry, and Long Qing heard that it was a female voice. Tianqiong Fort is full of male disciples, and the entire Tianqiong Fort is only Xiao Jiu and Mo Ningxiang and the few maids who serve her are girls.

This made Long Qing even more curious about who was hiding here and crying secretly, and as Long Qing approached, he saw a little girl in a bamboo-green dress hiding her face and crying with her back to his direction.

Long Qing walked closer and patted the little maid on the shoulder. "What's wrong with you, why are you crying here? What happened? Who bullied you? ”

The little maid continued to cry, and she didn't care about Long Qing's question, crying even louder. It's as if he wants to cry out all the grievances he has suffered.

Long Qing's head hurt from the little girl's magic sound, and he put his hands on the little girl's shoulders and forcibly turned the little girl.

As soon as he saw the little girl's face, Long Qing exclaimed, "Wow, what's wrong with your face." Aren't you the little maid who brought us water yesterday? Why did you become like this today? ”

I saw that the little maid's face was covered with red and purple spots all over her face, and Long Qing knew at a glance that this was drugged, but this was the little maid who was serving Mo Ningxiang, who was so full that she dared to offend the eldest lady of Tianqiong Castle?

Long Qing knew whose masterpiece it was if he thought about it casually, and he saw such a drama in Beiyuan almost every day, and Long Qing could only give the little girl a few antidotes.

The little maid took the antidote and thanked Long Qing again and again. Wait for the little maid to leave happily. Long Qingcai was thoughtful, Mo Ningxiang had never studied medicine, only Xiao Jiu had learned some of this medicine, and it was self-evident who ordered this medicine. Long Qing could only sigh at the heart of the most poisonous woman. Shook his head and walked away.