Enshrined in the residential area, Sword Douluo's exclusive small building.

The second floor, the mimic cultivation ground, the sword pool.

"Jian'er, are you honing your martial soul again?"

Sword Douluo stood at the door and asked in some surprise, "Didn't you tell Rong Rong a story?" ”

Zheng Zheng Zheng...

In the center of the sword pool, countless sword shadows merged into Qin Jian's body, and continued to emit out, as if forming a cycle.

He heard the sound at the door, and opened his eyes slightly, as if a sword shadow flashed.

"Teacher, she is still young now, and it is the most important time to lay the foundation, so she can't waste most of her time listening to stories..."

He smiled and said, "So I drove her to cultivate." ”

"Rong Rong is willing to listen to you now?" Sword Douluo raised his eyebrows.

Qin Jian shrugged and said, "If she doesn't listen, I won't tell her stories at night." ”

Sword Douluo laughed, but still gave him a thumbs up: "It's still that you little guy has a way, and I and the sect master and the old bone have no way to take her." ”

Obviously you've spoiled her too much...

Qin Jian pursed his lips, but he didn't say much about it, but asked, "Teacher, what is that one-year tacit training like?" ”

"That's..."

Sword Douluo still stood at the door and didn't come in, just leaned against the door and said, "That is the largest mimic cultivation ground in our Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect, within this year, your thirty-two groups will be completely isolated, and they will be in one of the mimic cultivation sites, and the weather and environment in it will change every other month..."

"What kind of weather and environment is it?" Qin Jian said curiously.

The eyebrows on the left side of Sword Douluo raised slightly: "The weather, it's nothing more than ****, lightning and thunder, goose feathers and heavy snow, and the scorching heat and cold..."

Qin Jian's face twitched slightly: "Is it so cruel..."

"And that's not all..."

Sword Douluo's eyebrows on the other side also raised: "The terrain and environment you are in will also change, forests, oceans, mountains, deserts..."

Qin Jian covered his face and said, "This is torturing people to death, is there anything else?" ”

Sword Douluo nodded unexpectedly and said, "Naturally, it won't disappoint you, in addition to the topography and weather, there will be natural disasters in half a year, such as flash floods, volcanoes, avalanches, earthquakes..."

Before he finished speaking, Qin Jian said in a very sincere tone: "Teacher, I think it is still the sword pool that has the best effect on the training of my martial soul, so I won't go to the tacit training..."

"You don't care about Rongrong anymore?"

Sword Douluo squinted at him with his eyes.

"Teacher, I think Gu Yue has rough skin and thick meat, which is very suitable for this training." Qin Jian said seriously.

"Then you don't want to improve your soul power?"

Sword Douluo continued to squint.

"It's just a year's delay, it's not a big problem." Qin Jiandao.

Sword Douluo sighed and took out two delicate bracers: "Originally, the teacher prepared all the utensils for you, as well as these two soul guides, which are enough for more than a dozen cubic meters of storage space, it seems that they are all in vain, so I'll give them to Rong Rong..."

As he spoke, he turned around and left, as if he was really going to give Ning Rongrong.

But the next moment, Qin Jian appeared at the door, and his two hands accurately grabbed the metal bracers: "Don't be a teacher, I will never live up to your hard preparation, I will go to that year's tacit cultivation!" ”

Sword Douluo turned around and knocked on his head angrily: "You will pretend." ”

"Hehe, thank you, teacher." Qin Jian raised his head and said.

Sword Douluo touched his little head and said, "This year's time is not only to cultivate the tacit understanding between you, but also to polish the character of this little witch Rongrong." ”

"After all, she is the daughter of the sect master, she can't be so willful all the time, we all hope that she can grow up through this training..."

Sword Douluo looked down at Qin Jian and said, "So, don't protect her too well, she can't be less tempered, the sect master and I will take care of you from time to time, and we won't really let you fall into a desperate situation." ”

Qin Jian nodded.

A few days passed quickly.

On this day, the sun was just right, the breeze was not dry, and it was the day to enter the sect's mimic cultivation ground.

When I came to the entrance, I saw that many people were already waiting here.

Each one is accompanied by an elder, and the advice is endless.

And Ning Rongrong's side was even more so, Ning Fengzhi was holding her little hand and was reluctant to let go for a moment.

"Dad, it's okay, just live in it for a while, if you want Rongrong, you can come in and see me!" Ning Rongrong said with a grin.

A touch of distress and reluctance flashed on Ning Fengzhi's gentle face, but he followed her and said, "Okay, if Dad wants to be honored, then go in and see you." ”

"Uh-huh."

Ning Rongrong nodded again and again.

Here, Qin Jian saw this scene in his eyes and asked softly to Sword Douluo beside him, "Teacher, Rongrong, doesn't she know what will happen in this year?" ”

"She doesn't know yet..."

Sword Douluo also looked a little distressed: "No way, if I tell her about those, she will definitely not be willing to go in, and when the time comes, she will cry and cry, and no one can do anything about her..."

The corners of Qin Jian's mouth twitched slightly: "It's easy for you to get her in, but I'm the one who can bear her crying and tossing later..."

"Be quiet, they're coming, don't talk about it." Sword Douluo said in a low voice.

Qin Jian looked up, and sure enough, he saw Ning Fengzhi walking over holding Ning Rongrong's hand.

"Qin Jian, in the next year, I will hand over Rongrong to you, you have to protect her."

Ning Fengzhi leaned forward slightly and put Ning Rongrong's little hand in Qin Jian's hand.

"Ahh

Ning Rongrong was caught off guard by Qin Jian's little hand, and couldn't help blushing a little, so he didn't notice the eyes exchanged between Ning Fengzhi and Qin Jian.

"Sect Master, please rest assured, with me, she will be fine."

Eye contact, one big and one small, the two men completed the handover procedures in an instant.

"Boom!"

There was a bang, and the mimic cultivation ground was officially opened.

A pair of young and young figures walked in and disappeared.

"Rongrong, let's go in too." Qin Jian tightened the small hand in his right hand.

"Okay..."

Ning Rongrong happily responded, and turned around to say hello: "I'm going in, goodbye Dad, goodbye Grandpa Jian!" ”

Sword Douluo and Ning Fengzhi raised their right hands side by side and waved, their movements uniform: "Goodbye Rongrong!" ”

"Buzz!"

With a soft sound, Qin Jian took Ning Rongrong's little hand and walked in, disappearing into the depths of the cultivation ground...

"Whew..."

Ning Fengzhi breathed a sigh of relief: "I finally sent this little girl in." ”

"I don't know what she'll do when she learns the truth." Sword Douluo Dao.

"We can see this from the outside..."

Ning Fengzhi said: "I hope her temperament can be sharpened in a year, and as long as she can become more sensible after she comes out, I will be satisfied." ”

Sword Douluo said: "It's not so easy to get out if you get in, let's wait and see......"