Meng Yulong was stunned and wrote a cursive plan. While recalling the hard work of the past few years, he suddenly felt very sad when he wrote, maybe it was because the strength of the wine had not passed, and he was drunk, he actually cried, tears fell all over the paper, and finally cried at the desk.

Lin Dong slept in a daze and heard someone sobbing, he thought that there was a ghost in the house, a spirit sat up, and saw Meng Yulong, who was sitting at the desk crying bitterly, got up and got out of bed, "What are you crying about, it's really useless." ”

Meng Yulong ignored him, still lying on the table and sobbing.

Lin Dong stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, "Hey, if you cry again, your eyes will be swollen from crying, but tomorrow I have a lesson for the disciples, and it won't look good at that time." Know that first impressions matter, and if their little kids know you're such a crybaby, they're going to bully you in the future. ”

Meng Yulong raised his head, "I just feel that the past few years have been too depressing, now I use the strength of the wine to vent, otherwise I will be suffocated." ”

"Your drinking strength has been quite long, I found that you have only drunk two glasses of wine, it seems that the amount of alcohol is not good, from now on you have to follow us, and when the time comes, you will train your alcohol consumption." Lin Dong said that he was about to go out after putting on his clothes.

"What are you going to do?" Meng Yulong asked.

"I'm going to cook you some soup for this business." Lin Dong went out without looking back.

Around the hour, Meng Yulong finally came to his senses. In the middle of the night, he drank a bowl of decanting soup cooked by Lin Dong for him. I don't know what Lin Dong's kid put in it, this guy lay on the bed and fell asleep after drinking. Sleep till dawn.

Meng Yulong got up and saw that the two people on the bed had already left, and he remembered that today was the first time he had given a lecture to others, so he got dressed and washed up, and then went to the cafeteria to eat according to the impression of last night.

He is a road idiot, and he has been to a place once, and if he doesn't have an acquaintance with him, he will definitely not be able to come back. Because he never remembered his way.

Lin Dong and Huang Daxian got up very early, Meng Yulong didn't see the two of them when he was washing, he didn't know the other people well, and he was embarrassed to ask others to take him to the kitchen, he walked on the front foot, and Liu Ruyan, who lived in the same courtyard, went out of the room on the back foot. But the two men did not meet later.

Because Meng Yulong walked and walked to the small barren mountain in the east, and he was so sour that he got lost in the dense forest. He himself walked around there and didn't find a path down the mountain, and this small barren mountain in the east was usually rarely visited, so it could be said that it was a forbidden place for all disciples. Because there were several immortal cultivators buried on this mountain, including the scourge that was killed by Lin Dong not long ago.

Therefore, there is often a strong aura on this small barren mountain, if someone comes here at night, they will definitely be hit by ghosts, but if your cultivation is very high, it will be easily broken, otherwise you will not be able to get out of it if you are exhausted.

Meng Yulong looked at the direction of the sun and judged that it was almost time to give a lecture to the students, but so far he had not found a way back, and he was a little hungry, so he began to walk around in a hurry, but the more anxious he was, the more he encountered ghosts hitting the wall.

Meng Yulong walked for a long time before he found that he was spinning in circles in the ghost wall, so he forced himself to calm down, and then used his own skills to break the ghost wall.

"Who's over there?" A crisp female voice came from not far away, Meng Yulong was startled and looked for prestige, and saw a touch of goose-yellow clothes. Rotten Books Network

Meng Yulong didn't reply, standing in place, waiting for the figure to slowly walk over.

It was a handsome girl, she lowered her eyebrows and smiled, "Who are you?" How could it be on this barren mountain of our Xianyun Sect? ”

"I, I'm a newly recruited instructor from the sect master yesterday, my surname is Meng, Meng Er......" The word "stupid" he couldn't say it anyway.

The girl smiled slightly, "Why didn't Lin Chendong tell me, it turned out to be Teacher Meng, I am Mu Qing'er, why are you here this early in the morning?" ”

"I'm not very familiar with this place, I originally wanted to go to the cafeteria for breakfast, but I took the wrong way, so I came here in a daze......" Meng Yulong rubbed his hands stiffly.

"But it's still early, I'll take you down. I don't know what kind of lessons the sect master asked you to teach the disciples? ”

"Swordsmanship."

Mu Qing'er turned around and glanced at him, "Isn't he teaching this one, but I think you should be more professional than him, what kind of sword score do you usually practice?" What should you do to get started? ”

"I'm practicing the Cold Light Sword."

Mu Qing'er's eyes lit up, "You actually practice the Cold Light Sword?" I have heard the master say before that this sword is the best in the world, an extremely rare sword, it is said that there is only one in the far north for a thousand years, and the last time the person holding the cold light sword has been killed on the battlefield during the demon war. That cold light sword is said to be very nostalgic, how many people have wanted to get him again after the death of its old master, but no one has ever found the cold light cave in the far north, I didn't expect it to be found by you, maybe you are the reincarnation of his old master. ”

"The girl won the prize, and she was only lucky to get the Cold Light Sword in the next, and at the same time she also got a lot of sword scores, but what puzzled me was that there was no Cold Light Sword Sword in those many sword scores, which was also a pity in the next." Meng Yulong said with a long sigh.

Mu Qing'er thought of Lin Dong's Xuantian Sword, he also got the Divine Sword first, and then got the Sword Spectrum, not only doubting in his heart: Could it be that all the Divine Swords in the world can only get the Sword Spectrum by chance after getting the Divine Sword first? Could it be that this divine sword also has an assessment period for the new owner? Only the new master who passes the assessment can get the sword spectrum, but what happens to the new master who does not pass the assessment?

Mu Qing'er smiled slightly, "Actually, you don't have to have regrets, but all divine swords have a quirk, I think when Lin Chendong got the Xuantian Divine Sword, he didn't get the sword spectrum, and when the time came, after his cultivation reached a certain level, he got the Xuantian Sword Spectrum by chance." ”

"Oh, and that kind of thing? But I don't know how Sect Master Lin got the sword spectrum at that time? Meng Yulong asked curiously.

"It's a long story, you better ask him another day, now there is no sword spectrum of the Cold Light Sword, it's not a bad thing, you can use other sword scores to practice the sword first, maybe you can find the sword spectrum of the Cold Light Sword by chance."

The two of them quickly left the small barren mountain as they spoke. Mu Qing'er pointed to a path on the left hand side and said, "If you walk here in the future, you can go from the left, go up directly and walk to the cafeteria at the turn." ”