In fact, Yan Yan is now eating Nangong Yan, drinking Nangong Yan, and spending Nangong Yan, but Nangong Yan still has no confidence, and she feels that she is a little white face who has been raised.

The little brother who is covered should have this kind of awareness.

Nangong Yan couldn't go back to Lingcheng once, and the Thirteen Peaks changed from the ethereal fairy world to a lively world, the outer disciples acted as miscellaneous servants, and the head of the outer gate kept the entire peak in order, and there was a group of people who claimed to be Yan Yan's personal servants......

"Childe is good!"

Nangong Yan was a little stunned of these personal servants, he was far away.

Others don't know, Nangong Yan knows the origin of Yan Yan: are these people or ghosts?

He had seen evil cultivators manipulating powerful ghosts, but he had never seen ghosts wandering in the world like living people. Yan Yu really managed the underworld very well, so much so that ghost cultivation has become a legend in the human world.

Yan Wu doesn't summon some people to come out, okay? She already had fourteen disciples on this peak, and it was impossible for her to teach them in detail.

Nangong Yan looked at his thirteen senior brothers and miscellaneous disciples sitting in the lecture hall of Benfeng, listening attentively.

Nangong Yan looked at the Jindan lecturer that Yan Yan had found: It's really fearless for those who don't know.

Yan Wu seriously wants to be a good master, and now she is the peak master.

If you want to be the peak master, you have to manage it well, and the disciples adopt the ranking system, except for the personal disciples and the registered disciples, the thirteen peak disciples compete every three months to rank the brothers. The miscellaneous disciples could not relax, and followed the regular disciples to practice together every day and listen to the lectures.

So there was a strange scene at dawn every day at the thirteen peaks, and a large group of people lined up and ran up and down the stone steps. How high are the thirteen peaks, and they are on par with the main peak. Obviously a monk, he was put on a bracelet to imprison his spiritual power, and he was tied with sandbags on his feet.

This move scared off many miscellaneous disciples who were not strong-minded, but more remained.

Of course, Nangong Yan also has to refine his body.

How many Fa cultivators have you seen? Although he knew that Yan Yan was for his good, Nangong Yan still had broken thoughts, and he was embarrassed by the body refining.

"Look at me, do you think I'm still like a prince?" Nangong Yan was unreasonable at Yan Woman, and Yan Woman was helpless.

There was a knock on the door, and Nangong Yan hurriedly sat down with his hands in his hands, looking gentle and respectful.

"The disciple has something to do."

"Enter."

The tiger beast on the head of the shop grinned at the miscellaneous disciple and slowly opened the door.

The little disciple arched his hand and said, "True Monarch, Taiyi Sect asked Sword True Monarch to see him." ”

Ask Kendo-kun is Nangong Yan's idol.

Now, the law is respected, but the sword cultivator has also made a name for himself, slaying demons, and Kuang Justice! In the beast tide that endangered the whole world a thousand years ago, it was the sword cultivator who turned the tide and maintained the safety of the fifteen states.

The recognized overlord of the sword path is the Immortal Sword Sect, and the same name as the Immortal Sword Sect is the Washing Sword Peak of the Taiyi Sect.

The Taiyi Sect is the oldest sect today, and it is mainly based on Fa cultivation, and how difficult it is for sword cultivation to stand out among them. The sword cultivation of the Sword Peak is not only prominent, but also famous all over the world, and it is on a par with the law cultivation in the door.

This year's Sword Washing Peak Peak Master is to ask the Sword True Monarch, known as the Sword Idiot.

When Nangong Yan was a child, he had heard the name of Chen Mi, a real sword man, and the day he picked up the sword, he was determined to become a powerful sword cultivator like him......

Time passed, and when he became the virtuous king praised by everyone in the Vermilion Bird Country, Chen Mi was already a sword idiot and asked Jian Zhenjun.

The sword path was summoned, Nangong Yan's heart stirred for a while, and a sharp sword sound sounded.

Yan Yan glanced at Nangong Yan and held down his trembling natal spirit sword.

Yan Yu strode out, the flying sword of the disciple outside the hall could no longer be controlled out of the sheath, she wanted to see where it was sacred.