"Master Tailang?" Lang Sandao smiled deeply, raised his sword eyebrows lightly, looked at the person who slept in the palm of his hand, and scolded lightly without anger: "You dare to give me a nickname, you are quite bold!" ”

"It's a pity that this amount of alcohol is too average.? Follow? Dream?. lā" sighed with disgust, Lang Sandao's empty hand waved lightly, put away the wine gourd, and directly lifted the person in his palm and resisted back to the house. I wanted to throw it directly on the couch, but after a pause, I gently put her down.

Girls, the body is weak, it's better to be pampered.

Nodding matter-of-factly, the corners of Lang Sandao's mouth were slightly upturned, with a smile in his eyes, he looked at Yan Bei, who was lying on the couch and sleeping deeply, and watched it for half an hour, then he was satisfied, set up a protective barrier for her, and turned around and went out.

The wine in the gourd is a three-hundred-year-old peach blossom brew, and he will be a little drunk if he drinks too much with his half-step Yuanying cultivation, not to mention a little girl who has just built a foundation?

If you don't sleep for a month and a half, you will never wake up!

However, if she can fully absorb the spiritual power contained in the wine, the little girl's skill can increase a lot.

However, unexpectedly, Yan Bei woke up three days later.

When he woke up, the first rays of sunlight in the morning happened to shine into the room through the window, and as soon as Yan Bei opened his eyes, he saw the red maple shining outside the window, and the cultivation suddenly rose a lot, and his mood instantly improved.

"Whew~" Gently exhaling a breath of turbidity, Yan Bei got up from the bed, walked to the window, and saw Lang Sandao practicing his knife under the red maple forest at a glance.

"Master! Morning! Yan Bei smiled and waved at him, she now knew that that sip of wine was a good thing, and she only had gratitude in her heart.

However, less than half a second after the gratitude rose, Lang Sandao's words consumed Yan Bei's gratitude.

"Wake up and go cook!"

Yan Bei's face stiffened with a smile, he glanced at him speechlessly, and turned around angrily to go to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

The devil knows why he, a cultivator, still eats!

Lang Sandao watched the people in front of the window leave angrily, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

It seems that this little girl is not simple than he imagined, she has absorbed the spiritual power of ordinary people for half a month in three days, either she has a good physique, or her cultivation is strong enough.

But now that she is in his wolf three knife pockets, no matter how simple she is, she also runs away, and can only be his apprentice on his knife mountain!

After breakfast, Yan Bei glanced at the cauldron that had been eaten by the wolf's three knives, and asked tentatively, "Master, is there a map of the Sword Sect?" I want to go to the Zongmen kitchen to find someone to improve my cooking skills, so that I can cook for Master in the future." ”

"Really? So heartfelt? Lang Sandao was a little unconvinced.

Yan Bei knew that he couldn't hide it from him with this little bit of caution, but he didn't know it himself, so she naturally didn't need to tell the truth.

"Yes." Yan Bei nodded, and said solemnly: "Master, you drank your baby wine for me that day, and I, as an apprentice, naturally can't I know what to reciprocate?" ”

"That's right!" Lang Sandao nodded solemnly, raised his hand to take out a white paper crane, and blew a breath at it, the paper crane grew in the wind, and the white mangs flashed, turning into a living white-feathered crane, and stopped outside the corridor obediently.

"Ride Xiaobai, just tell it where you want to go." Lang Sandao said with a smile.

Seeing that Yan Bei was about to jump onto Bai He's back when he stood up, he immediately added, "Remember to come back before sunset to make dinner." ”

"Got it, thank you, Master!" Yan Bei replied casually, couldn't wait to ride on the back of the white crane, opened his mouth and ordered with a smile:

"Xiaobai, let's go!"

The white crane seemed to have spirituality, and with a light flap of its white wings, it soared into the air, and flew up with Yan Bei, and in a blink of an eye, it flew into the air, and Pu flapped his wings and flew out of the knife mountain.

As the height increased, five peaks reaching into the clouds appeared in Yan Bei's sight.

The five peaks are flooded with different colors, forming a circle to protect an antique hall in the middle.

Behind these five peaks, there is a huge empty square in front of the peaks, and some small hills in front of it.

The pavilions and pavilions on the mountain loomed, and the stone path ran through them, connecting all these hills together, and there were people flashing from time to time, which showed that the number of disciples of the Sword Sect was far from being comparable to that of ordinary small sects.

These places that could be seen at a glance were only a small part of the Sword Sect, and there was a larger part of the mountain that was connected to the Sword Mountain.

Above are mostly the cultivation caves of the elders, as well as the trial places of the inner disciples.

The ten major sword formations of the Sword Sect are located in the back mountain, and they are not only supplied to the disciples of their own sect every year, but also rented out to the disciples of other sects for trials.

However, Yan Bei had already flown to the Five Great Peaks at this time, and he didn't know if there were other sect disciples in the back mountain who were trying again.

While instructing Xiaobai to take herself to the kitchen, she listened attentively to the news in the sect about Lin Yi and her daughter, Mo Dyexiang.

When I heard this, I wanted to call it bad.

The ceremony of recruiting disciples had already ended, but now that the new disciples had found their respective masters, the major forces had been divided.

What the disciples of the Sword Sect are talking about the most now is the fact that Lin is still a disciple of the sect master, and the matter of Mo Dye Xiang worshipping under the door of the three elders and becoming a direct disciple of the three elders, Qingfeng Peak Lord.

These two people are the biggest dark horses that rushed out this time, and no one expected these two people to have such luck.

Of course, what surprised them the most was Lin Yi, after all, everyone knew that Mo Ran Xiang and Ouyang Yu, the grandson of the three elders, were mixed together, and it seemed that she could worship under the main door of Qingfeng Peak.

However, Lin Yi, who is usually an inconspicuous person, can become a disciple of the sect master, and everyone still thinks it is incredible.

This luck is not comparable to ordinary people.

In short, now Lin is still in the limelight, and Yan Bei also sadly found that he missed the best opportunity to turn his daughter.

Now that the ink dyeing incense has been completely blackened, she only wants to go against the heroine, and it is impossible for her to whitewash her three views.

In the script, Mo Dye Xiang was finally beaten to death by the male second Dark Pavilion Master, although she can't reverse Mo Dyed Xiang's three views now, but she will definitely not let her die at the hands of the Dark Pavilion Master.

Just as he was thinking about it, the White Feather Crane suddenly stopped, and Yan Bei looked up and found that he had arrived at the kitchen of the Sword Sect.

She stopped in a small square at the moment, and in front of her was a row of open rooms, and in the room were miscellaneous disciples in white disciple uniforms, who were busy cooking lunch for the sect disciples.

At this time, it was past breakfast time, and there was still some time before lunch time, and there were only a few people coming in and out of the square.

Most monks can only open the valley when they reach the foundation building period, and most of the disciples in the Sword Sect are cultivating below the foundation building, plus not all of them have the ability to afford to eat the Bigu Pill, so the Sword Sect has specially prepared a large canteen for these disciples.

Three meals a day, as long as the disciples come to eat on time, there is no need to pay fees.