The second senior sister's name is Qin Luo.

However, according to her, her name was originally Qin Yanluo, but she felt that these two words were too feminine, so she simply changed her name.

"But...... Shouldn't Yama be a little more powerful?"

Gu Jinci really dared to say anything, and An He, who was also a bald family, admired his courage a little.

Qin Luo actually touched his chin as if he had been persuaded by some reason, muttering if he wanted to change his name back.

But thinking about the fact that this name has been used for so many years, it is also a bit emotional, and it is not very accustomed to letting her change it back.

"Is the second senior sister taking the path of physical cultivation?" Lu Xingyao still couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked.

Although the battle between her and An He just now was one-sided, it can also be seen that An He is by no means a mediocre talent.

He shaved his head and shaved his head, but he did not follow the path of Buddhist cultivation, but the sword cultivation of the Eight Classics.

If it weren't for Qin Luo's attack being too suppressive, An He's sword technique was actually not bad. Even there is already a little bit of his own knife habits and perceptions, especially when Qin Luo's palm technique changes from heavy to light, the coherence of that knife technique can be reflected in a short time.

Even if this didn't last long, it can be seen that Anhe's basic skills in swordsmanship are very solid.

"Isn't that weird?"

Qin Luo puffed out her cheeks, obviously a very cute expression, but when her dark and shiny eyes turned to stare at people, she always felt that if she said a "strange" answer, she would directly beat her up without saying a word.

Lu Xingyao didn't want to experience what kind of experience An He's experience was like being smashed like this, almost making her think she was doing some kind of explosion experiment.

"It's not strange, it's just that I haven't seen it. ”

"I mean, little ghost, how many monks have you met. Qin Luo laughed unceremoniously. "There are many ways to cultivate immortals, don't look at me as an individual cultivator on the surface, but if you really want to talk about the competition of spells, An is not my opponent like this kid. ”

"What can be solved with fists is not solved with that kind of soft thing, this is my logic. ”

As she spoke, she casually came to a wooden rattan technique to tie Anhe into a knot.

"I said aunt and grandmother, you can demonstrate, why do you always use me to set a model?"

An He had a bitter face, Qin Luo's cultivation was obviously higher than An He's, and this kind of gap in cultivation made her unable to break free in a short period of time even if she used the simplest wooden rattan entanglement.

Especially the kind of fire-attribute spiritual power that has been active in her hand, so that An He's original intention to set fire to the vine was taken back.

Fortunately, Qin Luo really just wanted to explain his magic attainments, and he didn't really want An He to fall in love with the vines for a night, and those vines converged quickly, and they had disappeared almost in an instant.

"Who made you have such an underbeaten face? ”

An and he really cooperated, I don't know where to find a mirror, looking at his face that can be regarded as beautiful by the moonlight, looking left and right I can't see where I owe the beating, and in the end it can only be attributed to the fact that my once innocent and simple consultation has become a routine beating, and I have been beaten and beaten.

Although I have to say that Qin Luo's strength is indeed more beneficial to him, but the disgrace in front of the new disciples makes him have a toothache.

"Second Senior Sister, save me some face. ”

Qin Luo's eyes turned back to "good", but looking at her expression, Lu Xingyao felt that she had some tricks even if he wasn't very familiar with her.

However, it seems that this trick is not going to be used today, until they separated at the staircase, Qin Luo didn't greet An He again, Lu Xingyao, Liu Xuan and Lu Lao Dad were on the first floor, Qin Luo followed Gu Jin and they continued to go upstairs, she lived on the upper floor of An He, and Bo Yan was next door.

"I said Anhe, your apprentice is very excessive, and he didn't come out to take a look when he heard that you were beaten?"

Lu Xingyao and the others hadn't entered the door yet, and Qin Luo walked up, and the voice still came into their ears quite clearly. "I think you might as well think about it, you can get a pair of masters and apprentices with this little fat man, at least people are more courageous. ”

"Senior sister...... That's because you beat ...... with An Yi last time," An He's tone was full of helplessness.

"And why doesn't that kid go out in the summer?"

"Senior sister, he really can't stand your palm......"

“......”

The corners of Lu Xingyao's mouth twitched, before Qin Luo came back, this building was really quiet.

However, as soon as she came back, not only this building, but she also had a hunch that the entire sect was going to be lively.

Master Mo's apprentices can be said to be quite level, Bo Yan and Qin Luo, one water and one fire, and peace and summer, are also moving and quiet, but I have to say that his vision is still very good.

Although Qin Luo is a little violent and frightening, his actions are still measured, and it can be seen that this is a girl who looks reckless at first glance and actually has her own set of rules of conduct;

Bo Yan is cold but does not lose the scale between interacting with people, and the long-term lack of immortal cultivation resources has allowed her to cultivate some transparency to the rules of the world, which makes her have a sharp judgment on many things;

An He seems to be an iron man, and sometimes his brain circuits are a little different from others, judging from his cautious gratitude to Qin Luo for his training, he is no longer clear about the rules for the survival of the fittest in the immortal cultivation world, and with his talent and hard work, he should also make a name for himself;

As for the summer, she really hasn't met this person many times, and she can only see that this person has an equal attitude towards the sect, whether he is cultivating or not, and he has an equal attitude, no matter how he says that someone with such a mentality will not be a big traitor.

Thinking about it this way, the sect is poor.

It's much better than the Xingyun Sect's sect that teaches villains who put cold arrows on their backs to save their lives.

Since she had been disturbed from sleeping, she simply didn't prepare to sleep.

The exercises of the Mitian Sect have already been memorized in her mind, and she doesn't need to read them from time to time, after entering the first layer of Qi training, there is still a considerable distance from the second layer, what she has to do now is to polish her cultivation solidly, and adapt to the circulation of this power that is different from the ability in her body.

Between her breaths, those red-purple dots of light came out again.

It was no longer like an escape before the qi was drawn into the body, but consciously flowed into her body.