The Milong blessed land in the Tibetan Sword Mountain is located under the Lingyuan Peak in the back mountain, and before the blessed land, there is still a sword garden. In the Sword Garden, there are also sword bearers, who are the strongest combat power in Tibetan Sword Mountain.

The negative sword people in the sword garden have been guarding this secret dragon blessed land for generations, it is not a special period, they will never be born, and it is also a powerful killer weapon in this hidden sword mountain, except for the ancestors who sit in the sect for the foundation.

It is easy to get out, and if it comes out, it will inevitably set off a wave of turmoil.

Now, the Milong Blessed Land has long been closed, and all of this is for Hu Qingluan's little girl, it is rare for her to have such a mind on cultivation.

Up and down the Tibetan Sword Mountain, how can you not pay attention to it?

Milong Blessed Land is one of the three major caves and seven blessed lands on Jianzhou. In the blessed land, the aura is abundant, and there is a unique precedent weather, which is extremely warm and cultivates the monk's meridians and acupoints, which can help his cultivation, and has the effect of advancing thousands of miles every day.

However, the unique precedent weather in this blessed land is also limited. Only a certain amount of weather is produced each day, and if it were for a whole day, it would only be enough for fifty people. Therefore, the Tibetan Sword Mountain also had to limit the number of times the disciples under the sect could enter it, even the disciples who had to enter the Cloud Heaven Pavilion would only enter the blessed land five days a month, and as for the ordinary disciples, they had to contribute to the sect, or go to the deacon building to receive and complete the task, accumulate the "Cloud Sword Order", and exchange them for various secret weapons or the qualifications to enter the Secret Dragon Blessed Land.

Of course, this is only relative to ordinary disciples, who are not talented, and they can only rely on their own efforts in exchange for a lot of gains. As for people like Hu Qingluan, naturally, they are really privileged people, and they can even make the entire Tibetan Sword Mountain work so hard for her, of course, if others can have her talent, they can also enjoy this kind of treatment.

However, in this world, how many Hu Qingluans can there be?

What you must know is that when the little girl Hu Qingluan was ten years old, the elder of Zangjian Mountain who went down the mountain to select seedlings was in a glance, and she was shocked for a while, so she could talk badly, so she obtained the consent of Hu Qingluan's parents and persuaded the little girl to go to Zangjian Mountain to practice, and then practiced for four years.

It only took four years to leap from a mortal who had not yet practiced to a sword master, so fast, looking up and down the Tibetan Sword Mountain, for hundreds of years, it was really unparalleled.

I'm afraid that the little girl's cultivation speed can be regarded as unprecedented and unprecedented.

You must know that Zhou Jiujian, who is one year older than him, was in the realm of swords when he was ten years old, and after five years, he had to climb Qingyun Mountain and sit on the balcony for a few decades before he successfully advanced to the realm of swordsmen, and at his speed, it was not too slow, but it could still be said to be quite fast.

However, if you compare it with Hu Qingluan......

Zhou Jiujian is estimated to be only ashamed.

It's not just Zhou Jiujian, many monks in this world, if they compare their cultivation speed with Hu Qingluan, it is estimated that everyone can only be ashamed.

At this point, it can also be shown that the importance of Hu Qingluan up and down the Tibetan Sword Mountain is not unreasonable, and even they feel that the importance given to the little girl may be low......

It only took four years to cultivate to the realm of the Sword Master, so if she was allowed to concentrate on her cultivation, then from the realm of the Sword Master to the Sword Saint, and even the Sword Immortal, with her talent, wouldn't it be easy? Even if it took the little girl eight years to advance to the Sword Master, and this speed, in this Sword Continent, it was also extremely terrifying.

You must know that now the young sword immortal of the Great Qi Qionghua Sect in the Northern Land, when he was promoted to the Sword Saint, it also took thirty years. And when the world's sword armor advanced to the sword saint, it also took fifty years. However, the sword armor Li Mengtang is an alternative, and he monopolizes the luck of the seven points of the sword, and it is not for nothing, after he advanced to the sword master, one law is all and all the laws are mastered, and he was immediately promoted to the realm of the sword immortal, but the time between the two is only half a pillar of incense.

Half a decade later, that worldly sword armor can even soar at any time.

And until now, if it weren't for the attachment in the world, that sword armor would have flown to the heavens and the heavens a long time ago.

Such a terrifying entry situation as the sword armor, looking at this world, I am afraid that no one can match it.

"Although the little girl's promotion speed is fast, she will definitely not be able to follow Li Mengtang's path. ”

This sentence was said by the oldest ancestor surnamed Bai in Zangjian Mountain, and the other sentence "The little girl can get three points of luck in the future of the sword" is also from his mouth, which shows that this old ancestor has high expectations for her future.

Therefore, it is also very important for the cultivation of this little girl now.

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In the blessed land of Milong, surrounded by forests, there is a huge lake in the center, the water quality is clear and transparent, but the bottom is bottomless, it is difficult to see through.

Above the lake, the smoke is vast.

There was a little girl in red, sitting quietly by the lake, on the pile of rocks in front of her, with a fishing rod obliquely inserted, and the bait line was thrown diagonally on the lake in the distance.

The little girl in red has bright eyes and bright teeth, her face is delicate and elegant like a celestial person, and her hair is tied into a delicate and lovely bun, a pair of beautiful eyes, one gold and one red, which is called "Phoenix Pupil" by the world, which is still rare.

This little girl is naturally a collection of thousands of favors from the top and bottom of the Tibetan Sword Mountain, and she is tightly covered and hidden like a treasure, Hu Qingluan.

The little girl's face, since when she was separated from Zhou Jiujian a few months ago, seemed to be vaguely mature, but it was not significant, and when she blinked her eyes, she still couldn't help but quietly reveal it.

However, even so, if others see the little girl, their first feeling is still inseparable from the word "beauty".

Come to think of it, in a few years, when this little girl grows up and wears a red dress again, she will definitely be stunningly beautiful, and she will be stunning in the world as a person.

This is definitely not an exaggeration.

Hu Qingluan sat by the lake here, with one hand and half supporting his head, looking at the calm lake with a pair of eyes half-open and half-closed, and from time to time he yawned again and again with his hands covering his small mouth, such a scene was like ...... Fishing?

After a long time, the little girl suddenly picked up a stone beside her with an impatient face and threw it into the lake.

"Poof", there was a big splash on the surface of the lake, the water stains splashed, and then the ripples scattered in all directions.

Immediately, Hu Qingluan let out a series of "ahh

Looking at her face, she looked annoyed, and there was no one around, and she didn't seem to be able to find someone to talk to.

The little girl then threw a few more stones into the lake, and looked at her sullen face, as if she had been deceived by someone.

"Aunt Meng, you lie!" I heard her say it suddenly, as if she was talking to herself, and she didn't stop throwing stones in her hands, and the stones were thrown on the surface of the lake one after another, causing waves and ripples.

Suddenly, between Hu Qingluan's heart lake, a female voice sounded, delicate and very gentle, and said: "Little girl, I don't have any patience at all, I haven't sat down for half a moment, how could that thing appear so soon?"

When Hu Qingluan heard this, he stopped his movements, and then said with a coquettish face: "But, it's been too long! Aunt Meng, should we come back tomorrow?" Qingluan is so sleepy, Qingluan wants to go and rest well!"

I could only hear the female voice, which came again, this time with a slightly stern tone, and said: "No, today's time is the most appropriate, we can't waste it anymore, otherwise, next time, when that thing comes out again, we will have to wait until a year later." Why, do you still want to stay here for a year? Look, this place, give your ancestors an order, so that no one else dares to come in, and you are the only one all day, alone, not bored?"

Listen to what she said. Hu Qingluan's little face couldn't help but feel bitter, and he quickly shook his head and said, "No, no, Qingluan doesn't want to!"

The female voice then smiled and said, "Isn't this enough, go quickly, obediently guard, in case that thing comes out!"

When Hu Qingluan heard this, he could only sit back in his place bitterly, and then stared at the lake.

In the middle of the sound, the little girl's eyes were already extremely tired, and she couldn't help but want to close them, but on the lake, it was still calm.

After another pillar of incense time, Hu Qingluan only felt drowsy.

Suddenly, above the surface of the lake, the floating leaves suddenly sank down gently, causing a small ripple.

It seems normal, but in the little girl's heart, the female voice suddenly reminded: "Qingluan, pay attention!"

When Hu Qingluan heard this, he quickly cheered up, and with a pair of phoenix eyes, he immediately stared at the lake.

I saw that the leaf, floating and floating, suddenly, sank into the lake, and disappeared!

Hu Qingluan's heart jumped, and he saw the fishing rod in front of him, and the bait line instantly pulled out a trace in the water, two feet away, and then straightened.

"Qingluan, quick, hold on to the fishing rod!" the woman said urgently, and the little girl had already stood up wittily at this time, holding the fishing rod firmly.

"Wow"

The moment the little girl picked up the fishing rod, she already felt a huge force transmitted to her hands, and even her body was dragged forward by her belt, and two obvious traces of friction were drawn on the ground.

Hu Qingluan gritted his teeth, a pair of eyebrows furrowed, at this time, the fishing rod in his hand had been pulled out of an extremely tortuous bend, and a burst of green light emanated from it, and it was thanks to the fact that this fishing rod was not an ordinary fishing rod, otherwise, it would have been broken a long time ago.

In the middle of the lake, suddenly there was a huge spray, roaring, and chaotic, as if the thing in the lake was biting the bait at work.

The little girl froze with her for a moment, and the bait line kept moving back and forth, left and right, which also proved that the thing in the lake was constantly struggling, and as it struggled, it also caused the waves on the lake to be turbulent.

The power transmitted from the hand is getting bigger and bigger.

Hu Qingluan kept gritting her teeth and persevering, even mobilizing the qi in her whole body, her body pressed back hard, and the best sword furnace in her body was also pouring out the qi with all her might.

Without saying much, the little girl's face turned red and white, and even, she heard a slight cracking sound from the bend of the fishing rod in her hand, and then from her small mouth, she finally spat out a few words: "Dream...... Aunt, I, Jian...... I can't hold it!"

In the lake in her heart, the female voice still kept encouraging: "Persistence, Qingluan, hold on, just a while, it's enough." ”

Hu Qingluan's face was bitter, but she still clenched the fishing rod tightly, competing with the things in the lake, and the little girl was arrogant and did not give an inch.

After a while, all of a sudden, Hu Qingluan felt that the power on the fishing rod in his hand suddenly weakened, and then disappeared completely.

The waves on the surface of the lake, too, suddenly stopped, leaving only ripples.

Hu Qingluan was taken aback, thinking that the thing had finally given up struggling, and then rejoiced.

In the end, she is still young and inexperienced, and the little girl's grip on the pole has also loosened.

"Hahaha! Menggu, it lost!" Hu Qingluan said happily.

In the heart lake, there was an exclamation from the female voice: "Qingluan, be careful!"

"Huh?"

Before the little girl could react, suddenly, the power of the fishing rod in her hand suddenly came again, and it was even more powerful than just now!

Hu Qingluan subconsciously only had time to hold the fishing rod.

"Ah, help!" the little girl, in a hurry, only called out.

I saw that on the surface of the lake, a huge wave suddenly exploded, and then, there was a white dragon, six zhang long, with a thick body, breaking through the water and flying straight into the sky, even the little girl with a fishing rod also took it up!