My Debauched Devotion

　　 The morning breeze on Jianping today is stronger than before.

　　 green and yellow flags, straight swords and bamboos, strips of clothes... all hunting and hunting rustling blown by the strong wind, giving people a sense of tension that the mountains and rain are about to come.

　　 Xiao Ran's words were like throwing a rock into the water, causing ripples in the hearts of the disciples, and the ripples spread rapidly, turning into a stormy sea in an instant.

　　In the sparse crowd, a few internal disciples with itchy hands and eager to move, re-examined the young master uncle on the square stage.

　　 Could the elder holding the sword really pick a genius with a special constitution, right?

　　 No one dared to do it.

　　 But someone spoke.

　　 A middle-aged disciple with the temperament of old fried dough sticks gave Xiao Ran a little thought, and said respectfully:

　　 "I heard that Xiao Shishu is good at life skills such as construction and farming, and what I want today is probably—"

　　 Xiao Ran shook his head and interrupted this person directly.

　　 "Without that leisure time, I will only compete for combat talent today."

　　 The man was taken aback for a while, then he thought about it, and then asked as a difficult question:

　　 "Uncle Master, you..."

　　 "Two tactics."

　　 Xiao Ran only stretched out two fingers.

　　 "The first plan is to limit the cultivation base and use the power of mortals to fight against it. It only compares physical skills or swordsmanship, and the spirit tools used are also limited to ordinary goods."

　　 "The second plan, there is no restriction on cultivation base, no spiritual weapon, no difference, no rules, as long as it does not hurt your life, you can fight as you like."

　　 There was no sound on Jianping.

　　 Only the wind is blowing.

　　 Everyone has no time to think about it, Xiao Ran said again:

　　 "I'm waiting here for an hour, if no one is going to fight, I'll have to create this kind of boring arena in the future."

　　 The sound of the wind, Xiao Xiao Xiu.

　　Human language, loud and loud!

　　 The few disciples who came to watch the battle immediately scattered and left, and quickly spread Xiao Ran's words to every hill and corner of the inner gate.

　　 One stone stirred up waves!

　　 Inner Gate Eighteen Mountains, instantly exploded the pot.

　　 "A boring ring? Are you sure that the direct disciple said that?"

　　 "Challengers choose between the two options? I thought that the disciples would limit their cultivation and only compete with kendo skills!"

　　 "Why are mere mortals so arrogant? Could it be that he has hidden his strength..."

　　 "Or the elder holding the sword is already hiding in the dark and will secretly assist him?"

　　 "How is it possible—just listened to Bo Yunzi (author's note: Ji Yunzi was changed to Bo Yunzi due to the same name as the old book character) Master Shu said that the elder holding the sword has something to go out, and he can only come back three days away from the clan!"

　　 "I deliberately created alibi, and secretly stuffed my disciple with a secret weapon, and fought casually!"

　　 "I don't rule out this possibility, but I still think that Uncle Xiao has hidden his strength. Didn't you see his expression just now, where is the tolerance that a mortal should have?"

　　 "Will you bluff and deliberately give two choices, either lift yourself up, or hint that you have a weapon, so as to force the challenger to choose the first option."

　　 "What you said also makes sense. In short, we can only wait and see. Don't take a rush. Senior Sister Jiang and Junior Brother Ye must be more anxious than us. Besides, there is also the touchstone of Senior Uncle Chen. It is a mule or a horse, and it will be in its original form immediately."

　　 "Anyway... I have a good show today!"

　　 Similar discussions are going on on each mountain.

　　……

　　小蛩峰.

　　 The female sisters had just learned that Jiang Chuyan was going to join the sword-bearing peak and become the elder's baby disciple. Before he could cheer and hold a farewell party, they heard an even more exciting news.

　　 Chuyan’s head master, the mortal disciple of Jianfeng Peak, Xiao Ran, came to Jianping on the first day of the disciple challenge.

　　 "What a domineering man, does he hide his strength?"

　　 "It's no wonder that even the big sisters bow their heads to apprenticeship!"

　　 "Go and call the master sister!"

　　 "Where is the master sister? I was still packing things just now..."

　　 "Master sister went to the main peak to go through the peak transfer procedures."

　　 "It happens to be on the main peak? Let's go and see too!"

　　 "Go and go!"

　　……

　　Baicao Peak.

　　 The medicine field is rustling, like a snake moving.

　　 The spring frog and Qiu Cicada were shuttled among the medicine plants, burying their heads in catching insects... and weeding, and knew nothing about what happened on the main peak.

　　 The two held the iron bull in one hand, and the nine-star ladybug in the other, until they ran into a pair of long, straight, soft and warm legs.

　　 looked up, it was Master Yinyue.

　　 "Your brother Xiao Ran, is currently accepting a challenge from a disciple on the main peak Jianping. Do you two want to cheer him up?"

　　 The two girls scratched their heads, picked up the hairpin that had fallen into the grass, put them on again, and said casually:

　　 "What is...our brother Xiao Ran?"

　　 "Master, if you want to see others, just go directly, and no one stipulates that the elders can't watch, we have to weed them!"

　　 "Furthermore, no matter how you look at it, Master, that's also a disciple of someone else's family."

　　 "Let me say, rather than greedy other disciples, it is better to treat your own disciples better, can you not have more candied haws in the Imperial City?"

　　 Yinyue's face turned black for a while, and he said sharply:

　　 "Today, weed out all the weeds in the mountain, when will we finish weeding, and when will we eat?"

　　 The two girls stood up, their two small heads slightly higher than the medicinal field, a frog-shaped hairpin and a cicada-shaped hairpin were particularly eye-catching in the medicinal field, like living creatures.

　　 "Let's go cheer Brother Xiao Ran!"

　　……

　　 cast sword peak.

　　 In a certain Xuanshi rock cave.

　　 The high teacher wears a blindfold ring on his head and sharpens the sword on several sclerite stones of different textures, ensuring that the blade is sharp, tough, and fine.

　　 This is an extremely complicated process.

　　 The higher teacher does not hear things outside the window, and only repeats the same action infinitely. It seems to be very professional.

　　 But he didn't know where he was flying long ago, and the increased consciousness was searching on the surrounding mountains.

　　 "Master, Junior Brother Xiao Ran, who you care about, unexpectedly appeared on the main peak Jianping, waiting for his disciple to challenge."

"What does it have to do with you?"

　　 The dome of the rock cave heard an indifferent and dry old voice.

　　 The real ink cartridge is in another cave, repairing and protecting the mountain.

　　 This is the task of protecting the mountain jointly undertaken by Bo Yunzi, Huangfuqun and the real ink cartridge after the head Mianxiu.

　　 "Don't you want Junior Brother Xiao Ran to be a guest at Jianfeng? If Xiao Ran's disciple is seriously injured in the ring, I don't know how long it will take to cultivate Jianfeng."

"Nothing to do with you."

　　 "The elder holding the sword was out this morning, and it was not Brother Chen who presided over the challenge of this disciple, but Senior Brother Luo Sheng. The disciples felt that it was necessary to cheer for Junior Brother Xiao Ran to avoid being bullied."

　　 "Luo Sheng is not the kind of person you think. He is also a person who challenges through his disciples. If Xiao Ran can't even pass the challenge from his disciple, he doesn't have the ability to build Jianfeng."

　　 "The disciple thinks that Junior Brother Xiao Ran, who dares to come so early, may hide his incredible strength, Master is not interested at all?"

　　 "I am naturally interested in being a teacher, but what does it have to do with you?"

　　 "……"

　　……

　　 Main peak.

　　 The wind on Jianping is getting stronger and stronger~www.ltnovel.com~ A quarter of an hour after Xiao Ran appeared, thousands of inner disciples have gathered on Jianping, and all the heads are full of black people.

　　 is as grand as a concert, but it is not lively, but a kind of sadness of "the sun is shining the big flag, the horse is mingled and the wind is dying".

　　 Xiao Ran glanced at the jade slips scattered on the ground, and then scanned the crowd.

　　 It is certain that the disciples who submitted the challenge to Yujian were all among them except Chu Yan, but they couldn't tell who was who, and even the Great Emperor Ye Fan could not find out.

　　 In addition to the inner sect disciples, there were also many inner sect coaches who came to watch the game, as well as important figures from the Zizong under Zongzhishan.

　　 Even Lin Yunzi came, because of his humble status, he dared not say hello in public, and only nodded at him in the crowd.

　　 The crowd occupies a blind spot from all perspectives in all directions, and the black is like grass and trees, but there is no sound, only the sound of hunting wind is heard.

　　 This made Xiao Ran inevitably nervous, closing his eyes to listen to everything, resonating with the world, stabilized his mind and maintained his proud personality.

　　 suddenly! I feel a little heavy on my shoulders.

　　 opened his eyes suddenly, and turned his head to see——

　　 Chun Frog Qiucai did not know when, actually sitting on his shoulders.

　　 One on the left and one on the right, with buttocks half sitting and half hanging.

　　 Two small fleshy hands, like an elder, stroked the back of Xiao Ran's head. The four chubby legs flicked back and forth, and the soft heels beat Xiao Ran's chest rhythmically.

　　 makes the originally tense ring suddenly become funny.

　　 The sun is shining the big flag, Lolita is windy...

　　 The high-cold persona Xiao Ran had just tried to erect, was instantly broken by the four fat legs that were thrown around, and even had an itchy massage effect.

　　 "What are you doing!"