Keep Your Head Down

In the Momen Hall, Luo Bing stood in front of the legendary Sword Master, a little restrained and a little nervous.

The big man in front of her was unusual. She came from a humble background, but she actually didn't think she could get into Sword Sovereign's magic eye.

Luo Bing's cultivation talent is actually not bad, and it can be regarded as not bad in hundreds of doors.

But compared to Xiaoqiu, it is definitely a lot worse.

Among the true biographies of Momen, on the surface, Mo Dongfang was the one with the worst talent, and then there was her second senior sister.

But now, Mo Dongfang, who was usually ordinary, was actually judged by Sword Sovereign as a person with great luck?

It seemed to be unusual all of a sudden.

This made Luo Bing stand there, even more nervous for a while. Because she has a special status after all, she is Lu Dongli's first disciple.

The middle-aged scholar seemed to see her restraint, smiled gently, and said, "No need to be nervous, I just have a question to ask you."

Luo Bing responded quickly, "Senior Jianzun, please speak."

He nodded slightly and said, "Where were you born?"

Hearing this, Luo Bing was slightly taken aback, and said, "I can't remember."

She lowered her head and did not continue to speak.

From the moment she had an impression, she was in a brothel in Zaoli County.

She grew up in a brothel and was taught and nurtured by her old mother herself. Then, at the age of thirteen, she met Lu Chaoge who spent a lot of money and bought her.

She only knew that she was sold to the brothel by her parents, and she didn't know anything else.

Luo Bing was not at all curious about her own life experience, nor did she have any thoughts about her biological parents.

Since you sold her to this kind of fireworks place, don't think about it.

Anyway, she now has a new home and a family who values ​​her.

Luo Bing didn't have any intention of concealing Jianzun. She did not remember where she was born, but only remembered that she spent her childhood in Zaoli County.

The middle-aged scholar's eyes were downcast, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a long time, he said: "If you have the opportunity, you can find a time to go to the White Deer Forest in Luzhou, maybe there is something waiting for you there."

"It's just that this is about the secret of an old friend of mine, and I'm just guessing, so I can't say it outright." After speaking, he glanced at Ji Changkong, with a few sincere characters written on his face - "Junior brother, don't scold you. I"!

I don't want to be the Riddler!

Ji Changkong squinted and glanced at him, but in the end he didn't say anything. He seemed to have vaguely guessed something, and glanced at Luo Bing with a look of surprise, as if he didn't expect such a thing to happen.

However, this has yet to be verified.

He didn't know why the senior brother would say that. Could it be that there is something about this little girl that only he can see, but I can't?

Thinking of this, Ji Changkong was a little annoyed.

This old urchin is especially easy to get angry as long as he stays with his senior brother.

When Luo Bing heard the words, the whole person was slightly taken aback.

"Is it Bailu Forest in Luzhou?" She wrote down this place in her mind.

As one of the four major states in the Profound Sky Realm, Luzhou has never been to her before.

In the end, the middle-aged scholar turned his attention to Heiting, the senior brother of Momen, Lu Chaoge's only direct disciple.

Among the people of Momen, the one who most amazed the middle-aged scholar was Heiting.

To be precise, the surprise that Heiting brought him was no weaker than the surprise when he first met Lu Dongli.

When Jianzun's daughter Li Nanwei came to Momen, she saw Hei Ting's first glance and said that she knew a little bit of qi technique, and found that black qi pervaded Hei Ting's body.

And her Wang Qi technique was taught by Jian Zun.

It's just that Li Nanwei hasn't learned much, so there's not much he can see.

As for the eyes of middle-aged Confucian scholars, there is no trace of black air spreading, it is simply black air!

He was well-informed, and it was the first time he had seen such a person.

The most important thing is that the middle-aged scholar also quickly discovered that the black pavilion was unusual.

First of all, his cultivation is very strange.

The cultivation base of the fourth realm is too high, and it is too high.

Whether it was Jianyi or Jianxin, Heiting did not match his fourth realm cultivation.

It feels like strength is built up through external force.

But his cultivation realm is extremely solid, not vain.

With the eyesight of a middle-aged scholar, he couldn't even tell that the spiritual power in his body was transformed from the evil power in the soul jade.

Not to mention the special shadow of Heiting.

In the eyes of middle-aged scholars, in addition to the cultivation base and the black air, Heiting also has a little strangeness, and that is what everyone can notice-a sense of existence.

This person is like translucent, easy to be ignored, and even has his own resistance to the perception of consciousness.

"It's really a bit weird, you come here." The middle-aged scholar beckoned to Heiting.

This ugly, dark-skinned mute hurriedly walked in front of Sword Master.

"Close your eyes and meditate." The middle-aged scholar said to Heiting.

After he finished speaking, his fingertips lightly tapped between Hei Ting's eyebrows.

At this time, Heiting couldn't calm down.

Regarding the matter of Soul Jade, Lu Chaoge told him that it was a secret.

He was afraid that the strongest man in Qingzhou in front of him would see through this secret.

"Okay." The middle-aged scholar retracted his finger and said to Heiting.

Heiting heard the words, opened his eyes, and from the confused expression on the middle-aged scholar's face, he could see that the other party did not seem to notice anything related to the soul jade.

While this made him breathe a sigh of relief, he also secretly admired his master's methods.

I don't know what method Master used to hide this secret so deeply, and even hide it from the eyes of Lord Jianzun!

"Your physique is very strange." The middle-aged scholar looked at Heiting, not knowing how to describe it for a while.

This was the strangest person he had ever seen.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar was not only well-informed, but also read a lot of books and read a lot of ancient books.

But in ancient books, there is no record of a similar constitution.

"Besides that, I just used the qi technique to discover that you are full of black energy." The middle-aged scholar said.

As soon as this statement came out, not only Heiting, but everyone in Momen, except Xiaoqiu who only knew how to eat, all became nervous.

Everyone knows the origin of Heiting, he was brought up the mountain by the head.

Because he was originally an orphan who grew up eating hundreds of family meals in the village at the foot of the mountain, and this orphan was ordered by a half-blind person who passed by, saying that he had deep roots and deep demonic flames, and that he would be in trouble for thousands of miles in the future.

The villagers are ignorant and want to drive him out of the village, out of the village, how can this black and thin mute survive?

Fortunately, he was brought up the mountain by the sect master, and he became a gentleman of the Mo sect who thought of others in everything.

The middle-aged scholar saw the changes in everyone's expressions at a glance. Although it was very subtle, and he tried his best to hide it, how could he not notice it?

Ji Changkong tapped on the table next to him, motioning the middle-aged scholar to fill the empty teacup.

While urging his senior brother to pour tea, he said angrily: "Wangqishu Wangqishu, when you were young, I told you not to be obsessed with this useless thing. At a glance, everyone is colorful. I ask you Ziqi, What do these things like red gas and black gas mean~www.wuxiaspot.com~ You can't tell why, so it looks good!"

Ji Changkong really couldn't hold back his urge to complain. He had complained about this countless times, but this time he heard another set of Wang Qi technique from his senior brother, and he couldn't help but started spraying again.

The middle-aged Confucian hurriedly picked up the teapot and poured tea, and said with a shy smile: "It's nothing, it's all black, it's just a kind of qi in the dark, no one can tell."

This softened the atmosphere a bit.

Ji Changkong, who had been impatient for a long time, waved his hand quickly: "Drink tea, drink tea, don't be long-winded!"

After saying that, he said to the disciples of Momen: "Go ahead with your work, you don't need to accompany us two old men, Xiaolizi, you can stay, and he will give you some pointers later."

"Although his disciples are not as good as mine, he is still a Sword Master. It's not harmful if you listen to me." Ji Changkong said boldly.

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On the other side, North State.

A light boat was flying fast in the clouds, and Lu Chaoge, who was sitting on the light boat, did not know that Jian Zun actually went to Momen when he was not at Momen.

If he knew about this, he would definitely have a warning in his heart.

There are really many secrets of Momen.

Black Pavilion is one of them, but don't forget there is another.

——The demons in the tomb worshiped, woohoo!

Neither Ning Ying nor Ji Changkong found anything special about this solitary tomb, but Jian Zun was different after all. He was one of the four strongest people in the world.

At this time, Lu Chaoge, who knew nothing, still had the intention to open the [map] to see how far he was from Chunqiu Mountain.

"Tomorrow is almost here." He said in his heart.

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(ps: The second update, I have something to do today, so the update time is later than usual, I'm sorry.)