The Eldest Martial Sister Gave Up Treatment

Pity good.

There are enough dead words on Bai Lian, she can't add new dead words to Bai Lian.

Walk.

An Lan turned around and was about to return to the cave again.

When passing by the window of Bai Lian's room, she suddenly noticed that the painting on the wall had changed.

"Um?"

It was a very strange painting.

sunset.

In a peculiarly styled room, Bai Lian stood behind a wooden table, wearing a professional dress, with oval metal-framed eyes, holding a book in his left hand and a bamboo stick in his right.

And she and the other four disciples plus a stupid bunny all sat loosely behind the small table under the stage.

In the painting, Bai Lian is full of majesty. In the painting, An Lan is propping her cheek with one hand and turning the brush with the other hand, just like a bad student who doesn't listen to class.

"..."

The more An Lan looked, the more wrong she felt.

She didn't quite understand what Bai Lian's dress meant, but she roughly knew that this was the teacher teaching the students.

It's the opposite!

An Lan was furious.

Shouldn't it be her who is the master standing on the podium?

What does Bai Lian mean, is this trying to rebel and ride on her head for output?

Tolerable or unbearable.

An Lan immediately used her spiritual sense to make a big change to Bai Lian's paintings that she had worked so hard to draw for several months.

The teacher in the professional dress was replaced by her.

Bai Lian stood in front of her with her head lowered, stretched out her right hand, and waited for the bamboo stick she held high to fall.

"That's like talking!"

Looking at his masterpiece, An Lan left arrogantly

As long as her strength is stronger than Bai Lian one day, Bai Lian shouldn't even try to make a fortune on her head and let her suffer the humiliation of her crotch!

...

The fireworks on New Year's Eve were not slowly removed from the night sky until the second half of the night.

Bai Lian also said goodbye to a few junior sisters and returned to his room in the middle of the night.

She first carefully used her spiritual power to seal up Master's melon.

Of course, she didn't want to offer these melons. Isn't this cucumber just for eating?

She just wanted to wait until her birthday to eat it.

After doing this, Bai Lian walked to the window.

It's been almost two hours since Master went to heaven with her. No matter how busy Master is, he won't pay attention to her here, right?

With such thoughts in mind, Bai Lian was about to break the branch off the tree with the crooked neck.

But when she saw it, she was dumbfounded.

"What about the branches?"

So big, so long a branch?

there is none left!

Even Bai Lian didn't find any broken marks on the crooked neck tree, as if branches had never grown there.

She never thought it was her own fault.

She had seen this crooked-neck tree thousands of times, how could she not remember what it looked like with her memory.

Bai Lian turned around.

She was stunned again when her eyes swept across the picture on the wall.

"what?"

Shouldn't the teacher standing behind the podium be her, why did she suddenly become a master, and the master is still beating her? !

In the past, the paintings she placed in the house would "automatically" change positions every three days.

It's fine now.

The location of the painting will not change, but the location and identity of the people in the painting have changed.

Nima is outrageous!

Isn't this really a role-playing game?

Bai Lian shook his head silently.

An Lan, who is wearing a professional skirt, looks more and more awkward.

no.

Master, can your mediocre figure support this dress?

She quickly took out the paintbrush, and with the help of her divine sense, spent half an hour changing the painting again.

"knock off!"

Bai Lian clapped his hands.

She already knew who did it all.

But she didn't plan to question the master. Anyway, the master wouldn't admit it. She knew it by herself.

After a long time, the New Year is here.

This is the sixth year that Bai Lian came to this world.

The "stars" of Qiongming Peak returned to their positions, and everything was on the right track.

first year.

Bai Lian walked out of her room early in the morning. According to the custom of her "hometown", she gave every junior sister a big red envelope.

After having breakfast, Bai Lian took his junior sisters to other peaks to pay New Year's greetings.

After going back and forth to Duxianmen up and down, they all knew these junior sisters.

Bai Lian is happy to see this happen.

Qiongming Peak is not only her Qiongming Peak, but also the Qiongming Peak of master and sisters.

She hopes that one day Qiongming Peak will become the first peak of Duxianmen, so that everyone will stop saying that Master is a bastard.

Second grade.

Bai Lian took a few junior sisters to visit Biluo Sect and other friendly sects.

The third grade.

Bai Lian was playing cards with his junior sisters.

Fourth grade.

Keep playing.

Fifth grade.

"Can't continue playing cards!"

Bai Lian hurried all the juniors and sisters to practice, and then changed into a new avatar.

The four Bai Lian sat in a circle and started playing in the evening.

Mahjong.

Sixth grade.

Continue to play mahjong.

seventh day.

continue……

Fine.

Bai Lian actually wanted to continue playing mahjong.

Don't underestimate this game of mahjong.

It's called playing cards, but it's actually cultivation!

After this practice, Bai Lian can control the nine clones at will without being drained.

Although these clones are not very bright, all of them have the cultivation base of the peak of Nascent Soul.

As long as the strength of Bai Lian's soul is further improved, they will be able to compete with the immortal cultivators in the early stage of God Transformation.

How can the plan fail to catch up with the plan, the seventh day of the new year