So to put it...

Mo Lin'an stared at the people for a few seconds and said, "Lin'an has always been very curious..."

"Several senior brothers and sisters clearly have their own strengths, so why did they come to this Mustard Sect?"

Senior sister You Lingshuang is good at swordsmanship, which is obviously more suitable for the Sword Sect; and second senior sister Jiang Qionghua, who has the magical alchemy skills, should go to the Yuzong; and Li Li and others, all of them are.

Could it be that the master really has some personal charm that attracted this wave of prides in heaven...

Everyone looked at each other, but in the end Li Li couldn't hold his breath, "The Sect Master of the Sword Sect is fierce, while the Sect Master of the Medical Sect is beautiful and young, but this woman looks too scheming, I don't like it."

"Stop talking about the Emperor's Sect. I have never seen the sect leader. Look, it's the old man who likes the most."

"Hahahaha!! I am almost the same as Xiaoli!" Lu Huaizhi applauded happily, "The heroes see each other."

He picked up the cup on the table and looked at Li Li, "Come on! Senior Brother, I wish you a cup!"

Jiang Qionghua smiled and looked at the harmonious scene and continued, "I brought it back by my master, so I naturally entered the Mustard Sect."

Oh. It turns out to be the same as her.

Mo Lin'an nodded halfway through it or not. The other people seemed not to want to mention this matter, so the following text disappeared.

"By the way, senior sister, there will be a martial arts conference in two months. You probably won't leave during this period, right?" Jiang Qionghua sat next to Mo Lin'an and combed her hair.

Mo Lin'an was like a little hamster, holding the pastry brought back by his senior brother and stuffing it into his mouth.

Seeing that Li Li seemed a little greedy, he pulled her to her side, "Hey, Xiao Li, I'll give it to you."

So one hamster turned into two.

"I won't leave for the time being." You Lingshuang shook her head, "If Yuxuan and I are not here, the only ones who can fight in the Cordycepian Sect can be Ziyin and Lin'an, and I can't rest assured."

"Senior sister, I can also go to the battle!" Li Li puffed her cheeks.

"Xiao Li, stop talking," Feng Yuxuan shook the fan and sat down next to You Lingshuang, "Look at Xiao Lin'an, and look at you again."

"I know how much of my cultivation has fallen into Lin'an right now?"

Seeing that Li Li seemed a little aggrieved, Helian Ziyin, who was leaning against the tree, lowered her head and touched her head, "Senior Brother is right."

"...Big wood!!" Li Li ignored him even more.

"Senior brother and sister, what you mentioned are martial arts conferences..."

Mo Lin'an wanted to speak but stopped, "Can anyone tell me what this is..."

"Ha??No, right? The master didn't even tell you this?" Lu Huaizhi almost squirted out a sip of tea, "This old man, I just said he is not reliable-"

Helian Ziyin glanced at him, "The Martial Arts Conference is not only an assessment for selecting disciples from the external sect to enter the inner sect, but also a selection for disciples from the internal sect."

"The disciples of the inner sect draw lots to fight, and after filtering them one round after another, the final winner will be able to obtain the spoils. And represent the 'Zanghan Pavilion' to go out to fight with other sects."

It seemed that he thought Helian Ziyin was too slow to explain, Lu Huaizhi snatched the words, "By the way! If he is lucky enough to be the final winner, perhaps there will be treasures about the 'Dao of Heaven'."

"However, the duel with other sects is in the form of a team competition, and the amount of items obtained is limited, like a treasure with only one piece..."

"We can only allocate it in our own team. Therefore, martial arts conferences are often called 'partition' conferences."

The way of heaven...Mo Lin'an knew that although no one had said it carefully to her, this seemed to be a concept known to everyone who practices the Tao.

No matter what race it is, it is under the will of heaven. If this person has the strength to surpass heaven, he will be surrendered to heaven.

However, if you can survive the punishment of heaven, then this person will become a new "way of heaven" and can also rewritten new regulations.

However, so far, no one has been able to survive the punishment of heaven. The nine heavenly thunders often hit the third one, and the person has already died.

Over the past thousand years, in order to find a way to fight against the way of heaven, I have read various books and barely pieced together some news and treasures to fight against the despair of heaven.

And these things and information are distributed in various sects and scattered in Jiuzhou. If you want to collect them all, it is difficult to ascend to heaven.

In this way, the martial arts conference will be so valued by those who practice Taoism.

"Oh. I understand." Mo Lin'an nodded, although she had never fought with anyone except her senior brothers and sisters.

However, from everyone's words, she could probably guess that she was actually very strong.

How strong is it? Can it overturn the tree in front of you with one palm?

Mo Linan held his cheek and stared blankly.

The senior brothers and sisters were still chattering. Sometimes Mo Lin'an thought, no wonder the master often made excuses to sneak out and not take them with him. Maybe it was because he disliked them too noisy.

It's just...she really likes this atmosphere.

In the past, at my uncle and aunt's house, although there were a large group of children who were mixed together, everyone always bullied her.

"Mo Lin'an is a big fool! Let's not play with her!"

My little cousin hit her with a stone, and Mo Lin'an stood there without hiding.

"Dong--" With a light sound, Mo Linan felt something flowing down his head.

She touched her hands, and her forehead felt a little painful.

It's blood...

"Ah--!" As if he realized that he had caused trouble, the children rolled and crawled, looking like they saw monsters.

Only Mo Lin'an was standing there blankly, looking at his little hands.

I feel empty in my heart, and I can't say it's sad.

She sniffed, and then she realized that her eyes were wet at some point, and two or three drops of water fell down.

"Stop crying. It's so ugly. It's not good-looking." The young boy pulled her hand toughly and wiped her blood viciously.

Mo Lin'an blinked at him, his eyes full of simplicity and innocence.

The boy seemed even more angry when he saw her soft little white rabbit appearance. He changed a clean veil from his cuff and stuffed it into her hand.

"Here, let me wipe it for you."

Mo Lin'an took the veil and wiped the tears from his face little by little.

The boy stared at her for a while, muttering something, but took out a small porcelain bottle from his collar.

Mo Lin'an reached out to pick her up, but the boy looked like he didn't see it, strangled her chin and raised it up, and his other hand poured the powder upwards without any lightness or heavyness.

"pain……"

Mo Lin'an immediately burst into tears in pain, but the boy did not stop at all, "It hurts? It's good to know it hurts, and I'll give you a long memory."

"So stupid, how did they feel at ease to let you go here."

The boy squeezed her face hard, "What a stupid bun, I'm convinced."
Chapter completed!