"As expected, it's a very beautiful piece of art.”
After looking at it for a while, Qing Lan didn't find any substantial use for it.
"But…"
Qing Lan looked down at the fallen leaves on the ground. It turned out that summer had passed and autumn had arrived.
The autumn in this world was different from the autumn in his previous life. The autumn here was already very cold, and it was even colder in winter. There was snow everywhere.
For cultivators, this kind of weather did not affect them much.
However, for a mortal like him, it was enough to freeze him into a dog.
As for this pearl…
"When the temperature drops in a few days, you can be my stove, haha.
It's clean and convenient." "The most important thing is to save money on charcoal.”Qing Lan was impressed by her intelligence. She stretched and walked to the front hall, only to find Mu Zhong sitting on the threshold in a daze. Qing Lan raised her head slightly and found that Mu Zhong was paying attention to the cultivators who were passing by from time to time. "Looks like this child still has the heart to cultivate!”Qing Lan sighed. Mu Zhong quickly stood up and respectfully shouted,""Greetings, Master." Qing Lan waved her hand. He walked closer to Mu Zhong with his hands behind his back, looked up into the distance, and sighed,""I know you have something on your mind.”Mu Zhong was slightly shocked. Qing Lan smiled and asked him to sit down.
Although autumn had fallen, it was also the season of fruits. The streets in front of the door were still endless. The master and disciple sat silently at the entrance of the martial arts hall, speechless. " Maybe you don't want to tell me…" Qing Lan finally said. Mu Zhong turned his gaze over. "But no matter what, I will not stop you. The Cold Void Sect will absorb new blood every ten days. If you want, go and try your luck every ten days!”Qing Lan said. Mu Zhong gritted his teeth and fell silent. Qing Lan didn't say anything else. She stood up when she saw that there were fewer people on the street. "Time to cook." he said. "Master." Suddenly, Mu Zhong called out to him.
Qing Lan tilted her head slowly and looked at the little boy whose face was dry from the autumn wind. "I have a grudge." "I have a blood feud!" Mu Zhong's eyes were red and tears were rolling in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and said to Qing Lan, as if saying it would bring up a bad memory, so it took a lot of courage. Qing Lan fell silent. "The enemy is very strong, so strong that I can't breathe.”Mu Zhong clutched the knife that Qing Lan had given him tightly and said with a trembling voice,""He's as strong as the Sect Leader of the Cold Void Sect or even the Sect Master!”Qing Lan clenched her fists subconsciously. " I can only step into the path of cultivation. Perhaps I will have a chance…" Mu Zhong looked at him with red eyes and said. After a long silence, Qinglan nodded.
He turned around. Her eyes were also red. His heart was a little bitter, filled with hatred and anger! The world was difficult, and Mu Zhong had to bear so much at such a young age. He hated that he was powerless because he was just a mortal. He was even more furious that the Heavenly Dao was unfair and that Mu Zhong himself did not have the aptitude to cultivate. Cultivation Sect. It was still too far away! The sect master of the Cold Void Sect was already a figure that mortals could not reach. As for the sect master of the Cold Void Sect, mortals only heard rumors and had never seen him before…In the Coldsky Sect's Coldsky Hall. The sect leader of the Cold Sky Sect sat at the head of the table, his expression excited and a little embarrassed. After borrowing the saber yesterday, he had been training in seclusion for a day.
This peerless divine saber did not disappoint him. It directly raised his combat strength to a new level.
However, because the martial intent was too profound, he couldn't use it flexibly. During his training, he accidentally destroyed the Third Elder's palace and almost caused the Third Elder's most beloved disciple, Gong Dazhang, to die.
"Cough, cough, cough. It's my first time holding a treasured saber.”
After a long time, the sect leader looked at the ashen master and disciple and comforted them softly.
"It's our sect's honor that the sect leader obtained the treasured saber. It's just a small accident, not worth mentioning.”Even though he said that, the Third Elder felt like he was being cursed.
His palace, just the construction alone, the amount of wealth that he plundered through the Elders was countless.
With this knife, everything was f * cking ruined.
It was simply heartbreaking!
Gong Dazhang wasn't any better. His originally fair and clean face was now even paler. He looked like a walking dead, as if he was about to die. What was even more humiliating was that when he was pulled out of the ruins, his underwear was shattered into pieces under the intense blade energy. Now, he had become the laughing stock of the Cold Void Sect, and people would talk about how much Que 'er was…
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