Demon Sword had already been forcibly dragged away by Jian Jian. He said unwillingly: "No! I don't want him! Ning Ning, even if I get beaten, I hope you do it yourself..."
Tianning waved his sleeves without taking away a single cloud.
After handing the demon sword to Jianjian to deal with, Tianning regained consciousness easily.
As soon as Tianning opened his eyes in reality, he saw Meng Xianzheng sitting on a wooden stake with a speechless expression, looking at the sky speechlessly.
"I'm ready."
Tianning put the things into the mustard bag and pondered the emotions just now.
She looked like a close big sister + life mentor: "Meng Xian! People must look forward. You are still young, your future is infinitely bright, and there is no dilemma in life that you cannot get out of..."
Meng Xian: "..."
If she hadn't suddenly fallen asleep, Meng Xian would have looked moved.
But this time, Meng Xian really couldn't do it...
He thinks Tianning may be mentally ill, right? Who has to lie down and sleep for a while before comforting someone? She couldn't possibly be thinking about her words... Although Meng Xian thought so, he felt inexplicably happy in his heart.
This Tianning should not be those women.
Along the way, Meng Xian did not continue to test anything.
After the two successfully arrived at Yunyue Sect, Tianning separated from Meng Xian without any nostalgia.
They met by accident and didn't have much interaction. Tianning knew that it would be difficult for Meng Xian to have a child outside, so he specially found some scattered low-grade spiritual stones and a few medium-grade spiritual stones for Meng Xian during the break.
Although these spiritual stones are not many, they are enough for Meng Xian to live for a period of time, and they will not show off his wealth so much that others will covet him.
Meng Xian watched the girl leave. He couldn't tell what kind of emotion he was feeling. For the first time, no woman deliberately approached him anymore.
He left the crowd and went to participate in the sect election.
The method of recruiting disciples in Zhongzhou Continent is different from that in the Eastern Continent, where the six major sects and others come to select disciples. Instead, sects of all sizes gather together to recruit disciples every three years.
In this way, a disciple who is rejected by a sect on the spot can immediately choose the next sect without having to go all the way to another sect.
The six major sects in the Zhongzhou Continent are also different from those in the Eastern Continent. Unlike the Ten Thousand Swords Sect and the Beast Taming Sect, where 90% of a sect are sword cultivators or beast masters, each sect in the Zhongzhou Continent develops in a balanced manner. There are monks of various professions.
As the center of the five major states, Zhongzhou Continent is developing much faster than the other four major states, and even the aura is richer. There is a saying that the dragon veins are said to be somewhere in Zhongzhou Continent.
The sect's general election lasted for half a month, and when Meng Xian arrived, the registration point was still crowded.
His clothes were inconspicuous, and normally no sect would take the initiative to invite him, but not long after Meng Xiang entered the registration point, a little girl in a blue skirt blocked his way.
[Is this the target of my strategy? He looks so pathetic, dressed like a dog. 】
【Ding! I have met the male protagonist Meng Xian, and my current favorability level is 0. Please keep up the good work, host! 】
The girl showed a sweet smile. She seemed not to care about Meng Xian's dirty appearance at all. She stretched out her white and clean hands and said with a smile: "Hello, fellow Taoist! Are you interested in joining our Taichu Sect!"
here we go again.
Meng Xian's face showed confusion and panic, but deep down he was extremely disgusted.
This is not the first time. Women always appear beside him inexplicably. They bring things from the system and say they want to attack him. These people have a purpose from the beginning and try their best to please. After he is trapped in Breaking in like light in times of quagmire. He even... deliberately designed to cause him to be bullied and despised, and even plotted behind his back to expose his demon bloodline in front of everyone, and then... redeem him.
With this way of raising and killing pigs, he wouldn't be stupid enough to fall in love with her.
The so-called strategy is nothing but hypocrisy from beginning to end.
【Ding! The male protagonist Meng Xian's current favorability is 5, host, please keep up the good work! 】
"Okay..." Meng Xian said, but did not dare to touch those white little hands.
Having already experienced it once, he will never be so stupid again!
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Tianning went to the disciples of the alchemy competition to complete the registration.
The disciple gave her the participation certificate, and after telling her the time of tomorrow's competition, he encouraged her as usual: "This time, the elders of alchemy cultivators from various sects will come to watch the competition in person. If you perform well, you may be accepted into the sect on the spot, fellow Taoist." Come on!"
Tianning smiled politely back.
She already had a sect, so she didn't care about this aspect. The main thing was that she had to bring mung bean grass back to Xuan Xuan.
Tianning found an inn to stay at. The foot of Yunyue Sect Mountain was very lively. There were many monks coming and going, and the vendors setting up stalls were shouting. If you wander around this kind of place occasionally, you might encounter great opportunities.
Tianning had nothing to do and wandered around.
When I see some good-looking jewelry and fabrics, I pack double copies. I go back and wear sister clothes with the third senior sister. There are also talisman papers and talisman pens for the second senior brother. Then I look at the sword stall and buy them for the senior senior brother. As for the fourth senior brother, just give him the spiritual stone. He will definitely be very happy with such a flashy gift.
Even though Tianning's clothes were full of patches, he rented several stalls in a row and spent a lot of spiritual stones.
Tianning bought a lot of things and everyone had gifts.
As she was shopping, she suddenly thought of Master, whose presence was almost zero, and almost forgot that everyone in Sword Guard Mountain had one, and no one could be left out.
So, Tianning entered a coffin shop. Facing the waiter who greeted him enthusiastically, Tianning said, "Can I sleep in this coffin and see if it feels comfortable?"
After all, the master is still alive, so Tianning naturally wants to choose a high-quality coffin to honor his old man.
Waiter: "???"
I’ve seen a lot of them bought for family members who have passed away, but I’ve never seen one picked out for myself!
The waiter twitched his lips: "Of course!"
Tianning looked at several coffins that he was satisfied with and lay down in them sincerely.
Waiter: "..."
Then, she sat up and commented seriously: "Is there any larger one? It would be best if it could accommodate three or four people."
Reminiscent of her elder brother's suggestion to let her hide in the coffin last time, Tianning felt that the coffin should be bigger. If someone were to encounter danger one day, she could just hide in the coffin to avoid becoming a burden in an emergency.
I can also chat with Master.
Waiter: "..."
Did she want several men to be buried with her?
So much fun!
Adhering to the principle that visitors are welcome, no matter how abnormal the customer is, the smile on the waiter's face remains unchanged: "We don't have such a coffin at the moment. If you need it, you can pay a deposit in advance. You only need to wait a few days and we can make it." Let the master make it."
"Okay, spiritual stones are not a problem," Tianning said his request, "If you want something with higher defense, help me set up small wheels that can be hidden on the four sides of the coffin, so that it will be much easier to take it out. .”
Senior brother doesn’t have to carry the coffin so tiredly every time. It can be easily pushed on flat ground.
The waiter didn't understand.
Whose coffin has wheels?
Rather than letting the deceased rest in peace and be buried as early as possible, you still have to carry a coffin around?
