Qinglian Sword Sect, Bihe Peak, inside the Qingteng Ancient Palace.
Bai Chen sat on a stone bed and looked at the little Loli in front of him at a loss.
A petite, white figure.
This was Bai Chen's last impression.
Petite, with a height of 1.5 meters, she can be picked up by someone.
The white figure, blue and white shirt, and blue and white striped skirt under the snow-white skin are so delicate that it seems to be able to pinch water.
The silver braids fall on her shoulders, and her childish facial features and watery black eyes are very endearing.
Much like Lin Ling when she was a child.
Bai Chen missed this innocent and cute look.
The little Loli looked arrogant, baring her little tiger teeth beside the bed, and asked fiercely: "Hey - what's your name? Where are you from? What are you doing here?"
Bai Chen smiled at the fierce-looking child, touched the little Loli's head, looked at her cute and dissatisfied look, and said with some humor: "Little fairy, call your parents over."
"..."
The little Loli blinked her big eyes, as if she didn't understand what Bai Chen was saying.
This made Bai Chen a little confused.
Could it be that this little loli was too anxious to grow up and her IQ didn't keep up?
It's not impossible if you think about it carefully.
Bai Chen, who has lived with ordinary people for twenty years, has forgotten an iron rule in the world of immortality.
Appearance has nothing to do with age.
…
Mo Ran was confused.
As the youngest 21st elder of the Qinglian Sword Sect, she was just out for a walk looking for disciples. Who would have thought that she would see a foreign monk?
Forget it from outside.
His cultivation talent is so high.
Earth spirit root, ninth level of Nascent Soul, bone age is forty years old.
Undoubtedly a genius monk.
Mo Ran felt that he had his first disciple.
In the past, the disciples of the elders were carefully selected at the apprenticeship ceremony. They were the best choices regardless of their talent or age. She became an elder just after the apprenticeship ceremony.
In addition, Mo Ran rarely travels out and has no chance to find disciples outside.
This is just great.
Bai Chen came to the door.
The effect of the Bone Transformation Palm quickly wore off, and Bai Chen woke up. Before she could ask Bai Chen's identity, the other party's words made her confused.
Since her cultivation, this is the first time someone has called her a little fairy.
She didn't react for a while.
Mo Ran often relied on this appearance to tease some disciples who had never seen her before.
Obviously, Bai Chen, like those others, mistook her for a child from somewhere, but the little fairy...
Fine.
It's a compliment after all.
Bai Chen was helpless, there was nothing he could do if the little Loli didn't speak.
The two of them were in a stalemate.
Suddenly, the little Loli pointed her finger at herself and said: "My name is Mo Ran, an elder of the Qinglian Sword Sect, a first-level Mahayana practitioner, my age is kept secret. I saved you."
After saying that, the powerful aura of the Mahayana realm rushed towards his face.
"..."
Seeing that Bai Chen was still silent, Mo Ran was a little unhappy and thought to himself:
Is there something wrong with his mind? He can't even feel such an obvious difference in strength, or is it because he looks down on me in his heart and thinks I'm not worthy?
Mo Ran looked at Bai Chen angrily.
Those big, watery eyes have no power at all and can only make Bai Chen feel cute. However, the reason why he has not replied yet is...
"Quickly collect your magical powers, Elder Mo, I'm going to be out of breath..."
Mahayana versus Nascent Soul.
A proper dimensionality reduction attack.
…
Although he was a little shocked by Mo Ran's identity.
Bai Chen still hurriedly thanked him and told his origins. Of course...
Can't tell the truth.
"Elder Mo, thank you for saving me. My name is Bai Chen. I am a casual cultivator. I apologize for breaking into your sect by mistake. I also hope to see Haihan."
If he told her that he had been imprisoned by his wife for more than twenty years, the other party might not believe him, which would only cause more trouble.
After the introduction, Bai Chen was about to say goodbye and leave.
Escape is the key point now. Who knows when Lin Ling will catch up. If he is caught again, his legs will be broken. No, it may be more serious. Lin Ling may take even crazier actions.
"Elder Mo's kindness to me..."
"stop--"
Mo Ran compared his arms to "×" and stopped Bai Chen.
Just when Mo Ran was about to propose accepting a disciple, Bai Chen showed a look of surprise, which made her subconsciously think that Bai Chen understood what she meant.
As a result, Bai Chen's words immediately made her furious.
"Elder Mo, I was rude, how could I just walk away? But now I am penniless. After a while, I will definitely give you a gift of thanks."
"Snapped--"
Mo Ran patted Bai Chen's head gently.
Suddenly, his vision was turned upside down, and Bai Chen felt like his head was filled with mush, as if he had been beaten into a fool by Mo Ran's weak little hands.
Mahayana strong men are so terrifying.
Mo Ran raised his brows, pointed at his ring with his white jade-like little finger, and said slightly angrily: "Don't look down on me! After all, I am also the elder of Qingyun Sword Sect, so I will give you a gift of a little Nascent Soul."
This made Bai Chen suddenly realize that it meant that Mo Ran was doing good for a while and had no special purpose.
Also, what benefits can a strong person in the Mahayana realm get from him?
Bai Chen hurriedly said:
"Elder Mo, I judge a gentleman's heart with a villain's heart. Elder Mo's great kindness will never be forgotten. Our green mountains will not change, and our green waters will always flow. We are destined to meet again."
Upon hearing this, Mo Ran was even more speechless.
Why is it so difficult to accept a disciple?
Maybe he was impatient. Seeing that Bai Chen was about to get up and leave, Mo Ran simply pointed it out.
"You cannot refuse to become my disciple. I have a life-saving grace for you. Do you want to pretend that none of this has ever happened?"
"..."
There is something up his sleeve, this guy is up to no good.
This was Bai Chen's first thought.
Mo Ran's original tall image suddenly collapsed. After talking for a long time, he still had his own selfish motives in the end, but this was normal and there was no reason to help others for free.
And the last sentence sounds inexplicably like a speech to a scumbag.
Bai Chen was speechless, but he was not that resistant. Sooner or later he would have to find a sect. After all, martial arts, laws, and spiritual weapons, it would be unrealistic to rob these things by yourself.
Having a sect can save you a lot of detours.
Find a sect, keep practicing, and one day soar to the sky, and finally say arrogantly: "Sorry, I am invincible, you can do whatever you want."
Very handsome, okay?
When Bai Chen was swaying, the image of Lin Ling wearing a green and white Taoist robe and a spiritual sword at his waist flashed in his mind.
Think about this.
Bai Chen asked Elder Luo Li: "Elder Mo, may I ask if the disciple uniforms of your Qinglian Sword Sect are green and white, with a golden lotus embroidered on the chest?"
Although he was a little confused as to why Bai Chen asked this question, Mo Ran answered honestly: "Yes, but the color of the lotus corresponds to different identities. The handyman disciples do not have lotus flowers, the white lotus corresponds to the outer disciples, the green lotus corresponds to the inner disciples, and the golden lotus corresponds to the inner disciples." Personal disciple."
"Okay." Then, Bai Chen directly rejected Mo Ran's proposal; "Elder Mo is very grateful to you for saving me, but I'd better forget about becoming your disciple. Compared to Zongmen Hele, I prefer to wander around the mountains and rivers, no. Loves bondage.”
joke.
Lin Ling was a direct disciple of the Qinglian Sword Sect, or a direct disciple. He had just escaped and wished to stay as far away from her as possible.
In the same sect as Lin Ling?
wishful thinking.
Seeing Bai Chen's refusal, Mo Ran still wanted to fight for it.
