Meng De was waiting outside the main sect of Hehuan Sect, and soon a female disciple walked out of Hehuan Sect.
The female disciple held little sister Luo Ming and handed her to Meng De.
The bronze mirror hadn't come out yet, and Meng De was waiting alone with the infant Luo Ming in his arms.
How can a rough guy like Meng De know how to take care of a child?
Little sister Luo Ming cried non-stop when she was in Meng De's arms. The female disciple of the Hehuan Sect who carried her out couldn't stand it anymore, so she gently took her and turned around to breastfeed her.
"I really don't know how you became a father. Can't you tell that the child is hungry?"
Meng De had no intention of explaining that the rouge and gouache on the female disciple of the Hehuan Sect was mixed with aphrodisiacs. Meng De felt a little uncomfortable after staying next to the female disciple for a moment.
[Take the people away quickly, don’t just stand there! 】
As soon as the Bronze Mirror appeared, he urged Meng De to leave quickly, and also issued a new task.
[The Chinese New Year is coming soon. As usual, the Wanjian Sect organized new disciples from the past ten years to go out for training every year. Every year, there is a mortality rate of nearly 20%.
As a girl of luck, Xiao Chu will definitely encounter many dangers during her training, and she will find great opportunities amid dangers.
Your existence has taken away a lot of her luck. This experience requires you to protect the law secretly. The mission reward is a book of heaven-level dual cultivation techniques]
Meng De still cares about Xiao Chu, his apprentice, not because he is greedy for her body.
Knowing that his cheap apprentice was likely to encounter a life threat, Meng De rushed to Wanjian Sect without stopping. The soul clone had been refining weapons, and his spiritual power was greatly depleted, and he didn't have much fighting power left.
On the way, he also took the time to contact Luo Ming using the transmission talisman.
"Fellow Taoist Wan Jian Sect's pursuers didn't do anything to you, right?" A slightly concerned voice came from Luo Ming's side.
"Ahem!" When Meng De heard that Luo Ming was concerned about him, he immediately became possessed by the drama, pretending to be seriously injured, and said feebly: "I've been injured a little, but I can't die. Ahem, Miss Luo, I'll take care of him." My friend replaced your little sister. I was seriously injured and needed a place to recuperate.
I have placed your sister in the forest where you made me decide to help you with all your efforts. It is on the tree where I was leaning against. You can take her away. Forget about being a slave. I hope that one day When we meet again in Jianghu, you can still recognize me as a friend. "
Meng De is not a good person. He only helps Luo Ming to break through the Nascent Soul Realm with her help.
He wanted Luo Ming to truly be willing to practice dual cultivation with him, so that he could achieve maximum effectiveness. There was a big difference between passive and active voluntariness.
As for Ah Ma, it was a pseudonym that Meng De made up for himself. How could he use his real name when he was out to fool around?
[Sure enough, I was right about the person. This kid is self-taught without a teacher. He was born to strengthen the Hehuan Sect.] Bronze Mirror, who silently watched all this, commented in his heart.
Thousands of disciples gathered in the Wanjian Sect's outer sect square, preparing to participate in this year's outer sect training.
For those children of aristocratic families, they can spend spiritual stones or sect contribution points to hire senior brothers, sisters or elders to protect them.
Most disciples who have no background and no power will choose to form a group.
"Next, I will announce the training standards for this year. All disciples have half a month, and they must report back to Wanjian Sect within half a month.
Earning a thousand low-grade spiritual stones within half a month is considered as passing the training. Methods include but are not limited to hunting monsters, collecting spiritual elixirs, refining weapons, and refining elixirs. "
The Wanjian Sect is the first sect in West Fengzhou. Those who want to join the Wanjian Sect have their heads sharpened and push their way up. Even among the outer disciples, there are no children from aristocratic families.
A wealthy disciple asked: "Elder, does it count as passing if I hand over a thousand low-grade spiritual stones now?"
The elder nodded and looked at the disciple's eyes, as if he said he had a way to make money.
"The world is really uneven. Rich people are treated favorably everywhere." The disciple who was born in a poor family looked at the disciple who just spoke and took out thousands of spirit stones and couldn't help feeling that the world is unfair.
The elder weighed the money bag in his hand. After presiding over so many experiences, he could judge how much filial piety there was in it.
Xiao Chu accumulated a lot of wealth by growing vegetables and elixirs and selling them. She gritted her teeth and got a thousand low-grade spiritual stones. She was afraid of poverty since she was a child and was not willing to spend all her savings, so she resolutely set off down the mountain with other disciples. The road to experience.
Just after walking out of Qingshan Town, which was no more than ten miles away, Xiao Chu was stopped by two first-level disciples of the Foundation Establishment Stage.
During the training process, no matter what happens, the sect will not intervene, and many people choose to attack their fellow sects.
"Two senior brothers, what do you mean?"
"Junior sister, every year there are many disciples from the alliance plundering other lone disciples near Qingshan Town. We want to travel together with our junior sister, and have someone to take care of us along the way. Junior sister will take care of my two brothers, and we will Take good care of junior sister."
Xiao Chu was very beautiful, and many of her disciples had feelings for her that they shouldn't have. Because the gangster liked her, many of the disciples did not dare to compete with the elder.
Nowadays, the gangster's whereabouts are unknown while performing his mission. According to the elder Yingcai Dan who went to support him, the gangster has most likely died.
"I'm used to being alone. You two brothers should find someone else!"
"Junior sister, you may not understand what we mean. In other words, we are not discussing with you."
The two disciples bared their fangs and surrounded Xiao Chu on the left and right.
Xiao Chu had a clear self-awareness and knew that she had poor talent and no combat experience. She had no chance of winning against two enemies, so she used the flying sword that Meng De's soul clone had refined for her to attack one of them.
Meng De saw all this through his soul clone. The bronze mirror, as the natal magic weapon for Meng De to shed blood and recognize its master, shared it with his spiritual consciousness.
[She is indeed the daughter of luck. Wherever she goes, people come to use her as experience packs]
"Magic weapon!"
When the two disciples saw that Xiao Chu actually had a magic weapon, their eyes couldn't help but shine.
"This time I won't steal the person from you. The magical weapon belongs to me, and the person belongs to you."
"Okay, when I have enough fun, I will sell her to a brothel. With her beauty, she can earn at least five hundred."
The two of them cooperated very skillfully, and it was obviously not the first time they had done this kind of thing.
Xiao Chu felt angry as he listened to the obscene words spoken by the two men.
She was often harassed when she was still a registered disciple. At that time, she could only choose to endure it.
Things are different now. She has her master silently helping her behind her back.
Wow!
The long sword flew in Xiao Chu's hand, stirring the air around him. His sword moves became faster and faster in anger. From the beginning, he was evenly matched with the two, and now he has completely brought the two into his own rhythm.
Xiao Chu's troubles obviously exceeded the two's expectations.
One of them made a quick decision, stepped back and kicked his companion towards Xiao Chu, and took the opportunity to escape.
"Where to go?"
Xiao Chu immediately made the decision to chase the fleeing person first, and flew up with a slight tap of his right toe.
The flying sword in his hand buzzed continuously, and the accumulated sword energy poured down like a waterfall. In an instant, the man was reduced to a pulp by countless sword energy.
"Junior sister, I was wrong, I know I was wrong, I was confused for a moment, please let me go."
Another Wanjian Sect disciple threw his sword to the ground with a clang and knelt down to beg.
Neither of them expected that a Qi Refining Realm disciple who had just become an outer disciple this year would have such fighting power.
"If I lose today, will you two let me go?"
Xiao Chu's words made the disciple speechless.
After dealing with the two of them, Xiao Chu took out their storage rings and found a lot of gadgets. The amount of light spirit stones converted into low-grade items was four to five hundred.
"Well done, never give mercy to the enemy, it will make you irrecoverable." Meng De's soul clone praised.
After this incident, Xiao Chu felt that his attire as a disciple of the Wanjian Sect was too conspicuous, so he took out a set of costumes from the storage ring and changed into it.
Meng De, who saw all this through his spiritual consciousness clone, was still flying in the air with the wind, but with two more tiny red tails.
[At this age and size, the potential is endless. The bandage is so tight that I even missed it]
Bronze Mirror couldn't help but comment, and Meng De deeply agreed with this.
Ever since he was teleported to the Ye family in Xifeng State, everything seemed like a dream.
In the past, he always thought about when he would meet the love of his own. Now, his idea was when he would be able to have the most beautiful women in the world. He would follow the footsteps of the prime minister and become the king and prime minister.
From the beginning, he didn't even hold the little girl's hand, to playing with Hong Ying day and night, and then subduing the wife Ying Cai and spent three very erotic hours.
Although the means are a bit crude, the results are good after all.
What's more, Ying Caichan was a ruthless person, he had seen it before, so this was more or less eliminating harm for the people.
Luo Ming will soon belong to him alone, Xiao Chu will do it sooner or later.
"When I break through to the Nascent Soul Realm, I can hold Hong Ying under my body and teach him. Then..."
"How about then?"
In less than a breath, Meng De's back was wet with cold sweat, and he knew that he was probably going to die.
Turning his head stiffly, Hongying's petite figure appeared in his frightened eyes.
"It's all a misunderstanding, madam."
"Misunderstanding? I don't believe it!"
Without saying a word, Hong Ying stepped on Meng De's face, knocking the latter directly from a height of a hundred feet to the ground.
Meng De finally climbed out of the pit. Hong Ying did not intend to let him go, and casually arranged a magic circle to isolate the outside world from the detection of spiritual consciousness.
"Aren't you going to push me down? I'm right here, why don't you do it?"
"How could it be, madam, I mean it must..."
Before Meng De could quibble, Hong Ying's legs slightly bent and he jumped up like a tiger to pounce on Meng De.
"I originally thought that insufficient Yang Yuan would be useless for cultivation. It seems that I was unfounded. You are still too energetic."
"Madam, please listen to my explanation."
Hong Ying skillfully stuffed his bellyband into Meng De's mouth, sealed his spiritual energy, and said with a harmless and even cute smile: "I understand, sir, eating outside is nothing more than not eating enough. , I will 'serve' you well."
In Meng De's eyes, Hong Ying's harmless smile was more terrifying than a demon.
It means that for a long time, he will not be able to walk without the help of external forces such as crutches and walls.
"Woo!"
It's a pity that Meng De couldn't make any other sound except whine at this time.
[This story tells us that no matter how much you have ideals and ambitions, you should hide them in your heart until you have the strength to realize them. Don’t think you can fly until your wings are full]
