When he arrived at the Main Peak Villa, Zhu Minglang found that the disciples of the Sword Sect were watching the fun.

Zhu Minglang, who has always liked to join in the fun, walked up quickly, thinking whether it was a swordsman who was jealous.

Yaoshan Sword Sect is very encouraged to the disciples for their companionship, so it is quite pleasant to hear the fight in the Sword Sect because of a charming senior sister and pure junior sister.

He opened the crowd and almost wanted to ask the disciple next to him for a handful of fried melon seeds. However, when he saw the woman standing on the Bagua Stone Platform, his eyes couldn't help but glared.

This is how Zi Miaozhu took Nan Lingsha to visit Yaoshan Villa??

Didn’t you tell her that Nan Lingsha has nothing to do with her? Although her appearance is the same as her wife, those are two different people!

“Hu~~Hu~~”

The senior sister of the Sword Sect, Zi Miaozhu, was gasping heavily, her chest was undulating, and her eyes were a little unwilling to accept it. Even though the hand holding the sword had already started to tremble, her fingers were numb and almost lost consciousness.

Everyone is of the same age.

She Zi Miaozhu is the chief female disciple of the Sword Sect Holy Temple. How could she not even be able to compete with a woman of unknown origin!

Looking at Nan Lingsha again, she stood quietly on the other side of the gossip division line, without moving from beginning to end, and a drop of sweat was even drawn on her cheek.

This means that she didn't even use her full strength.

Zi Miaozhu is a little unacceptable.

"Can you uncover your veil? I want to see who I lost to." Zi Miaozhu said.

Failure means failure, and unwillingness to accept it has no meaning. Master has taught himself to face up to shortcomings and failures.

Nan Lingsha hesitated for a while, and finally slowly took Yansha off her cheek.

It was just a competition, and Nan Lingsha also noticed that the opponent's initial sword was reserved.

Of course, she was also quite satisfied with the strength of Zi Miaozhu. It is difficult to find a divine mortal in the Zulong City State with the strength of Zi Miaozhu.

Zi Miaozhu looked at Nan Lingsha, her eyes a brief loss of consciousness...

More beautiful than I thought.

The disciples of the Sword Sect were also stunned.

It’s not that her delicate face can impress everyone with different aesthetics, but that her strength has convinced everyone, she is so beautiful!

"Painter Nan Lingsha." Nan Lingsha slowly put down the pen in her hand and performed a elegant ceremony generously.

"Sword Master Zi Miaozhu, I'm willing to worship the enemy." Zi Miaozhu returned the sword to the sheath and returned the gift.

Zi Miaozhu's return gift was deeper. When she raised her head again and raised her gaze, Zi Miaozhu continued: "From now on, I will only have the love between my senior brother and my senior brother, and I will have no other thoughts."

"????" The mist was dispelled, but Zhu Minglang's head was confused.

"This has nothing to do with me." Nan Lingsha said lightly.

After saying that, regardless of whether Zi Miaozhu understood or not, Nan Lingsha walked to the edge of the Bagua Stone Platform, staring at the extremely clear night in the mountains, as if she had recorded these mountain scenery in her heart.

"But didn't you say that you fell in love with each other when you saw each other?" Zi Miaozhu was even more confused and asked hurriedly.

Nan Lingsha frowned and turned around, but happened to see Zhu Minglang, who was eating melon seeds in the crowd.

"That's Li Yunzi, you can ask him about the details." Nan Lingsha pointed at Zhu Minglang with her finger, then ignored this matter and copied the scenery of the distant mountains in her heart.

Li Yunzi??

Who is Li Yunzi?!

Zi Miaozhu stared at Zhu Minglang with big eyes.

Hey, where is the person??

The senior brother was clearly in the crowd just now, so why did the Kung Fu talk disappeared!

...

When they arrived at the side peak, Zhu Minglang took Fang Niannian to the deep forest and hunted a wild boar with a demon cultivator. Zhu Minglang simply set up a bonfire next to the pavilion of the mountain stream.

After feeding the two little greedy pigs, Zhu Minglang returned to his residence.

At this time, Nan Lingsha had already come back. She was copying the night in the mountains repeatedly in front of the wooden table, and many abandoned painting papers were neatly stacked by her.

Under the lamp, she looked focused, had a gentle temperament, and was as quiet as a lady from a lady of a lady.

Zhu Minglang didn't disturb her. Fang Niannian originally wanted to come over sweetly, but after a while of hesitation and deep thought, he chose to give up.

At this time, Nan Lingsha seemed gentle and as soft as water, but in fact, no one should be close to her!

"Zhu Minglang, do you think Sister Lingsha has intermittent amnesia?" Fang Niannian said in a low voice.

"I don't know if she has it, but I know that a guy must have it." Zhu Minglang said.

"Who?"

"You will know when you arrive at Zhumen."

...

The next day, the name of the painter Nan Lingsha spread in the Yaoshan Sword Sect. After all, all the sects care most about fame. Such exchanges and challenges are easy to be remembered by people as long as they are of weight.

As the chief female disciple of the Sword Sect Holy Hall, it is indeed a big deal to lose to an outsider, divine mortal.

Zhu Minglang was also embarrassed. He had not yet made his mark when he returned to Zonglin on Jiting Continent, but the name of Nan Lingsha would soon spread among the various Zonglins.

Disciple, the attention is always the highest.

The disciples are young and have unlimited potential. The four major sects even hold a competition every two years. It is nothing more than a master-level figure who brings outstanding disciples he trains to openly compete in the Jiting Emperor Capital.

Those who stand out in it will immediately spread to all countries and states in Jiting.

"Senior Brother."

Outside the door, the call of purple bamboo sounded.

Zhu Minglang knew that some things could not be avoided, so he walked to the yard openly.

Zi Miaozhu stood under the phoenix pine, standing at the silver bell that was crisply ringing in the night breeze, and was graceful and charming.

"Junior sister." Zhu Minglang walked over and recalled what Jian Zun Taigong told him.

"I was originally looking forward to this year's Zonglin, the clan competition, and wanted to be truly famous, but today's battle, I think I still have many shortcomings... I want to travel and see a wider world." Zi Miaozhu said.

"Then you have to pay attention to safety." Zhu Minglang said.

"Don't worry, I will follow Master Xuehen." Zi Miaozhu said.

"That's good, you can learn a lot from her." Zhu Minglang nodded.

"The Zonglin Clan Competition is a supreme honor for us disciples. We prepare for it almost every day and night. But after the senior brother came out of the mountain, he had never participated in any class. At that time, the senior brother had already left the category of us disciples, right?" Zi Miaozhu asked.

"Well, if there is a master uncle, I might participate in the master competition. Unfortunately, people in the grade are all because of face, and would rather not compete than lose." Zhu Minglang nodded.

What kind of sect and clan competition is that he has never even heard of it after he came out of the mountain.

Zhu Xuehen did not allow Zhu Minglang to participate in such a child fight, although Zhu Minglang was not yet adult at that time.

"How many years have the senior brother been the Dragon Master?" Zi Miaozhu asked.

"If you count officially, it will be less than a year." Zhu Minglang said.

"Then this time, senior brother can participate. Sword Cultivation, you are at the master level. But Mulong, you have just started and are considered a disciple... The rewards in the annual competition are very generous, and what Master Mulong needs most is resources." Zi Miaozhu said.

"You can consider it." Zhu Minglang calculated the time. It seemed that the competition was in the late summer and it didn't take long.

Dragon Shepherd needs huge resources. The richer the resources, the stronger the strength. After all, if no dragon is regarded as a kind of power of the divine mortal, then Zhu Minglang is now practicing the Four Divine Ordinary Ordinary Ordinary One by one.

This is why the Dragon Shepherd becomes stronger and stronger as he goes backwards. The gods and ordinary people only cultivate one type of cultivation. Many heavenly essences and earthly flowers are not in line with them, and no matter how good things are, they are useless.

If there are so many dragons in the Dragon Shepherd Master, if they can cultivate them well, each one will stand alone and will not be afraid of the whole group of gods and ordinary people.

So the better the resources, the higher the upper limit!

The resources you can seize must be scraped away without hesitation.

It’s not what you need, you have to sell it for money!

In the past, Zhu Minglang made a breakthrough in the world with one sword, alone, not taking anything seriously, and money was even more like dirt.

Now that there are so many dragons around you, just the dragon grain every month, Zhu Minglang is poor...

There will only be more dragon pets in the future.

You also have to build your own team of dragon shepherds.

In the future, Nan Lingsha also asked her for the salary of the God-Duan. Her expensive dragon blood dragon paper consumption was considered on her own, and she didn't know how terrible it was!

Zi Miaozhu's words can also be regarded as a reminder of herself.

What should be taken must be taken. Similar to this kind of competition of the sect and forest sect, all the faces of these major forces, the rewards are absolutely generous, far better than looking for the essence of heaven and earth aimlessly.

"Senior Brother, Senior Brother?" Zi Miaozhu called out twice when she saw Zhu Minglang a little absent-minded.

"Ah? What's wrong?" Zhu Minglang asked.

"Aunt Xuehen is the orderly person in Lichuan. I think if I follow her, I will step into the land lost by my senior brother. If I have the chance, I must meet Li Yunzi." Zi Miaozhu said.

"actually……"

"Senior brother, don't say more words to comfort me. How come your thoughts, how could junior sister not understand? It's just that I'm not willing to give up many times. If Li Yunzi is more outstanding than Nan Lingsha, I think I'll be happy for my senior brother." Zi Miaozhu smiled, with a little calmness in her words.

"Junior sister, you can think this way, and my senior brother is also very pleased. After all, in the eyes of my senior brother, you have always been a real sister. In Zhumen, I have many relatives of blood, but I know very well that as long as I lose the dazzling power of the Divine Ordinary, they will treat me like mud and sand. And you, no matter whether you are strong or small or ordinary, will always be the same as before," Zhu Minglang also said sincerely.

After so many years, Zi Miaozhu still has that admiration.

And she clearly knew that she had become a Dragon Shepherd Master, and her strength was not as good as before.

But he still respects himself and is honest.

Even if there is no love between men and women, the love between brother and sister made Zhu Minglang feel extremely precious.

I don’t know how many family affections there are in Zhu’s sect that can be compared with my junior sister.
Chapter completed!