My cute little junior sister is too curly

Chapter 12

It's better to find a way to let the Emperor of Heaven discover the abnormality here later, and give Feng Qingran more time to grow up.

As for how long it can last, it depends on Feng Qingran's life!
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Lingyunzong, Qianjue Peak.

Feng Qingran arranged tasks one by one, including Mo Jinghong, she gave him a stack of high-level exercises, and Mo Jinghong readily accepted.

Ning Shiyue showed bitterness, she expected the seventh senior brother to speak up and asked the younger junior sister to give less books, but she didn't wait.

"In this way, for everyone to practice better, a practice experience exchange conference will be held every six months. Except for retreat breakthroughs, everyone else must participate." Feng Qingran said happily.

Feng Qingran squeezed her chin, "After Seventh Senior Brother, Third Senior Sister and Eighth Senior Brother come back, I will find another method of cultivation for them."

Qin Hanyan and Yan Moyu, who were rushing to the sect, suddenly felt a sense of uneasiness.

They looked around and found no strong enemy, so they turned their heads and continued on their way.

She didn't know that Feng Qingran was waiting for them to come back.

The screen returned to Qianjue Peak, Feng Qingran looked at the few people who left with satisfaction.

If this continues, Lingyunzong will become stronger and stronger, and will surely be able to squeeze Tianjianzong from the number one position.

Like an eggplant beaten by frost, Mu Qianjue returned to the cave with a stack of books, forgetting to put the books in the space.

These high-level exercises that the world can't ask for, but my junior sister takes out piles of them. Is this really good?
Seeing that everyone had gone to practice, Feng Qingran nodded with satisfaction.

"Junior Junior Sister, why do you know everyone so well?" Mo Jinghong's eyes were shining brightly.

Feng Qingran's face froze, every time she faced Mo Jinghong she felt inexplicably guilty, always afraid that he would see through her little secret.

She often wondered, why was Mo Jinghong such an amazing person never mentioned in the book?

"Senior Brother Seven, Master told me these things."

"Fifth Senior Sister Ning Shiyue, Master only met when he was accepting apprentices, and he never took care of him after that, and Sixth Senior Brother, the last time I saw Master was ten years ago..." Mo Jinghong listed them all.

Feng Qingran felt more and more guilty when she heard this, it turned out that the master was so unreliable.

I'm afraid the sect is gone, and it will take a long time for the master to find out.

"Junior Sister is fine, let's go back to practice." Mo Jinghong did not continue to embarrass Feng Qingran.

Feng Qingran nodded, but before practicing, she still needs to go to a place and save a person.

Qingyun Prefecture, Foundry City.

Bang Bang Bang! ——

The sound of beating can be heard everywhere in the city.

"Junior Sister, when will the person we are looking for show up?" Mo Jinghong's appearance was unspeakably handsome, and his gestures were full of dignity.

He was dressed in silver, and he was spotless in the foundry city where the charcoal fire was flying.

"Soon, soon." Feng Qingran looked around with eyes as bright as glass.

"If I remember correctly, my junior sister also said the same three days ago."

Feng Qingran was a little guilty, and she didn't know the specific day when she would meet the Pavilion Master of Kunxuan Pavilion.

I just remember that it was around this time in the original book, when Feng Qingran and Su Yanran visited the foundry city together.

The two met an old man on the street. Feng Qingran found a strange red line on the old man's right hand, which was very similar to a poisoning phenomenon described in ancient books.

Feng Qingran wanted to go forward to tell the old man, but Su Yanran stopped her from meddling in her business.

After the two returned to Tianjianzong, Su Yanran quietly went back to the foundry city, found the old man, told him about the poisoning, and said that she could cure him.

Su Yanran took the prescription prepared by Feng Qingran and handed it to the old man, and took out a ninth-grade spiritual plant from the jade bracelet and gave it to the old man.

The old man was very grateful, and that old man was the master of Kunxuan Pavilion.

With the help of this life-saving grace, Su Yanran became the mysterious young master of Kunxuan Pavilion.

Now she didn't follow the path in the book and go to Heavenly Sword Sect with Su Yanran, and no one would drag Su Yanran to Forge City.

If she doesn't come here, the master of Kunxuan Pavilion may not have much time left.

"Little junior sister, why don't you tell me, what are you looking for?" Mo Jinghong, with a jade-like figure, raised his hand to rub Feng Qingran's fluffy head.

Feng Qingran shook her head, she didn't know how to speak, it's hard to explain things like wearing a book.

Mo Jinghong said in a low voice: "Junior sister, are you looking for the master of the Kunxuan Pavilion?"

"You... how do you know?" Feng Qingran's eyes lit up, and he asked tentatively, "Senior Brother Seven, are you also a person who wears books?"

Mo Jinghong raised his hand and knocked Feng Qingran on the head.

Ouch! ——

Feng Qingran exhaled softly, "Senior Brother Seven, it hurts a lot!"

"Junior sister, read less scripts and practice more. This is a cruel world of cultivating immortals. Any word may make you miss." Mo Jinghong said meaningfully.

The eighth life was reborn, but the vigilance is still so low!
Fortunately, this life gave her some memories, otherwise, according to her pure and kind nature, she might repeat the same mistakes again.

"Thank you for the teaching, Senior Brother Seven." Feng Qingran was startled, realizing her recklessness.

Probably it was the kind atmosphere in Lingyun Sect that made her forget the cruelty of the world of cultivating immortals.

She belongs to the soul of another world, and using her soul to refine the Soul Gathering Pill and take it, not only can expand the sea of ​​consciousness, but also avoid karma.

It is an excellent tonic for nourishing spiritual consciousness.

"Everyone in the Lingyun Sect has their own secrets, so no one cares about your abnormal behavior, but outside the sect, prying eyes can be seen everywhere, so be careful in your words and deeds." Mo Jinghong said in a serious tone.

Both of them didn't speak any more, they continued to walk forward, and after a while, Feng Qingran caught a glimpse of a familiar figure in the distance.

The man looked flustered, looking around as he walked, as if he was hiding from someone.

"Senior Brother Seven, come with me." Feng Qingran pulled Mo Jinghong's sleeve and turned a corner.

Her attention was all on Su Yanran, and she didn't see Mo Jinghong's picturesque eyes, stained with killing intent, piercing to the bone.

Feng Qingran suddenly felt a chill go down her back, and turned her head hastily, "Senior Brother Seven, is someone following us?"

"No, someone is following her too." Mo Jinghong restrained his killing intent, and wanted to use Su Yanran to open the road to heaven, so let's keep it for now.

Feng Qingran didn't see anyone else around, did that person use the hidden talisman like them?

"That person's cultivation level is higher than yours and mine." Mo Jinghong said through voice transmission with his spiritual sense.

Feng Qingran looked at Mo Jinghong uncertainly. He was at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, and his cultivation was higher than him, that was the stage of transformation.

If it is really the person who is stared at by the powerhouse in the transformation stage, they will not be able to follow.

Even though Huashen and Nascent Soul are only one level apart, all under Huashen are ants.

It is as easy for a cultivator of Huashen to kill Nascent Soul as to crush an ant.

Cultivators can comprehend the realm of spiritual power when they reach the stage of transforming gods. As long as they enter the realm of transforming gods, they will lose the power to resist.

She couldn't let Mo Jinghong take risks with her, "Senior Brother Seven, let's go back."

Mo Jinghong's eyes flickered slightly, "Don't worry, the hidden talisman was drawn by Master, as long as we don't take the initiative to expose it, he won't notice us."

Feng Qingran was still a little hesitant, as long as Su Yanran was around, there must be accidents.

At the Zongmen meeting, she avoided Su Yanran everywhere, but she was still entangled by Su Yanran.

While Feng Qingran was hesitating, Su Yanran bumped into an old man.

Feng Qingran took a closer look and found that there was indeed a faint red line on the old man's right hand.

(End of this chapter)