Even there is the Lingyue sword intent that she has not yet understood!

Lingyue Sword Intent is an absolute secret in the entire sect. Only the sect leader and several elders have mastered one or two levels. Or the first place in each sect competition will have the opportunity to enter the sword tomb to understand the sword intent.

The two words "Lingyue" on the paper, "Lingyue" are light and elegant, like dancing spiritual elf.

The word "Moon" is like a crescent moon. It seems that there is also bright moonlight, revealed between the lines.

Oh my God, this word is really great!

It's so suitable for me to understand!

It's a treasure tailor-made for me!

She was thumping in her heart, bent down to salute, and took the copybook with respectful hands: "Thank you, Mr. Qin, for giving the letter."

"Mr. Qin, what reward do you want us to pay?" Wang Ying asked. She also felt the extraordinaryness of these two words and felt uneasy.

"Since you said it was given, what else can you charge?" Qin Yifan said, "Just treat it as I gave it to you."

He had already collected ten taels of silver from them just now, so of course he was embarrassed to collect money again. Moreover, Li Qinglu said that she had given her words, so she could not collect money even more.

Giving words means calligraphy masters, giving calligraphy treasures to younger generations.

As a "master of calligraphy", Qin Yifan is also morally honest.

"Then thank you Mr. Qin." The two said.

They really couldn't think of anything they had in them that could be worthy of these two words. If they had to say that there was, then it would be...

"Mr. Qin, we are going back to the sect."

"Yes." Qin Yifan nodded.

The two girls respectfully left the shop until they walked out of the shop and then turned around.

These two fairies are too respectful to me. Qin Yifan thought to himself: Can those who cultivate immortals be so polite and humble?

It turns out that the stronger your strength, the higher your quality.

However, my calligraphy and painting skills have reached the state of unity between man and nature. From the perspective of the level of calligraphy and painting, I can also deserve their respect.

The two women walked out of the store and called out the sword behind them.

Then he stepped on the flying sword and left with the sword.

With a beautiful face, flying on the sword and fluttering clothes, she can really deserve the word "fair".

Seeing their leaving figures, Qin Yifan couldn't help but feel a little satisfied: These two fairies who are beautiful in appearance and can fly on swords unknowingly become their own little fan girls?

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"Senior sister, it's great that we can get the word "sen"."

Two flying swords flew a hundred meters above the sky, passing through famous mountains and rivers, and bypassing the white clouds and birds. The scenery beside them and the soles of their feet kept passing by them.

Halfway through, Wang Ying said.

"Yes, we can get Senior Qin's calligraphy this time, which is our shocking adventure." Li Qinglu said.

"To be honest, when you asked for a letter, I was still very nervous, and my heart was pounding, for fear that Senior Qin would expel us if he was unhappy." Wang Ying said.

"My heart was also full of ups and downs at that time," said Li Qinglu.

"But fortunately, Senior Qin not only has a high level of cultivation, but also has a kind person, so he has given it to us directly. No, a master like him cannot be said to be kind, but can only be said to be profound in morality." Wang Ying said.

"Senior Qin, he has taken great care of us juniors from the Lingyue Sword Sect. He gave us two of us. With such a great opportunity, I really don't know how to thank him." Li Qinglu said.

"I can't find a way to be grateful to him, so I can only obey all his orders in the future." Wang Ying changed her tone and said, "But, speaking of it, we really have a way to be grateful to him..."

"What method?" Li Qinglu asked strangely.

"Please agree with your body." Wang Ying rolled her eyes and said with a smile. When there was no man around them, they dared to say anything.

"Bah!" Li Qinglu said, "What kind of beauty hasn't seen a senior expert like Senior Qin? A fairy with a appearance that is ten times better than us and a cultivation level of ten times higher than us. How many people have seen him can look down on us? In his eyes, we are not worthy at all."

"That's right." Wang Ying said.

"Okay, let's not talk about these." Li Qinglu changed the topic, "Junior sister, after returning to the sect, we went to the secret room together to understand the mystery of these two words."

"Okay!" Wang Ying said, "Three days later, it will be the day for the sect competition. The two of us will definitely shine in the sect competition!"

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Qin Yifan returned to the shop after the two left.

At first glance, I saw that the little red pig was still there. He was timidly hiding under the table, his body was only one foot long.

"Did they forget to take the pet pig away?"

Qin Yifan originally planned to hand it over to the butcher in the market and slaughter it for food. Who told him to be so fat that his appearance alone could arouse his appetite?

But then he thought that the two fairies might return again and find their pet pig, so he gave up on this idea.

"Little cutie, come to my bowl quickly. I'll get you a cage later and let you stay." Qin Yifan walked over to the little red pig and tried to catch it.

"Jijijijiji..."

However, the little red pig was so scared that he shivered, hiding in the corner, and refused to come out if he died.

It is the person in front of him, to be precise, his calligraphy and painting works, which has turned from a level 8 wild boar demon king into an ordinary little wild boar.

The bloodline of the ancient monster beast in its body was strangled in the cradle by him.

Originally, it should have dominated the world and spread across the demon world. Unexpectedly, now it is not as good as an ordinary wild boar, but it is like a pet pig held in the arms of a fairy.

The difference between turning from a demon king into a pet is too big.

The hatred he had for Qin Yifan at this moment was simply indescribable. It could be said that he wanted to eat meat and sleep on his skin.

"Little fat man, you don't want to come out, right?" Qin Yifan casually gave it the name of fat man, reached out and grabbed it, grabbed it, and dragged it out from under the table.

"Jijijijijiji!"

The little red pig kept struggling and screaming.

"Why are you calling so miserable? I'm not going to kill you." Qin Yifan said.

"Jijijijijiji..." The little red pig still shouted: Damn, although you didn't kill me, you destroyed my five hundred years of cultivation and the blood of the ancient monsters in my body. It was even more cruel than killing me.

Of course, Qin Yifan couldn't understand its pig's chirping, and carried the little red pig to the backyard.
Chapter completed!