Absolutely not my father

When Luo Yan returned to An Pavilion, Xiao Lang was waiting for him at the door, dressed in white, with a gentle smile on his face, like a lady from a picture book novel, neither arrogant nor impatient, gentle as water, let him People can't help letting go of their guards.

"Xiao Lang has seen the master." Seeing Luo Fan's appearance, Xiao Lang bowed profusely, and since that day Ling Jubi took out half of his soul and handed it to Luo Fan for safekeeping, she changed her name to Luo Fan's master.

Luo Yan gently helped Xiao Lang up, and his originally heavy heart relaxed a lot.

In fact, when he rescued Xiao Lang, he didn't want to trap her, but now Xiao Lang became the person who would not betray him. Perhaps it was because of this that Luo Fan treated Xiao Lang a little differently.

"Why are you here?"

Xiao Lang raised his head and saw the wound on Luo Fan's lips, his eyes flickered for a moment, but he didn't ask any questions in a considerate manner.

"Just now the steward sent some Dabi's things and asked me to hand them over to the master. I found that the master had left, so I had to wait here."

"Well, show me something."

With a flash of white light in Xiao Lang's palm, he took out two scrolls of jade slips and put them in Luo Wen's hands. Luo Wen stuck them on his forehead, and a paragraph of words immediately flooded into Luo Wen's mind.

After a while, Luo Wen put down the jade slip and handed it to Xiao Lang.

"Look, it's Dabi's information."

Although Xiao Lang is now Luo Fan's maidservant, she is also a disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect, so she will also participate in this competition.

After Xiao Lang finished reading the jade slips, the two went back to the practice room, waiting for Dabi to arrive.

……

Second day

According to the words of the steward, Luo Yan took Xiao Lang to the square outside the main hall to gather early. Even so, there were still many disciples who arrived before him.There are a total of fifty disciples participating in the big competition this time, all of whom are the youngest disciples of the Tianmo sect. As long as they can win the big competition, they will not only get a lot of rewards, but may also be taken back as disciples by the elders in the sect. When the carp jumps over the Dragon Gate, most of the disciples are full of fighting spirit, and a small number of cautious people are also attracted by the bright future and are ready to give it a go.

Luo Yan is probably the one with the purest purpose, because he has a special status, and he has no sense of fame and fortune, and has no desires or desires, so naturally he doesn't care about anything.Such a character will allow Luo Yan to concentrate on cultivation without distractions, but it also makes him less determined not to give up.Especially when he was on the verge of death, such a state of mind would make him unable to turn over forever.

"What are you doing standing there? Come here quickly." Ling Juebi's voice rang in his ears, and Luo Yan looked forward, meeting Ling Juebi's gaze.

Ling Juebi sat on a high platform, surrounded by several elders and the stewards of the sect.Although he bears the name of the suzerain, Ling Juebi acts as a mascot more often, and he rarely cares about matters involving the interests of the sect. This is the first time he has appeared before the competition.

Luo Wen raised his feet and walked towards the high platform, and soon walked in front of Ling Juebi.Xiao Lang didn't follow, Luo Fan thought she was afraid of Ling Juebi, so he followed her.

"The child has seen Daddy."

Ling Juebi nodded, and Luo Fan automatically walked to Ling Juebi's side as the background board. After a long time without saying a word, Ling Juebi gave him a surprised look, and noticed the bead that Luo Fan was always wearing on his wrist. Gone, and Mu Yi didn't show up today either.

Elder Mu, who was in charge of the sect's affairs, didn't come, but invited Ling Juebi, a god who killed people at the slightest disagreement, and the steward wanted to cry.

Ling Juebi pulled Luo Wen to sit beside him, and his expression softened rarely.

"what happened?"

"The baby is fine."

Luo Fan didn't want Ling Juebi to know about himself and Mu Yi, but even if he lowered his head, he could still feel Ling Juebi's eyes on him.

After a while, just when Luo Fan couldn't help but want to say something, Ling Juebi finally looked away, and then, something cold appeared in Luo Fan's hands.

is a sword.

The scabbard is long and narrow, slightly wider than two fingers, dark red in color, interspersed with jade-white lines, it is clearly a blossoming mandala, could it be that Ling Juebi copied it from the beads he gave?

The hilt is also red, with a mandala flower engraved in the center, and a white spirit stone inlaid in the center of the flower.Luo Yan remembered that this was a rare refining material in the cultivation world, called the Sky-Bending Stone.And the material of this sword is also known to Luo Fan, it is the famous meteorite iron, to forge such a sword, it needs a lot of meteorite iron, Luo Fan couldn't help but think of the gift from ghosts on the day of Ling Juebi's birthday Xingyun iron, I didn't expect Ling Juebi to use it to make swords.

Pulling out the sword, there was a faint layer of red light on the snow-white sword, and it was already astonishing before it was filled with spiritual power.

"Like it?"

"Daddy, this is..."

"This sword is the natal weapon that I forged for you."

Previously, the swords used by Luo Jian were random ones from the sect, and they were fine for normal use, but in terms of mind-to-heart connection, it was simply impossible to compare with the natal magic weapon.

After a monk advances to the Golden Elixir, the Pill Fire will be produced, and the Pill Fire is used to refine the natal magic weapon. The natal magic weapon needs to be nourished by the body. The longer the warming time, the higher the spirituality. The sooner it is refined, the better. Therefore, monks often refine their natal artifacts during the golden core period.

But because of their low level of cultivation, most Jindan cultivators can only use some common materials to refine magic weapons, so the quality of the magic weapons they refine is not good.

A natal magic weapon is equivalent to a monk's second life. A good natal magic weapon will undoubtedly greatly enhance a monk's ability and have a great impact on future achievements.

Luo Yan originally thought that after the big competition was over, he would use the elixir in his hand to exchange some mithril to refine the natal magic weapon, but he didn't expect Ling Juebi to refine it for him, and he used the meteorite iron, which is rare but hard to find. Make the main ingredient.

"I……"

"how?"

Luo Fan's fingers slid across the sword, and his heart suddenly became a little complicated. It seemed that his father's attitude towards him was much better after the trial in Fallen Devil Valley. After hesitating for a moment, Luo Fan still didn't ask.

"Thank you Daddy."

Ling Juebi nodded.

"This sword doesn't have a name yet, so it's up to you to decide."

Luo Fan tilted his head and thought for a moment.

"Maybe it's called 'Demon Moon'."

Gorgeous like a demon, bright like a moon.

"Since that's the case, you should sacrifice the Yaoyue Sword while you're on the road, and it will definitely increase your strength."

"it is good"

At this time, the manager had finished his long speech, and the elder who led the team threw out the flying magic weapon, which rose in the wind, and it became two stories high in a short while.

Under the blessing of spiritual power, the elder's voice clearly reached everyone's ears.

"Now, disciples, put on the magical artifacts in order."

The disciples formed five rows and walked up to the flying spiritual weapon through the steps built by spiritual power. After a while, most of the people in the square were reduced.

Seeing this, Ling Juebi took out a jade plaque and handed it to Luo Yan.

"This jade tablet is a sound-transmitting talisman for thousands of miles. This seat will divide it into two parts. If you have something to do, just pass your words into the jade card, and this seat will naturally know."

Luo Yan took the jade tablet and looked at it. It must be a modern phone.

"The boy knows."

Ling Juebi rubbed Luo Wen's hair before letting go of Luo Wen.

"Go."

Luo Yan stood up and walked towards the flying spirit weapon. Xiao Lang was waiting for him, and when he saw him coming, he immediately greeted him.

"Owner."

"Don't call me master when you're outside."

"Okay, senior~senior~"

"..."

Jiao Didi's voice made one's body go limp a bit, Luo Yan looked at the obsessive expressions of the male disciples beside him, speechless.

"That's what you asked me to call."

Xiao Lang lay on Luo Wen's shoulder, couldn't help laughing out loud, but froze on his face in the next second, turned his head away, Ling Juebi's cold gaze made him feel cold, he immediately let go of Luo Wen, expressionless stand up.

"Senior, let's go."

"Um"

……

The flying spirit weapon flew towards the ghost creature. Luo Yan stood in front of the spirit weapon, and his eyes fell on the smaller and smaller Tianmozong. What will happen.

"Senior, are you looking at the suzerain?" Xiao Lang stood behind Luo Fan, dancing in white clothes, not at all like a demon cultivator.

"Why do you ask?"

"The suzerain treats the master very differently."

Luo Fan's fingertips slid across his palm with Yu Wen's jade plaque on it, his eyes were a bit confused.

"Is it different..."

After standing for a while, Luo Wen and Xiao Lang went back to their own rooms. Luo Wen sat cross-legged for a whole day, and waited until his body and spirit returned to the best condition before taking out the Yaoyue Sword and preparing to start the sacrifice.

The flying spirit weapon passed through the sky silently, and the date of Dabi was getting closer...