Qiushui Pavilion, coming out of the small world, Li Mo went to Ying Bing's room and pushed the door into the boudoir.

Bing Tuozi was still wearing the Yuehua skirt of yesterday, but the thin black cloud gauze on her legs was gone, and her light pink toes looked like cardamom.

The black hair she forgot to comb last night was scattered around her mouth and neck, and her eyes were still a little hazy.

The bad Bing Tuozi last night inexplicably turned into a stupid Bing Tuozi.

"Chui Bao, stop making trouble."

Li Mo suddenly muttered.

"....."

Ying Bing seemed to feel the heat of the hammer yesterday in her palm, and subconsciously retracted her feet and curled up.

"?"

Li Mo said helplessly: "It's really Chui Bao, he's in my... uh, cave, making a fuss to find Xiaoyue to play."

In fact, Chui Bao was making a fuss yesterday, and he was even more noisy today.

In fact, it can't be blamed on Li Mo. Given the situation yesterday, who can focus on the hammer?

Besides, it was troublesome to take out the hammer treasure, and he still needed to bless the world power now.

Xiaoyue hummed twice.

"How about letting them go to the cave to play for a while?"

"Yes."

Ying Bing nodded slightly, watching Yue Zhongyin disappear in Li Mo's palm, and then put on his shoes.

Li Mo took her hand, and the two of them rode the somersault cloud out together, and soon they saw the main peak hall.

"Elders, you have been waiting for a long time."

Most of the elders from all parties of Qingyuan Sect were there, and Li Mo bowed and greeted them.

"We are going to the Qianlong Conference, so we should conserve our energy."

Shangguan Wencang smiled, and did not feel dissatisfied because of waiting.

The other elders were the same, looking at these two little guys who had just entered the sect a year ago, they all showed mixed feelings.

"We can't follow you to the Imperial Capital, so we prepared some things for you."

The elders did not follow to the Imperial Capital, mainly because there was no need, and it would be useless to go.

Nei Jing is a strong man in Ziyang Mansion. If he were in the Imperial Capital, it would be difficult for him to apply for a security guard in a noble family.

Besides, in terms of strength, they are probably not as good as these two little guys. Only Shangguan Wencang, the leader of the sect, needs to stay in the sect.

What are they going to do? Be a burden?

"Hey..."

Old Xue touched his arms and was about to speak.

"Old Xue, the road to the Imperial Capital is long. It will take at least ten days and a half months."

Li Mo took out a jade box and a booklet from his sleeve:

"I prepared some things for you. You can keep them in the bottom of the box."

Xue Jing: "?"

How can this kid say my words?

He was about to wave his hand to refuse, but the box was directly stuffed into his hand.

The iron-willed Old Xue opened it and took a look, then silently put it away.

"Xiao Mo is sincere, so I will be disrespectful to refuse."

"You agreed to give me some treasures for the younger generation, why did you accept them? It's disrespectful to the elders, how can you be so disrespectful."

Elder Hanhe snorted unhappily.

Then several ores with their own magical powers caught his eyes.

"Elder Hanhe, thanks to you for teaching me the art of forging weapons, these things may give you the opportunity to become a forging master."

All of them are materials that are mixed in the casting of precious weapons, and even divine weapons.

"....."

Elder Hanhe's expression froze and he opened his mouth. His heart told him that this was wrong, but his mouth didn't obey.

No, when did his hands put all the things in his pockets?

"Elder Qian, this box contains large-value silver bills, and that box contains black crystals. Your martial arts requires the help of wealth. I wish you a breakthrough as soon as possible."

"By the way, this longevity pill is for you, the sect master. Don't be reluctant to eat it."

"Elder Su, I asked Tian Miao for the swordplay technique. You can learn by analogy. I hope that when I come back, I can see you get started with this swordplay."

.....

Li Mo had already seen the elders with the eyes of destiny, and left useful feedback for them.

The elders looked at each other with things in hand, and a sense of surprise rose in their hearts.

This.....this is not right.

When the younger generation travels far away, the elders give some things to keep them company and give some instructions. Isn't this the normal procedure?

The quiet hall was once very awkward.

"Thank you, Xiao Mo."

Xue Jing coughed lightly, but he felt more at ease.

He refined the precious pills, and most of them were left to Li Mo.

Elder Hanhe, who was eccentric and caring about his reputation, was silent for a long time, and took out a piece of black iron order from his arms:

"With this order, you can participate in the Tianshan Weapon Casting Conference. If you have time, go and have a look."

"That's what I meant."

"This..."

Master Shangguan took two puffs of his dry tobacco.

"Master, I'll leave it to you. She tends to rebel when I'm not around."

As Li Mo said this, he handed a Xumi object filled with wine to Qian Bufan:"Don't give her this wine all at once, or she will drink it up soon."

"Okay."

Qian Bufan scratched his head and put away the Xumi object.

"I have something to leave behind too."

A familiar voice came from the side.

Li Mo and the elders were startled, but saw the cold Ying Bing taking out a stack of books from the big-headed doll.

"These are the elders' negligence in martial arts and the way to correct it. With diligent practice, you can reach a higher level."

When was the ice ball prepared?

Student Li was surprised for a while, and suddenly he was in a good mood.

"..."

The elders couldn't help but feel more ashamed.

Aren't children from poor families born early?

Oh, compared with these two little ones, Qingyuan Sect seems to be quite poor, in all aspects...

"I wish all the elders good luck in martial arts."

Li Mo bowed.

The words were full of the hope that the elders would become successful!

"Okay... okay, we will work hard."

"Well, I'm only over 70, it's time to fight!"

"Well! We must fight for our juniors!"

"Youth has no price, start now! Let's go!"

The farewell scene was quite touching.

It just seemed that something was wrong.

Elder Qian was overwhelmed, and took a step out of the main hall, but was pulled back by Elder Xue.

"What are you going to do? Are you a latent dragon? You're more like a turtle prime minister."

Old Qian was pulled back before he reacted, and the youth's spirit was shattered.

"Then let's go."

Li Mo laughed dumbly, took Bingtuozi with him, and then looked at Qin Yuzhi.

Being the Grand Elder of Qingyuan Sect was just a side job for Master Qin, and his main job was still an employee of Wanxiang Xianzong.

He couldn't manage the power of all living beings without her.

A cloud suddenly appeared, holding up the three people.

"Go early and come back early!"

Shangguan Wencang, Xue Jing, Qian Bufan and other elders waved their hands.

Looking at the two figures rushing up to the sky, his thoughts were stretched to a great length.

Recalling when he entered the sect, he was sickly and weak, but now he stands in the wind, his back is quite upright, and the only thing that remains unchanged is his sunny smile. Compared with the sickly young man before, he is now a real gentleman.

The girl has also grown up to be as graceful as a startled swan, becoming a cold and tall fairy, standing quietly beside him.

The biggest difference is that both of them are already famous in the world.

Now they are riding on the cloud to enter the capital to compete for the first place in the world.

Elder Qian muttered with great ambition:

"When will the Qianlong Conference have an elderly group..."

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