Little People of Cultivation

Standing in front of the carriage, Bai Jingran looked at the smiling young man holding a red-tasseled spear standing in front of them with displeasure, and asked angrily, "Nangong Yuquan, what exactly do you want?"

The smiling young man was Nangong Yuquan, shrugging his shoulders with a cynical and perfunctory attitude, "I just want to challenge you again, haha, maybe this is the last time we will use force to fight, and we will fight with spells in the future."

After he finished speaking, he himself laughed out loud, looking so white that he wanted to roll his eyes again, and involuntarily pressed his hand on the fan stuck in his waist.

Nangong Yuquan's life experience is very complicated. He can be regarded as a direct descendant of the Nangong family. His father and the head of the Nangong family are very close in blood, but his status in the Nangong family is not as good as that of a concubine, because he is an illegitimate child and a mother. The brothel oiran is not an illegitimate son recognized by his father. If he hadn't been born and died, his oiran mother who was born in a brothel redeemed herself, then knelt in front of his father's house for a day and a night, and finally knelt and died in front of the gate. He entered the door of his father's house, but he was still a neglected existence. As long as Nangong Yuquan was not dead, no one cared whether there was such a person in this family.

In fact, just looking at Nangong Yuquan's name shows how unfavorable this person is in their family. No matter whether it is three generations before or after, there is no seniority with the word "Yu".

If this Nangong Yuquan is silent, it is the most common love affair of a family, and it will be over for a period of time when others talk about it.But this Nangong Yuquan happened to be a lucky one. For some reason, he got the favor of the old man Nangong, also known as his own grandfather. He was raised by the old man since he was seven years old, and became the most domineering young master of the Nangong family.

Just like Bai Ling had a deadly rival in Baichuan students, Bai Jingran also had a deadly rival in Baichuan College, and that was the Nangong Yuquan in front of him.

Nangong Yuquan scratched his cheek with the index finger of his left hand, pointed the gun at Bai Jingran with his right hand, "How about it, Young Master Bai? Could it be that he is afraid to fight me head-on?"

Bai Jingran pulled out the folding fan at her waist and opened it, "Who took the picture? Hit it!"

"Sure enough! Look at the trick!" Nangong Yuquan laughed wildly, and charged forward with a gun.

Logically speaking, it should be a sharp weapon for horse warfare, but Nangong Yuquan's walking gun is still undiminished, and although Bai Jingran has a short folding fan in his hand, the fan he holds is made of gold and steel as the fan bone, and it is wrapped with hundreds of silk The fan made, although using such a short weapon to deal with Nangong Yuquan's gun seems to be at a disadvantage, but it just collided with the gun with a folding fan, and even though the fan was bent, it would still end up on the gun shaft of the gun Leave a little white mark.

The two of them were very hot, and there were already many people watching the show, so Bai Moran in the carriage could always hear the applause and booing of those children, Bai Moran took a sip of tea, and couldn't help sighing: "It's nice to be young. "

"Indeed, it's good to be young." Bai Xiu also sighed like this, but he probably felt more deeply than Bai Moran, after all, he just got rid of his depression and regained hope.

However, it is impossible for their group to get stuck on the road because of the fight between the two children. Bai Jingran and Nangong Yuquan only fought for more than 30 moves before being stopped by their respective team leaders. The family's team also walked with them.

Unfortunately, this night, they didn't have time to get to the next town, where they slept in the wild.

However, even if the children of the aristocratic family want to travel far away, they will have a lot of luggage, and they will clearly consider the problems they will encounter in various aspects, not to mention the accompanying guards. After talking a few words together, several huge tents were set up on the open space suitable for overnight stay, and several guards went out to hunt, and brought them back after a while, a few roe deer, a few hares, and soon, the whole The camp is filled with the aroma of barbecue.

Compared with rushing, Jing Bai Moran felt more like going on an outing at this moment, especially those boys and girls who gathered together to chat and laugh, and some even played a song on the spot when they were interested.

It was at this time that Bai Moran realized that some of those teenagers actually brought a piano.

Bai Moran shook his head amusedly, but he didn't stop these teenagers from having fun. After all, the days when these teenagers can be carefree are numbered. Once they enter the cultivation world, they will face a very cruel situation .

Bai Moran couldn't help but think of the entrance exam he took. Although he knew afterwards that the sect gave preferential treatment to them, who knew what tricks the inner disciples who participated in the entrance exam would play.

Thinking of the unreliability of those seniors, Bai Moran couldn't help shaking his head again, he didn't want to join in, but walked directly into his tent.

Bai Moran's tent, although the conditions for going out are simple, but the inside is still taken care of by the accompanying servants. Not only is there a thick fur blanket on the ground to isolate the moisture that may be generated on the ground, but it is also built for him. There was a comfortable big bed, and there was even an elegant screen to block the sight of outsiders. Incense was lit inside the tent, and Bai Moran sniffed it lightly, and he could roughly tell that it was a very precious spice.

After explaining that there is no need to call him to eat, Bai Moran came to the bed and began to meditate.

Although the spiritual energy in the mortal world is thin, even to the point where there is almost no spiritual energy, Bai Moran did not interrupt his cultivation, and still meditated at fixed times every day.

So what if you don't have spiritual energy, you can still practice with spiritual stones.

Originally, Bai Moran's spiritual root talent was not very good, how could she make herself lazy?

It's just that God doesn't seem to want Bai Moran to cultivate with peace of mind. There is a sudden noise in the camp that was originally full of singing and dancing, even if the camp of these cultivators is far away from the tents of those teenagers, even if The tent is isolated, and the sound effect is not bad, but this noisy sound still makes Bai Moran, who has keen five senses, hear it clearly, and can't help frowning slightly.

After all, it is in the world of mortals. Although Bai Moran is conceited, no one can hurt them, but he is not in his own territory. When he was meditating, Bai Moran did not devote himself wholeheartedly to it, so he was confused by this noisy voice. I have no intention of continuing to practice.

The spiritual sense instantly released the place where the noisy sound came from, and the next moment, Bai Moran couldn't help being taken aback, because he saw those teenagers from the Bai family, Li family, and Nangong family fighting in groups, no matter men or women, no matter how old they were, Everyone didn't fall behind!