My Debauched Devotion - v2 Chapter 116

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In the end, Xiao Ran succeeded in digging out ten thousand spiritual stones in the master’s hands with the help of a three-inch tongue, and asked the two master nephews of Jianfeng Peak to bring them back to the master to build his luxurious flying sword boat.

After a day of tossing, the reckless crit has almost been figured out.

Using the power of second-order resonance can increase the probability of a critical strike to about one-twentieth, and 100% of the power of the master can be extracted. For the time being, only the power of Yuan Ying can be played, and the future is unknown.

By the way, you can also earn some filial piety. Although there is only one filial piety value at a time, it is very long-lasting and rarely decays.

The system clearly judged that the filial piety was successful, but the master was furious and beat others…

Xiao Ran didn’t understand.

Looking at the filial piety value: 49!

Every day hot springs, massages, fine wines, food… There is no repetition of upgrades, and the value of filial piety is getting less and less.

The price of 300 filial piety to purchase the full-level “Ten Thousand Refining Qi” is still a lot worse.

There are still twenty days before the Tianjiao Conference.

There are at most seven or eight days before high-grade wheat and herbs mature.

There is not enough time.

But Xiao Ran couldn’t be idle, and had to continue to develop other ways of filial piety.

Chu Yan looked at him differently recently.

Squinting his eyes slightly, it was meaningful, but he clenched his teeth, with a kind of unwillingness to admit defeat.

Playing the cotton day and night, weaving the cocoon, designing clothes, and abandoning several painting books a day.

This is a good thing.

Xiao Ran didn’t expect her to practice well, as long as she didn’t delay taking care of the valley.

After all, Xiao Ran was also farming to make wine for her master, so she managed the valley in an orderly manner.

Xiao Ran occasionally looked at the styles of clothes she painted, they were pretty good-looking, and said:

“Remember to design a dress for me.”

Chu Yan squinted his eyes and nodded:

“Great.”

Xiao Ran’s premonition is not very good…

Master was a little bored, sleeping, drinking, bathing in hot springs, studying card skills, and dreaming of getting rich.

Seeing that the value of filial piety is becoming scarce, Xiao Ran begins the second step of entertainment and fulfilling filial piety.

He used his spiritual power, resonance power, and full-level painting skills to develop the skill of [Ink and Ink Painting].

The quality of the paintings is definitely not comparable to the strokes and knife cuts, but they have full-scale painting skills and have a very good prototype, much higher than Chen Qingyuan’s level.

Xiao Ran began to paint with ideas on bamboo boards, serializing “The Horse Breaks the Sky”.

The reason for serializing this well-known web article first is because the protagonist of the original is called Xiao Yan, which is only one word away from his name. It looked very substituting back then, so the plot remembers more deeply and is easy to reproduce.

After I drew it for a long time, I drew the plot of the original one. I found the master who was studying the card skills on Songgen and asked:

“Master, do you like to watch paintings?”

Ling Zhouyue took a sip of her wine, and continued to fiddle with the bamboo plaque without looking up, and said quietly.

“Did you draw the netherworld?”

“No.”

“That’s not it.”

Xiao Ran was not discouraged, and continued the strategy.

“I drew a picture book with a story.”

Ling Zhouyue waved her hand.

“The thing that annoys me most is the story. As an elder holding a sword, I struggle with Netherworld every day. I have to use my brain to watch a painting. Isn’t it tired?”

The sword-bearer elder fights you…

You really speak it!

Xiao Ran quickly explained:

“Master, you have misunderstood. Don’t think about my painting. Don’t think about it. The less you think, the better it looks.”

“is it?”

Ling Zhouyue then raised her head and glanced at the drawing board.

“Then let me see.”

“The horse breaks the sky, um…”

Looking at the name of the painting, Ling Zhouyue thought how could a horse break through the sky? But she also felt that Xiao Ran had deep meaning. In order not to reveal her IQ, she nodded, thoughtful.

“It’s pretty good!”

“You can slide and turn pages to form a continuous story. Why do you have so many ghost ideas?”

After turning a few pages, she suddenly remembered something.

“You fool! Last time you were in Baicao Peak Hot Spring Valley, you really were peeping and painting!”

At this point, Xiao Ran didn’t bother to deny it.

“This is for art.”

Ling Zhouyue’s sword eyes were slightly cold, and she continued to look around, frowning as she watched, and finally couldn’t help but vomit:

“You Xiao Yan has a big problem! When Xun’er is not an adult, you go touch someone’s bed? How do you let her marry when she grows up? Or does this Xiao Ran also have your massage skills?”

Xiao Ran hurriedly said:

“He is also to improve Xun’er’s physique and treat Xun’er as his younger sister!”

“How does Nalan Yanran paint so beautifully? Is she the heroine?”

“No.”

Ling Zhouyue turned dozens of pages, feeling that the strength of the characters in it was too low and he was uninterested.

“Is there a role as a teacher in this story? I won’t watch it if I don’t.”

Xiao Ran panicked and adapted the scene:

“Some of them are called, called… By the way, they are called Yun Yun. The role positioning is very similar to that of Master.”

“Yun Yun? Why is it the name of a passerby? I suddenly don’t want to look at it.”

“Yun Yun is Nalan Yanran’s master, Sect Master Yun Lan, powerful.”

Ling Zhouyue gave Xiao Ran a faint look.

“Is it the heroine?”

No, it has to be!

Xiao Ran gritted his teeth and said:

“Of course it’s the heroine, it must be the heroine, long live Yun Yun, she will never drop God!”

“interesting.”

Ling Zhouyue was thoughtful and seemed to be interested.

“You paint quickly, let me see.”

I don’t know when, Chu Yan Mao seemed to see the content of the painting behind the two.

“Then what to do with Xun’er? You are touching people!”

Xiao Ran smiled and touched her dog’s head.

“It doesn’t hurt to touch, right?”

Chu Yan gritted his teeth and jumped out of the comfort of touching his head, reaching out and grabbing Xiao Ran’s wrist, just like catching a thief.

“If you dare to treat her unruly, look at Shizu not to kill you.”

Ling Zhou drank every month and laughed:

“Haha, it’s just a painting, don’t substitute too much.”

Continuing to scroll back, suddenly he said:

“This little medical immortal is a bit like a young master, I will show it to Master when I look back.”

Chu Yan suddenly understood, and said hurriedly:

“Master, you can see, this guy has a very deep mind, you must not enter it, maybe you will get demons, and he controls your body and mind.”

Ling Zhou’s moon head crooked.

“Huh, is there any such special effect?”

Chu Yan: It’s over…

…

Settling down the master, Xiao Ran sat on the huge rock beside Jianping Cliff, studying the newly cast natal sword.

The so-called natal sword is an exclusive spirit sword that is matched and polished according to its own spiritual rate. It is much smoother to use than the average, at least more than the disciple sword.

Xiao Ran controlled the flying sword, raised the sword, and swiped the sword aura, all in one go. It was very smooth, as if it was like his own hand, without feeling the existence of the sword.

Surprisingly, the tenfold increase in sharpness brought by the perfect sword pattern, Xiao Ran could only display two or three times the limit.

He tried to resonate with Jian Wen before he managed to make a fivefold increase.

He tried to resonate with the sword.

The result was the same as the stone tablet, and he couldn’t resonate with it.

The Resonance Spirit was unable to penetrate the internal details of the blade material.

The Spirit Rune is perfect, but the current power displayed is at most several times the sharp increase.

Can use resonance swordsmanship, but cannot resonate with the sword itself.

Is this broken sword really above the heavenly rank?

Xiao Ran always felt that this sword contained greater power.

For the time being, he couldn’t see through it, so he could only take his time.

In theory, the natal sword requires more practice and should be worn as much as possible.

Fortunately, although this sword is not eye-catching, it is slender and well-proportioned. It looks pretty good when hung on the waist.

When Chu Yan saw Xiao Ran with the sword, his small face was slightly startled, and soon returned to indifference.

“An embroidered pillow is not useful, it’s not as good as my sewing needle.”

Xiao Ran frowned slightly.

“You seem to have something in your words.”

“I do not have.”

Chu Yan turned and left.

…

The days of holding Jianfeng slowed down.

Xiao Ran practiced swordsmanship, played cards, massaged his master, and occasionally cooked something delicious.

As long as you prepare something to eat, the spring frog and autumn cicada will be able to smell it against the wind, find various reasons to hold the sword peak, today you are short of medicinal materials, you have to learn the sword tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow you will give me medicine…

Xiao Ran had a leisurely life.

As if in a paradise, occasionally forgetting the tragedy of the world of doomsday outside.

But only occasionally.

Just caring for the small family and disregarding everyone is not only uneasy, but also unable to last.

Only when the world is at peace can he enjoy the joy of farming and family relationships with peace of mind.

Xiao Ran sat on the edge of the valley cliff, guarding the wheat and herbs every day, hoping that they would grow up day by day.

The spring frog and Qiu Chan occasionally sat on his shoulders, one biting roasted sweet potatoes and the other roasted corn.

“In the “Horse Breaks the Sky” you painted, yourself, Shishu, Shizun, Chuyan…you all have roles, why don’t you have us?”

Xiao Ran could not laugh or cry.

“Who did you hear? This story is adapted from a folktale in my hometown. The characters have no correspondence with us.”

The two girls were taken aback for a moment, and their angry calves trembled slightly.

“Does your hometown discriminate against non-human beings?”

When it comes to racial discrimination, Xiao Ran hastened to change his words with fright.

“Don’t worry~www.mtlnovel.com~ I will draw you two twin mares right away. From now on, the task of breaking the sky and maintaining the world will be left to you.”

The two girls grumbled and suddenly became excited.

“Wow, click the question, click the question!”

“Well, well, remember not to let the little mare transform again, we transform in order to live!”

Days pass by.

The moonlight is like water, the setting sun is like gold, the wind blows wheat and waves, and the drizzle is like weaving.

Looking forward, looking forward.

After a heavy rain on a certain night, the next day, after the rain, the sun was shining.

Xiao Ran smelled the fragrance of rice.

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