My Debauched Devotion Chapter 116: The Yunyun is No. 1 in the world!

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Finally, Xiao Ran managed to dig out ten thousand spirit stones from the master's hands by relying on a three-inch tongue, and asked the two master nephews 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, it can increase the probability of a critical strike to about one-twentieth, and can draw 100% of the power of the master. For the time being, it can only play the power of the Nascent Soul. I don’t know the future.

By the way, I can also earn some filial piety. Although there is only one filial piety at a time, it is very long-lasting and rarely attenuates, that is, some useless arms and legs.

The system clearly judged that the filial piety was successful, but the master beat others in a rage...

Xiao Ran didn't understand.

I glanced at the filial piety value: 49!

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

The price of 300 filial piety for purchasing the full-level "Ten Thousand Refining Qi" is still a lot worse.

There are still twenty days before the Tianjiao Conference.

There are up to seven or eight days before high-grade wheat and herbs mature.

Time is still too late.

But Xiao Ran can't be idle, and has to continue to develop other ways of filial piety.

Chu Yan looked at him differently recently.

Slightly squinted, meaningful, but clenched his teeth, there was a kind of unwillingness to admit defeat.

Playing cotton all day and night, weaving the cocoon, designing clothes, and discarding 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 is also farming to make wine for her master, so she manages the valley in an orderly manner.

Xiao Ran occasionally sees the styles of clothes she draws, they are pretty good-looking, just said:

"Remember to design a dress for me."

Chu Yan squinted and nodded:

"Good."

Xiao Ran's premonition is not very good...

Master is 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 less and less, Xiao Ran began 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-level 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 why this well-known web article was serialized first is because the protagonist of the original is called Xiao Yan, which is only one word from his name. It looked very substituting back then, so the plot remembers more deeply and is easy to reproduce.

I drew the plot of the original one after a short while at random. I found the master who was studying 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 Netherworld?"

"No."

"That's not to watch."

Xiao Ran didn't get discouraged and continued the strategy.

"I drew a picture book with a story."

Ling Zhouyue waved her hand.

"The most annoying thing for me is the storytelling. As the elder holding the sword, I fight the Nether so hard every day. I have to use my brain to watch a painting. Isn't it tired?"

The elder holding the sword fights the ghost...

You really can say it!

Xiao Ran quickly explained:

"Master, you have misunderstood, don't use your brain to look at this painting of mine. Don't use your brain to look at it. The less you use it, the better it looks."

"Really?"

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.

"The painting is pretty good!"

"You can also 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 Zhou Yuejian’s eyes were slightly cold, and she continued to look around, the more she looked, the frowning of her brows became more frowning, and finally she couldn’t help but vomit:

"You have a big problem with Xiao Yan! Xun'er is not an adult, so you go to touch someone's bed? How do you let her get married when she grows up? Or is this Xiao Ran also good at massaging?" /

Xiao Ran said busy:

"He is also to improve Xun'er's physique and treat Xun'er as his younger sister!"

"How did 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, some, called, called... By the way, called Yun Yun, the role positioning is very similar to Master."

"Yun Yun? Why is it the name of a passerby, I suddenly don't want to read it."

"Yun Yun is Nalan Yanran's master, Sect Master Yunlan, powerful."

Ling Zhouyue gave Xiao Ran a faint look.

"Is it the heroine?"

No, it has to be!

Xiao Ran gritted his teeth:

"Of course it is the heroine. It must be the heroine. Long live Yun Yun, always God!"

"Interesting."

Ling Zhouyue was thoughtful, seemingly interested.

"Hurry up and draw, let me see."

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

"What about this 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 behave against her, look at Shizu not to kill you."

Ling Zhou drank tons of wine every month and smiled:

"Haha, it's just a painting, don't substitute too much."

Continue to scroll back, and suddenly say again:

"This little doctor fairy is a bit like a young master, I will show it to Master when I look back."

Chuo Yan suddenly understood, and said busy:

"Master, you can see, this guy has a very deep mind, you must not enter it, you may be enchanted, and he controls the body and mind."

Lingzhou's moon head crooked.

"Hey, is there any such special effect?"

Chu Yan: It's over...

……

Settling down the master, Xiao Ran sat on the boulder 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, very smooth, as if it was like his own hand, without feeling the existence of the sword.

Unexpectedly, the tenfold increase in sharpness brought by the perfect sword pattern, Xiao Ran can 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 could not resonate with it.

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

The spirit pattern 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 can't see through, he can only take his time.

Theoretically, 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.

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

"An embroidered pillow is not useful, it is not as good as my sewing needle."

Xiao Ran frowned slightly.

"You seem to have something in your words."

"I don't have one."

Chu Yan turned and left.

……

The days of holding Jianfeng slowed down.

Xiao Ran practiced swordsmanship every day, played card games, massaged the master, and occasionally made something delicious.

As long as you make a good meal, the spring frog and autumn cicada will be able to smell the smell 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's life is fairly leisurely.

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

But only occasionally.

Only caring for the small family and ignoring everyone, not only feels uneasy, but also cannot last.

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

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

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

"In your painting "The Horse Breaks the Sky", you, Shishu, Shizun, Chuyan...you all have roles, why don't you have us?"

Xiao Ran's dumbfounding explanation.

"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 in fright.

"Don't worry~ IndoMTL.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, suddenly excited.

"Wow, click the question, click the question!"

"Well, well, remember not to let the little mare reshape, we are only to live!"

Days pass.

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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