I became a fox girl and was captured by the True Dragon Saint

"It's not that exaggerated. I just did it when I came across it," Jiang Ke'er waved her hands calmly on the surface, but she felt a little happy in her heart. It is a very pleasant experience to receive thanks for doing good deeds. Although it is not as simple and crude as disgusting people, there is a different kind of happiness in changing tastes occasionally.

"Just tell me what I need you to do."

"It's nothing. I just need to contact Tai Ming Zong's people regularly to ask them to deliver goods and fishing rods. Then they can help me look after the store and sell some fishing rods and daily necessities," Jiang Ke'er thought for a while, stroking her chin. "Oh, and the big yellow dog in the yard needs to be fed a roasted chicken every day. The roasted chicken must be in this storage bag. And the small fish in the house need to be fed ten grains of fish food every day. The fish food has been placed next to the fish tank."

"Oh, yes, there is one more thing," Jiang Ke'er slapped her forehead, "Don't bury the little chicken that's lying there motionless in the yard. It's not dead, it's just sleeping. Don't stew it either. If you want to stew a chicken, go to Uncle Li's and buy one."

"Okay, I've got it all down."

Pei's mother is a very intellectual and gentle woman. Jiang Ke'er intends to let her live in the yard to help take care of her and Qiao Xiaoxian's lives.

Since she is free anyway, why not let her come to the Qinglian Sword Sect to be the housekeeper.

As for whether it would be embarrassing for little Pei Min to be watched by his mother while practicing every day... Jiang Ke'er didn't care about it at all. In other words, it would be more satisfying if it was embarrassing.

You little bastard, I told you not to nag me all day long, just be my villain points ATM!

Jiang Ke'er walked out of the small courtyard of the Qinglian Sword Sect, looked toward the street, and caught a glimpse of several familiar faces.

"Mr. Huang! Haven't you gone home yet?"

"I'm not going back yet. My friends said they want to spend some time here and experience the farm life." Huang Bozhong said with a smile.

"Oh! Then just have fun!"

Jiang Ke'er nodded, as if she remembered something, and hurriedly called Huang Bozhong to continue, "By the way, Mr. Gu Yuetian is here too, right?"

"Yes."

"Then please tell him," Jiang Ke'er said helplessly, "We don't need him to help clean up the garbage in the sea. I saw that he didn't participate properly in the last fishing competition. He filled a boat with broken shoes... Tell him not to do that next time. If there is garbage in the sea, we villagers will clean it up ourselves."

"Uh... okay, I'll try not to let him fish then."

"?"

Is there any connection between fishing and trash collection?

Jiang Keer shook her head, not understanding.

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69. Select

Monks who go to a secret realm for the first time tend to overdo it, imagining the secret realm to be too beautiful or too cruel, thus going to two extremes in their preparations.

Either don't prepare, or over prepare.

Pei Min and Xiao Tao belong to the latter group and are over-prepared.

It was not until the last few minutes before departure that the two naughty kids ran back from the city, with dozens of Qiankun bags hanging around their waists and bodies, looking like two piles of bananas.

"What are you two doing?" Jiang Ke'er pulled their heads out of the Qiankun bag with great difficulty.

"We can't help it. Master, you are too weak. We disciples have to do better," Pei Min sighed. "That is a secret place where people are killed without blinking an eye. If we don't make more preparations, you will be eaten up."

"What the hell is this? And don't you two know how to use nesting dolls? Why do you have to get yourself covered in it?"

"It's not convenient to take things out when they are stacked layer by layer. This way, we can take out the things in the bag at any time to fight the enemy. It's obviously better this way." Pei Min said proudly.

Jiang Ke'er sneered: "Then let me ask you, what is in the third bag under your left chest ribs? Do you remember?"

"what?"

Pei Min was stunned.

There were so many bags that he had completely forgotten about them.

What's the point of talking about efficiency?

"Use the hammer, clean it up quickly! Don't embarrass our Qinglian Sword Sect!"

"Oh..." The two little guys went into the house dejectedly to clean up.

Jiang Ke'er raised her hand and threw two more bags in through the window.

"Put on these two sets of clothes! Our Qinglian Sword Sect is a sect after all, so we have to look respectable when we go out to meet people. It's okay to wear rags at ordinary times, but don't embarrass your master when you go out... And Pei Min, don't peek at Xiao Tao changing clothes!"

"I'm not that kind of guy!" Pei Min's annoyed protest came from the room.

About half an hour later, Pei Min and Xiao Tao finished packing up the messy storage bags and put the layers of nesting dolls into one bag.

Then they changed into the clothes that Jiang Ke'er threw in.

"So comfortable!" Pei Min was a rough guy who knew nothing, but he could also feel that this dress was unusually comfortable to wear.

Gongsun Xiaotao, as a careful girl, had more experience with cloth and silk. She frowned and carefully examined the fabric of the clothes and said, "It looks like silk but not silk, and like linen but not linen. It is a fabric I have never seen before... I have never seen the embroidery thread and cloud pattern on the pattern before."

"Master has nothing but money," Pei Min said carelessly, "God knows where Master cheated and deceived his way to get these two sets of clothes!"

"You little bastard, I heard it!" Jiang Ke'er said angrily outside the house.

"It's definitely not cheating. These two sets of clothes fit so well. They are completely tailor-made for us. The green sword lotus on the cuffs was not sewn on later. The pattern was determined when it was first made, so it looks so natural... and our names are embroidered on the lining." Gongsun Xiaotao caressed the wide sleeves of the clothes lovingly, "I think these clothes were made for us by Master Shui himself."

"……real or fake?"

With doubts and secret joy in their hearts, Pei Min and Gongsun Xiaotao walked out of the house.

The young boy and girl under the clear sky are filled with dazzling heroism.

Pei Min's clothes have narrow sleeves, white with a hint of deep blue, and fit his skin well. With his sword-like eyebrows and a temperament that surpasses his peers, he looks capable and tough, and really has the demeanor of a great hero.

Xiao Tao's clothes have wide sleeves and are aqua blue with a hint of white. The overall style is completely opposite to Pei Min's. The waist and chest are tight and slim, while the rest of the body is made of light, floating silk. When she is still, she looks dignified and elegant, and when she dances, she looks like floating water.

Jiang Keer nodded with satisfaction.

"How can you fight with this fancy stuff?" Pei Min pointed at Xiao Tao's clothes and said contemptuously.

"Wipe your nosebleed before you say that." Jiang Ke'er rolled her eyes at Pei Min.

Jiang Ke'er also changed into a new set of clothes, which could be considered the clothes for elders of the Qinglian Sword Sect, or it could be said to be the clothes for the sect leader, since she was the founder of the Qinglian Sword Sect anyway.

Her style is an average between Pei Min and Xiao Tao, and the color is slightly darker, which makes people realize at a glance that she is one of the bosses of this sect.

Qiao Xiaoxian was wearing exactly the same thing as her. In Qiao Xiaoxian's opinion, this set of clothes did not have any class-related meaning; it was just a couple's outfit.

Well, no matter what, this sect composed of four people finally looks a bit like a normal sect, and they are not ridiculed for their clothing and appearance... This way they will not be forced to trigger the plot of pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger, right?

"Let's go." Jiang Ke'er said, taking out her beloved little motorcycle sword.

"...Can we sit on something else?" Pei Min covered his face and looked at the rumbling flying sword with resistance.

"Come to Master Qian," Qiao Xiaoxian took out a normal flying sword and waved to Pei Min and Xiao Tao.

So they decisively betrayed Jiang Ke'er and joined Qiao Xiaoxian's camp.

Well, Miss Qiao, the war starts now? !

Jiang Ke'er was furious. She stomped her foot hard, making the flying sword stop making noises. Then she exerted all her strength to chase after it.

"We'll be in groups of two later. Who of you will follow me?" Jiang Ke'er glared at Pei Min and Gongsun Xiaotao with ill intentions.

The boy and the girl shrank their heads at the same time.

They didn't have any ill feelings towards Jiang Ke'er, but Jiang Ke'er's performance so far could not be described as reliable.

They were afraid that their hearts would not be able to bear hanging out with her.

"Pei Min, come here!"

Since no one came, Jiang Keer directly used the death roll call and picked a lucky person.

"Congratulations to the lucky Pei Min. You are able to team up with your famous Master Shui. You will definitely get all the benefits in the secret realm!" Jiang Ke'er pulled Pei Min to the sword behind him. "What do you think now?"

"Help—help—"

[Pei Min has been muted by you for 30 minutes. ]

"No need to thank me so excitedly," Jiang Ke'er waved her hand calmly, "I know you are very touched. Don't worry, I will definitely not let you down on this trip to the secret realm."

"——" Pei Min tried hard to open his mouth but no sound came out. In the end, he felt hopeless and could only stay beside Jiang Ke'er in despair.

The secret realm is quite far from the Novice Village. When Jiang Keer and Qiao Xiaoxian landed, Pei Min's mute time had passed.

When they landed, even Jiang Ke'er was frightened by the huge crowds of people.

It was the first time for her to see a secret realm with so many participants. It was crowded with people and spread over an area of ​​more than ten miles.

I'm afraid that half of the cultivators above the Seven Lights Realm in Shenzhou have brought their elite disciples here to play the dungeon.

There is no limit on the number of people who can enter the copy, so for the large sects, they have an overwhelming advantage in this secret realm.

Originally, cultivators above the Seven Lights Realm in Shenzhou gathered in large sects. They were numerous and powerful, and could form organized and disciplined groups.

Once they enter, they will be outnumbered and small sects and independent cultivators will have no room to survive at all.

Therefore, small sects and individual cultivators must hurry and make a choice.

Either you find a big sect to offer sacrifices and rely on, so that you can sneak in and drink some soup. Or you go to other small sects to form an alliance.

"If it were you, what would you do?" Jiang Ke'er threw the question to her little apprentice.

"Cooperating with a large sect can only guarantee your life safety, but those guys who take advantage of others will not even leave a trace. It is wishful thinking to want to cooperate with them... So you should cooperate with independent cultivators and fight for your chance, otherwise there will be no point in entering this secret realm." Gongsun Xiaotao answered decisively.

Pei Min fell into deep thought.

After a while, he raised his head in confusion and muttered to himself: "What will Jiang Ke'er choose?"

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70. Jiang Keer’s Choice

Jiang Keer?

Jiang Keer would choose to ask her apprentice.

Chuckling, she rubbed Pei Min's wig on his little head... and the girl said, "Jiang Ke'er is a reckless man. If she said that, she would definitely be ridiculed and angered by everyone at the beginning, and then be chased and beaten."

"She's not a reckless person!" Pei Min was furious when he heard his master slandering his idol. "She's smarter than you and thinks things through!"

How come I don’t know that I’m smarter than myself?

Jiang Ke'er was a little depressed.

"However, her words really show that she disdains to associate with these stinking sects with ulterior motives," Pei Min analyzed, "She must be acting alone to reap the greatest benefits."

"Whose stinking sect are you calling a little bastard?"

The sects in Shenzhou always have such bad tempers. It seems that they have long been accustomed to the strict hierarchy and subconsciously regard themselves as noble, so they never tolerate the unpleasant remarks of the common people.

Pei Min's face froze, knowing that he had said something wrong, he quickly apologized: "I'm sorry..."

"What are you sorry for? You are a stinking sect to begin with," Jiang Ke'er raised her head and looked at the other party. "It is true that the secret realm is a place where strength speaks volumes, but you are promising benefits to attract independent cultivators and use this to divide the independent cultivators... while at the same time you are discussing how to kill them when you go in. This method is too disgusting."

"..."

After Jiang Ke'er revealed his secret plan, the male monk looked around hastily. Seeing that not many people were paying attention to this place, he felt relieved.

He didn't continue to dwell on this topic, as he knew the more he talked about it, the bigger the problem would become.

In fact, after a little thought, everyone can understand the cruel methods of these major sects.

Just because no one has come forward to provide concrete evidence, some independent practitioners still have a certain sense of luck... This gives the big sects the opportunity to make trouble by taking advantage of the information gap.

In order to prevent Jiang Ke'er from making a big fuss and pointing out these problems, which would make the leeks lose their luck and become difficult to control, the male cultivator decisively changed the subject: "I see that several of you Taoists are well-dressed and have swords hanging from your waists. I think you are noble sword cultivators with good backgrounds... But I don't know which hidden sect you are from? I'm sorry that I can't recognize which sword sect you are from with your attire."

He wanted to change the subject by chatting and let Jiang Ke'er stop nagging at the leeks. He would wait until the secret realm was opened and then settle the score with Jiang Ke'er.

But Jiang Ke'er didn't follow his pace, instead she glanced at him: "You can't recognize me, but I can recognize you... With the way you are dressed, you must be an elder of the Qinghe Sword Sect, right?"

"That's right." The man smiled, with a hint of pride on his lips. "My name is Cui Quan. May I ask your name?"

"Qinglian Sword Sect, Shui Ye."

Jiang Ke'er's serious answer really made Cui Quan think seriously about who Shui Ye from the Qinglian Sword Sect was.

He first searched through the sword-cultivating sects in his memory, but to no avail. Then, a sudden flash of inspiration came to him, and the big news from a month ago popped up clearly in his mind.

He finally figured out the origin of the four words "Qinglian Sword Sect" and his face suddenly changed: "It's you?!"

That scoundrel!

Compared to other types of cultivators, the network of relationships between sword sects is complex, and information flows more widely and faster.

Especially in the southeastern coastal area of ​​Dongsheng Shenzhou, after all the sword sects, big and small, were fleeced half of the way, suddenly all the sword sects in the world knew the names of "Qinglian Sword Sect", "Pei Min" and "Master Shui".