Dahe Sword Sect, Yu Zhi kept a sullen face and said nothing. Today he was completely humiliated. One of his arms was cut off, and he was even kneeled down and slapped in the face!
Ji Yinlan! Jun Wuxie!
Hatred surged in his heart, but he knew that there was a terrifying strong man behind this woman. It was impossible for him to take revenge, but that boy must die!
"It's a pity, that boy is so talented."
Elder Qiu Feng was very sorry because Jun Wuxie's talent was obvious to all.
"Elder Qiu, you have to understand that dual cultivation of body and sword is a taboo for our Dahe Sword Sect!" He Jianyun's face darkened and he said: "What kind of talent? A physical cultivation with a broken Dantian, no matter how high the talent is, it is destined to
With limited achievements, he is reduced to a low-level monk and is nothing more than a waste. He is only in the innate realm, weak and will not have the chance to grow!"
Yu Zhi echoed: "What the sect leader said is that after the battle on the Life and Death Platform next year, his head will become another human head lantern on the mountain road."
…
On a certain mountain peak outside the capital, Ji Yinlan stood quietly, looked at the direction of Zongwang Academy, and then lowered her head to look at the command talisman in her hand.
Beside her, the void shook slightly, and an old woman with gray hair appeared quietly and said, "Miss, do you want to give him the Longling Secret Realm Talisman? Miss, you shouldn't have such distracting thoughts in your heart."
"The command talisman is true. As for the other things, Mr. Yu, you are worrying too much."
Ji Yinlan put away the command talisman with a calm expression.
Mr. Yu shook his head and said: "The Lord allows you to command the three armies in Dazhou just because Miss was born in the royal family of Dazhou. As for other worldly thoughts, Miss should give up and devote herself to the Tao. Don't let the world of mortals disturb the Tao.
My heart has failed to live up to the Lord’s expectations.”
"Old Yu, what do you mean by the world of mortals?" Ji Yinlan turned around and looked at the old man: "Everyone in the world is the world of mortals. Since we are in the world, we are in the rolling dust of mortals."
"Miss."
"Mr. Yu, there's no need to say anything." Ji Yinlan shook her head and said, "My Taoist heart is as solid as a rock."
"Although his talent is extraordinary, compared with Miss, he is very different. After all, you are people from two different worlds. You should not have too much intersection. It is not good for Miss or for him."
Ji Yinlan frowned slightly: "Mr. Yu, the more you talk, the more outrageous you are."
The old woman said earnestly: "Looking at it now, it may be a bit outrageous, but the will of the mortal world often arises unknowingly. I just don't want the young lady to be bound by the will of the mortal world in the future."
"Mr. Yu, don't worry, I, Ji Yinlan, will not fall in love with anyone. I just care about his talents. Don't mention this matter again, Mr. Yu."
Mr. Yu received an affirmative answer and nodded with satisfaction without saying a word.
…
At the same time.
Near Zongwang Mountain.
"Uncle Bird, we have walked so far, why haven't we arrived yet?" Jun Wuxie looked at the environment here and saw how it was getting more and more remote as we walked, and couldn't help but wonder: "Where is our Zongwang Academy?"
When the middle-aged man heard the name Uncle Bird, the muscles on his face suddenly trembled a few times, and he said, "Boy, do you know how to respect teachers? Who told you to call me Uncle Bird?"
Jun Wuxie shrugged: "Otherwise, at senior's age, it would be right to call him Uncle Bird, right? Should I call senior Brother Bird?"
"Boy, Master, can't you even scream? Do you believe that I will whip you?"
Middle-aged people have dark faces and are all messed up.
"Even if you beat me to death, I will still call you Uncle Bird." Jun Wuxie patted his shoulder and said: "Look at you, a bird, how appropriate it is to have a name like Uncle Bird. That's it.
It’s decided, I’ll call you Senior Uncle Psy from now on!”
"You stinky brat!" The middle-aged man raised his palm as if to slap him, but in the end he didn't slap him, but his eyes were slightly red and said: "I know you want to distract me. Don't worry, I can handle it.
, after all, it’s been twenty years, what else can’t be overcome..."
This way we walked some distance.
Jun Wuxie was a little confused and said, "Uncle Bird, where exactly is our sect?"
"It's right in front. We'll be there soon. Why are you in a hurry?" the middle-aged man said calmly.
Behind, Su Lan and Qin Keqing followed quietly with Xiao Yueyao in their arms, their expressions a little strange.
"Uncle Bird, I heard that our sect has declined. It should not be as prosperous as the Dahe Sword Sect. How many people are there now?"
"That's so much, I can't even count it." The middle-aged man said, pointing to the barren mountain peak in front of him, and said: "We're here, it's here."
Jun Wuxie raised his eyes, was startled for a moment, and wiped his eyes vigorously.
Where is the sect?
Why didn't you see it?
He couldn't help but cast a blank look at Uncle Bird.
"Isn't it on this mountain?" Uncle Bird pointed to the mountain covered with weeds and said, "You may not know much about our Zongwang Academy. We prefer quietness and live a secluded life. Zongmen,
Although it doesn't look as grand as the Dahe Sword Sect, it is a style building, surrounded by mountains and rivers, with picturesque scenery."
"Yeah?"
Jun Wuxie was doubtful and followed Uncle Bird up the mountain.
The mountain road was rugged and overgrown with weeds. As we walked along, we were covered in grass seeds.
"We're here, how's it going? Are you satisfied?"
After going up the mountain, Uncle Bird pointed to a dilapidated hall and several huts that were about to collapse in front of him and said.
The muscles on Jun Wuxie's face twitched violently a few times, and she said, "Uncle Bird, is this what you call a secluded life, with style buildings, mountains and rivers, and picturesque scenery?"
"Isn't it?" Uncle Bird pointed to the almost dry small pond in front of the dilapidated hut and said, "The landscape courtyard has a beautiful view of the water."
Jun Wuxie:......
"Come on, come on, there is still here." He pointed to the woods behind the broken house, pulled Jun Wuxie to the corridor of the main hall, and said: "We also have a private garden, a secret place for health, a hundred-meter long corridor, and a sliding door to enter the house.
Unlocked, ingenious."
As he said this, he pulled open the latch of the hall door, but it turned out that the latch was too weak and fell off the door with a snap.
Nice slide to unlock.
Jun Wuxie was dumbfounded. It was really a work of art. This move was so clever that it fell off!
Uncle Bird's face turned red, and he quickly turned him around to look at the vegetable fields near the shabby house, and said, "Did you see it? The whole ecological fertile soil is hundreds of miles away."
He touched the weathered walls and said, "Look at these walls. Every detail has been polished. Do you feel the atmosphere of the times?"
He walked all the way to the broken doors and windows and said: "Purely hollow doors and windows provide all-weather lighting, allowing you to get closer to nature, perfectly integrated with heaven and earth, and enjoy a life of cultivation like a noble noble."
"How is it? Are you satisfied?"
After Uncle Bird finished speaking, he turned around and saw that Jun Wuxie's face was as dark as ashes from a pot.
Jun Wuxie was deeply shocked, it was so shocking, so luxurious, it simply overturned his imagination!
He sat down and said, "Uncle Bird, tell me the truth, how many people are there in our sect?"
"Counting you, three."
"..." Jun Wuxie had the urge to hit him, and said with a black face: "Didn't you say too many things to count before? You liar!"
"When did I lie to you?" Uncle Bird looked at him sideways and said, "Young man, your understanding needs to be improved. Don't you understand that Tao gives birth to one, one gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, and three gives birth to thousands. We
Three people are thousands of people.”
"I……"
Jun Wuxie raised his fist. Really, if he could beat him, he would really want to beat him.
What a trap!
On the way here, he was still imagining that a strong man like Zongwang Academy would come out to take him in personally. When he got to the sect, he might be able to get a few high-level spiritual weapons, and then he could reach the extreme realm.
result……
Look at this, not to mention the spiritual soldiers, not even a single tile can be found intact...