"Qinyan, that Autumn Water Sword is the treasure you gave to Li Qiongyu." Daojun Jingwei remembered that his apprentice seemed to have such an offensive magic weapon during his Qi training period, so he asked this question.
"Yes, Master." Dong Qinyan looked a little strange. It was not that she was angry because the Qiu Shui Sword ended up like this. She was not as persistent in the magic weapon as Deacon Deng.
It was for the sake of her junior sister. She was very optimistic about Li Qiongyu. She hated evil and had a simple mind. Who knew that her master had chosen the thoughtful Ji Qing.
There are creatures like junior sisters, no more than one and no less. I wanted to go around and get Li Qiongyu into the door wall, but I didn't know that this girl was not up to expectations.
The monk's perception was so sharp that he could understand Dong Qinyan's meaning just by looking at Li Qiongyu.
The eyes of yesterday are still in my ears.
The master said that as long as she achieved a good ranking in the competition, he would introduce her to the Taoist Master Jingwei.
To end up in such a predicament, it’s no wonder that my uncle made a mistake. If not, it’s because Lu Leyao, this damn fat guy, is so disgusting.
Li Qiongyu already hated Lu Leyao. He didn't know what he was doing and just wanted to vent his hatred.
He took out the treasure he had treasured for many years and went out without thinking.
The power of this talisman is equivalent to a full blow from a pill-forming monk. Master Biao once walked beside a powerful person who transformed into gods, so how could he not know the power of the talisman.
"Fat man, turn on the protective shield!"
The protective shield during the Qi training period was so brittle, Bai Biao knew what the result would be without even thinking about it. If it didn't go all out, the dead girl would never survive.
The roots of the white hair stood up, forming a space domain with Lu Leyao as the center. This domain was just formed, "Boom, boom, boom!" This talisman is an upgraded version of the Sky Thunder Explosion Talisman. When it meets the divine beast White Tiger's innate magical power space domain, it is instantly upgraded.
Countless times.
The formation flag on the arena was broken by the violent spiritual energy, and the thunder light scattered in all directions. All the Qi training disciples who saw were about to suffer the disaster of the fish in the pond. Taoist Lord Jingchen unfolded his sleeves and robes, and the magical weapon Tai'a sword flew away quickly.
Go, instantly increase thousands of times, covering the sky above the explosion.
Most of the power was blocked, but a small number of people were still affected by this wave of impact. The handsome uncle who was the judge of the competition and the other Foundation Builder who heard about Lu Leyao's great achievements and came to watch the battle.
The monk was seriously injured trying to protect Li Qiongyu.
Both vomited blood and fainted.
The ruins were even more complete than when he came back from the arena a few days ago. Lu Leyao's sword was only half-forged, and it was just stuck in the ruins.
So helpless, so pitiful.
Like an abandoned child.
Lu Yuanniang was angry and funny. This child was not completely stupid. He was beaten to such an extent and did not transform.
"Zhui'er, come here and let me see if you are seriously injured." My mother has never been so serious about matters, and there is still the possibility of having to pay a huge amount of spiritual stones. Lu Leyao felt a chill running down his spine.
The sadness that my life is at an end comes.
"Mom! Hahahaha! The child thinks he is fine and does not need any treatment. Bai Biao's injury is a bit serious. How about you treat him?"
The innate magical power used by Master Biao was so weak that he couldn't even open his eyes. He had already seen what kind of person Lu Yuanniang was. This unfilial idiot actually wanted to throw his old uncle out to block the knife. This was done by a human.
Something?
"Ouch!"
"Ouch! Bai Biao, let go. Let go. Your bite will bleed. If you don't let go, believe it or not, I will bite you back."
Practitioners...
Bai Biao was so angry that he fainted from this shameless and unsatisfactory guy.
Lu Yuanniang jumped up and snatched each person and the animal out like chickens. She pulled open her sleeves and cut the wound that was so deep that the bones were visible. Her brows furrowed deeper, and her whole body was filled with an air of violence.
"Leyao, you have worked very hard. It is inevitable to get injured in a competition. A few skin injuries are nothing to be concerned about. It is also common sense."
Yu Hengfeng really thinks so. With their level of cultivation, there has never been a time when the blood flowed out of the sects. Even if there is an uncontrollable situation, Senior Yuan Ying will do it before the situation worsens.
Minimize losses.
Compared with the hardships and hardships experienced by those who are casual cultivators, it is really nothing.
"Yu Hengfeng, is Li Qiongyu your brother's favorite sword-cultivator?"
Yu Hengfeng frowned. He had the impression that every word of Lu Yuanniang had a profound meaning and was not without purpose. He thought of all the previous connections to these words.
I'm just afraid that Lu Yuanniang, a small-minded woman, would find bad luck with that young disciple named Li Qiongyu for her daughter's sake.
"Lu Yuanniang, the sect will make its own decision on this matter. You don't need to get involved anymore. Don't do things like bullying the small ones to make people laugh!"
Lu Yuanniang snorted coldly!
"Your brother is not dead yet!"
This is wrong, but the person holding the sword is the Danjie monk! Are you mad?
Of course, you can't ask like that, and if you ask such a stupid question, I can beat her to death on the spot.
"Mom! Have you met Uncle Hengxu? I heard that he is very good at swordsmanship. He has rarely faced any opponents since he became famous."
Lu Leyao asked cautiously, and when Lu Yuanniang gave her a sinister smile, she shut her mouth and looked at the old master Yu Hengfeng pitifully.
Yu Hengfeng didn't know how many times his mouth twitched. Ever since he met this mother and daughter, he had not been able to maintain his noble and immortal posture.
"Leyao! You don't need to worry. Your mother has her own sense of propriety. She won't do anything like hitting a stone with an egg. If something unexpected happens, she will think she's on the sidelines. Looking at your face, I won't let your mother stay with Hengxu.
I suffered a loss."
Lu Leyao was satisfied.
The result was announced soon. Li Qiongyu was a little miserable. Not only was she confiscated the spirit stone, but she also had to go to Siguoya and stay in the Ice Cave for three years.
Lu Leyao has been practicing as he pleases, and he has always been happy and free.
She never considered the consequences of what she did, and didn't care whether others liked her or not.
She flirted with Lu Yan and Li Qiongyu. She just wanted to have fun and wanted to kill them.
Every object is free, even a grain of dust. It has its own space for natural rotation. What you think is not what you think, nor what she thinks.
Don't be moved by all things. Once foreign objects want to invade, it will be a dead end, even if it is a transaction of money and power in the mortal world.
Whether you are cultivating or getting along with fellow practitioners, it is not just what you think is good that is good.
It was as if we were on that ancient battlefield again, with a man in white clothes standing with a sword in his hand.
"Lu Leyao, what should you do at this moment? Do you regret it?"
Is there any need to ask? What a shame, did the ending of Li Qiongyu and Lu Yan have anything to do with labor and management? He treated her two mercilessly, what else do you want?
Lu Leyao's aura changed instantly, becoming three-quarters rebellious and four-quarters free and uninhibited, and his spiritual energy had reached the critical point of foundation building.