Sang Luo was in a hurry to chase Chu Yanshu, without even looking at Lin Qinghan, he directly pushed away the Immortal Killing Sword in front of him and waved his hand at him,
"I'm not free right now, let's talk another day!"
After leaving these words, she chased in the direction Chu Yanshu left without looking back.
Lin Qinghan looked at Sang Luo's leaving figure and frowned slightly. What day will it be?
Lu Changsheng was beaten badly and was still a little autistic at the moment.
He felt that the gap between him and Sang Luo was getting wider and wider.
No, he also has to retreat to enlightenment!
But Xiaotianbang still has to fight!
How about he go to Changli Sword Master and ask about the sword before leaving?
But now Changli Jianzun is no longer there.
Thinking about it, he turned to look at Lin Qinghan.
Why don't you try fighting with your senior brother first?
But now during the Xiaotianbang period, it would be a waste of time and spiritual energy for the two of them to fight.
Well, I will ask him to fight after the Xiaotianbang is over!
Zhang Jianting looked at the black dragon and was still a little unwilling to give up. He moved closer to Yu Ming's side,
"Master, do we have to seal it? How about we find a way to extract his dragon soul and then dismember it?"
This is a dragon!
It's a treasure from top to bottom!
The body was dismembered and sold, but one bone might be enough to support the entire Kunwu Sword Sect for several years.
Yu Ming did turn her head to look at him and said with a tut,
"I care so much about things outside myself, no wonder I haven't made a breakthrough."
Zhang Jianting was stunned for a moment after hearing this.
"No, Master, why are you still attacking me personally?"
He just wanted to dismember the dragon, why did Master attack him personally?!
Yu Ming rolled her eyes at him,
"People who cultivate the natural way care so much about things outside themselves, no wonder the last one is born."
Zhang Jianting was not convinced,
"Why can't natural monks care about things outside themselves? Spiritual stones are also part of nature!"
Doesn’t it mean that every natural monk has the same character as him, and only knows how to practice swordsmanship?
"Moreover, I am not the last one, but I am just a few days behind Lin Qinghan and Lu Changsheng, and much earlier than Ji Qingfeng!"
Yu Ming snorted,
"Ji Qingfeng realized the Tao of the common people when he was at the peak of the golden elixir."
Zhang Jianting blinked his eyes,
"Taoist intention? Master, when I introduce the Qi into my body, I can feel the natural breath of heaven and earth."
Who is worse than whom?
Among these seven sects, who is not a little genius?!
Here the master and apprentice are having a good time bickering.
On the other side, Sang Luo had just caught up with Chu Yanshu, and grabbed the young man's hand. She was about to speak, when she saw a burst of light bursting out of the sky not far away that was originally full of clouds, and the golden light fell, like the gate of heaven.
Wide open.
Sang Luo was stunned,
"What is that?"
As soon as she finished speaking, a green dragon circled the sky several times and flew straight into the sky.
Sang Luo looked at Chu Yanshu subconsciously,
"You really want to hunt a dragon for me?"
Isn't it a painting?
But can he?
Chu Yanshu was silent for a moment,
"That's your uncle."
Sang Luo heard this and made a sound,
"What did you say? My uncle?!"
Which uncle is she?
Sang Luo counted and found out that his master had only accepted three disciples, and at most, he could only add one Ji Qingfeng, which was half of them.
Why did you accept Qinglong as your apprentice?
Could it be a mount?
But the next moment, the giant dragon hovering in the sky turned into a woman in plain clothes, glanced in the direction of Cangyun Mountain, and then disappeared into the golden light.