Wu Mingshi was interrupted and turned his head impatiently to look at where the sound came from.
A girl in a green robe stepped out from the crowd. She had long eyebrows and eyes as bright as stars. Although she had no spiritual energy fluctuations, she had a certain aura of beauty.
Needless to say, he must have traveled thousands of miles to come here and want to join the Guiyi Sect.
Wu Mingshi took a closer look and found that this girl actually had the three spiritual roots of gold, water, and wood.
I don't know how long it will take for such a talent to be successful among the nine major sects, but in the Guiyi sect, which has not had a new disciple for a hundred years, as long as they enter the Yingxian Pavilion, their future is boundless.
Wu Mingshi put on a kind-hearted look and said: "Little girl, how can you, a mortal, comment on the matters of the Immortal Sect? You just watch from the sidelines. When I settle this matter, you don't have to bother to go up."
As for Heming Mountain, I will personally lead you into the Tao!"
In this way, the Wuji Sect can not only become famous in all of Jiuzhou, but also gain a good seedling by the way.
This trip is worthwhile!
Wu Mingshi nodded with satisfaction and added: "You are not quite qualified to be my direct disciple. But seeing that you are outstanding in appearance, I will accept you as a named disciple who serves you tea and serves you in daily life!"
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"No," Lin Yige frowned, it was all nonsense, "Even if the Wuji Sect wants to compete for the Heming Mountain Cave Heaven, they should personally send a formal announcement to the leader of the Guiyi Sect -"
But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted again by Wu Mingshi.
"Okay, you step aside first and watch how I destroy the sword monument. Don't get in the way, otherwise don't blame me for not being generous with my talent!"
After saying that, Wu Mingshi couldn't wait to raise his sword and ordered: "Ten Directions Gathering Evil Formation, rise!"
The ten disciples of the Wuji Sect faced each other in pairs, moved in response to the sound, and moved their sharp swords forward with their eyes blank.
The sword edge scratched the skin on the chest, and blood slowly flowed out along the sword.
But before the blood drops fell to the ground, they turned into bright red blood mist in an instant and rushed towards the long sword in Wu Mingshi's hand in the center of the formation.
The long sword was already glowing with blood, but when it was stimulated by the fresh monk's blood, it became even more red.
The disciples of the Wuji Sect seemed to be unaware, and the swords in their hands were still thrusting towards the chests of their fellow disciples. If they were not stopped, the ten of them would really be hopeless.
Lin Yige was speechless. Why didn't this person listen to what she had to say?!
She rolled up her sleeves twice, took three steps at a time, rushed to the sword monument, and slapped it on the sword monument with one hand.
The sword stele trembled, like thousands of spiritual swords chiming together, and a white light lit up on the stele, shrouding Lin Yige within it.
The divine thoughts and sword intentions left on the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Monument thousands of years ago were touched by the breath of the divine soul and poured into her body in an instant.
Divine thoughts are formed by condensing the spiritual consciousness into virtual reality after it is strong enough to a certain extent; sword intention is the sword cultivator's unique understanding of the way of the sword.
Under normal circumstances, the mortal body that has not yet introduced Qi into the body will definitely not be able to withstand this spiritual thought and sword intention, but Lin Yige's spiritual soul has not changed, and he is just getting back his own things.
The spiritual thought went straight up to Lin Yigezi's house, and turned into an invisible small sword, opening up a boundless sea of consciousness. As soon as the sword intention entered her body, it entrenched itself docilely in her Dantian.
However, what Lin Yige wanted was not the sword's will, but to borrow a little bit of the power of the Guiyi Sect's mountain-protecting formation from the Sword Monument through his spiritual thoughts.
After receiving the spiritual thoughts and sword intent, the white light on the sword tablet disappeared. Lin Yige clenched his fists and had an idea in his mind: one stick of incense was more than enough time to deal with the current situation.
Lin Yige turned around and glanced at Wu Mingshi. He didn't know what to look at, but he was shocked when he saw it.
Wu Mingshi turned out to be only in the foundation building period!
This was the first time she had met the leader of a sect in the foundation building period.
Come to think of it, if this kind of person had acquired the golden elixir, he would definitely fly over everyone's heads with his sword and come over in a swaggering manner.
Looking at the other ten people, they are just warriors who have not yet entered the innate world, at most they are in the early stages of Qi refining.
Lin Yige immediately shouted to the Ten Directions Gathering Evil Formation: "Wu Mingshi, don't act rashly, calm down first!"
Wu Mingshi was concentrating on controlling the formation, fearing that he would suffer backlash if he made any mistakes, so he turned a deaf ear to Lin Yige's direct name.
Seeing this, Lin Yige sighed helplessly. He kicked his feet and his body swayed, and like a gust of wind, he swept through the evil gathering formation in all directions.
The next moment, the warriors from all directions were kicked far away and fell to the ground like dead fish, their life and death unknown.
The ten iron swords were broken into several pieces by Lin Yige's bare hands, and the fragments fell on the stone bricks with a clanking sound.
The Ten Directions Gathering Evil Formation lost the source of blood evil. Wu Mingshi suddenly lost control of the formation and was backlashed by the sharp sword in his hand, spurting out a mouthful of blood.
He raised his hand to wipe the blood from his mouth, opened his mouth, and was about to speak when he was punched again.
When Lin Yige punched out, his other hand had already grabbed the sharp sword that was stabbing Wu Mingshi's heart.
She only glanced at it briefly before throwing the sword into the white mist behind the Guiyi Sect's mountain gate.
There is evil energy on the sword, which should not be controlled by an ordinary Taoist cultivator like Wu Mingshi who has just established his foundation.
But this matter is not urgent. When Wu Mingshi calms down and can listen to what he is saying, it will not be too late to ask more questions.
Looking at Wu Mingshi who was grinning and cursing, Lin Yige rubbed the back of his red hands and felt helpless: He didn't seem to have calmed down yet.
Immediately afterwards, the sound of fists hitting flesh, the thud of heads hitting the ground, and deafening screams were heard in front of the Guiyi Sect's mountain gate, which were also mixed with the numbing sounds of broken muscles and bones.
Seeing that Wu Mingshi, the leader of the Wuji Sect who had just been clamoring to destroy the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Monument and cut down trees to intimidate mortals, was being pressed down and beaten by a little girl, the onlookers covered their mouths when they saw this.
They didn't dare to make a sound, but their eyes were as wide as bells, watching everything in front of them excitedly, for fear of missing any scene.
Some painters even took out the charcoal pencils and thin boards they carried with them and began to quickly record the scene in front of them.
This is extremely rare and fresh talk related to the Guiyi Sect in a hundred years.
After burning the incense, Lin Yige rubbed his sore wrist. This body was still too weak.
After only being active for a while, the meridians all over my body became extremely sore and swollen, and my whole arm was shaking faintly.
She stepped on Wu Mingshi's back and asked calmly: "You've almost calmed down, can you listen to me?"
Wu Mingshi was first attacked by the Ten Directions Gathering Evil Formation and the Evil Sword, and then was beaten until his nose was bruised, his face was swollen, and his head was covered with bumps. He lay on the ground for a long time and could not get up. He could only nod with difficulty and whine twice vaguely.
Lin Yige looked around, and at some point, more and more people were watching.
She took a deep breath, picked up Wu Mingshi by his collar, and dragged him into the mountain gate of the Guiyi Sect.
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When the two of them were completely engulfed by the thick white mist behind the mountain gate, the crowd of onlookers burst into exclamations and couldn't wait to discuss what had just happened with the people around them.
If it weren't for the unknown ten people and the mottled blood stains on the stone bricks, everyone would have thought they were seeing hallucinations.
After all, they had only heard from their elders in the family about how the disciples of the Guiyi Sect hated evil, how decisively they killed, and how they acted vigorously and resolutely.
"This woman...is truly a warrior!"
"Does anyone know the origin of this woman? What did she do in the Free One Sect?"
"I don't know, I've never seen her in town before. But she's already so strong, so she can't be here to become a disciple of the Guiyi Sect, right?"
"I see that she touched the sword tablet just now but was not stabbed. Could it be that she is a disciple of the Guiyi Sect?"
"The Taoist robes of the disciples of the Guiyi Sect are not of this style, and there is no sword around her waist, so she doesn't look like one."
"What will happen to these people? Will they die here?"
"I really can't see that you are still a well-intentioned person and you worry about these people! Not to mention that they are not easy to die. If you dare to provoke the Guiyi faction like this, you deserve to die!"
"Hey, don't worry! Do you know the Tanjia steamed bun shop at the entrance of the town? In addition to selling steamed buns, his family is also responsible for cleaning up the area outside the mountain gate."
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The sun was getting higher and higher, but the girl who had entered the mountain gate had not yet come out.
Seeing that there was no good show to watch, the people of Baihe Town went home one after another, although they still had unfinished business.