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He watched the senior sister standing there without moving.

Master Qingfeng sighed, then fell from the sky, and nodded politely to Jiang Qiulan: "Girl, please come this way."

"Good work."

Jiang Qiulan nodded slightly and followed the other person down the mountain.

It wasn't until he reached the foot of the mountain that Qingfeng glanced furtively above and said, "Don't pay attention to her. You're a crazy woman. She always thinks that she is the only true inheritance of the master. She holds the token all day long. , showing off the majesty of her senior sister."

"Calm down later. If Master asks you, just say it. She wasn't scolding you just now, she was just trying to save some face for that crazy woman."

Having said this, Qingfeng smiled encouragingly.

Jiang Qiulan was stunned for a moment. Before he could reply, he suddenly felt another wave of spiritual pressure coming from the top of the mountain, hitting the young man mercilessly.

"puff!"

Qingfeng Zhenren's whole body flew out.

There were several gaps on his body.

"Ouch……"

After lying on the ground for a moment, he got up with a grin on his face.

Although his cultivation was extremely close to the late stage of divine transformation, facing that spiritual pressure, the outcome was exactly the same as Jiang Qiulan's.

He glared at the top of the mountain angrily, looking very aggrieved as he dared not speak in anger.

"Go, go, go!"

Qingfeng shook his sleeves and limped towards the quiet path at the foot of the mountain.

Until you walk from the secluded path into the interior of the mountain.

He then breathed a sigh of relief and stamped his feet angrily: "When Senior Brother Nie breaks through and reaches Divine Transformation, he will definitely help me regain my face! He actually beat me in front of my disciple, just wait and see!"

"..."

Jiang Qiulan followed him silently.

The more she came into contact with them, the more she discovered that the people in Wutong Mountain had very weird personalities, and almost no one was normal.

With Master Qingfeng's state of mind, he was already a guarding presence in Kyushu in Daqian.

But on this mountain, there is still a bit of childishness.

After leading Jiang Qiulan to a cave similar to a waterfall in the mountains, Master Qingfeng stopped and said, "It's not convenient for me to go in, so you can go by yourself."

After saying that, he simply withdrew.

Jiang Qiulan nodded his thanks and walked in slowly.

Amidst the crisp sound of water, a clear pool appeared in front of us, with a lotus-shaped stone platform in the pool.

In the middle of the stone platform, a woman is wearing a tulle, with black hair reaching her hips, sitting quietly on the lotus platform. She has a face that is extremely beautiful, and her skin is white, tender and firm. She looks very young, but her expression is obviously mature. flavor.

Jiang Qiulan was in a daze for a moment.

Look around subconsciously.

She couldn't connect the person in front of her with the ancestor of Wutong Mountain, and she couldn't even relate to the voice that came from the token just now.

This doesn't matter.

The surrounding area was covered with some kind of dead spiritual branches, like countless sharp claws protruding from the stone wall.

"I tried to transplant some old trees, but unfortunately they failed."

The woman chuckled and shook her head: "Don't be too surprised. It's just that this state can make me temporarily forget about the end of my life. You have done a lot of hard work over the years."

As she spoke, she waved slightly.

The skill in Jiang Qiulan's hand fell out of her hand and fell into her palm.

"Don't worry, I don't care how the named disciple died or how you got this technique, just like I won't care how you died in the future."

"All I care about is how long I can live."

"So being my disciple is actually not a good thing. Of course, as long as you see the right person, it's not as difficult as it is said outside."

The woman put away the scroll of Shenxiao Zhenlei Sword Technique, leaned back again, and gently raised her index finger to her lips: "When I recruit disciples, I like to recruit people with weird personalities. The Taoism has been lost, and I think only paranoid people can do it." , can we find a way out."

"Nie Jun has a murderous nature, Chao'an has a pure heart, and his methods are vicious. Qingfeng is a coward, and Lingxi'er is stupid..."

"And you seem a little arrogant. Although they are all arrogant, you are a little different. You really don't take us seriously and have no awe in your heart."

Jiang Qiulan listened quietly to the other party's words.

The woman slowly closed her eyes. She was curious about the reason why the other party acted like this, so she asked someone to bring her in.

Now that I really looked at it, I realized that Jiang Qiulan was not forcing himself.

This made the curiosity in the woman's heart even more intense.

"Sit for a while. When Ling Xi'er's anger subsides, you can find a secluded place to build a wooden house by yourself."

From beginning to end, the woman didn't give Jiang Qiulan any chance to speak, and fell into a false sleep again.

Seeing this, Jiang Qiulan calmly found a comfortable place and sat down immediately.

Just then, on top of the mountain.

Master Lingxi looked indifferently at the young man walking back slowly: "..."

Master Qingfeng hurriedly quickened his pace and fled behind Jun Nie. He also pushed Tang Yuan who was hiding behind him: "You are a coward! You are really embarrassing to me!"

"That's almost it."

Nie Jun finally reached out and called the mysterious sword into his palm: "When she comes out later, let her come to see me. I have something to ask."

"What if I don't let her find you?"

Master Lingxi narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a cold voice.

Hearing this, Nie Jun casually held a sword flower, pointed the sword edge at the senior sister, raised his eyebrows and said, "You want to try?"

Watching the two of them confront each other.

A sinister smile formed on the corners of Tongxinchuan's lips, her fingertips swayed slightly and twisted a strand of gold thread.

The senior sister has a higher realm, but she still can't find any trace of the Taoist palace.

Nie Jun has not yet broken through to the realm of perfection, but Zixiao Divine Thunder Sword Palace has begun to take shape, and the two are evenly matched.

Waiting to see who falls behind, I will take the opportunity to give him a cold whip.

"Tsk, tsk."

Qingfeng poked his head out curiously. Is it possible that there could really be a fight today?

But it's normal.

The master was in trouble and was taken in by a farmer. After recuperating his health, he simply took the farmer's daughter as his disciple.

The eldest sister has been growing up with her master. She is deeply favored and pampered, and she regards her group of fellow apprentices as juniors.

However, his strength was easily overtaken by Senior Brother Nie.

Today, even the only thing that kept her proud was provoked by Jiang Qiulan, and she might really lose her temper.

"Just accept your temper."

Yu Chaoan finally woke up and rushed out of the wooden house: "Several other senior brothers and sisters are still busy in Thousand Demons Cave. If you don't practice well, you actually start internal strife here."

"What were you doing just now?" Tong Xinchuan looked at the tense atmosphere being interrupted and glanced over dissatisfied.

"I'm sleeping...No, I'm injured!"

Seeing everyone watching, Yu Chaoan was speechless: "Okay, okay, I'm going to visit the Thousand Monster Cave again, but don't forget, Master is not confining you to relax, it's to prevent Youwei When the time comes, I will bring a group of demon emperors out to take revenge. If you are really injured because of some boring things, let's see how Master will deal with you."

boom!

Seeing the senior sister slamming the door in, Yu Chaoan rolled his eyes and headed towards the Thousand Monster Cave in the clouds.