Chapter 27 Lingjianzong

The mountains are deep and densely forested, the birds roar, the apes jump, and the beasts roar.

Wuchi sat under the tree, quietly opened the jade bottle, sniffed gently, and only felt refreshed. He praised in the bottom of his heart, a bottle of fragrant dew.

Since I knocked out a sentence from that Sanxiu's mouth ten days ago, and since then, I have really ascended to the sky.

As for the scattered little brother, hey, isn't the brother used to sell it? In a few decades, he will go to the place where he was smashed to worship as an apology.

This deep mountain and dense forest is rarely visited. Living here is really good for self-cultivation. Maybe thousands of years ago, there were really high-level people living in seclusion. Thinking about it, the news of Xiandan will probably not be wrong.

"Wuchi, hurry up!"

A shout came from afar, and his tone was very impatient, and a mockery came faintly with the breeze.

Wuchi sneered from the bottom of his heart and said secretly, "When I get these many elixir secrets, Qiongdan Yulu, and make progress in the future, with your things, you are also worthy of my eyes?"

He was disdainful, but his face showed flattery. He quickly ran out and came to the crowd and said with a smile, "Brother, the weather is a little hot and I drink a lot of water. I can't hold it. There's really nothing I can do. After all, my younger brother's cultivation is shallow and has not yet stepped into the realm of nourishment, which is far inferior to your brothers.

A big flattery patted him, and several brothers' faces softened a little. One of them urged, "Go quickly, so as not to let people go first."

"Yes, yes." Wuchi nodded repeatedly.

At this moment, a young man with a long sword and a cold face said coldly, "Is there any rumor about this?"

Under the scorching sun, the leaves were also curled and slightly burnt yellow, but when Wuchi heard this, he immediately fell into an ice cave and said in a trembling voice: "Brother Mingjian, that boy was drunk by me. After knocking out his words, he wiped his neck with a dagger and threw him down the cliff. No one knows except our sect."

The young man looked at him and looked indifferent.

Wuchi was so scared that his whole body trembled. This brother was no better than other brothers. He had practiced Zhenpai swordsmanship since he was a child. The sword of his own destiny, the main way of killing, and the sword spirit penetrated a hundred steps. Under the same level, no one could stop his sword.

The four or five brothers around are all disciples of this sect, but this one is far better than others. He is the core disciple of the Lingjian Sect and practices the swordsmanship of the town school. His status is comparable to that of the elders and has a long future.

But seeing this man in a green shirt, carrying a long sword and indifferent breath, he is like a swordsman in the secular world, but he is more than a swordsman, more than a thousand times better than a swordsman?

There was a ghost in Wuchi's heart. He always felt that the eyes of his brother in blue seemed to be able to peel off the heavy disguise of his heart. Unconsciously, he made him sweat coldly.

The man in blue slowly got up and walked forward.

The rest of the people followed.

Between the mountains and fields, fierce beasts and falcons are not rare.

Along the way, many blind beasts and fierce birds rely on their sharp claws to attack constantly. However, any wolf, insect, tiger and leopard are like paper paste, and they are killed under the hands of everyone, leaving a mutilated body and full of blood.

Wuchi swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Although he saw a lot along the way, he couldn't help but be appalled every time he saw such a scene. He had to know that these wolves, insects, tigers and leopards were all murderers that could easily kill him.

Qingshan Jianxiu asked, "How long will it take?"

Wuchi replied respectfully, "It will take about three days to get to that cave."

The green shirt Jianxiu looked back and said, "I hope there is a fairy elixir, otherwise..."

A cold hum made Wuchi sweat like rain.

"Brother, there is a cave ahead." Suddenly, a disciple in front of him spoke out.

The green-shirted sword repair still walked forward as if he hadn't heard of it.

The disciple surnamed Chen, who just made a sound, gritted his teeth and said bravely, "Brother, I watch the sky. It will be cloudy and rainy tonight. Now that it's almost evening and the night is coming, why don't you rest here?"

The green shirt Jianxiu meditated for a moment and nodded.

The disciple surnamed Chen was relieved and said, "Brother, stay here for a moment. I will go to the cave to explore. If there is anything like a lonely wolf and a bear, I will kill it, clean it up, and pave a piant for my brother."

Qingshan Jianxiu nodded with satisfaction.

The disciple surnamed Chen took the order.

This good errand was taken by Chen. Wu Chi secretly scolded and only sighed that he was not good at it. He was afraid that he would encounter some fierce beast in the cave and die without a whole body.

Wu Chi scolded seventeen or eight sentences in his heart, and saw the disciple surnamed Chen's pale face and ran back awkwardly, with a few wisps of blood hanging on the corners of his mouth. Wuchi couldn't help sweating coldly. Even such a master surnamed Chen made others look like this with less than a cup of tea. If he went there by himself, wouldn't he deliver food?

"Brother, there is a woman in the cave." The disciple surnamed Chen covered his chest and his face was bloodless.

The green shirt sword Xiu looked calm and asked, "How long have you been in?"

Without waiting for others to answer, Wu Chi replied, "It's just seventeen or eight sentences."

Nonsense, since he hit Chen entered the hole, he has been cursing from the bottom of his heart and scolding 17 or 18 sentences, and this guy called back to others. Isn't it thegong fu of 17 or 18 sentences?

When he saw Chen's resentment, Wuchi secretly complained. He was quick for a moment and didn't worry about the consequences at all. Now he thought about it, and the future life would not be easy.

Qingshan Jianxiu snorted, got up and came to the cave, and shouted, "Who is in the cave? Report it!"

"Yun Xuanmen, Lin Yun." The woman's voice in the cave is so pleasant, just like the sound of clear water by the stream.

Isn't Yunxuanmen one of the nine immortal gates in Zhongzhou?

Everyone's faces changed slightly.

Qing Shan Jianxiu frowned and said, "Why did you hurt my disciples?"

"The words are rude and obscene. Looking at the love of Taibai Jianzong and my Yunxuanmen as the nine major sects of Taoism, he left him to die." The woman's voice was still pleasant, but a little colder.

Qingshan Jianxiu sneered and said, "My disciple of Lingjian Sect is not the turn of outsiders to teach me a lesson."

The woman in the cave was silent.

Everyone only said that the other party was afraid, and the green-shirted sword was about to open its mouth. Suddenly, the woman in the cave said again: "If it's the Taibai Sword Sect, it's okay. The Lingjian Sect is just a branch of the Taibai Sword Sect. It barely set foot in the first-class sect, which is also worthy of my Yunxuanmen?"

The face of the green shirt sword was dark, and he said coldly, "What about Yunxuanmen? He died in the wilderness, and no one collected the body for you.

After saying that, he turned his head and asked, "What did you say before?"

The monk surnamed Chen hesitated for a long time and dared not speak.

The coldness in the eyes of the green-shirted monk became heavier and heavier, which made the monk surnamed Chen smile bitterly and had to say, "I just let her give way, but..."

"Just what?"

"Let her serve her brother before she leaves." The monk surnamed Chen lowered his head and told the truth.

The green-shirted monk nodded and said, "This is very true."

Before he finished speaking, he pulled out his sword and walked into the cave.

"I don't know that the disciple of Yunxuanmen is compared with my core true disciple of Lingjian Sect, but what? Of course, I don't mind letting the female disciples of Yunxuanmen serve.

The rest looked at each other and finally gritted their teeth and followed them in.