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Chapter 122 Official Disciple

 The man in black robe nodded at Jiang Yunlai, then forced out a smile and said: "Haha, congratulations to Junior Master Jiang for successfully establishing the foundation and becoming an official disciple of my Qingxu Sect. I have already sent a message to the deacon elder,

After a while, elders came here to take my nephew to worship at my Qingxu Sect's ancestral hall. After being officially registered, Senior Nephew Jiang could change his name to "senior brother". At this point, senior brother had to

I praise my nephew for his excellent talent. You have gathered the perfect Taoist foundation this time, but it has caused a great sensation in the sect."

"Thank you for your praise, senior. It's just a fluke that my disciple was able to successfully build the foundation. If we do it again, we won't have such good luck." Jiang Rui didn't dare to neglect and hurriedly saluted and replied.

"Haha... Monks go against the will of nature, and luck is naturally a part of their strength. Why should Junior Sister Jiang belittle herself?" The man in black robe laughed, not caring much.

When Jiang Yunlai saw this, he naturally chuckled in response.

After a while, a figure flashed outside the attic door, and a middle-aged man with a smile walked in. Looking at the clothes, he was Chu Lingfeng's cultivator!

An hour later, Jiang Yunlai left the Ancestral Hall where Chu Lingfeng was located, and returned to Fuyu Mountain by crane.

Half a day later, Xiaoli taught her the flying technique, and under his dedicated guidance, she was able to fly on the clouds.

The next day, Jiang Yunlai talked all night in the hut with Jiuyi, who had been waiting to congratulate him.

On the third day, after she responded to countless communication talismans one by one, she truly adapted to her status as a foundation-building uncle.

Half a month later, Jiang Yunlai was sitting cross-legged in his hut, with a magic circle about ten feet in size engraved on the ground in front of him.

This magic circle was taught to her by Xiaoli, and it has a miraculous effect of getting twice the result with half the effort when practicing magic weapons.

In the center of the magic circle, a piercing moonlight sword was quietly suspended in it, and at the same time, a dozen runes on the surface were flashing with aura.

The girl in white quickly used some kind of magical technique with her bare hands, and sprayed out balls of essence from her mouth, all of which disappeared into the long sword in a flash.

It is obvious that she is refining this high-level magic sword.

With her original cultivation level, she could only refine the ten levels of restrictions on this sword with all her efforts, but now that she has been successfully promoted to a foundation-building cultivator, her mana has suddenly increased by more than ten times, so she naturally plans to use the restrictions behind this sword.

Excite it all.

Although she was not a real sword cultivator, this Light Splitting Sword was of great help to her, so as soon as her cultivation was stable, she couldn't wait to practice the Light Splitting Sword again.

As long as Wan fully masters this sword, if she activates it again, its power will naturally be completely different from before.

Seeing more and more runes lighting up on the surface of the sword, and the twentieth rune appearing flickeringly, Jiang Yunlai couldn't help but feel a hint of joy on his delicate little face. The finger gestures in his hands were coming again.

After a change, the barrier outside the house suddenly swayed and made a buzzing sound.

Jiang Yunlai was stunned and glanced outside the house. She had already told Xiaoli and Jiuyi about her retreat to worship and refine the magic sword. There were no outsiders on Fuyu Mountain. How could there be anyone at the critical moment when she was casting a spell?

Come to disturb her.

I don't know what she was thinking about, but her face changed slightly, and she executed a spell in her hand. The long moonlight sword was still suspended in the air, and she made a move with one hand, and a cold silver light flew from outside the house.

Come, after circling, it stopped steadily in front of her eyes and turned into a three-inch-long sword-shaped telegraph.

Jiang Yunlai's eyes swept over the sword talisman that was frozen to the bone, and her expression immediately changed. After she pondered for a moment, she stretched out her hand, and an extremely overbearing cold air exploded instantly, revealing a line of small silver letters.

It emerges.

This extremely familiar sword-shaped talisman is a letter from Fairy Quyao, the leader of Fuyu Mountain, and she was asked to go to the main hall on the top of Fuyu Mountain to meet her immediately, saying that she had something to tell her.

Jiang Yunlai's heart trembled. Naturally, she did not dare to ignore Fairy Qu Yao's message.

So she quickly clasped her hands and cast spells, interrupting the ritual of refining the splitting lightsaber, sheathing the long sword, leaving a message to inform Xiaoli and the others of her whereabouts, and then left the hut.<

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After a moment, Jiang Yunlai stepped on a three-foot-wide white cloud and left Shining, heading straight for the palace shrouded in clouds above his head.

It didn't take long for her to see the extremely shocking sea of ​​stars, rain and clouds. She looked at the two wide open palace doors, and naturally felt extremely emotional in her heart.

The last time she came here, she was still an ignorant village girl. Now, she can be called a fairy by the qi-training monks.

Her experiences in the past few years have also made her grow a lot.

Before she could continue her emotion, Fairy Qu Yao's faint voice came from the hall: "We've already reached the door, what are you doing standing still?"

"Yes, Master!"

Jiang Yunlai felt a chill in his heart when he heard this. After he respectfully agreed, he walked in full of doubts.

At the top of the hall, Fairy Qu Yao, dressed in ice-blue palace clothes, was sitting on the main seat holding a thin golden book in her hands, looking like she had been waiting for a long time.

But the strange thing is that her body exudes a faint fluorescent light and is not physical.

Jiang Yunlai was surprised, but he did not dare to neglect. He quickly stepped forward to salute, and then stood respectfully in the main hall.

"I have called you here this time to formally accept you as Fuyu's closed disciple." Fairy Qu Yao put down the thin scroll in her hand and said gently.

"Disciple bows to the Master!"

Jiang Yunlai was overjoyed when he heard this, and quickly knelt down to bow and bow.

"Well, get up." Fairy Qu Yao nodded with satisfaction. With a flick of her hand, an invisible force floated to Jiang Yunlai's knees.

"Thank you, Master." Jiang Yunlai stood up without hesitation.

"It is indeed beyond my expectation that you can be promoted to the foundation building stage so quickly. However, this is not my real body, so there is no need to pay homage to me."

"My true body has gone to Rakshasa to seek that glimmer of opportunity. I am just a trace of spiritual thought left by Fairy Qu Yao." The woman in palace clothes smiled slightly, and her expression and movements were no different from those of the real person.

"I see, but it's not wrong to call your senior your master. However, since it's just a small matter like accepting me as a disciple, the master can just leave a message. Why do you need to mobilize the troops like this?" Jiang Yun

Lai was suddenly enlightened, and asked cautiously, expressing his confusion.

"You are smart. My true body is contaminated with a trace of demonic energy. This demonic aura has troubled me for many years. Now that I am about to make a breakthrough, I must find a way to eliminate this demonic aura." Fairy Qu Yao, who was above, still maintained.

The way he held the thin roll in his hand, his voice was gentle.

"Demon energy?" Jiang Yunlai was shocked. Thinking of the last time Xiaoli went to the Rakshasa Domain, he suddenly understood something.

A monk who is contaminated by evil spirits will sooner or later fall into the devil's path and become a demon, and will never recover.

But the Fairy Qu Yao she saw before didn’t look like someone contaminated by demonic energy!


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