Hearing Wen Zongyi's long sigh and seeing the familiar sadness on his face, Lin Yige knew without guessing that he thought of "his" Wu Lan again.
She looked at the sky and listed all Wen Caiwei's achievements from the beginning to the present.
"When Caiwei first started, he practiced a set of basic boxing skills. Later, he also understood the Shuiyue Jinghua Jue, and then used Yunshan Zhumi to enhance the Chaos Spiritual Root, and the Earth Fire Mingyi Sword Spirit chose it as the main one...
…”
Lin Yige glanced at Wen Zongyi and was extremely convinced: "You must have prepared something for her."
Wen Zongyi treated his niece Wen Caiwei with all his heart and soul, never sparing money and spiritual stones. How could he forget to prepare elixirs, talismans, magic weapons and the like for her?
He glanced at the top of the Wuling Mountain. Wen Caiwei and Wen Caihe were standing together, and beside them was a young woman with dark skin and an alien appearance.
That was Yu Mingyue whom Caiwei often mentioned. She was a Jiuli witch with a late-stage Jindan cultivation.
Jiang Yan, who has outstanding appearance but a bit of femininity in the ring, and therefore seems to be indistinguishable from male to female, also has the late stage cultivation of Jindan.
After seeing the three members of the Guiyi Sect, Wen Zongyi even frowned and said, "We have indeed made some preparations, but Caiwei is only at the middle stage of Jindan cultivation. Whether he can free up his hands to use those elixirs and talismans is also a question.
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Lin Yige pondered for a moment and said: "To tell you the truth, among the three golden elixir-level disciples from the Guiyi sect who have returned, the one I am most worried about is not Caiwei, but Jiang Yan."
As a Jiuli shrine maiden, Yu Mingyue has not only the monk's spells, swordsmanship and other means, but also the Gu King accompanying her. She can summon various kinds of Gu insects that are difficult for Jiuzhou monks to resist.
And Jiang Yan has had excellent luck since joining the Guiyi Sect.
His journey has been smooth sailing, and he has rarely encountered any truly powerful enemies, nor has he had any life-or-death crises.
He knows the sword tactics by heart and knows the sword skills by heart, but he has not yet been able to cultivate his sword energy to the point where he can freely retract and release it; the black gold sword in his hand has never been used against the enemy.
Lin Yige said helplessly: "Maybe even he himself doesn't know what Jiang Yan's sword skills are."
With Jiang Yan's prefecture-level qualifications and his single-minded focus on cultivation, he should have reached the peak of the golden elixir stage long ago.
But he finally breathed his last.
Cultivation is like sailing against the current. If you don’t advance, you will retreat.
If things continue like this, Jiang Yan may become the first and only true disciple in the history of the Guiyi Sect who cannot realize the sword's intention!
This may be the downside of his extraordinary luck.
This battle between geniuses may be an opportunity for him.
Wen Zongyi heard Lin Yige's words and glanced at Jiang Yan, who was in a hard fight, "If you use the geniuses of the nine major sects as whetstones to sharpen Jiang Yan, at least give him a decent spiritual sword!" <
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At a glance, you can tell that although the Xuanjin Sword in Jiang Yan's hand is a better grade among the Guiyi Sect's standard spirit swords, it is still an ordinary standard long sword after all.
It cannot be compared with the Earth Fire Mingyi Sword in Wen Caiwei's hand.
As for sword cultivators, their swords must be full of spirituality, and they must be struck wherever they are directed, and must be consistent with their nature.
"You still say that I am partial, but you are no more fair than me!" Wen Zongyi seized the opportunity and ridiculed her in turn.
Lin Yige smiled awkwardly, but remembered the matter in her heart.
It’s no wonder she ignored Jiang Yan.
Jiang Yan has no consciousness of being a true disciple and always walks alone in Heming Mountain.
Fortunately, he doesn't like to socialize, otherwise he would make his colleagues itch every time he opens his mouth, which is really not conducive to the unity of the sect.
At the moment, we are unable to find a suitable spiritual sword for Jiang Yan, so we can only wait until after the Tianjiao battle to make arrangements.
Or just wait until Jiang Yan chooses a master, and then his own master buys it for Jiang Yan.
……
At this moment, there was a stabbing sound on the ring, and a large gash was opened in Zhang Yi's Taoist robe - Jiang Yan's unexpected sword slashed across Zhang Yi's thigh.
Originally, Jiang Yan's cultivation level was lower, and he was a bit strict when performing sword moves. He mostly attacked the upper, middle and lower Dantian, trying to defeat the enemy with one move.
But these clumsy tricks are naturally not enough in front of Zhang Yi, a genius sword cultivator from the Tianyan Sword Sect who only meets once in a century.
Zhang Yi was just teasing him, so he didn't show his true skills.
Even so, Jiang Yan is still at a disadvantage.
But after the sound of cracking silk, the situation subtly changed.
Jiang Yan's eyes lit up slightly, as if he had enlightened, and he began to attack Zhang Yi's "weaknesses" regardless of how many times he was hit by the sword wind.
After taking the risk, Jiang Yan became more skillful with the sword and became faster and faster.
Zhang Yi, on the other hand, used his rat weapon to protect himself from the intense sword attacks.
Afterwards, Jiang Yan firmly gained the upper hand and the situation reversed.
The more Jiang Yan fought, the more courageous he became, and he vaguely realized a truth: as long as he attacks the opponent's weakness quickly enough, he is the only one who can attack!
Across Yuzhou Wen's flying boat, there were many monks holding swords in the air.
At this time, seeing the beautiful young man with red lips and white teeth not giving up until he cut off Zhang Yi's evil roots, people couldn't help but talk about it.
"Is Jiang Yan crazy or am I crazy?"
"Isn't Jiang Yan a disciple of the Guiyi sect? Why does he only attack people from the lower third? Isn't this too much?"
"Is this too much? You would be a fool to ignore your weaknesses and not attack them!"
"Fellow Taoist is right! As monks, we should have no flaws in our body!"
……
The discussion dispersed with the wind and did not attract too many people's attention.
Lin Yige controlled the "Gu Xiaoyun" transformed into a phantom puppet and kept an eye on Jiang Yan even more closely.
Under Jiang Yan's tireless attack, Zhang Yi's thoughts of pity for the beauty and the beauty of the jade also dissipated.
The tiger didn't show off its power, and was teased by this little raccoon slave as a sick cat!
Zhang Yi controlled the sword with both hands at the same time, and the spiritual sword divided into dozens of sword shadows. Each sword shadow turned into an orange-red sword energy, which was like a raging flame and burned when touched.
Dozens of orange-red sword energies are coming in a flash, and they are bound to smash all the bones of Jiang Yan's limbs!
Jiang Yan did not dodge or dodge. He swung the Xuanjin sword and sent out several light sword energy, which went straight to Zhang Yi's lower abdomen.
Zhang Yi screamed in pain, and at the same time, Jiang Yan was hit by dozens of sword energies.
The protective armor under his Taoist robe emits a burst of soft white light, which offsets the sword energy by 70%.
The armor seemed to have exceeded its endurance limit, and there were endless sounds like breaking strings. It eventually shattered into pieces of leather armor the size of fingernails and was completely scrapped.
The sword energy still had 30% remaining, and it tore Jiang Yan's Taoist robe into tatters, leaving bloody wounds on his limbs that were deep enough to see the bones.
Jiang Yan had enough elixirs on his body, and he threw another healing elixir into his mouth. In an instant, his mouth was scabbed and he returned to his original state.
It was just the pain from the sword wounds left by the sword energy on his limbs that left a deep impression on him.
Jiang Yan raised his hand and changed into a new robe of a disciple of the Guiyi Sect, which completely covered his skin like mutton-fat white jade.
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I've been mentally exhausted recently, so this month's update may be unstable (meaning it occasionally breaks for a day).