Three hundred and twenty-five, it’s your own fault
Lu Jiu shouted in his heart that something was wrong, and Master Feng didn’t seem very happy.
The thighs of the number one immortal in the mountains and seas are really not that easy to hug.
In this way, there is only one way left: make an oath of heaven to increase your sincerity.
Fortunately, the heavenly vows in the mountain and sea world only exist within the mountain and sea world, soaring to the three thousand worlds. There will be no obstacles in the way back to the bridge.
Lu Jiu closed his eyes, raised his right hand, pointed three fingers towards the sky, and said solemnly: "Little demon Lu Jiu, swear an oath to heaven..."
Before he could say the oath, he was interrupted by something strange coming from above his head.
Lu Jiu subconsciously raised his eyes, only to see Feng Qingqing holding a long orange hair in his hand and shaking his head. The long hair disappeared without a trace in an instant.
If you read it correctly, that red hair is the most colorful one in the middle of your forehead, but...
Why doesn’t Master Feng speak?
What does shaking your head mean? Is it dissatisfaction or polite refusal?
...The number one immortal in the mountains and seas is really unpredictable!
Lu Jiu sighed with emotion and looked at Lin Yige for help.
Seeing the confusion in Lu Jiu's dark eyes, Lin Yige smiled and explained: "What my senior sister means is that Senior Lu Jiu does not have to swear an oath. If you are not good for the Guiyi Sect, there is no need for heaven to deal with you.
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When Lu Jiu heard this, his eyes suddenly widened and he wanted to cry but had no tears.
There is no need for Tiandao to take action. Is it possible that Feng Qingqing will take action himself?
Doesn't that mean that not only in the realm of mountains and seas, but also in the universe and the three thousand worlds, he and Lu Jiu cannot have two minds?
This, this is not as good as swearing to heaven!
I regret it now... No, no, no, I don’t dare to regret it.
Since Feng Qingqing can unknowingly pluck out the long, most lustrous hair on his head, he can naturally break his own neck easily.
In this way, Lin Yige is definitely pretending to be worried that Feng Qingqing will be trapped in the Zhuxian Sword Formation!
Damn it, Renxiu is really insidious and cunning!
But having said that, he, Lu Jiu, will have food, drink and support from now on, without having to become a slave and spiritual pet of human cultivators. Where can he find such good things?
Thinking like this, Lu Jiu couldn't help but grin, her white eyebrows almost flying into the sky.
"Okay, okay! That's great!" Lu Jiu nodded repeatedly as if he was afraid that something might change. He turned to Wen Caiwei and urged, "What are you waiting for? Take me to the bamboo forest for shelter!"
Wen Caiwei made a gesture of invitation and whispered softly: "Senior Lu Jiu, please come this way."
"Tell me, senior, to see more people. Call me senior brother. That's not right. It's better to call me senior uncle..."
……
Seeing Wen Caiwei leading Lu Jiu into the Ziyang Palace, Lin Yige walked over with a guilty conscience, pulled the senior sister's sleeve and shook it gently, smiling flatteringly.
Before he could explain, Lin Yige was carried by a gust of cold wind and brought to the Great Cold Cave under Jiuzhong Cliff.
As soon as Lin Yige stabilized her figure, she looked up and saw Tanxiao.
Most of his body was sealed by a thick layer of ice, and his hair and eyebrows were stained with white frost.
Seeing this ear-responsing god in the Great Cold Cave, Lin Yige couldn't help but gloated: "Second Senior Brother, are you cold or not?"
This time, I listened to half of the conversation and hurriedly complained, but I couldn't explain the ins and outs. In the eyes of the senior sister, I was suspected of making a false accusation. It is normal to be punished and face the wall.
Tanxiao glared at Lin Yige slowly. Due to the presence of his senior sister, he softened his tone and said gently: "Then tell me, how do you deal with the Immortal Killing Sword Formation? Why did you make arrangements on your own initiative?
?"
Feng Qingqing frowned slightly, and rarely opened her mouth: "Huh?"
The senior sister opened her mouth, and Lin Yige quickly calmed down her expression and told the story of the Immortal Killing Sword Formation in detail.
"Lu Jiu saw with his own eyes that Du Quegu, the leader of Wuwu Mountain, conspired with several elders of the Nine Sects in an attempt to set up the Immortal Killing Sword Formation to deal with Senior Sister..."
"Not against you?" Tanxiao interrupted.
"How could it be me?" Lin Yige asked.
Talking and laughing, I now come to realize that in the eyes of outsiders, the junior junior sister is just a seventh-generation disciple Lin Xisheng with mediocre qualifications. Using the Zhuxian Sword Formation to deal with such a Nascent Soul monk is simply killing a chicken with a sledgehammer.
This time he brought it upon himself and received the punishment in vain.
Feng Qingqing has already relaxed her eyebrows, and although the breath on her body is cold, it is not as cold as before.
Fortunately, what Jiuzong wants to deal with is not a junior sister who cannot protect herself.
Seeing that the elder sister softened her expression, Lin Yige struck while the iron was hot and continued to explain: "To set up the formation, we need four fairy swords. Apart from the fairy swords from Shenji Sect and Tianyan Sword Sect, there is still one missing. They took a fancy to the earth in Caiwei's hand.
Huo Ming Yi Sword. Just in time, I also want the three immortal swords in the hands of Jiu Zong. They have the intention first, don’t blame me for the second thought.”
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Tanxiao glanced at the purple bamboo whip on Lin Yige's waist, exhaled a mouthful of white mist, and asked: "You already have the sword spirit Gengxin, and your little disciple Caiwei also has the Mingyi sword. Do you want other immortal swords?"
What to do?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Geng Xin turned into a human form, pursed his lips and leaned his head on Lin Yige's arm. He looked at her aggrievedly and said, "That's it! Why does the master want another fairy sword?"
The master had previously told the Nine-Section Wolf Demon Cultivator that he wanted to destroy the three fairy swords. Why has he changed his mind now?
If she can't give a reasonable explanation, she will cause trouble!
Geng Xin's thoughts were all written on her face. Lin Yige poked her forehead in a funny way and said: "You have eaten all the spiritual swords accumulated by generations of disciples of the Guiyi Sect in the Sword Tomb at Wuying Peak. I want that."
The three fairy swords are just to fill the sword tomb."
After the Guiyi Sect disciples form a pill and enter the inner gate, they can go to the Sword Tomb to choose a suitable spiritual sword.
At present, there are only a handful of new disciples who have entered the inner sect, and they can still use the spiritual swords attached to the spiritual light that Geng Xin did not swallow before.
But it won’t be long before more and more new disciples form the inner sect and enter the inner sect.
The Guiyi sect, which focuses on swordsmanship, can’t possibly be unable to produce a decent spiritual sword, right?
Talking and laughing, he asked, "There are only three immortal swords. How can we fill the huge sword tomb?"
"Mix those fairy swords tempered by the sword spirits into the refining materials and re-smelt them to create more than a hundred spirit swords. Then refining new spirit swords for the three sword spirits to live in and reborn."
The fairy sword uses the sword as flesh and blood, and the spirit as soul.
Lin Yige's method is to break the bones and flesh of the sword spirit into pieces, knead them evenly, and reshape multiple new bodies, extracting the soul and replacing it with a new body.
When the objects in this world become spirits, what they pursue is nothing more than freedom and freedom.
If the spirit body has been suppressed and restrained for a long time, driven by slavery, it will be a matter of time before the spiritual body is extinguished.
Between the destruction of spiritual intelligence and the reshaping of the physical body, there is no doubt about the choice that the Fairy Sword and Sword Spirit will make.
Lin Yige smiled slyly and said: "With Geng Xin here, those sword spirits will definitely be willing to join me and join the same sect. Maybe by then, Senior Nephew will be able to receive a more suitable spiritual sword, so Second Senior Brother can rest assured.
Yes."
Gengxin leaned against her master, nodded obediently, and pulled the sword spirit away from the sword. She had become perfect at doing this.
After chatting and laughing for a moment, he said awkwardly: "Okay, I misunderstood you this time."
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Qingqing's glazed eyes turned slightly, and then a gust of wind and snow enveloped Shang Xiao and threw him out of the Great Cold Cave.