"That's strange... She just got this thing in her hands not long ago. I saw that she usually lives in the sect except for the medical center where you stay. How come there is nothing there? Is it possible that she noticed this in advance?"
The man holding the sword ventured to guess.
Chen Zeshen expressed that this was unlikely and shook his head: "This thing can only be useful if it is in our hands. Jiang Su is a new person involved in the situation and will not know what happened between us."
The man in black crossed his chest with his hands and held the sword in front of him. He raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, and said in a soft tone, "Did you say it?" Was the implication exposed?
Chen Zeshen's eyes turned cold as he looked at him, "Huh, it's a failure. This time you see that my plan is more than half successful, so you start to throw dirty water on me?"
"Are you on the verge of failure? Do you really think you will succeed?" The man in black robe said calmly, and there was pity in his eyes when he looked at Chen Zeshen.
"Xu Yan!" Chen Zeshen suddenly shouted angrily.
"Don't look at me like that! Isn't it because of your inaction that we are here today?"
The man in the pink shirt is rarely angry. He has always hidden his emotions very well. How could it be so easy to hold on for so long?
Is he really angry or...
The man in black robe gave him face, and comforted him at the right time: "Don't be angry, every time you and I discuss this, we will inevitably have a quarrel. This time, regardless of success or failure, I have no complaints, and I will listen to you."
The man in black robe looked at the lines at the corners of his robe, and there was a faint light flickering and gradually dimming.
"The rune will expire within five breaths. It's time for me to leave. I will continue to keep an eye on the movements of Jiang Su and the people around her. You must be careful here."
After finishing speaking, the man in black robe made a secret with his fingertips, turned around and left with his sword in hand, disappearing from Chen Zeshen's eyes.
"...This kind of thing will never fail..."
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"Look! The sword cultivators at Sword Peak this year are still wearing the clothes from five years ago! The man in the middle has black clothes that have turned gray after washing."
"Hahahahaha I knew they wouldn't be able to save money in five years!"
"You don't understand. Jianfeng's path of immortality is different from ours. If we want to write good talismans, we need cinnabar-red brushes, smooth brush hairs, and good talisman paper."
land……"
A Fu cultivator who was laughing and joking at the side suddenly interrupted: "Hey, Ji Yunjian, what's the matter with you? Why are you talking and talking to Xini again? We agreed that we must step on Jianfeng.
, you want to appear out of nowhere and be the peacemaker again?"
The disciple who was called Ji Yunjian laughed when he heard this, and subconsciously touched his forehead, "Damn, we are all from the same sect, so we can't say harsh words."
"Hmph, I think it's not because you're from the same class that you can't say harsh words, I think you don't want to say bad things about your sister An!"
Ji Yunjian's ears immediately turned red when he heard this.
When the Fu Xiu saw Ji Yunjian's appearance, he even wanted to go around him to make fun of him.
"You guys are so talkative, how did you get into Taoism?"
A sharp female voice suddenly sounded, and several people focused their attention on the place where the voice came from. They saw a young girl in green clothes stepping on a hatchet, making a secret with one hand and holding the other behind her back.
It's Jiang Su.
After hearing Jiang Su's words, Fu Xiu didn't make a fuss. Instead, he greeted enthusiastically: "It turns out to be Junior Sister Jiang! Is Junior Sister Jiang also here to participate in the sect competition today?"
Fu Xiu has a filter for Jiang Su, or in other words, the entire Shifang Sect disciples have a filter for her.
These people don't know how many times they have participated in sect competitions. Five years ago, Jiang Su was a ten-year-old baby. Before that, he was a five-year-old baby. The time for monks to practice is fleeting. They still think that Jiang Su is...
She was the little junior sister who saved the newborn baby from Uncle Kufeng's family.
"..."
Aren't these people afraid of scolding? Are they so good-tempered?
"Yes. I will play." Jiang Su pointed out clearly. I am participating in the competition this time. Don't talk to me anymore, you are a bunch of gossips.
Fu Xiu, Ji Yunjian and others stepped on their magic weapons, heard the words and flew to Jiang Su's side, and started talking to each other.
"Hey, what is Junior Sister Jiang competing for? Is it your medical skills?! But you can also make elixirs, which should be one of the medical elixirs."
"What you are saying, isn't it possible that Junior Sister Jiang is going to have two big competitions?"
"That's right, Junior Sister Jiang's daily alchemy refining is not inferior to those of those who practice alchemy. The flavors of the spiritual pills are all kinds of weird and varied. I have never seen anyone who has the same idea of refining alchemy as Junior Sister Jiang!"
"..."
It wouldn't be called weird. It's just apple flavor, orange flavor, banana flavor, watermelon flavor. I haven't come up with any pot meat flavor, hot pot chicken flavor, or barbecue flavor.
"Wait..." Thinking of this, Jiang Su frowned, looked through several people, and thought blankly, "I can make some elixirs with the flavor of commonly eaten cuisine??! This sick thing is currently
No one in the world of cultivation sells it!!! Neither does Miaoshou Tang!"
Jiang Su muttered, and even though the voice reached several people's ears, they couldn't understand it. What kind of food, what kind of disease, what kind of Miaoshoutang?
Isn't that a medicine shop in town?
"Why did you surround Little Junior Sister Jiang in the air?" A soft and gentle voice sounded.
It's Zhang Yunsheng.
These people all belong to Fu Feng, and they naturally obey the senior sister's instructions on weekdays, just like a son meeting his father who is the housekeeper, hitting where he says, and doing whatever he says.
Their senior sister Zhang hates Jianfeng’s senior brother! They come against Jianfeng’s disciples!
Except for Ji Yunjian, a traitor who fell in love with sword cultivator Tong An.
Jiang Su curled up his lips and smiled when no one was paying attention, with a hint of cunning flashing in his eyes.
"I know, they say that the people in Jianfeng are poor and the clothes they wear are still from five years ago!"
I'm going to file a complaint!
When these Fu cultivators saw Jiang Su turning around, they told Zhang Yunsheng what they had said before. They froze instantly and looked at the instigator.
"Junior sister... why are you complaining to senior sister again..."
Unexpectedly, Zhang Yunsheng nodded slightly and said seriously: "I see, I didn't expect them to be so poor now... It's really outrageous."
"I will leave first and go to Liu Yunqing to have a look. If his clothes are what a few people said, I will have to be careful in the competition to avoid ruining his clothes and leaving him no longer able to wear them.
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After saying this, Zhang Yunsheng no longer cared about Jiang Su's waiting, and quickly flew towards the main peak hall.
"???"
"..."
Why don't you just compensate him for ruining his clothes? Zhang Yunsheng, where are your domineering attributes?
Upon seeing this, the other people gathered around Jiang Su again.
"Junior Sister Jiang, you are being unreasonable. Every time you turn around and complain to Senior Sister, we came back to the peak many times and she really taught us a lesson." The Fu Cultivator complained, looking like he couldn't control the child and was worried about it.
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No, I don’t understand why you are not angry yet? Aren’t you blabbermouths?
