Lin Yi looked at Rong Yi with an innocent look on his face.
The frustrated look on Rong Yi's face gradually disappeared. He looked up at the flowing clouds in the distance and sighed softly. Then he looked at Lin Yi and said slowly and firmly: "Since I lost, I will be yours from now on."
Attendant."
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Lin Yi and Yuan Yan were both stunned.
Almost subconsciously, Lin Yi looked at him and responded: "Are you sick?"
Rong Yi looked at Lin Yi silently, with a serious expression on his face, "Your senior brother Li Moxiao and I were gambling here. I lost to him because I wanted to be his attendant, but he lost to you again and he didn't stay."
Here, I will naturally be your personal attendant."
"What the hell are you talking about?"
Lin Yi couldn't laugh or cry, and said: "That's a fight between you and him. What does it have to do with me? Just because I beat him once doesn't mean that I succeeded him and beat you. If I fight with you three times, I will
I may not be able to win you, and I may not bet on such terms with you."
"You beat him. If he stays here to complete this duel with me, I will naturally fulfill my promise and be his attendant. But if he loses to you, he leaves directly, just like he dropped the crystal.
I will naturally become your trophy." Rong Yi said solemnly: "My master told me that the world of practitioners values faithfulness and opportunity. I was originally going to be Li Moxiao's personal attendant, but
You happened to appear here, this is Meishan. A person like you appeared here, and then defeated Li Moxiao at the right time. The most important thing is that there seems to be God's will in our names.
They all have a meaning, which is the arrangement of God’s will and must be followed.”
"Your theory is too far-fetched, and you didn't even try my strength. You just said that you want to be my valet, not to mention that I don't need a valet." Lin Yi looked at Rong Yi helplessly, "You can
Do it yourself."
"Everyone has different views on things. You can disagree, but you can't change the fact itself." Rong Yi said slowly, his hair moving without any wind.
"Both of you are sick."
Yuan Yan has always been a silent listener. When she first heard that Rong Yi would follow Lin Yi as a waiter if they disagreed, she felt that Rong Yi was really sick. However, when she heard this, she felt that it was not just Rong Yi.
Sick, even Lin Yi is sick.
For someone like Rong Yi who can compete with Li Moxiao three times, even if he is not as good as Li Moxiao, his qualifications and strength must definitely exceed that of most young practitioners in the Southern Dynasty and Northern Wei Dynasty. Moreover, such a person is proficient in the art of magic circle and will be able to do so in the future.
There are infinite possibilities for improvement.
Even with her status, she even wanted to recruit such a person as a subordinate and make him a close servant.
However, Lin Yi now refused to accept it.
"Then what can I do? I've read so many books, and this is the first time I've encountered such a weird request." Lin Yi sighed for a while. He had such an idea that if he took the road of Dakyura, he would not be able to fly in the future.
The sword, and the killing battle formation are the same as those of the Dajura in those days. They use force to break the law and run rampant like a savage beast. There is no need for a bodyguard.
This Rong Yi seems to be practicing swordsmanship at first glance, and he may be using flying swords in the future. If he really agrees to his promise, he will not become his close attendant in the future.
What's more, he still has a lot of elixirs in his body that can improve his true energy cultivation. Naturally, he wants to share them with Xiao Suxin and others. So if he is willing to follow, should he share the elixirs with him?
As he thought about it, he realized that there was no benefit to Rong Yi following him. Instead, he would have one more mouth to eat and one more person to eat.
He thought so in his heart, and there was a hint of disgust in his expression unconsciously.
"Do you look down on me?"
A trace of anger arose in Rong Yi's heart. He looked at Lin Yihan and said, "Do you think I'm useless?"
"You misunderstood." Lin Yi didn't know how to explain.
Rong Yi took a deep breath and gritted his teeth. The more he disliked him, it showed that the other party's strength was indeed amazing. At this time, it made him more determined in his thoughts.
"Do you think there is no benefit in taking me with you?" Rong Yimo frowned slightly. He thought for a moment, then reached out and brushed his hand behind him, making nine consecutive hissing sounds, and all the nine swords in the sword pouch behind him flew away.
When it was shot out, except for one that landed in front of him, the other eight fell around him, Lin Yi, and Yuan Yan.
Lin Yi was slightly surprised, but neither he nor Yuan Yan thought that Rong Yi wanted to take action because he had a disagreement, because Rong Yi didn't have any intention to fight at this time.
These nine swords are indeed very slender. The hilt is made of some kind of bone, which has been moistened into jade, as oily as topaz, and the sword body is made of some kind of fine gold that shines with blue light.
The nine swords were all stuck diagonally on the ground. Yuan Yan looked at the position of the nine swords and vaguely felt that there was an inexplicable connection between the nine swords. An electric light flashed in her mind, and she couldn't bear it for a moment.
The resident asked: "Who are you, Master Jiugong?"
Rong Yi was also surprised. He looked at Yuan Yan and said, "It's my master."
"Jiugong Zhenren?"
Lin Yi was stunned immediately.
Jiugong Zhenren was the strongest formation master in the army of the former dynasty. However, after the demise of the previous dynasty, he wandered among the people and his whereabouts are unknown. There are names of this formation master from the former dynasty on the Star Observation Deck, Luoyue Gate, and Zijin Tower in Jiankang City.
The strong ** array has survived, and many of the eaves guarding arrays in the current palace were all made by this person.
Who would have thought that this famous first division of the former dynasty would actually live in the most remote area of the Southern Dynasty and teach such a student?
"Your master used to fight the enemy with nine pieces of tortoise shell. How did it turn into a nine-handled sword like this?" Yuan Yan's expression became much more solemn. For her, the existence of Jiugong Zhenren is also a symbol of the Northern Wei Dynasty and the Northern Wei Dynasty.
Uncertain factors in the Southern Dynasty's campaign. A powerful formation master, if a certain formation is properly arranged according to the terrain, is likely to cause horrific damage to a powerful army.
"After my master went to Luozhou to live in seclusion, he reflected on his past life. After all, he felt that as a practitioner, it was always insufficient to fight alone with others. After that, he devoted himself to making changes and refined the Nine Palace Sword. Now I use these nine swords.
Once released, it will directly form a small magic circle. When I fight against the enemy in this magic circle, it will have many wonderful uses. I am now at the Ruyi realm. When I reach the Chengtian realm, the power of this magic circle will be even greater. These nine
All the swords will become flying swords. When the flying swords fall everywhere in the formation, they will not only sense each other and bring out unique vitality and power, but also I can use whichever sword I want to use based on my thoughts.
If a cultivator is against me, he will actually be like facing several flying sword masters at the same time." Rong Yi looked at the nine swords with sadness and pride in his eyes.
"Sure enough, it's a flying sword!" Lin Yi sighed. One sword wasn't enough, so he had nine swords. This was like being someone's personal attendant.
"What about your master now?" Yuan Yan then asked, this was the question she was most concerned about.