Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure Chapter 3: Is this a good person?
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Feng Qingxiu's sword will definitely not touch Ji Yun.
The lightning-fast sword light in Ji Yunlai’s eyes is indistinguishable from that of a tortoise. He even thinks that this child has a solid cultivation base. Although he is proficient in swordsmanship, he lacks a little agility. One point is better.
He just thought, the other side's sword light seemed uncontrollable, he moved to the best position according to his mind, and then took a step back.
At his speed, the other party couldn't even see him moving, strangely like deliberately stabbing an inch in front of him and missing.
Feng Qingxiu refused to accept, the sword light stretched, the sword aura was like a waterfall, and the rain enveloped the past.
Ji Yunlai dodged and wondered what was wrong with this sword technique.
Feng Qingxiu feels like a god-assisted. This set of small rift swords he practiced countless times is getting more and more smooth. Several swords that cannot always be used smoothly are swayed out like streamers, as if they were not memories. The moves in the house, but his instinctive release, naturally, there is no firework.
Lie Que, the crack in the sky, and the gate of heaven, referring to the avenue. He felt that the first few styles did not threaten the opponent, and the sword intent turned around. He almost used the following nine swords without hesitation.
The sword silk is like a chrysanthemum, blooming in an instant.
The huge sword light almost enveloped the entire eagle beak cliff.
After the sword light passed, Feng Qingxiu stood alone on the edge of the cliff, speechless.
Many people approached quietly, wanting to see what happened.
"Only when the foundation was built, I have touched a trace of the Daoist meaning of the Rift Sword. I am worthy of the chief of this year." A middle-aged Taoist with thin hair and serious face appeared in an instant, blocking the students who wanted to get closer, "He At this moment, you are feeling the sword intent. Don't bother him. Learn from Axiu. You can practice swords with no distraction on things as big as the mountain tomorrow. How about you one by one?"
"Deacon, we just want to get closer and breathe in the fairy breath!" a student was dissatisfied.
"Yeah, maybe we got a sense of luck..." The other students were also not convinced.
"Suck sucking! I know sucking in one day, all day long I know that I have a fluke to think of something evil devil's way. Go practice it, otherwise the character record when ascending the mountain will be deducted!" The middle-aged Taoist looked like a sword. Coldly swept over the students who wanted to go forward.
The threat was so fierce that the students around suddenly scattered.
The sunlight slanted to the west, the world was silent, only white clouds floated under the cliff.
After a long while, Feng Qingxiu recovered from the thoughts of Taoism, and her heart suddenly became tight, but at this time, there was still the shadow of the young man.
Little thief!
This Kun-Lai No. 1 talent uttered a heart-piercing roar!
Then ran away without looking back.
Ji Yun, who was sitting on Qisong, took a look at him, thinking that it would be bad to bully the younger generation, and give him things back at night.
Turning his gaze back to Yu Jue, he almost couldn't wait to intrude into it.
! ! ! !
That thread of spiritual thought instantly moved to another dimension.
In the space is a giant tree composed of runes, with countless branches and leaves extending into the void, opening one after another in the darkness, and illusory runes jumping and flowing, guiding the direction.
As he thought, it's really a local area network!
There are countless spiritual thoughts flowing on the giant tree. It is thought that the students communicate with each other, and they have the highest authority, so they can see the nature of this network.
But the combination of runes with fluid beauty made him stupefied as if he saw the days when he used lights and night battles to pull programmers and code.
Plugins, procedures, functions, libraries, partial execution programs, auxiliary execution programs, auxiliary control programs, and auxiliary calculation programs are all things he can write with his eyes closed, but now they have become other expressions.
"It's not a bad thing to learn again."
He can't read his eyes anymore, so he has to work harder. What he likes is to study and study. If he can concentrate on studying and practicing for such a long time in the future, it doesn't seem to matter if he forgets some memories.
Although I don't know how he has made efforts to reach the present height in the past thousand years, his eyes can't always stop before.
Regardless of the reason for the loss of memory, what I have to do now is to retrieve the lost knowledge before I can talk about other things. After all, this world speaks with strength, which, in the days when he was a casual cultivator, he had already experienced it.
According to the function on Yujue, he switched to the common section, and he immediately became a huge plane in front of him, a forum interface that couldn't be more simple.
The learning area on the left and the leisure area on the right.
There are various magic tricks in the learning area, and you need to reach a certain level of spiritual stone point cultivation position to change. He has all kinds of magic tricks and runes he wants.
The leisure area is a variety of exchanges.
It turned out that the Temple of Faith was on the Internet, no wonder he couldn't find it.
And he has the highest authority, and it took a few breaths of time to scan and remember the law decisions.
It's just a few million words. That's how powerful the soul is.
Ji Yun came to take back his spiritual thoughts, played with Yujue in his hands, and a little admired himself.
It's all about creating elementary and middle schools, and the local area network has also been integrated. Give him a few hundred years, is he going to heaven?
But if he can do it, I should be fine. I am all alone.
He recalled the "Rune Master Program" he had just seen in his mind, and carefully understood the analysis.
The writing is simple and straightforward, easy to understand. It uses punctuation instead of sentence breaks for anyone who knows it. It is also equipped with drawing animations. It can hardly be close to the people. Ji Yunlai wanted to hug the author. One bite suits his taste too much.
He didn't understand the book until the middle of the moon, and then discovered that the final signature was: Ji Yun came on the first day of September in Bingshen year.
"..." He was speechless for a while.
The pressure is so great, when will I return to this level?
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When the willow shoots on the moon and the lights were like stars, Feng Qingxiu returned to her home in despair.
Flop on his own bed.
Shoushanju has identified all the recent patterns of foreign sect envoys to him. None of them are like that young man. The Taoist soldier who took the case said that he has reported to the main network and stopped his own network port. If you can't use it anymore, it won't have any big impact to relax your mind! !
Can't use it anymore——
He was so aggrieved that he wanted to cry.
From the time he came to Kun-Lai Mountain, he didn't know how long it took him to get the magic weapon!
A net in the door requires a hundred spirit stones, and the information fee for the ten spirit stones is required to maintain the connection every year. His reward for more than ten years is also more than ten spirit stones, as soon as he gets it. All of the spirit stones have been thrown in!
And if you want to, you have to buy it yourself!
One hundred and ten spiritual stones!
A little bit, but a real high-grade spirit stone! If you go outside to hire monks of your own level, you can hire a hundred thugs for three years!
At such an expensive price, the most important thing is that you can’t go online to see the practice experience of the big people for at least ten years, and you can’t buy and sell all kinds of materials!
I heard that many students who failed the make-up exam jumped off the top of the peak today, so I'll just jump down too!
"That little thief, I will find you!" he said bitterly.
"Got it." A voice rang casually.
Feng Qingxiu sat up, glaring at the young Xuanyi who appeared silently at the table.
"Do you dare to come!" "Return you."
The two voices sounded almost simultaneously.
It's no longer available, you little thief!
Feng Qingxiu looked at the juvenile Jade Jue with a complicated expression, and finally sighed: "Nothing."
He stretched out his hand to take Jade Jue back, wiped it carefully, took it back, or as a memorial, maybe he could ask the supervisor to resume it again. This person looked like an expatriate, and he couldn't stop him. Asking him to pay is only to appear weaker.
"I have already reported your matter to the martial art. No matter what your intentions are, please put it away and leave. My Kun-Lai faction is not a place for people to come and go." Feng Qingxiu said seriously.
"You are loyal." Ji Yunlai had a faint sense of relief in his heart, and his school's recognition was very high.
"...You are from Central Continent, right?" Feng Qingxiu shook her head slightly, "Of course you don’t know that Central Continent is rich and stable. Prosperous?"
Ji Yunlai nodded: "I came from a small place. I only know that my country is a minor state in Zhongzhou, but I don't know any more distant places."
He was telling the truth, this world is no better than the earth that occupies every inch of land. Human towns are scattered on the ground, scarcely like a handful of sesame seeds in an acre of land. The beasts of deep mountains and dense forests are dangerous. Not to mention it, except for monks, few people know farther.
"Looking at your cultivation level so high, you must be a house where you can only practice cultivation," Feng Qingxiu slightly raised her chest, "Thousands of years ago, my Xizhou was barren and barren, sparsely populated, and suffering from evil calamities. I sent my ancestors. Ji Yunlai is a talented talent, choosing dragons and phoenixes throughout Xizhou. After a hundred years and countless twists and turns, Xizhou is now prosperous."
"Pick the dragon and choose the phoenix?" Ji Yun asked.
"Six hundred years ago, the ancestor set a heart-enquiring stone in every town, with twelve runes printed on it. Under the age of fifteen, you can draw one of them at a time and you will be able to enter my Kun-Lai next door. Practice, don’t ask about spiritual roots, don’t ask about birth. This has cultivated countless talents for me in Xizhou." Feng Qingxiu said proudly.
Ji Yun came and stayed for a while: "It's a lie? How many people have to be charged, he is too rich, right?"
At the time, Xiuzhen was poor, but he had enough. How could others not know the benefits of Guangshoumen, but Xiuzhen is really a money-burning business, it is really a place of spiritual stones, heaven and earth treasures. There are so many monks, why Central Continent is so chaotic, it is not a fight for resources.
It’s just that his words clearly offended the patriarch’s stubborn fan, and Feng Qingxiu was furious: "You can’t do it, it doesn’t mean that the ancestor can’t do it. Send a famous saying from the ancestor: wait for the bird, you know Honghuzhi Chi!"
"..."
Am I being praised or scolded? Ji Yunlai was speechless for a while.