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The room was uncomfortable as the clouds fell down, Wen Jing asked, “How are you going to monitor me?”

If you want him to tell, of course you will monitor him, otherwise how do you know how many times he tells you?

Thinking a bit more annoyed, Wen Jing stared at Jun Yan, “Master told me not to go out for three months. You only give me one month ..”

Jun Yanzhi stood at the window with his hands behind his back, silently. After a while, a few small black dots flew by the window and circled into Jun Yanzhi’s hands. He folded his hands and walked towards Wen Jing on the bed: “Open your palm.”

“.. what?”

“Love tokens.”

Wen Jing’s heart was on fire, and she said dumbly, “What kind of token?”

Jun Yanzhi opened his palms, and dropped five small black objects on his palms. Four of them immediately raised their heads vigilantly, but the last one seemed to be confused, and took a while to react. .

Wen Jing frowned carefully: “.. mosquito?”

“The second-order monster Beast Xuantian Mosquito, which grows in the coldest places in the north, is best at biting the enchantment and can also poison.”

“You use them to monitor me?”

“The wisdom is open, you can tell them to do things .. just one of them is a little stupid. If you tell me, these five mosquitoes will come to tell me, they won’t care about other things. Hand palm Give me. “

Wen Jing didn’t dare not listen, and reached out.

Five mosquitoes immediately flew over Wen Jing’s palm, lowered their heads together, and the spikes immediately penetrated the skin, sucking blood.

“I told them to eat your blood once and I will recognize you later.”

“.. um.”

“Five days later, I will set off for the Gujing School. At that time, I will tell the Master to take you with me.”

Wen Jing hesitated for a moment: “Do you want to have trouble in Gujing?”

Jun Yanzhi was silent for a while, sneering: “Even if something happened.”

He turned around and left, but Wen Jing behind said a little hesitantly, “Brother Jun, why do you want to be with me? Is it because I worshiped you before? Actually, the number of people who worship you now ..”

Jun Yan smiled: “Your little chrysanthemum is very cute.”

Wen Jingxi blushed.

Jun Yanzhi commented again: “The body is like a small stove, easy to hold and touch, IKEA and room.”

Wen Jing lost a pillow: “Fart, you get me!”

·

Wen Jing was ordered to ban his feet and practice sword all day long.

“Yiyang Sword” is a fire sword, created by a Yuanying Taoist thousands of years ago. It is said that when this sword technique was practiced, it changed so much that it was comparable to the power of “Sword of Dead Wood”. It is a pity that no one can reach that state except the Taoist.

Wen Jing didn’t dare to compare himself with the ancients. Besides, he was not very satisfied with the simple “green pine way”, so he set the “Yiyang Sword Technique” aside first. It takes decades to practice the “Yiyang Sword Technique”, but “Qingsong Guiding” has been practiced almost the same, not bad for these days.

The time of sword practice is passing by, it is so fast that it is imperceptible, as if it can be spent so leisurely for thousands of years.

Finally in the early morning five days later.

Wen Jing sat quietly beside the Qingxuzi stone statue, holding the heavy iron sword in his hand. Suddenly, Feijian rose in the air, and Wen Jing turned over and leaped in the air, holding the handle of the spinning spine in his hand, pours out along the iron sword, and stroked in the air, creating a powerful swirling airflow.

It’s done!

Wen Jing is overjoyed.

Boom, I don’t know what’s going on around, the sound of the crashing sound is deafening.

Wen Jing immediately shouted: “No!”

Everything happened so quickly, and it was also a surprise. The Qingxuzi’s stone was like a broken mirror, breaking out the broken stone, and it broke down in an instant and fell into a cliff.

Half of the body remains unevenly on the edge of the cliff, seeming to reveal something like a hilt.

Wen Jing stared blankly.

He swears he hasn’t thrown sword energy at Qing Xuzi!

He stepped forward lightly, slowly pulled out the long sword from the half of the statue, and gently pulled it in his hand.

Good sword!

The sword is sheathed, unpretentious, and somewhat old. Jian Feng shimmered in cold light, but did not kill, just made people feel a sense of awe from the bottom of their hearts.

Is this .. Is the ancestor a sword?

Aren’t these plots found in all male-fiction novels? The protagonist is talented and diligent, and finally moved the world. He was given the sword from his ancestors. From then on, he saw Buddha killing Buddha, seeing people killing people.

Wen Jing glanced at the hilt of the sword, clearly engraved with the two words: “殇 魔”.

Suddenly the pain in my head was uncontrollable, Wen Jing held her forehead, and a young Taoist figure appeared in the blur. It was not clear from a distance, but a clear sentence came:

“Use this sword to destroy all the demons in the world.”

Wen Jing panicked and threw the sword to the ground.

The headache disappeared immediately like the ebb, and the warm sun shone on Dongxue, leaving only the long sword quietly lying on the ground.

Wen Jing looked up in horror, but the statue of Qing Xunzi was as good as usual, soaring, and it seemed that nothing had happened.

Is everything just an illusion?

Wen Jing lowered his head and touched the sword handle, but his mind was calm, everything just was like a weird dream, but the voice of the young Taoist stayed in his mind and couldn’t disappear.

“Use this sword to destroy all the demons in the world.”

Wen Jing didn’t dare to think, the meaning of this sentence.

He didn’t dare to think about it. He inserted this sword into Jun Yanzhi’s heart.

Wen Jing put the sword in his hands uneasily, and Wen Jing stared blankly. Suddenly, a person fluttered down in front of him, hitting white clothes, his face was cold like an iceberg, but seemed a little worried.

“Second Brother.” Wen Jing turned back and greeted his head calmly.

“What’s going on with this sword?”

From the early morning, he stood in the distance to read Wen Jing’s sword. When “Qingsong Guiding Road” was small, he could see clearly. There was a flash of white light on the ground. And Wen Jing stood aside like dementia, motionless until now.

Wen Jing was so anxious that he held up his sword and said, “Only in the fantasy .. I saw the sword from the ancestor.”

He Ling pulled the sword in his hand and looked silently for a long time. He put away the sword and handed it to Wen Jing lightly: “Since it was the sword given by the ancestor, practice it well and don’t disappoint the care of the ancestor.”

Just .. just like that?

Why so indifferent, as if eating a meal is so common? Does this Qing Xuzi often manifest his soul from time to time, send a sword sword or something, and get close to the disciples and disciples?

Wen Jing was distressed and said, “Have the second brother ever been given a sword by his ancestor?”

He Ling is a little annoyed: “Crap! Who can have such good luck?”

“Huh? What then ..”

“The ancestor is already in the Xian class, presumably because you practiced swords by the stone all day long, so you gave him the” Demon “used for sword practice in his early years.” He Ling looked at him lightly At a glance, “Hello, do it for yourself. If you want to hide the light, you can follow it, and when you think of it, you can show it off.”

Wen Jing blushed involuntarily: “I didn’t mean to show off everywhere.”

“We’re leaving for the Ancient Mirror School, Master sent me to call you.” He Ling’s sleeve fluttered and flew up.

Wen Jing quickly followed up: “What happened to Gu Jing?”

“Sixty disciples of the Gujing School had an accident and came to Yanzhi for help.”

“Who else is there?”

“Brother, a few people from North Yanfeng.”

Wen Jing lowered her head: “Why is Master willing to let me go?”

“The Elder Lu of the Ancient Mirror School did not know how to hear that, you are his grandson who has been separated for many years, so I want you to meet him.”

Wen Jing suddenly hesitated.

How did Jun Yanzhi get this out? If it hadn’t been for today, he would have almost forgotten what happened. What exactly does he mean?

He Ling glanced at him: “If you recognize your dear, you may want to stay in the Gujing School.”

Wen Jing insisted: “No way, Hui Shifeng is my home.”

He Ling raised her eyebrows and stopped talking.

I saw Duan Xuan in the hall, Wen Jing stood beside him in fear, anxious to become transparent. As soon as Duan Xuan entered the temple, his face was covered with dark clouds, and his eyes were so sharp that he could pierce his body and poke two large holes. No one else knew what was going on. The atmosphere was heavily depressed, as if something had happened.

“How well are you practicing swordsmanship?”

“The” Yiyang Sword Technique “has not yet begun,‘ Qingsong Guiding ’is slightly and slightly less successful.”

Duan Xuan’s face eased a bit. He looked at Liu Qianmo’s annoyed face and whispered, “You have just built the foundation, you can go out and practice it, remember to listen to your brothers.”

Wen Jing busy said: “Yes, Master.”

Duan Xuan nodded, leaned back, and leaned on the back seat. His eyes faintly glanced at Liu Qianmo, but saw that the latter still looked at him with annoyance, and couldn’t help narrowing his eyebrows. He groaned for a while before finally stiffly saying, “Remember to come back after going out. I just care about your cultivation, and I don’t hate you.”

Wen Jing stared blankly at him, almost flattered with tears. This explanation, which is almost an apology, can never come from Duan Xuan’s mouth.

Liu Qianmo immediately turned his head and smiled and said, “Master is all for you, Master, do n’t think too much. Even if Master Shi is really the grandson of Elder Lu, we have lived together for so many years and we will definitely return . “

Wen Jing nodded quickly: “Hui Shifeng is my home, so I will come back naturally.”

The atmosphere in the hall instantly became active, and the laughter came and went.

“Speak well!”

“Shall I just say, how can I just leave?”

Guixinbi grinned grinning and said, “I said what you are afraid of, Brother Jun is here, can he run far?”

The laughter came to an end.

Wen Jing’s complexion was white and red, and everyone hurriedly pretended not to hear the topic. Duan Xuan looked at the sky, and finally said, “It’s late, you go. A few people in Beiyan Peak are waiting for you under the mountain.”

Jun Yanzhi has been quiet and did not speak, only then whispered: “Yes.”