Chapter 26 She's Not Simple

Nowadays, I don't care if I am treated as a waste material, but I am afraid that my grandma and younger brother will be despised and scorned even if it hurts my grandma and younger brother.

So taking this opportunity, she rectified her name.

"I don't care what you think of me, I just want to say that what you are doing is deviating from the original intention of practicing."

"Everyone here who cultivates knows that the initial stage of our cultivation is self-cultivation."

"And what is self-cultivation? My humble opinion is to practice carefully and alone. I believe that I have never done anything during my practice. I am sorry for any of you, but you are full of malice towards me, and you wish to kill me and hurry up. Dare I ask, you What kind of job is it to cultivate, have you learned how to bully others and fear strength?"

Crowd: "..."

"Also, the person who named this realm at the beginning, his good intentions really fed the dogs."

"Yes, some of you cultivate to be stronger and not to be bullied; some of you want to get rid of poverty and live forever, and seek immortality and eternity; some of you are independent, bullying the weak and destroying ordinary people to satisfy their own vanity, shamelessness and despicability."

Crowd: "..."

Are they educated?

Xie Lingyan said, "Do you like what I said? If you don't like it, then it's right, because I don't like what you are doing, and I even managed to pierce your heart and lung tubes."

"Yes, in the eyes of some of you bastards, you just feel that you have become stronger, and the weak have no right to speak. A waste material is a waste material, as if she doesn't deserve to live, but I am living very well now, and I am still standing here. Pointing at your nose and cursing."

She felt so refreshed, she wanted to vomit for a long time, and she couldn't be disgusted anymore, and she wasn't allowed to play tricks.

Some people were dissatisfied, "Xie Lingyan, how can you curse people?"

Xie Lingyan ignored the man's protest and continued, "Okay, everyone, I also hope that you remember what a cultivator should pick up first, and don't let down the heartfelt blessings left by the predecessors."

Those soft words took a turn for the worse, making the anxious people unable to vent their anger, and someone said, "It's pretty good at acting."

The boy in black suddenly flicked a gold coin and said, "If you can't speak, don't say it. Whether others act or remind you kindly has nothing to do with people like you. She said it to let sincere people listen."

The boy in black was actually angry, he actually helped this daring girl.

Xie Lingyan glanced over, she was a little dazed.

Just talking nonsense like this is purely to justify his name.

After all, people follow the crowd and can't be chic on their own, regardless of the loved ones around them. She only hopes that when her younger brother and grandma go out again one day, they will be attacked maliciously, and someone will come forward to explain it.

To say that this Cangyu Continent was once on the verge of destruction.

But it is because of turning the tide by one hand that it is prosperous today.

But many people have forgotten those real people, patriarchs, and emperors who died.

They go with the long river of history.

Later, people followed the path of destruction and repeated the same mistakes.

The boy in black focused his eyes on the girl's face.

She has no dantian, and her spiritual root is damaged.

Such a person, however, amazes everyone with every gesture.

Who is she?
Why does she have the Cold Mist Sword?
Why is she so fearless?
So many questions.

He wanted to know, but she would not answer.

Shopkeeper Yan brought up a bottle of Qionghua wine, and he said, "This is a special gift from the First Tan Restaurant to Miss Xie, please accept it."

Xie Lingyan accepted it unceremoniously and said, "Thank you, Shopkeeper Yan."

"Miss Xie, you don't need to thank me, that's what Master Zhuo meant. Miss Xie's words are deeply rooted in people's hearts. Even though many people don't take it seriously, some people still listen to it, right?"

Xie Lingyan smiled, she didn't care who listened and who didn't, she just felt that even in the realm of comprehension, if the hostility was too strong, it would be herself who would be destroyed in the end, so why narrow the road?
Shopkeeper Yan solemnly announced, "The third pot of Baixian Niang in the first altar restaurant of Baichuanlou belongs to Xie Lingyan this month. Today's auction ends here."

Xie Lingyan took the good wine in her hand and left.

The boy in black stood upstairs and watched Pingting's stunning girl go away, he said, "Keep an eye on her."

"Your Highness, why do you pay attention to such a person?"

The black-clothed boy watched the human being who was drifting away and said, "She has the Cold Mist Sword."

The Cold Mist Sword is a famous sword that can only be owned by legends in the Cangyu Continent, but how can Xie Lingyan, a waste material, possess such a famous weapon?

She's not simple, so keep an eye on it.

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Lei Chengyang saw that the person who had been ignoring him had left, he hurriedly chased after him and asked, "Xie Lingyan, where did you get so many spirit stones?"

Xie Lingyan replied coldly, "I picked it up from the dead."

Su Fangfei couldn't help avoiding, "Sister, why did you become like this? You even touch the corpses of dead people when you make money. Don't you love to be clean?"

Xie Lingyan glanced over, "I think dead people are cleaner than you."

"What are you talking about, sister, how can you talk like that?" Su Fangfei was so angry that her face was full of anger.

"I'm just telling the truth, and don't follow me anymore."

When Xie Lingyan came home, she placed the Hanyan sword outside the fence gate, as if whoever got close would die.

The Hanyan Sword cannot be approached. Those who force their way in may be sucked away by it. Someone tried it two years ago, and that person was in the psychic realm. He forcibly challenged Xie Lingyan, but was sucked away by a sword. for.

Su Fangfei gritted her teeth angrily, she wanted to take the sword away.

However, this sword recognizes its owner, only it chooses its owner, and no one else can take its share.

Looking at the majestic sword standing in front of him, Lei Chengyang was so angry that his veins swelled.

The fact that Xie Lingyan is still alive is not because of her good luck, but because she owns a strange sword, which is said to be a legend.

Xie Lingyan entered the ring space again. She took out the wine she bought and asked the white-haired fairy to come over and drink.

"Oh, white hair, you haven't told me your name yet." Xie Lingyan wanted to walk over.

The white-haired fairy stopped, "Don't come here."

There are invisible walls in the middle, and with her cultivation base, she cannot walk through these blocking walls.

Xie Lingyan could only stand there and wait.

The man in white is tall and tall, with a tall and straight figure, a handsome appearance, a beautiful appearance and a moony charm, he is a flawless person.

Such a person feels that he does not belong to the world.

The white-haired fairy walked over and stood in front of her.

He is so tall, much taller than her.

She was already a tall person among many women, but she did not expect to appear so small in front of him.

Xie Lingyan handed over the wine she brought, "Here, I bought you a gift, Baixian Niang, I don't know if you like it or not?"

The white hair looked down at the flagon she was holding.

The jug is exquisite, white as crystal clear, like suet jade.

The wine pot alone is ridiculously expensive, let alone the Qiongzhi jade liquid in the pot.

She bought a bottle of Baixian Brew with a top-quality spirit stone, thanks to which she figured it out.

(End of this chapter)

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