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Chapter 41 Everyone is praising me, it's a bit strange
Although guessing that this might be done by the immortal sword of the senior patriarch of our sect, the disciples of the Huayu Sect did not dare to speak evil words, but after a lot of hard work, everyone still couldn't help weeping secretly.

There are also many complaints and slanders in my heart.

As for the other immortal cultivators outside, they are complaining even more now.

This area of ​​ten thousand miles is more than just flying around.

Not only is it a monster.

All the immortal cultivators also had broken and depressed expressions.

……

In a certain grove.

A weasel about a foot long ran away desperately.

Although its stature is not high, it exudes a faint demonic aura all over its body, and it is obviously a small demon that has become a spirit.

Behind, a young girl in a light yellow dress with an oval face is chasing after her.

There is a cyan flying sword in front of the road, chopping off the branches blocking the way.

Seeing that the weasel had nowhere to escape, the girl showed a hint of joy on her face.

However, at this moment.

zheng...

It sounds like metal and iron, like a sharp knife out of its sheath.

Facing him was a silver sword light.

When the sword light disappeared, a large pit with a diameter of about ten feet appeared where the little weasel demon was standing just now. As for the little monster itself, it was crushed to the point where there was not even a scum left.

The girl froze in place, frightened and wronged, and then she couldn't help crying.

In order to catch this little demon, she crossed mountains and ridges without sleep all night.

……

A big river rushes westward.

There is a lone boat on the river, and a fisherman wearing a coir raincoat and a bamboo hat on the lone boat is drinking dirty wine while fishing.

Sudden.

The hook moved.

The fisherman put down the jug and suddenly pulled up the fishing rod.

Whoa!

The pure white spray, from the surface of the river, unexpectedly dragged a large herring weighing twenty to thirty catties.

The fish's surface was blue and glazed, and it exuded an extremely strong demonic aura.

"Haha, using the earthworms fed with pills as bait, I finally caught your herring. The hard work of the old man in the past two years is not in vain. Using you to cook soup, I, the Nascent Soul, can hope."

The fisherman stroked his beard and smiled, he was actually an immortal cultivator at the peak of the Golden Core stage.

However, extreme joy begets sorrow.

Above the Nine Heavens, he is controlling Gang Feng. He has been studying hard these days. He wants to use a certain fairy sword to slay demons and demons. He has sensed the demonic energy and locked it here.

Then, he slashed out with a sword like a thunderbolt.

The Golden Core cultivator dressed as a fisherman was happily holding a big herring.

Suddenly, a silver light flashed in front of his eyes, and then the sound of swords came to his ears.

"not good!"

It was too late for him to react. After the sword light passed, he was unscathed, but only half of the grass rope holding the herring was left in his hand.

As for the big herring that took him two full years to finally catch the soup that was going to be used to help him break through the Nascent Soul Realm.

It has become dark and fuzzy, exuding a burnt smell, and when it is blown by the wind, it turns into ashes and disappears.

The fisherman was stunned. He was in a daze at first, and finally jumped up and cursed, crying while cursing.

……

And this is the portrayal of immortal cultivators who want to subdue monsters, but are always robbed by monsters. In the end, their work is in vain, and they always get nothing.

Not only is it impossible to live as a demon, but the cultivators of immortals will also be driven mad.

Coincidentally.

Lin Xiaoyao has been staying in the Patriarch's Ancestral Hall for the past two days.

I hadn't thought about going out until today.

As a result, I didn't go far, and I heard a lot of complaints.

He couldn't help but feel ashamed.

Who would have thought that the Huaishu Immortal Sword would cause such a catastrophe if he didn't go out for two days.

This time, what I received was not appreciation, but a huge wave of negative emotions.

If this continues, there will really be complaints.

So, Lin Xiaoyao hurried back to his small courtyard.

He looked up at the sky, his eyes seemed to have crossed thousands of rivers and mountains, and he murmured softly: "Come back."

……

Five thousand miles west of Huayuzong.

Several casual cultivators were fighting fiercely around a monster.

Their expressions were tense, and they turned their heads to look around from time to time.

But don't get me wrong, everyone is not invincible and looking for a way out.

On the contrary, there are so many of them at the moment, and they obviously have the upper hand in the face of that little monster clan.

But recently, there have been rumors of a fairy sword stealing monsters, which have already spread in the world of cultivating immortals.

They were afraid that at the critical moment when the elusive fairy sword appeared, they would be wasting their time.

"Hurry up, delay, maybe the fairy sword will come."

A man with a stout figure and a mighty appearance urged loudly.

However, before the words fell, his expression froze all of a sudden, and an exclamation came from his ear: "No, it's already here."

Everyone almost cried, the more they were afraid of something, the more they would encounter it. Could it be that their busy work was in vain?
Someone hastily bowed and bowed, begging the fairy sword to show mercy.

However, although the fairy sword has a spirit, after all, it is not as smart as a human being.

Or a tendon.

It feels that it is subjugating demons, how can it have compassion for evil spirits, of course it must eliminate the evil and kill them with one sword.

Therefore, ignore everyone's begging for mercy.

The sword light was like snow, just about to cut it down, suddenly, the locust wood fairy sword seemed to sense something, braked suddenly, then turned around, turned into a stream of light, soared into the sky, and disappeared into the sky.

"It actually showed mercy?"

"Could it be that the immortals heard our prayers?"

Everyone looked at each other.

Then comes ecstasy.

The joy of regaining what they lost made them full of energy, and they all went to kill the monster with full energy.

……

"Have you heard that the immortal took back that fairy sword!"

"The immortal is really benevolent!"

"That's right, urging me to wait for my urgency can be called benevolence and righteousness."

……

What Lin Xiaoyao never expected was that.

Huaimu Xianjian misinterpreted his own meaning and caused a catastrophe. These days, he caused a lot of trouble for everyone. After he recalled the fairy sword, he originally thought that he would be criticized and spurned by everyone, and he would gain a lot of negative emotions. .

The result is not the case.

It can even be said that it is quite the opposite.

All the immortal cultivators praised him for thousands of miles.

What kind of people are approachable, benevolent and righteous, anxious about others' difficulties, all kinds of compliments made Lin Xiaoyao feel a little embarrassed.

His first reaction.

I must have made a mistake.

Didn't I cause you a lot of trouble?
If you don't blame me and complain about me, it's already very good, so why would you still boast about me like a hype.

And according to Lin Xiaoyao's understanding, not only the monks of Huayu Sect, but also the monks outside.

Everyone was so grateful to him, if not everyone didn't know who this big guy was hiding behind the scenes, they would have come to him and knelt down to thank him.

All in all a great debt of gratitude to him.

Including those immortal cultivators who were robbed by him, although they used to cry bitterly, but now when they talk about this immortal hidden behind the scenes, their gratitude is also beyond words.

Lin Xiaoyao was bewildered by everyone's reaction, with a dazed look on his face.

what on earth is it?

And after his observation, everyone is definitely not following what others say, and all the gratitude comes from the bottom of their hearts.

This is even more incredible.

Totally unreasonable.

Obviously it was my own negligence that caused the loss of everyone, but why did they not receive complaints, but were grateful.

At the beginning.

Lin Xiaoyao really didn't understand.

But after careful observation and careful thinking, he finally figured out what was going on.

　Guess everyone, why Huaimu Xianjian got into trouble, everyone not only does not blame, but also is grateful to Lin Xiaoyao, O(∩_∩)O haha~
　　
　　
　
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