Quick Transmigration: Sword Master's Thousand-Layer Routine

Chapter 23 Some Qi Refining Can Escape
Originally, Mingying had a lot of fun practicing alone during these times.

There is no danger and you can fight monsters, and make money to support your family by the way, which is very happy.

So much so that she couldn't think of leaving, she didn't think of Wang Chen.

When I saw it today, I didn't want to recognize him. The main thing was that wherever the other party went, there were people's self-heating physiques, which made her feel troublesome.

But all these thoughts were before hearing Zhao Lingyun speak.

After Zhao Lingyun spoke, Mingying's thoughts of avoiding trouble were completely gone.

Anyway, it's the boyfriend who made the reservation, so of course I can't let others snatch it away.

What love is to let go, what's yours is yours after all, Ming Ying didn't take it to heart.

Even if you don't chase after, fight for it, how can you be sure that this love is not yours?

Stalking and stalking are certainly disgusting, but it is wrong to want nothing without wanting anything. If there is any unilateral contribution, isn’t it just you and me?
"This fellow Taoist, please stay away from the poor monk."

After hearing Zhao Lingyun's words, the crowd around Wangchen immediately moved out of their seats to watch the excitement.

The fact that Master Wangchen of Wanxiang Temple was attracted to a little female cultivator was known in private for a long time.

Everyone has also heard about the entanglement between Zhao Lingyun, the daughter of the patriarch of the Lingzong, and Wangchen Buddha.

Zhao Lingyun went wrong in her cultivation when she was young, so she went to the Vientiane Temple to recuperate, where she met the astonished Buddhist disciple Wangchen, and fell in love at first sight, and stalked her to death.

He even fought against other female cultivators who liked Wangchen.

Don't listen to Wangchen Buddha directly rejected the other party, and after the Buddha went out to travel, the two of them interacted less.

So that this kind of rare Shura field is really rare.Everyone watched the excitement.

Facing Wangchen's cold face, Zhao Lingyun refused to let go: "I heard that you fell in love with a little monk. If that's the case, why can't I?"

"I've heard that that female cultivator is only in the Qi refining period, how can she be worthy of you."

"Look at me, I'm pretty, and my cultivation is at the Nascent Soul Stage, and I'm going to break through the fusion soon..."

"This fellow daoist, please make way." Wang Chen didn't change his face.

Being treated like this, Zhao Lingyun immediately pouted in dissatisfaction, but she didn't dare to stop her.

After all, Wangchen is also a great power during the tribulation period.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the cold-faced Buddha slowly walked towards the crowd, and then stopped in front of the female nun who was dressed in black.

The cold expression on his face turned into a gentle smile like a spring breeze. He smiled and held the other party's hand, with a bit of distress in his voice: "Ah Ying, I haven't seen you for a few days, why are you so hurt all over?"

It was the first time for Mingying to experience this kind of crowd watching.

She has never been looked at like this since she was a child, especially the eyes of this group of people are full of inquiry and estimation, as if she is something that can be measured.

But Mingying didn't take it seriously, she cared more about the person in front of her than these gazes.

"Small injury, and cultivation, how can there be no injury?"

He said so, but seeing Wangchen wipe away those scars with a wave of his hand, Mingying still felt as sweet as eating candy.

Compared with other dead monks, she was already very lucky.

In Zhao Lingyun's eyes, this scene was so dazzling.

Seeing Wangchen standing behind Mingying like a little daughter-in-law and about to leave, she finally couldn't suppress her anger.

The fierce claws directly attacked Mingying, and Zhao Lingyun's voice was even sharper: "Wang Chen! Is this the woman you like?"

It was the holy armor beast that was hunted down that day that attacked Mingying.

Everyone thought that Wang Chen would make a move. After all, Zhao Lingyun was in the Nascent Soul Stage, and although that woman didn't know her cultivation, whoever had the information knew that she was only in the Qi Refining Stage.

The green long sword blocked the beast's claws, making a sharp tearing sound.

The weak female cultivator in everyone's eyes held a long sword and blocked this ultimate move neatly.

Seeing that Wangchen didn't shoot or speak, Zhao Lingyun was even more proud: "You bitch, with your looks, how can you be worthy of Wangchen?! If you're sensible..."

"Just what?" The weak female cultivator in everyone's eyes interrupted her: "Don't open your mouth and shut your mouth to say something cheap or not. I have a name, and my name is Mingying."

Zhao Lingyun became even more angry, and ordered the holy armor beast to attack Mingying.

Ye Qingshi was also the one who saw this scene.

He obediently followed his senior sister to practice in the secret realm. After so many days, his self-awareness and cultivation had already made a qualitative leap.

But how to put it, people are more popular than people.

Seeing Mingying fighting with the Nascent Soul stage holy armor beast with a sword, he felt hopeless in life.

Others don't know, but he still doesn't know Mingying's cultivation level?
A solid foundation period.

It is said that sword cultivators are invincible within the same level, and leapfrog fighting is nothing new, but... build a foundation and fight Nascent Soul, this should not be too preposterous!

Although in everyone's eyes, Mingying is in a weak position, being crushed and beaten by the holy armor beast, but she is only building a foundation.

And it's only been half a month, her growth rate is a bit too amazing.

Ling Lie's sword energy was blocked by the thick scales of the holy armored beast. Although it didn't pierce the opponent's body, it knocked it back a small step.

The angry holy armored beast wanted to burrow into the ground, but the ground was covered with vines at some point, and the thriving vines wrapped around its limbs firmly, hindering its movements.

Like an annoying mosquito, although it is not powerful, it scratches people very much.

Mu Ketu, facing Mingying, even though the Holy Armored Beast has a high level of cultivation, it has nothing to do with her.

And most importantly, she is not suppressed by her own cultivation.

The human beings in front of them are so weak.

After fighting like this for a while, everyone could see a lot of problems. Zhao Lingyun, who controlled the golden armored beast, was even more furious, pointing at the Lingzong disciple beside him and roaring: "What are you doing here? She is just a casual cultivator. Hurry up and kill her!"

Lingzong disciples, you look at me, I look at you, and finally rushed up.

When Mingying saw the other party directly engaging in gang fights, she completely lost her patience.

Can't afford to fight or hide?

She took the opportunity to entangle the golden-armored beast, and then pulled Wangchen on one side to step on the Chunhui sword: "Look at the rotten peach blossoms you provoke!"

Now Wangchen's voice behind Mingying was a little smiling: "Well, it's my fault."

After such a long delay, the group of Frost and Snow Beasts who had been following them were already close at hand, and the disciples of the Lingzong had no choice but to return to Zhao Lingyun to protect her.

Zhao Lingyun is not a person who can't distinguish between priorities, but seeing Mingying running away so carelessly, she is even more angry.

Especially after seeing the dying Frost Snow Beast in his hand.I feel even worse.

How can a sword repairer run so fast!
It's not that Zhao Lingyun has never seen a sword cultivator. She has never seen a hundred or eighty sword cultivators in Hidden Sword Mountain of the same realm, but she has never met someone who runs so fast.

Is this woman really in the Qi refining period? !

(End of this chapter)