After being reborn, she became a pet junior sister in the world of cultivating immortals

With this sorrow, time slowly passed.

Just when Xue Jiaojiao was about to forget about the bandits, on a peaceful night, a group of bandits entered the village.

When they approached Wang Dashan's house, Xue Jiaojiao felt it.

She got up quickly, so late, who could it be?

With this question in mind, she pushed open the door and walked into the yard. The bandit who was turning over saw Xue Jiaojiao, and grinned at the corner of her mouth.

"It's a woman."

Several people laughed.

Xue Jiaojiao pulled out her sword from her waist, and the bandits only reacted when they saw the sword.

"It's a cultivator!"

At the same time, every household was in chaos, the lights were lit, and the voices of bandits were heard outside.

When Wang Dashan and his wife heard the movement, they saw the people who were confronting Xue Jiaojiao.

"Bandits!" Wang Dashan widened his eyes.

Wang Anning fell into a drowsy sleep, and Wang Dashan quickly dragged Wang Anning behind him.

"do not go."

Cao Erniang's voice trembled, "Why would bandits come to Wang's Village? Isn't it quite far away?"

Wang Anning finally came to his senses, pulled Wang Dashan's clothes and said, "Father, Immortal Elder, Immortal Elder, she..."

"It will be fine, she is a cultivator, better than us." Wang Dashan grabbed his son's hand.

These bandits, Xue Jiaojiao really didn't pay attention to them, seeing that they didn't dare to go forward, Xue Jiaojiao preempted them and knocked them to the ground with a few blows.

It was chaotic outside, and a fire was lit in the west, lighting up the night.

Wang Dashan said in horror: "Over there is the village chief's house!"

Cao Erniang had already entered the house to pack up the things, and cried, "Let's go, otherwise the bandits see us, and we don't have the strength to fight back."

Wang Dashan looked at Xue Jiaojiao, Xue Jiaojiao turned her head and said to him: "Hurry up and leave, I will deal with the bandits here."

"Thank you very much." Wang Dashan cupped his hands, led Wang Anning and left.

Wang Anning shouted: "I won't go, I want to follow the fairy!"

Wang Dashan lifted the man up.

"Follow what? Hurry up!"

The family of three ran away from the door, and Xue Jiaojiao led the way. Xue Jiaojiao ran all the way to the village, and saw many villagers lying in a pool of blood.

The bandit saw her, but didn't notice the sword in her hand, and rushed forward with a grinning grin.

Xue Jiaojiao also disregarded the rules of the immortal cultivators of later generations. In short, this is a memory. She raised the sword and fell, taking the life of the bandit.

Bandits fell one by one, they were numerous and powerful, Xue Jiaojiao couldn't take care of so many people, she could only watch them die in front of her.

When the village was completely silent, Xue Jiaojiao opened her eyes, not knowing how many bandits she had killed in this memory.

Her hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and she walked out of Wangjia Village step by step. When she arrived nearby, she found that the transparent barrier blocking her was gone.

There was a crying sound in the distance, Xue Jiaojiao felt familiar, she ran over to see Wang Anning was crying uncontrollably on the two corpses.

"Father! Mother!"

Xue Jiaojiao sent them out of the village, but the two were still killed by bandits.

Wang Anning turned her head and glanced at her, Xue Jiaojiao only felt that the scene in front of her kept receding, and when she realized it, she had already woken up in the main tomb.

She stood up suddenly, and people around her woke up one after another.

It was really a test set by the owner of the tomb, but now it seems that she failed.

Although she felt it was a pity in her heart, Xue Jiaojiao knew that there was nothing she could do about it.

The one who woke up with her was the Immortal Killer.

Because of the small number of people, Xue Jiaojiao quickly made a decision.

And that person, thinking that Xue Jiaojiao sneaked in like them, only reacted the moment he saw Xue Jiaojiao make a move.

Xue Jiaojiao acted decisively and without delay.

Fortunately, the immortal killer who woke up had a low level of cultivation, otherwise he would have killed Xue Jiaojiao just by meeting him.

The monks in the back woke up one after another, seeing the two people fighting together with a dazed look on their faces.

Xue Jiaojiao pre-emptively shouted: "This man is an immortal killer!"

The sober monk hurried forward to help Xue Jiaojiao.

Xie Connan and the others woke up relatively slowly. When they opened their eyes, they saw a few monks being detained, with angry expressions on their faces.

Xue Jiaojiao came over to explain, and Xie Congnan immediately understood that those were immortal killers.

She looked around, and there were only three people who did not wake up, Lan Xiaohe, Pei Nanxun, and Xue Rongyue.

The others should have failed the trial.

However, there were no immortal killers among those who did not wake up, which made Xie Congnan feel a little relieved.

What they want to deal with right now are these immortal killers.

Without waiting for Xie Congnan to make a move, as long as Xue Jiaojiao finds someone, other monks will move one after another.

When they came, the head of the sect had told them face to face that the Immortal Killer must not be allowed to obtain the ancient inheritance.

A group of people fought back and forth in the main tomb, and Lan Xiaohe and Xue Rongyue woke up one after another.

Xue Jiaojiao frowned, the ancient inheritance was not obtained by Xue Rongyue.

Xue Rong pressed the center of his eyebrows more, and still looked a bit unrelieved.

But he was indeed not affected by the inheritance, and now only Pei Nanxun was left.

Everyone here has already dealt with all the immortal killers. After a long wait, Pei Nanxun finally opened his eyes.

The coffin in the main tomb glowed with light, and a majestic figure slowly appeared.

Pei Nanxun got up, and Lan Xiaohe walked over.

"Brother."

As soon as Pei Nanxun finished speaking, the golden light in the figure flew into Pei Nanxun's eyebrows.

Pei Nanxun stood where he was, and something suddenly appeared in his mind.

This is the ancient inheritance, and the one who passed the test was Pei Nanxun of Dongsheng Shenzhou.

The matter spread all of a sudden.

And that figure slowly looked at the crowd.

Xue Jiaojiao looked at it and felt familiar.

"None of you would have thought that a generation of emperors would be Wang Anning from Wang Family Village, right?"

Wang Anning on the coffin looked at them with a calm expression.

Xue Jiaojiao realized that this person was the thin, dark-skinned Wang Anning from Wang Family Village.

Wang Anning said to Pei Nanxun: "You have done a good job, so I will bestow this inheritance on you."

Pei Nanxun bent down and cupped his hands, "Thank you."

Wang Anning looked at the others, he ordered a few that performed fairly well in the trial, and gave some other things as gifts.

He looked at Xue Jiaojiao, and sent a ball to Xue Jiaojiao's hand.

"This is for you, thank you for everything you have done in the trial."

Xue Jiaojiao looked at the ball, it was an attack weapon, and when it was opened, countless hidden weapons flew out, which was extremely lethal.

Xue Jiaojiao took the ball and thanked her repeatedly.

After delivering these things, Wang Anning returned to sleep underground, and the tomb was completely quiet.

Lan Xiaohe asked Pei Nanxun, "What did you do?"

Pei Nanxun said flatly, "I protected his parents."