After becoming an undercover agent of Xianmen, I won by lying down

Chapter 62 Rong Yan is Qingli God Venerable? !
What about robbery?
Shen Fu sneered at this. When she did things, she didn't care about the process, only the results.

Besides, the reputation of the demon clan is already in a mess, and banditry is just one of them, so why not be more honest?

"Really don't give it to me?"

Shenlong's attitude gradually became tougher, "Little girl, I see that you are a demon, and I have received favors from Shen Xun, so I can persuade you. If you keep pressing forward, I will have no choice but to fight."

So it was because of Shen Xun...

"Then fight!"

The winner is the king and the loser is the enemy. If you win, you can take away the sword. If you lose, you can also wound this old dragon. No matter what, it's not a loss.

As soon as Shen Fu drew out his sword, Rong Yan pushed it back before he could pull it out completely.

Shen Fu: "?" There was a big doubt in his little head.

"You can't beat it!"

Rong Yan was right. The five-clawed dragon had lived for tens of thousands of years. Even though it was old now, its strength was definitely not something that juniors like them could easily challenge.

The Immortal Sect Competition is for a better future for the Immortal Sect, not to put anyone’s life on the line here.

"But that sword is fine!"

Shen Fu didn't want to give in. After the Bloody Bamboo Sword, it was difficult for her to find a sword that suited her liking. The sword guarded by this old dragon was just right.

"No matter how good the sword is, it is not as important as life!"

Shen Fu didn't want to talk. If these immortal cultivators weren't in the way, she would not necessarily lose if she unleashed her demonic energy and her true strength.

Rong Yan sighed, it was the first time he saw Shen Fu so stubborn.

"There is a good sword in the Sect Sword Tomb, no worse than this one. I will take you to get it when the time comes."

Ok?
"Is this true?"

Rong Yan nodded, with a helpless smile in his eyes: "But the ugly words are ahead. The swords in the sword tomb have their own tempers. I am only responsible for taking you in. Whether you can take it or not is yours. ability."

"no problem!"

The eldest disciple of the Liyang Sect, Qianjin Yinuo, Shen Fu is not so attached to the sword in front of him now.

"Junior, I apologize to you on behalf of Junior Sister. Junior Sister is innocent and has no intention of offending me. I hope you won't argue with her."

Shen Fu: "..." This was the first time someone said she was naive.

"you……"

Shenlong bent down suddenly, the huge dragon's head approached Rong Yan, and the long beard almost hit Rong Yan's face. It was obviously a ridiculous scene, but Rong Yan saw many emotions similar to shock in Shenlong's eyes.

"senior?"

Perhaps knowing that his behavior was a bit extreme, Shenlong swung his tail and backed away, and the next second threw the divine sword to Rong Yan in front of everyone's shocked eyes.

"You have a destiny with it, so take it away."

Rong Yan frowned, subconsciously looking at Shen Fu's reaction, the latter looked at him strangely, and had no extra emotions.

Rong Yan breathed a sigh of relief, but still refused: "Senior, I already have the Cang Lin Sword, I don't need a second sword!"

"Cang Lin?"

Only then did the five-clawed dragon see Rong Yan's saber, but he also dismissed it: "The Canglin sword is indeed good, but it is far from the sword I just threw to you."

"Whether it's suitable or not is only clear to me."

"Could it be that because I didn't give this sword to your junior sister but gave it to you, you are afraid that your junior sister will blame you for this, so you dare not accept this sword?"

Rong Yan shook his head, this senior Shenlong's thoughts were too active.

"I just feel that as a sword repairer, I should be loyal to my own sword. To me, it is not only a weapon in my hand to kill enemies, but also a close friend who has accompanied me for many years. Cang Lin is very good, so I don't Need a second sword!"

After finishing speaking, Rong Yan threw the Unspeeding Sword in his arms back into the pool, and stuck it straight in its place.

The sky suddenly changed, the storm suddenly rose, dark clouds gathered, and there was a faint tendency of heavy rain.But within a few minutes, the dark clouds dispersed and the sun suddenly appeared. What I had just experienced seemed like an illusion.

Shenlong scratched the water in the pool with his paws and exhaled, "As you wish!"

After all the changes, no matter how young he became, he really didn't want this sword anymore...

"Let's go boys!"

Shenlong drives everyone away, and then traps himself in one world forever and ever.

"Senior Brother Rong Yan, I think what you just said was very good, but it seems like you were trying to point me out."

"Huh?" Rong Yan hadn't reacted yet.

Shen Fu shook the Blood Bamboo Sword in his hand, "Senior Brother, do you think my request for a second sword has hurt my first sword?"

The Blood Bamboo Sword Spirit trembled, always feeling that if Rong Yan spoke for him, he would be broken into two pieces in the next second.

"No."

Rong Yan looked down at his Canglin Sword, his thoughts were flying wildly: "The Canglin Sword is different from the other ones. The sword spirit in it saved my life, so it is still sleeping... If he wakes up and finds that I have Another sword is probably going to cause trouble.”

For Rong Yan's explanation, Shen Fu can only be said to be reluctantly satisfied.

However... thinking of Rong Yan's choice for that sword, and Lao Long's attitude when Rong Yan rejected the sword, Shen Fu became more and more determined in his guess.

"Senior Brother, the Canglin Sword is really good!"

Rong Yan smiled and said, "Let's go, find a place to rest for the night."

Shen Fu said good, but he was always thinking about how to do it.

The legendary Lord Qingli was reincarnated. Such a good opportunity to destroy the fate of the immortal clan was right in front of him. How could he let it go?

"There's a cave ahead, let's make it a night first."

Shen Fu followed behind and also entered the cave.

When Rong Sheng was angry, Shen Fu made a preemptive suggestion: "Why don't I stay awake in the first half of the night, because I can't sleep much in the first half of the night."

Rong Yan's upbringing for so many years told him that there is absolutely no reason for him to rest at night at the girl's house: "One night is not very long, junior sister can sleep at ease."

"How about that!"

Shen Fu's voice suddenly rose, and he realized that he had lost his composure before explaining in a soft voice: "What is the difference between male and female cultivators? There are dangers everywhere in the fairy mountains. If senior brother doesn't rest well, what should I do if I can't deal with those dangers then?"

"And the first half of the night isn't very long, so there's no problem if I keep watch for a while."

"This……"

Shen Fu rolled his eyes wildly in his heart, how can a man complain so much?

"Senior Brother Rong Yan, if you don't get a good rest, I will blame myself too."

Hey, she got goosebumps all over her body.

Rong Yan had no choice but to say yes. Before closing his eyes, he did not forget to tell Shen Fu: "Remember to wake me up as soon as you find any danger."

"Don't worry, senior brother Rong Yan."

Finally, Rong Yan hugged Cang Lin Sword and closed his eyes, and Shen Fu also breathed a sigh of relief.

"No, you want to take advantage of others?"

Fortunately, Blood Bamboo Sword and Sword Spirit knew about the sound transmission, but Shen Fu, who had a loud voice, wanted to hit him.

"What do you mean by taking advantage of others? Why are you talking so badly?"

　The next plot is probably~
　　Ah Fu tried every possible means to kill Rong Yan’s 108 moves (imaginary numbers, imaginary numbers, imaginary numbers), and finally transitioned to copywriting~
　　Today is also a day to do things without conscience~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)