I'm not a fairy 1: Breaking the dust and never thinking

Chapter 12 I Don't Have a Sword

There are no swords, what to draw?

Also, Miss Master, do you have any handy weapons?
How come they don't know anything about it?

Several people were all sticking to the rock wall outside the hall, and they all had the urge to lift their foreheads and sigh.

Among them, Shen Jiu had a feeling of "hahaha, I was finally led astray", but when he thought about it carefully, he felt that there seemed to be something wrong.

The Yashan Sword Drawing School, the Sword Drawing School, not only let people draw the sword, but you also have to draw it yourself!
Everyone's heart fainted.

Inside the hall.

After Jianchou uttered the word "draw the sword", Zhou Baozhu was startled for a moment, and then came to his senses.

Among the disciples of Yashan, there has been a saying of "drawing the sword" since ancient times, so they all say that "a sword on Yashan can span nine days". All the disciples of Yashan who advocate "drawing the sword" are called "drawing the sword school".

She has heard about this for a long time, but because she has little contact with the disciples of the Yashan school, she has never seen it.

Now, in this hall, I heard a senior sister of the Yashan School who was in the Qi refining period say "draw the sword" to me?
In Xiujie, when did these people become so bold?

Even if it is Yashan, don't you need to look at the disciple's cultivation?
Anyway, Zhou Baozhu is also a mid-stage Foundation Establishment!
Right now, there is a young man in the Qi refining period who dares to tell her to draw the sword just because he is a disciple of Yashan?
A feeling of being insulted suddenly slapped Zhou Baozhu's face like a slap, making her complexion even more ugly.

"Forgive others and forgive others. I respect Senior Sister Jianchou as a disciple of Yashan, so I have always been very polite. Since I asked Shangyashan, I have been polite everywhere, and I have never offended Senior Sister Jianchou. Why is Senior Sister Jianchou like this?"

Zhou Baozhu had a sullen face, as if he was trying to persuade Jianchou.

"Baozhu has also heard a little about the story of the Yashan disciple drawing the sword. I just advise Senior Sister Jianchou to think carefully. It will not be good to tear either side of the face of the two factions."

It is said that it is the face of "two factions", but in fact, everyone understands the meaning of Zhou Baozhu's words.

In their eyes, Jianchou was in the Qi refining stage, but she was so arrogant that she wanted to challenge Zhou Baozhu in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, Yashan must be the one who was ashamed!
only……

Behind Zhou Baozhu, the cowardly girl finally raised her head slowly to see Zheng Yao and the elder, the head of Yashan who had been silent in the main hall.

Unexpectedly, the two principals had an indifferent expression, and their eyes glowed, more like excitement?
For a moment, the girl felt that something was wrong, and wanted to say something to Zhou Baozhu, but she was afraid to speak because she was in the hall.

Zheng Yao's heart is already full of joy at this moment.

Sister Jianchou just succeeded in building a foundation, but someone sent her to practice moves, and she even uttered wild words, implying that Yashan would lose face?

Le Dafa.

Zheng Yao suppressed a smile, and turned to look at Fudaoshanren, Fudaoshanren also turned his head with a "seems to be interesting" expression.

The two looked at each other without saying anything to stop them.

As for Jianchou, when I heard that "it won't look good if you tear either side", I didn't bother to talk.

She just turned around and bowed to Zheng Yao and Fudao Shanren: "Sect Leader, Master, this hall is too small to use your fists, I wonder if we can change the place?"

The meaning of going one's own way.

She must "draw her sword" today.

In fact, the Lanyue Palace right now is not small, and it can be said that it is more than enough for two monks in the foundation stage to fight.

Jianchou can't fail to see the situation in Lanyue Temple, so the only possibility is...

When the Fudao mountain people thought of the huge hole in the mountain wall, they couldn't help but stare brightly: ah, ah, my apprentice is also a master of hiding private goods!
From the looks of it, this is going to be a big fight!

Before Zheng Yao could speak, he had already stood up fearing that the world would not be chaotic: "The sword drawing platform in the back mountain is big enough and empty enough. If you want to compete, talk about how easy it is for accidental injuries to happen. Just go over there."

Zheng Yao couldn't help but praise in his heart.

Look at this thick-skinned appearance, a good quarrel and provocation was directly beautified into a high-sounding reason like "talk about the possibility of accidental injury"!

It's just too much!
However, he likes it.

So, the head of Yashan also stood up, and squinted his eyes with a smile: "Yes, the sword-drawing platform is just right."

"Gudong!"

"Gudong!"

"Gudong!"

There was a sound of falling to the ground outside the hall.

The Fudao Mountain people knew that there were some people eavesdropping outside, so they didn't care too much, and just pretended that they didn't hear it.

Jianchou was a little surprised.

The head of the sect, Zheng Yao, had already stepped out of the hall to guide the three Candle-Cutting Sect female cultivators.

Zhou Baozhu gave Jianchou a cold look, and followed Zheng Yao.

Jianchou nodded slightly, she was very polite, she had a smile on her lips, and only waited for the Fudao Mountain Man to come over, then followed her master and walked outside.

The long and wide passage is right in front of you.

It's just that when Jianchou came out, he saw five people outside.

Needless to say, Qu Zhengfeng and Shen Jiu, the little radish head is also there, there is another one who is tall and looks naive, and there is another one who is full of leisure and only has a pair of eyes, which is very impressive .

"Elder Sister!"

Seeing someone coming out, Shen Jiu quickly jumped out and shouted in a low voice.

Jianchou stopped in her tracks, glanced at Zhou Baozhu in front of her, then changed direction and walked towards Shen Jiu: "Fourth Junior Brother?"

What's the matter?
Shen Jiu looked Jianchou up and down, as if meeting her for the first time.

Qu Zhengfeng also had strange eyes, but he felt that Jianchou's temperament was indeed a little different from what he thought at the beginning.

As for the other three, it was the first time they saw this "big sister", and they even stared, as if they wanted to count how many bones she had.

"Master, do you have a sword?"

At such a critical moment, Shen Jiu didn't talk nonsense, went straight to the point, and asked a question that everyone was very concerned about.

Jianchou was startled: "No."

Shen Jiu raised his forehead and sighed helplessly: "If you don't have a sword, what kind of sword do you ask someone to draw?"

"Swipe."

A burst of cold light flashed out.

A long sword was suddenly handed out and placed in front of Jianchou.

Shen Jiu and Jianchou both turned their heads to look in surprise.

I saw Qu Zhengfeng holding a deep black long sword with sheath in his hand, the black light was like ink, and it looked ordinary.

I don't understand what I mean when I see sorrow.

Qu Zhengfeng said in a low voice: "As far as I know, Elder Sister doesn't have any weapons that are very convenient. Now that she wants to fight against the Zhuzhu Sect, there is no sword. This sword is called Shentan, and it is a high-grade magic weapon. Use it with you, and when you see Senior Sister Sorrow, you can immediately recognize the master with blood."

"Yup!"

As soon as Shen Jiu patted himself on the head, he stretched out his hand, and after a "swipe" sound, another transparent and elegant sword appeared in his palm.

"I snatched this from others a few years ago. It was originally used by a female cultivator. It is also a high-grade magic weapon. It looks better than the second senior brother. If Senior Sister Jianchou likes it, take this one!"

As soon as the magic weapon of the two of them lit up, several other people also stared.

Seeing that the other three were also about to take out the magic weapon, he couldn't help but feel a little helpless.

There was a smile on his lips, but this time it was warm.

"You guys don't have to worry about it. I thought that drawing a sword is to let others draw their swords. But I don't have to draw my sword myself."

"But..." Shen Jiu rolled his eyes, and finally expressed his thoughts, "Elder Sister, you won't be handsome without a sword!"

The rest of them rolled their eyes in unison.

Seeing that she was happy, she smiled and said: "Thank you for your kindness, Fourth Junior Brother, I really don't have a sword."

She paused, and several people looked at her.

Jianchou is very relaxed: "But I have legs."

leg.

The idiot Chen Weishan's eyes moved away in an instant.

And, he's not alone.

After the initial moment of daze, everyone rushed to see Chou's legs.

Jianchou's attire is not feminine, she is wearing a plain white robe, which is suitable for walking outside, similar to the attire of these male cultivators.

a pair of legs...

Uh, isn't it a little bad to stare at the elder sister's legs like this?

Fatty Jiang He blushed.

Jianchou turned his head to look at the front, the headmaster Zheng Yao had already stopped, and turned to look at them.

The people from Fudao Mountain were eating chicken drumsticks with their hands folded, looking like they were having fun.

She knew she couldn't stay longer, and didn't explain anything. She smiled slightly, then turned around and continued walking outside.

At the same place, the five brothers and sisters were a little confused.

The gazes of several people fell on Jianchou's stepping legs, tall and slender with a slender waist...

this leg...

"Sure enough, the big hole outside the Sutra Pavilion was left by Senior Sister Jianchou..." Chen Weishan looked as if his thoughts had been confirmed, "Such thick legs..."

Hearing this sentence, Shen Jiu almost staggered and fell to the ground.

He turned his head and saw the eyes of the other four people, all focused on the long legs of Senior Sister Jianchou, they didn't dare to hit others, but Shen Jiu dared to slap Jiang He's little fat man.

"Snapped!"

"Fourth senior brother, what are you doing?" The little fat man was angry.

Shen Jiu stared: "What are you looking at? Seeing that senior sister Chou is a female cultivator! Do you stare at other people's legs like this?"

Qu Zhengfeng's smile turned cold all of a sudden, and he didn't speak.

Chen Weishan blinked: "Fourth senior brother, didn't you just watch it very engrossed?"

"Cough cough cough..."

Shen Jiu coughed suddenly, his old face turned red.

"Then what, let's go out and watch the fun!"

With that said, he ran out first.The few people behind didn't bother, and followed out.

Everyone wants to see, "But I have legs," what the heck does it mean.

At this moment, Jianchou turned out the inner and outer mirrors given by the head of the sect before.

In the Sutra Pavilion, she has read a lot of jade slips, and naturally she has also learned the method of imperial weapons. Although she has not shed blood to recognize the owner of this side, she can use it freely.

A hazy golden light glowed from the inside and outside mirrors, which was really dazzling.

People from Fudao Mountain looked over, and Zheng Yao also looked over.

Zhou Baozhu next to him couldn't help laughing contemptuously: "Senior Jianchou is not grinding his gun in front of the battle, is he?"

Jianchou smiled, did not speak, and directly bowed to Zheng Yao.

Then, she directly raised her hand, and the inner and outer mirrors spun instantly. During the spinning process, the golden light radiated and scattered towards the surroundings, and the inner and outer mirrors also changed into a three-foot square.

The bright golden light is as transparent as glass.

This magic weapon, one can tell that it is not ordinary.

The profound heritage of Yashan is far from comparable to other small sects.

Although the candle-cutting party is not small, Zhou Baozhu still couldn't help being jealous when Jianchou showed his inner and outer mirrors.

Jianchou stepped onto the mirror calmly, and waved Zhou Baozhu: "Friends of the Candle Cutter School, please."

This "little friend" is similar to the previous sentence "sister of the candle-cutting school".

Who doesn't know that Jianchou has only stepped into the practice for more than ten days, relying on his seniority, he dares to call himself a little friend?

Do not……

wrong!

Step into the practice for more than ten days!
Zhou Baozhu's eyes suddenly showed horror!
She stared at Jianchou and the inside and outside mirror at her feet——

This is an imperial weapon!

Cultivation of the world must be based on building a foundation and cannot be controlled by weapons!
Once the weapon can be used, it means that the person has entered the foundation building period!

How can it be?

Zhou Baozhu couldn't believe it.

Senior Sister Xu once said that this is a temporary disciple accepted by the people of Fudao Mountain. He only entered the stage of Qi refining when he was in Zhanye Island.

But how long has it been since now?
Thirteen days.

Seeing it with my own eyes, how could it be fake?
This elder sister Yashan completed the foundation building within thirteen days!
Seeing Zhou Baozhu's expression, Jianchou knew that the other party's heart must be turbulent. She narrowed her eyes with a smile and reminded: "Is there anything wrong?"

Only now did Zhou Baozhu come back to his senses.

The fear in her eyes had become real, but she forced herself to be calm and snorted coldly.

"See you, Senior Sister."

She had a pretty face with a cold face, and with the gestures together, a faint purple light lit up, and a delicate flying sword had lifted her up.

Apart from anything else, the two of them set off almost at the same time, turned into two beams of light, flew down from the high stone pavilion, and landed on the tall and wide sword-drawing platform!

Below, many leisurely Yashan disciples felt the fluctuation of spiritual power and looked up.

"what's the situation?"

"Isn't that Master Uncle?"

"Why is there a nun?"

"No, no, when will Master Jianchou be able to fly?"

"Did I read it wrong? Could it be that the foundation was built after a retreat?"

"Look! They are going to the sword-drawing platform!"

Sword drawing platform!
In the eyes of all the disciples under the Yashan sect, the sword-drawing platform will always have an extraordinary meaning.

A slender sword, the tip of the sword fell to the ground, and the hilt firmly supported the high sword-drawing platform, supporting the spine of the cliff mountain.

Stratus clouds only floated on the top of Lingzhao, and the blazing sunlight cast the huge shadow of the sword-drawing platform on the flat surface of Lingzhao.

Jianchou and Zhou Baozhu landed on both sides of the sword-drawing platform.

The mountain wind was bitter, stirring up the clouds, but it was difficult to reach the sword-drawing platform.

The top of Lingzhao is already high enough, but the sword-drawing platform is tens of feet higher than the top of Lingzhao!
Yashan has always been the highest point in this area.

Although the Zhuzhu faction is not small, it is absolutely not as powerful as Yashan.

Standing on the high sword-drawing stage now, countless Yashan disciples looked up, and even on the opposite side of Lingzhaoding, many people came out of their caves and stood in front of the mountain wall to watch.

Zhou Baozhu suddenly felt that the blood in his body was flowing.

Yashan, Yashan.

Is this Yashan?

She was standing on the top of the spiritual photo of Yashan, but she wanted to be the enemy of the disciples of Yashan's sect.

What is the difference between this and being an enemy of the entire Yashan?
However, if this battle is won, from now on she, Zhou Baozhu, will surely become famous, and her name will be spread throughout the Central Territory.

Zhou Baozhu's thoughts flew far away.

She stared at Jianchou standing opposite her, and all her previous thoughts of underestimating the enemy had been gathered away.

Even if the person standing opposite her is just a mortal, she must go all out now!

Holding sword and cupping fists, Zhou Baozhu bowed and bowed, his voice was clear enough for everyone on the top of Lingzhao to hear.

"Zhou Baozhu, the Candle Cutter Sect, please teach me, Senior Sister Jianchou."

Jianchou holds the inner and outer mirrors in his hand, nods his head and smiles lightly: "You're welcome."

"..."

You're welcome!
The countless Yashan disciples below were almost crushed!
The people from Fudao Mountain who were watching the opera on the mountain wall slapped their legs and laughed loudly: "Jianchou girl's words can really piss me off!"

Shen Jiu and the others even twitched the corners of their mouths, feeling the urge to hide their faces.

They figured it out, if they cut the elder sister open, needless to say: it's black!
Zhou Baozhu, who was standing opposite to Jianchou, was already in the best state of mind, but when he heard this "you're welcome", his blood surged.

Taking advantage of this burst of anger, she just darkened her face, pulled out her long sword, and a fierce purple light shot up into the sky!

Zhou Baozhu is determined to defeat Jianchou with the fastest speed!

Inside and outside the mirror, a meeting gift given by Zheng Yao, a top-grade magic weapon, which can withstand the full blow of the Jindan stage monks.

Jianchou held the inner and outer mirrors, and moved his fingers lightly on the mirror surface, and the glazed light diffused out, which was really beautiful.

On the sword-drawing stage, purple light and golden light complement each other for a moment.

In terms of magic tools, Zhou Baozhu is actually a bit inferior, but she is better because she has been practicing for a long time and is in the middle stage of foundation establishment.

When Jianchou resisted Senior Sister Xu Lanyuan's attack, he was holding a nine-sectioned bamboo given by Fudaoshan people, which was of a very high grade. According to the analysis of the elders of the master's school, Xu Lan'er missed that time because of the magic weapon.

But now...

Seeing that you don't use the nine-jointed bamboo, but come up with the inside and outside mirrors, you are looking for death.

Because, all the disciples of the Zhuzhu Sect knew that Xu Lan'er had a high level of cultivation, but in terms of instantaneous attack power, Zhou Baozhu was the rookie among the disciples of the Zhuzhu Sect!

At that moment, Zhou Baozhu was already certain to win.

She stared at Jianchou's hand holding the inner and outer mirrors, and at the same time she stood up with the sword, and abundant spiritual power suddenly burst out from the ancestral orifice between the eyebrows, shining brightly!
At the same time, when she stepped on her foot, she turned into countless afterimages and rushed towards Jianchou who hadn't moved!
Due to the infusion of spiritual power, the rotation speed of the bucket plate suddenly accelerated, making it dazzling.

There are more than ten Dao seals on the bucket plate, starting from the first Dao Zi, they light up one by one.

The sword in Zhou Baozhu's hand was shining brightly, as if it wanted to cover the entire sword-drawing platform, and also covered Jianchou's figure in it.

Jianchou didn't move.

Only the inside and outside mirror in her hand emitted a faint streamer.

However, such a streamer is so insignificant under the bright purple light.

Someone below couldn't help but exclaim.

Danger!

Jianchou raised his eyes slowly, looking at Zhou Baozhu who was getting closer, but he was thinking about a question in his mind.

Will it kill someone?
do not know.

All she knew was that if she didn't make a move like this, the life she would kill would definitely not be Zhou Baozhu, but herself!

She has the sky plate, she has the Dao seal, and she has the strength!
Is there any reason not to draw the sword, not to shoot?

She lowered her eyes slightly, and a monstrous white light appeared under her feet.

The strong wind blew up, causing her robe and blue hair to fly together.

The bucket plate measuring one foot by one foot and three feet spun out.

Zhou Baozhu was getting closer and closer.

In the purple light that covers everything, no one else can see it, only she can see that bucket plate!
The Kun lines are bright, following the oldest mystery between heaven and earth, arranged on the bucket plate, radiant with inspiration, extending out...

The whole bucket is lit up!

Not a single Kun line is dim!
Zhou Baozhu was finally completely shocked.

However, no one will know her horror.

Everyone can only see the purple light covering everything, their elder sister Yashan, like a helpless and powerless solitary boat, floating in the strong wind and huge waves.

A Daozi.

It lights up on the bucket plate, approaches Jianchou's feet, and disappears again.

The second Dao Zi, the third Dao Zi...

A flash of light flashed, and a Daozi lit up.

This is clearly a beginner's Dao seal, so there will be such a reaction.

If the person who cast the spell had already grasped the Dao Seal, like an arm and a finger, the moment the bucket plate appeared, the entire Dao Seal should have appeared!

Zhou Baozhu's shock at the beginning finally calmed down a bit, and the monstrous purple light finally slashed down!

Candle-cutting faction, Lan Yuan strikes!
Jianchou sighed.

When she studies the Dao Seal next time, she will try to use her hands.

now...

She didn't dare to take risks. If she failed to use her palm to perform Dao Seal at this juncture, she would lose not only her own face, but the face of the entire Yashan.

At the same time as this thought flashed through his mind, Jianchou immediately raised his legs, facing the sky-high purple light, facing Zhou Baozhu's sword, and facing Lan Yuan of the Candle-Cutter Sect, he struck with a bang!
Bump away!

A huge phantom appeared the moment Jianchou raised his leg!
Phantom and purple light merge together!
The moment it appeared, it forced back the purple light.Jianchou's figure finally appeared clearly in front of everyone!
Of course, everyone also saw clearly Jianchou's gesture.

Just pass by like this!
Phantom and purple light!
The original huge impact did not last for a long time.

"puff."

It was as if the bubbles popping up on the surface of the water were broken, and the sound was soft.

That monstrous purple light was vulnerable to a single blow, and was broken at the moment of impact!
With Zhou Baozhu's sword strike, he was hit by the phantom before he even got close to Jianchou's body!
She only felt a huge force attacking her internal organs, and the spiritual energy in her meridians seemed to have lost resistance the moment the phantom passed through her body, and it was rampaging in her meridians!
"Puff" a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Zhou Baozhu no longer had the strength to hold the sword.

With a sound of "clang", the long sword fell to the ground.

But Zhou Baozhu himself, being carried by that phantom, was thrown directly out of the sword-drawing stage, and landed heavily on the edge of Lingzhao's top!

That phantom, after defeating Zhou Baozhu, did not stop, but went straight forward, and blasted towards the cloud layer not far away, hitting a layer of strangely shaped holes. Exhausted.

The power of one blow is so terrifying!
On the top of the spiritual photo, there was silence.

On the sword-drawing stage, there is only Jianchou standing now, stepping on the bucket plate, hunting against the wind!
After a long while, two exclamations sounded from the mountain wall one after another.

"Senior Sister Zhou!"

It was the other two female cultivators of the Jianzhu Sect who flew up one after another, rushing towards Zhou Baozhu who was about to fall off the top of the spirit photo!

On the mountain wall, Shen Jiu and the others were completely stunned.

crazy...

This is crazy!
Jiang He had experienced the "glamour" of the blow that smashed through the Sutra Pavilion before, and now he experienced it again, only feeling his scalp numb, and crying: "It's really a leg..."

Sword idiot Kou Qianzhi couldn't help it, his eyes shot out.With his hand, he slowly held down the long sword at his waist that seemed to be struggling to come out.

Chen Weishan's eyes were also blank, watching the plain figure on the sword-drawing stage, he felt that the sky was bright and clear.

"It turns out that if you don't agree with each other, you will pull your legs..."

Shen Jiu was already in shock, but now he was really scared by his words and fell off the mountain wall.

Like them, everyone in Yashan who witnessed this fight was extremely shocked.

The battle process is too short, but also too amazing!
Hit for hit!
One win and one loss!
Unlike everyone else, Qu Zhengfeng didn't speak, his eyes flicked over Zheng Yao and Fudao Shanren standing in front of him.

These two people still maintained their postures when they were watching the battle, staring blankly at Jianchou on the sword-drawing stage, as if they had fallen into a permanent aphasia.

This scene is a little different.

Qu Zhengfeng followed their gazes. On the sword-drawing platform, the speed of rotation of the bucket under Jianchou's feet finally slowed down, and the light gradually faded, slowly disappearing into the hard stone of the sword-drawing platform. among.

"Tianpan..."

The slightly trembling voice revealed Qu Zhengfeng's rare emotions.

(End of this chapter)