Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

Feng Qingxiu's sword would definitely not touch Ji Yun.

In Ji Yunlai’s eyes, the lightning-fast sword light was indistinguishable from that of a tortoise. He even felt that the child’s cultivation was very solid. Although he was proficient in swordsmanship, he lacked a little agility. it is good.

He just thought about it, the opponent's sword light seemed to be out of control, he moved to the best position according to his mind, and then took a step back.

At his speed, the other party couldn't even see that he had moved, strangely as if deliberately stabbing an inch in front of him and missing him.

Feng Qingxiu refused to accept, the sword light stretched, the sword aura was like a waterfall, and the rain enveloped the past.

Ji Yunlai dodged while thinking about what was wrong with this sword technique.

Feng Qingxiu feels like a divine help. This set of small rift swords he practiced countless times is getting more and more smooth. Several swords that he can't always use smoothly are swayed out like streamers, as if they were not moves in memory. , But he released it instinctively, naturally, without fireworks.

Leap, the crack of the sky, and the gate of heaven, referring to the great road. He felt that the first few styles could not threaten the other party, and the sword intent turned around. He almost used the following nine swords without hesitation.

The sword silk is like a chrysanthemum, blooming in an instant.

The huge sword light almost enveloped the entire eagle beak cliff.

After the sword light passed, Feng Qingxiu stood alone on the edge of the cliff, speechless.

Many fellow practitioners around quietly approached, wanting to see what happened.

"I have touched a trace of the Taoist meaning of the Rift Sword in the foundation period. I am worthy of the chief of this year." A middle-aged Taoist with thin hair and serious face appeared instantly, blocking the students who wanted to get closer, "He is here at this time. Feel the sword intent, don't bother him, learn from Axiu, tomorrow you can practice swords with no distraction on things as big as the mountain, how about you one by one?"

"Deacon, we just want to get closer and breathe in immortality!" a student said unconvinced.

"That's right, maybe we got a sense of luck..." The other students were also not convinced.

"Suck sucking! I know sucking in one day, and all day knowing that I have the luck to think about something evil devil's way. Hurry up and practice, otherwise the character record when ascending the mountain will be deducted!" The middle-aged Taoist stared like a sword, coldly. Scan the students who want to go forward.

The threat was so fierce that the students around immediately scattered.

The sun is slanting west, the world is silent, only white clouds drifting under the cliff.

After a long while, Feng Qingxiu recovered from that silk Taoist meaning, and her heart suddenly became tight, but at this time, there was still the shadow of the young man.

Little thief!

This Kun-Lai No. 1 talent issued a heart-piercing roar!

Then he ran away without looking back.

Ji Yun, who was sitting on Qisong, took a look at him, thinking that it would be bad to bully the younger generation, and return the things to him at night.

Turning his gaze back to Yu Jue, he almost couldn't wait to infiltrate his spiritual thoughts into it.

! !

That thread of spiritual thought instantly moved to another dimension.

In the space is a giant tree composed of runes, with countless branches and leaves reaching into the void, opening out one by one in the dark, and illusory runes jumping and flowing, guiding the direction.

As he thought, it was really a local area network!

There are countless spiritual thoughts flowing on the giant tree. I want students to communicate with each other, and they have the highest authority, so they can see the nature of this network.

But that kind of fluid and beautiful rune pattern combination made him seem to see the days when he used lights and night battles to pull programmers to write code in a daze.

Plug-ins, procedures, functions, libraries, partial execution programs, auxiliary execution programs, auxiliary control programs, and auxiliary calculation programs are all things he can write with his eyes closed, but now they have become other expressions.

"It's not a bad thing to learn again."

He can't read his eyes anymore, so he has to work harder. What he likes is to study and study. If he can concentrate on studying and practicing for such a long time in the future, it doesn't seem to matter if he forgets some memories.

Although I don't know how he has paid to reach the current height in the past thousand years, his eyes can't always stop before.

Regardless of the reason for the loss of memory, what I have to do now is to retrieve the lost knowledge before I can talk about other things. After all, this world speaks with strength, which, in the days when he was a casual cultivator, he had already experienced it.

According to the function on Yujue, he switched to the common section, and immediately became a huge plane in front of him, a forum interface that couldn't be more simple.

The learning area on the left and the leisure area on the right.

There are a variety of tactics in the learning area, and you need to reach a certain level in the Lingshi point cultivation position. He has all kinds of tactics and runes that he wants.

The leisure area is for various exchanges.

It turned out that the Hall of Faith was on the Internet, no wonder he couldn't find it.

And he has the highest authority, and it took a few breaths to scan and remember the tactics.

Just a few million words, that's how the primordial spirit is powerful.

Ji Yun came to take back his spiritual thoughts, played with Yujue in his hands, a little admiring himself.

It's nothing more than a primary school and a middle school, and the local area network has also been integrated. Give him a few hundred years, is he going to heaven?

But if he can do it, I shouldn't have a problem. I'm all alone.

He recalled the "Rune General Outline" he had just seen in his mind, and he understood the analysis carefully.

This book is simple and straightforward to write, easy to understand, using punctuation instead of sentence breaks for those who know it, and it is equipped with drawing animations, which can hardly be close to the people. Ji Yunlai wanted to hug the author and kiss him, too. It suits his taste.

He didn't understand the book until the middle of the moon, and then found out that the final signature was: Ji Yun came on the first day of September in Bingshen year.

"..." He was speechless for a while.

The pressure is so great, when will I return to this level.

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When the willow shoots were on the moon and the lights were like stars, Feng Qingxiu returned to her home in despair.

He fell on his bed.

Shou Shanju has identified all the recent patterns of foreign sect envoys. None of them is that young man. The Taoist soldier who took the case said that he had reported to the main network to stop his own network port, and that was no longer available. , There will be no big impact to relax your mind!

unusable-

He was so aggrieved that he wanted to cry.

From the time he came to Kun-Lai Mountain, he didn't know how long it took him to get the magic weapon!

A net in the door requires a hundred spirit stones, and the information fee for the ten spirit stones is required to maintain the connection every year. His reward for more than ten years is also more than ten spirit stones. Once he gets it, he will take all the spirit stones. Shi Quan went in!

And if you want it, you have to buy it yourself!

One hundred and ten spiritual stones!

It's a real high-grade spirit stone! If you go outside to hire monks of your own level, you can hire a hundred thugs for three years!

At such an expensive price, the most important thing is that you can’t go online to see the practice experience of the big people for at least ten years, and you can’t buy and sell all kinds of materials!

I heard that many students who failed the make-up exam jumped from the top of the peak today, so I'll just jump down too!

"That little thief, I will definitely find you!" he said bitterly.

"Got it." A voice rang casually.

Feng Qingxiu sat up, glaring at the young Xuanyi who silently appeared at the table.

"You dare to come!" "Return you."

The two voices sounded almost simultaneously.

It's no longer available, you little thief!

Feng Qingxiu looked at the juvenile Jade Jue with a complicated expression, and finally sighed, "Fine."

He stretched out his hand to take Jade Jue back, wiped it carefully, took it back, or as a memorial, maybe he could ask the supervisor to recover again. This person looked like a foreigner, and he couldn't stop him, so he asked him to pay. It just appears to be more vulnerable.

"I have already reported your matter to the martial art. No matter what your intentions are, please put it away and leave. My Kun-Lai faction is not a place for people to come and go." Feng Qingxiu said seriously.

"You are loyal." Ji Yunlai had a faint sense of relief in his heart, and the recognition of his school was very high.

"...You are from Central Continent, right?" Feng Qingxiu shook her head slightly, "Of course you don't know that Central Continent is rich and stable. We Xizhou is located in a remote area and lives in a nearby area. If there is no Kun-Lai barrier, how can there be prosperity now?"

Ji Yunlai nodded: "I'm from a small place. I only know that my country is a small minister country in Central Continent, but I don't know any more distant places."

He was telling the truth. This world is not comparable to the earth that occupies every inch of land. Human race towns are scattered on the ground. They are sparsely like a handful of sesame seeds. The danger of the beasts in the deep mountains and dense forests is not to say. Only, apart from the monks, few people know further afield.

"Looking at your cultivation level so high, it must be a house where you can only cultivate," Feng Qingxiu slightly raised her chest, "A thousand years ago, my Xizhou was barren and barren, sparsely populated, and suffering from demon disasters. I sent my ancestor Ji Yun to come. I am a talented person, choosing dragons and phoenixes throughout Xizhou. After a hundred years and countless twists and turns, Xizhou is now prosperous."

"Pick the dragon and choose the phoenix?" Ji Yun asked.

"Six hundred years ago, the ancestor set a heart-enquiring stone in every town, with twelve runes printed on it. Under the age of fifteen, you can draw one of them at a time and you can enter my Kun-Lai next door to practice. Asking Linggen does not ask about birth. This has cultivated countless talents for me in Xizhou." Feng Qingxiu said proudly.

Ji Yun came and stayed for a while: "It's a lie? How many people have to be charged, is he too rich?"

He had enough for his poor cultivation at the time. How could others not know the benefits of the Guangshou sect person, but cultivation is really a money-burning business, it is really a place of spiritual stones, natural materials and precious resources that can’t support so much. Monk, why Zhongzhou is so chaotic? It's not a fight for resources.

It’s just that his words clearly offended the patriarch’s brain fan, Feng Qingxiu was furious: “You can’t do it, it doesn’t mean that the ancestor can’t do it. Send a patriarch’s famous saying: wait for the finches, know your ambitions!”

"..."

Am I being praised or scolded? Ji Yun wanted to laugh for a while.