Fantastic Fantasy: The Daughter of Cloud Raising Luck at the Opening

The crane stopped in front of the protective array, and the ripples in front of it were like water drops falling into a calm pond.

The circles spread out one by one, and there was clearly nothing in front of them, but there was a transparent screen covering the Lishan Sword Sect's sect.

This is Li Shanzong's guardian formation.

"Lishan Sword Sect..."

Wei Zi'an looked down at the Lishan Sword Sect below, and was amazed for a moment.

Located in the orderly Qionglou Yuyu, the high-ranking immortal swordsman, and the disciples of Jianzong who hold swords in formation.

The soaring murderous aura passed through the sect guarding formation, it seems that there are gods and demons alive, and it is difficult to maintain the posture of gods and demons in front of Lishan Sword Sect.

"It's okay, we have tokens."

Fu Ling shook the white jade token in her hand, and the red tassel underneath swayed with the wind.

"Stop comers!"

Before the token was attached to the protective array of the Lishan Sword Sect, a piercing sound suddenly exploded.

Fu Ling paused slightly, and put away the token casually.

"Who are you, do you have proof?"

The sword-wielding cultivator of immortal demeanor strode across the air, his slightly squinted eyes blooming with piercing coldness.

"We are from Bailudong Academy." Fu Ling pointed out, "I am the second disciple of the Academy, and this is my junior brother."

Hearing these words, the face of the person in the formation changed, and he hurriedly said: "Hurry up and protect the formation."

"Brother..."

The younger brother on the side couldn't help reminding.

"Ok?"

The sword-wielding cultivator's face changed slightly, and he hesitated: "Sorry, the sect is in turmoil, may I have a certificate, senior sister?"

"Is this ok?"

Fu Ling took out the jade tablet from her hand again.

"Elder Yan Feng's token."

The sword-wielding monk smiled and said, "Sister, please come in."

A slit was opened in the protective formation, which seemed to be only wide enough for one person to pass through.

"Thank you."

Fu Ling nodded slightly, and gave Bai He a look.

The white crane raised its head and flew down with its wings, but it took only a moment to reach the ground.

"Ah, isn't this the one named Wei Zian!"

"Isn't he a soldier from Snow Wind City, why did he come here?"

"Could it be that Mr. Wei who has been making a fuss recently is talking about him?!"

Hearing the discussions around him, Wei Zian turned his head away because he didn't know. Could it be that his reputation is already so great?

Discussions in the sword formation formed by a group of women in the distance were particularly enthusiastic.

Zhang Fuling stretched out her long pink skirt and laughed, "Do you think that person looks like that kid?"

"It seems so."

Bai Shao scratched her head in disbelief, and quickly turned her gaze to the beautiful woman beside the man.

The pretty face trembled violently, and she whispered: "That seems to be Mr. Fu Ling from the academy, we must not have made a mistake..."

Zhang Fuling was slightly taken aback, and a hint of fanaticism appeared on the random and charming face.

She didn't call her by this name at first, but she met Mr. Er of the academy at that time by chance, and she was immediately amazed, and later she was impressed by his knowledge and fell in love with him, so she decided to change her name to Zhang Fuling.

"fine."

Zhang Fuling shook her head, blushed and asked, "How do you think I'm dressed today?"

As best friends, Bai Shao naturally knows that Mr. Fu Ling is a senior she admires.

Hearing this, he took a serious look at it quickly and said, "Don't worry, the brilliance is moving, and it will definitely fascinate that Wei Zi'an fan."

"what."

Zhang Fuling frowned: "Who would want to see that kid? Although he looks a little handsome, but he said we were putting on airs, and I still haven't forgotten that!"

Looking at the dazed Bai Shao, Zhang Fuling sighed, and said bitterly, "If you are like this, you still want to become a Great Sword Immortal, shit!"

"Bah bah bah."

Bai Shao pouted, puffed her pretty face arrogantly, "If I can't become the Great Sword Immortal, then I will become the woman of the Great Sword Immortal."

After saying that, Bai Shao walked towards the two people in the distance.

"What did you say?"

Zhang Fuling gritted her teeth and said, "Damn girl!"

Seeing Si Nizi walking further and further away, but still walking towards her sweetheart, Zhang Fuling hesitated for a moment.

What to do, what to do.

She didn't want to miss this opportunity, but wouldn't it be embarrassing to be exposed for using her reputation in front of her sweetheart.

Hey.

Zhang Fuling took a few glances, then stomped her feet suddenly, and hurriedly chased after her!
Compared with social death, she still hopes to go further with Mr. Fu Ling of the academy, even if she can be reprimanded for a few words, it is worth it.

On the other side, Wei Zian stood there in a daze.

"Sister, where are we going?"

Fu Ling paused for a moment while stroking Bai He's hand, and shook her head upon hearing this, "I don't know, it's the first time I've been here or there."

the first time?
Wei Zi'an was puzzled, "Then why did the master say that the senior sister should lead the way?"

"Because I can count."

Fu Ling raised her white and tender little hand and shook it, "Even if the route I calculated is not correct, the blessing of my words will make this route correct."

"……sharp."

Wei Zian opened his mouth, but finally shook his head helplessly.

There's no way to compare, obviously I'm the one with the system, but the senior sister is the one who seems to be cheating.

"Gah."

The white crane raised its head, its snow-white wings fluttered up and down, wantonly showing off its beauty.

Although the white crane only slightly flapped its wings a few times, the wind and waves stirred up made Wei Zi'an's figure grimace a bit.

"Gah."

Sensing Wei Zian's gaze, Bai He let out an apologetic cry, but still held his head high.

Is this spring?
Just when Wei Zian was in a daze, he suddenly heard footsteps not far behind him.

"Mr. Fuling, Mr. Xiao, welcome to our Lishan Sword Sect. If you don't suggest it, we can take you for a walk."

Some familiar voices startled Wei Zian slightly, and turned around to find two beautiful girls.

"Hello." Fu Ling smiled and waved her hands, "But we still won't go around, we have to wait for the elder brother."

"Eldest brother, are you referring to Elder Yan Feng?" Bai Shao smiled and said, "Don't worry, we are the unnamed disciples of Elder Yan Feng. If the elder returns, we will know as soon as possible."

"Uh-huh."

Zhang Fuling nodded vigorously, "Yes, yes, our Lishan Sword Sect is very beautiful, Mr. Fuling."

"Um……"

Fu Ling looked at Bai He, and then looked at his junior hesitantly, the latter shrugged, expressing that he didn't care.

"Since that's the case, I'll have to thank the two fairies."

Hearing that Fuling agreed, Zhang Fuling jumped up excitedly.

"Great!"

"Ok?"

Wei Zi'an looked at them strangely.

"Ahaha, she is so happy. Mr. Fu Ling is her role model."

Bai Shao glared at Zhang Fuyao fiercely, the latter hugged Fuling's arm happily, and didn't care about it at all.

Wei Zian looked at them with a smile.

These two people are interesting.