Space Cultivation: Rebirth Against the Little Orphan Girl

Chapter 548
"Senior Brother Jianli only said that they are safe for the time being, but what is the specific situation, we can only wait for Senior Brother Jianli to leave the customs, and then ask him about the specific situation in detail."

After hearing this, Jian Jing asked with a smile:
"Junior Sister, are you going to visit the crack this time?"

Looking at Jian Jing's round face with a smile on his face, he blinked and said:
"Yes! Hall Master Jianjun is the Hall Master of Law Enforcement Hall, so I am naturally obliged to find him back."

"Don't think that I don't know your little thoughts, you are just tired of staying in the law enforcement hall, who doesn't know, you are urging your sword to leave the customs with a summons talisman every day!"

"Ah! Sister, do you know?"

Simple and embarrassing question.

"Hehe! You don't hide the truth from anyone by sending a message talisman every day. The high-ranking monks of the Heavenly Sword Sect know about it."

After listening briefly, he was depressed, and his tone was a bit resentful:
"Senior sister, when do you think brother will be able to leave the customs? I stay in the Law Enforcement Hall. When I have no free time every day, I have no chance to run for two weeks. One thing after another, I am always busy." I can't finish it. I'm so tired that my beautiful face has faded a bit!"

After hearing the simple complaint, Jian Jing smiled unkindly, and then came up with an idea:
"Take a Zhuyan Pill! You can always exchange it for the dignified acting head of the Law Enforcement Hall."

"I took one earlier, but I still feel that my appearance has changed, and I feel that the head of the Law Enforcement Hall is really not a female cultivator."

Afterwards, the two female cultivators had a very professional discussion on the art of maintaining beauty. Jianmao on the side shook his head, and the rest of the male cultivators all went to meditate with black lines all over their heads.

Suddenly, Jianmao sitting on the bow opened his eyes, and Jian Jian stopped talking for a moment, and the members of the "Heaven's Punishment" team on the boat quickly gathered together.

Simply staring at the sky where the flying boat has passed, he said to everyone:

"Senior Brother, Senior Sister, the Mahayana True Venerable is here!"

"It should be the natal spirit sword for sword killing!"

Jianmao's words were firm, but he didn't panic in the slightest. Their team of nine people plus Jianlu should have the strength to fight.

Simplicity is turning his eyes and saying to Jianmao:

"Brother, we have already left the range of Yun Haizong."

"Yes, I just left, what is the meaning of sword killing?"

"The only ones who knew we were leaving early, except for Yunhaizong, were the spies who had been monitoring Yunhaizong."

After briefly speaking, I patted the cotton candy that has been quiet recently:
"Marshmallow, hide the flying boat."

The marshmallow shook, as if stretched, and then fell off the simple bun, and then came out of the flying boat in a flash, and flew around the flying boat twice quickly, and a large number of white clouds covered the flying boat bury.

At the same time, a crack appeared in the sky, and a male cultivator wearing a green bamboo robe stepped out of it, stood in the air, and looked for his target.

This person is an early Mahayana cultivator. He looks like a Taoist cultivator, but he is holding a bamboo flute in his hand.

The flying boat was not very far away from this person, and Jian Mao and the others found that there was only one person, and they were somewhat confident that with the combined strength of the nine of them, they could still contend against this person.

Simple is to say to everyone in the flying boat:

"I would like to ask a few senior brothers and sisters to help me sweep the formation. The other party is obviously coming for me. I will meet him."

Jian Mao frowned. Among the crowd, the one with the lowest level of cultivation was simple. He was a little worried, after all, the other party was a Mahayana true venerable.

"Can you handle it? No need to be brave, don't hurt yourself."

For senior brother's concern, simply accept all of it. At this time, I will definitely not shrink back, and the moon has already jumped to my shoulders, and the hairs all over my body stand on end, ready to face the challenge.

"Brother, don't worry, I won't try to be brave. If I really can't handle it, I will ask you for help."

Marshmallow also floated back, wrapping the simple, and then appeared outside the flying boat with a teleport.

"Heavenly Sword Sect Jianlu pays homage to the True Venerable, why does the True Venerable seek me?"

True Venerable Qingrui standing in the sky, looked at the beautiful and beautiful female cultivator opposite, and even glanced at the spiritual pet on the opponent's shoulder. The moon's black eyes looked at the opponent without a trace of fear.

"Since you know that I am a true venerable, you still dare to come out, but are you sure of defeating me?"

After simply listening to the other party's questioning, I knew that the other party was very confident that he would be able to take him down, otherwise the other party should make a move as soon as she appeared.

"Zhenzun is joking, I have no enmity with Zhenzun, why bother to go to war? I wonder what you want to get from Jian Lu?"

"I want your weapon."

It is not surprising to hear it simply, just smiled and said:
"True Venerable, that is my natal spirit sword. Unless you kill me, the spirit sword will be damaged and the grade will also drop. The gain outweighs the loss."

"It doesn't matter, I don't want to use it for myself, I will give it to the younger generation as a gift, just to cultivate it again."

Qingrui Zhenzun said indifferently.

After listening briefly, he shook his head and said to Qingrui Zhenzun:

"You should know that my sword, the sword spirit, has already been born. You killed his master and let him fall back to its original state. How could he let you do what you want?"

Qing Rui looked proudly at the female cultivator opposite, and said softly:
"While I'm talking to you well, you break the contract yourself, maybe it won't affect your cultivation."

Mo Xi Jian Jian Ling was impatient to hear it, and turned it over on the Yin-Yang Tai Chi plate, and the sound transmission was simple:
"What are you talking nonsense with him? Kill him!"

"Don't worry, we have to be courteous before fighting, otherwise it would be more troublesome to kill the other party and let the other party's family or sect find it!"

"Hypocrisy, you're going to meet each other in battle, and you're still pretending here."

"What's the hurry, you are my hole card, of course you only make a move at the last critical moment, now you take a break and wait for my call!"

After simply calming down the sword spirit of Mo Xijian, he cupped his hands and said to Qingrui Zhenzun:
"Heavenly Sword Sect Sword Slaughter, experience the true master's brilliant moves!"

"Humph! I don't know how to lift up!"

Qing Rui directly released the coercion of his early Mahayana. He knew that sword cultivation is difficult, and the challenge of leapfrogging is not just talking, so he didn't want to wait for the opponent to show his sword, and directly preemptively struck.

The coercion from the pavement did not have any impact on Jian Jian. If the opponent was in the late stage of Mahayana, Jian Jian might have some scruples, but for her whose spiritual consciousness had already reached Mahayana Dzogchen, she could still handle it.

At this time, the silver beetles were also extremely active, overflowing from the pendant, covering the simple robe in an instant.

And it was not the Moxi sword that was taken out by simply flipping his hands, but his own sword-shaped guqin.

A simple waving of the hand played a zither sound, breaking the opponent's pressure, and then began to pluck the strings. The deep and steady tone of the guqin spread in the air with the injection of simple spiritual power.

True Venerable Qingrui frowned at this moment, he didn't expect that the other party would know how to use voice skills, isn't Jiansha a sword cultivator?
At this time, it was not only Qing Rui who was puzzled, but also the simple brothers and sisters of the same school.

"It seems that Junior Sister Jianlu knows a lot. She can hold a sword and play the piano."

Jian Jing said with some envy that she could never learn such an elegant tune, so she cultivated the sword.

"Look and talk."

Jianmao said softly, for fear of disturbing the duel between the juniors and sisters.

The emerald green bamboo flute in Zhenzun Qingrui's hand was already placed on his lips at this time, and a crisp and clear sound came out with spiritual power, breaking through the deep timbre of the guqin.

Two strands of spiritual power, one gray and one green, spread along with the sound of the music, like two water waves spreading on the surface of a lake, meeting in the air, canceling each other out, spreading out, and attacking each other.

(End of this chapter)