My disciples have hidden identities

Qi Luo put the shoulder straps back again, and then gave Ji Pingsheng a disgusted look: "It's disgusting for you to take it off too fast, let's forget it."

After leaving these words, she fled in a hurry.

On the bed, only Ji Pingsheng, who was about to undress, was left stunned at Qi Luo's leaving back.

Are you fucking kidding me?

"What does this mean?"

Ji Pingsheng was angry and laughed, I took out a ruler and a gun for you to choose, but you ran away?

Is it fun to feint?

"Is she taking revenge on me?"

Ji Pingsheng sat naked on the bed for a long time before he realized that he must have been tricked by Qi Luo.

Qi Luo must be holding a grudge because he helped the Dayan Dynasty attack the Chaos Demon Sea, and didn't know how to vent it, so he finally came up with such a bad move.

Hard enough, you won.

Ji Pingsheng put on his clothes while pressing the gun, he thought that Qi Luo was real, so he undressed in seconds very excitedly.

But now it seems that it is just teasing him again.

"With no respect for elders, molesting the suzerain, big or small, messing with my Dao heart!"

Ji Pingsheng lay on the bed, gnashing his teeth and muttering: "Sooner or later, I will let you call me Dad!"

The next day, Ji Pingsheng closed himself up.

He felt ashamed to see Qi Luo, so he stayed in the room to rest all day long.

The same is true for Qiluo. After regaining her senses, Qiluo also began to regret her impulsive actions, lying motionless on the bed and pretending to be a dead body.

On the third day, Ji Pingsheng was resurrected with full blood.

This little thing is nothing to him at all.

"The day of poverty has begun again!"

Looking at the dark sky outside the window, Ji Pingsheng stretched and muttered to himself.

"The sun is not visible on a cloudy day, it seems that it is going to rain."

Ji Pingsheng looked at the sky full of dark clouds, thinking silently in his heart that it was strange that thick dark clouds enveloped the entire sky, but no thunder or lightning could be heard.

According to his knowledge, this may be holding back a big move, and maybe there will be a heavy rainstorm sweeping the surrounding area of ​​Beiyuan City soon.

"Fortunately, I came back in time, otherwise I would have been photographed by the heavy rain."

Ji Pingsheng walked out the door with a mutter in his mouth, and after looking outside the door twice, he walked towards the direction of the back mountain.

After a long time, Ji Pingsheng visited the sect again.

The first stop is Jing Osmanthus in the back mountain.

Standing at the foot of the [-]-meter back mountain, Ji Pingsheng raised his head and saw Jing Muxi swinging a sword on the top of the back mountain. Under the background of the black clouds, it seemed that Jing Muxi was about to split the sky and smash the earth.

Why does Jing Muxi swing a sword in the back mountain?

At first, Ji Pingsheng thought that the back mountain was quiet, but when he saw Jing Muxi dancing on the back mountain when he visited the sect, he realized it.

It turned out that it was not for quietness, but for style!

After glancing at Jing Osmanthus at the foot of the mountain, Ji Pingsheng originally wanted to go up the mountain road, but just as he took a step, he stopped.

Why should I go up?

Ji Pingsheng suddenly thought that he was no longer who he used to be.

The last time I came to Houshan, I still walked up.

But now he doesn't have to leave, he can fly!

There is an easy way why not?

Thinking in his heart, Ji Pingsheng stepped on the ground and rose a hundred meters into the air. After turning around in the air, he landed safely on the back mountain.

This should not be called flying, it should be called jumping.

Seeing Ji Pingsheng falling from the sky, Jing Muxi's face didn't show a single change, as if he had already noticed Ji Pingsheng.

"I have seen the Sect Master."

The sword in Jing Muxi's hand paused slightly, turned around, bowed to Ji Pingsheng, and said expressionlessly: "The suzerain is not sleeping at home, why are you out wandering?"

Ji Pingsheng: "..."

Ji Pingsheng's face was full of black lines, and after glancing at Jing Muxi, he retorted: "I'm visiting the sect for my daily work, why am I just wandering around?"

"Oh~"

Jing Muxi looked at Ji Pingsheng with meaningful eyes, and said lightly: "Daily work? Is it once a day or once a month?"

Ji Pingsheng couldn't refute, so he changed the subject immediately, put his eyes on the sword in Jing Muxi's hand, and asked, "How is your sword practice going?"

Jing Muxi replied flatly: "So-so."

What he said was so-so, probably a little modest.

Ji Pingsheng glanced at Jing Muxi and the sword in his hand, and said curiously: "Can I try the sword?"

When he saw Jing Muxi cut the ten-mile border with a sword, he was curious about what Jing Muxi's attack power had reached now.

"Trying the sword?"

After hearing Ji Pingsheng's words, Jing Muxi's face finally showed a slight change, and said with a look of embarrassment on his face: "Can you not try?"

Ji Pingsheng was slightly taken aback: "Why? Is there any inconvenience?"

"No."

Jing Muxi shook his head, and said honestly: "I'm afraid that if I'm not careful, I'll hack you to death, suzerain."

Ji Pingsheng: "..."

Ji Pingsheng's eyes widened, and he looked at Jing Muxi with astonishment on his face.

You bastard, you actually want to test the sword with me? !

"I didn't say to test the sword myself!"

Ji Pingsheng pointed at the sky with a dark face, and said angrily at Jing Muxi: "I mean try the sword with it!"

"No, what do you mean? You think I'm paper, and I'll die if I cut it?"

Jing Muxi pursed her lips, did not reply to him, but secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the suzerain didn't use him to test the sword himself, otherwise he couldn't guarantee that there would be no casualties.

"Heaven?"

Jing Muxi's gaze followed Ji Pingsheng's fingers, and the dark clouds full of oppressive aura entered his eyes.

"Did you mean cloud?"

Jing Muxi asked.

"Ah."

Ji Pingsheng nodded, frowned and looked at the dark clouds in the sky, and said with a slightly solemn expression: "The clouds are really thick, and even a little sunlight can't penetrate them. It's really too depressing."

Seeing the dark clouds covering the entire sky, he couldn't help but think that when he went up to the sky with Qiu Xindie, he saw layers of black clouds like an abyss, and suddenly an ominous premonition arose in his heart.

Ji Pingsheng pointed to the dark clouds hanging in the sky, and said in a deep voice, "Chop the clouds, I want to see the sun."

"understood."

Jing Muxi nodded and replied, he didn't care about Ji Pingsheng's so-called reason for wanting to see the sun, he also felt that the dark clouds in the sky were a bit unlucky, so he decided to split them.

He didn't even think about whether he could cut it open, presumably because he was very confident in his own strength.

When the target appeared, Jing Muxi's aura suddenly changed, and a heavy sword intent came out from his body, vibrating towards the surroundings.

As the sword intent spread, the gravel on the ground shattered into powder as if it had been impacted by something, and countless green leaves in the woods on the back mountain were cut off silently and slowly floated to the ground.

The sword intent surged, and strands of sword light like thin threads surrounded Jing Muxi's body, moving towards the wooden sword in his hand.

When the sword light containing the terrifying aura appeared, Jing Muxi raised the sword in his hand expressionlessly, and pointed the three-foot sword light at the dark clouds in the sky.

next second.

One cut out.

The three-foot sword light was wrapped in a hurricane, and rushed to the sky with a white light that seemed to be able to cut everything.

In the sky shrouded in thick dark clouds, the sword glow, which is only three feet in size, looks extremely small.

however.

When the three-foot sword glow approached the dark clouds, it suddenly radiated light, as if a light that could disperse all darkness burst out from the sword glow, turning into thousands of sword rains, cutting towards the dark clouds in the sky.

In an instant, the entire sky of Shang Qingzong turned white, and an incomparably dazzling light poured down from the sky, causing Ji Pingsheng and Jing Muxi to close their eyes subconsciously.

The sword rain caused by the sword light fell on the dark clouds, and the white light that was comparable to the sun illuminated half of the sky, suppressing the dark clouds.

"Did you make it?"

A few seconds later, when the light dissipated, Ji Pingsheng opened his slightly stinging eyes, and looked at the sky with Jing Muxi.

At this glance, the expressions of both of them changed.

"what?!"

Ji Pingsheng looked at the sky in astonishment, and couldn't help but let out a cry.

Even Jing Muxi's face showed surprise: "There is no change at all?"

That's right.

After enduring Jing Muxi's sword, the sky was still covered with dark clouds, not even a crack appeared, not even a ray of sunlight came through.

It was as if Jing Muxi's sword did not cause any harm to the dark clouds in the sky.

This result shocked Ji Pingsheng and Jing Muxi.

"impossible?"

Ji Pingsheng frowned and said to himself, Jing Muxi's sword can cut through the ten-mile border, but it can't cut through the dark clouds condensed by gas?

This unscientific!

This is not scientific, but very metaphysical.

"something wrong."

Jing Muxi looked at the dark clouds in the sky with solemn eyes: "This is not an ordinary cloud."

He is still very confident in his own strength, it is absolutely impossible that he can't even cut through a layer of broken clouds.

Unless, this is no ordinary cloud.

"It seems..."

Ji Pingsheng took a deep breath, looked into the distance involuntarily, and murmured worriedly: "It seems that it's too late."

After he came back, the war between the Great Yan Dynasty and Chaos Demon Sea Region had nothing to do with him, but he still remembered the purpose of this war.

Isn't this a sign of some sort?

"what?"

Jing Muxi heard Ji Pingsheng's self-talk, and couldn't help asking: "Why is it too late?"

"It's nothing."

Ji Pingsheng shook his head, and once again set his sights on the sky. After the dark clouds billowed without any change, he seemed to be able to see that the sky in the Mysterious God Realm was collapsing.

To prepare early.

Ji Pingsheng thought silently in his heart, although he didn't know what preparations he could make, but it was better than waiting to die.

"King Osmanthus."

Ji Pingsheng looked at Jing Muxi, and suddenly said: "From now on, don't swing your sword empty, swing it towards the sky."

Jing Muxi didn't quite understand the intention of Ji Pingsheng's arrangement, but he still nodded: "I see."