One Hundred and Eight Ways to Discuss the Villain's Poorness

After listening to Huai Shan's words, Xiang Ling threw the chess piece in his hand on him.

"That's your direct disciple, the one who will inherit your mantle in the future!" Xiang Lingqi was indifferent.

"In a few hundred years, this seat will be closed to practice, and this Taiqing sect will teach you. If Gui Ni has always looked like this, how will he be the master of Qingyun Peak in the future?"

Huai Shan never thought that Xiang Ling would want to be the head of the Taiqing sect himself.

He quickly refused: "What did the head say, the head can still support the Taiqing Sect for a thousand years?"

Xiang Ling stared angrily when he heard Huai Shan's disappointment.

Why did he accept such an apprentice.

How could such an apprentice accept such a disciple for him.

Yunzhi, holding the cold sword, heard the conversation between the two, and immediately leaned over.

"Master, since Junior Brother Huai Shan doesn't want to be the master, why don't you give me the position of master!" Yunzhi's eyes were shining brightly, full of sincerity.

Xiang Ling also threw a piece of cold jade from the storage ring: "Go and play."

Seeing Hanyu, Yunzhi rushed over to catch it.

The position of head and so on has been thrown out of her mind.

Xiang Ling and Huai Shan looked at Yunzhi who only had treasures in their eyes, and both sighed helplessly.

-

"Lift it lightly!" Xuan Yi motioned the juniors to lighten it.

Just like that, Meng Guiwen was lifted up.

Two days ago, they finally found a way out of the dead zone.

Although they had only entered the Spring Mountain Secret Realm for less than half a month.

They came to Chunshan Dead Zone for Chunshan's painting brushes.

Now that Chunshan Paintbrush has been contracted by Hualongyue.

Then it's useless for them to stay in the Spring Mountain Dead Zone.

Meng Guiwen staggered when walking, so Hua Longyue carried her out of the dead zone.

After leaving the dead zone, of course Xuanyi will not bother Hua Yuanyue anymore.

Instead, he made a chair himself, and just carried Meng Guiwen like this.

Although Meng Guiwen didn't want to walk anymore.

But it's not enough for people to lift it like this.

After all, the one who carried her was a fellow disciple, not a servant.

"Eldest senior brother, I can actually go by myself." Meng Guiyi said, lying on the chair, a little embarrassed.

"Junior Sister Meng, you don't have to worry, we did it voluntarily, so that we can also practice our arm strength, and we will be more powerful when we swing our swords." Xuan Yi hadn't spoken yet, but the person carrying Meng Guiyi spoke first.

Obviously, they were really willing to carry Meng Guiwen away.

After all, this is also helpful for cultivation.

Seeing that there was no trace of reluctance on their faces, Meng Guiwen could only slump on the chair.

Well, that's it.

So Meng Guiyi accepted the kindness of his disciples with peace of mind.

But she didn't pay for nothing.

She knew that there was a kind of ore in the secret realm of Spring Mountain.

This kind of ore can gather spirits, if this kind of ore can be dissolved in the saber.

So for sword cultivators, it is very good.

So Meng Guiwen was pointing the way and asked the disciples of the Taiqing Sect to follow her.

The disciples of the Taiqing Sect had no doubts either.

He followed the path pointed by Meng Guiwen.

When they got to the place, Meng Guiwen looked at the mountain in front of him and nodded.

That's right.

"Stop, put me down." Meng Guiwen said out loud.

The disciples of the Taiqing sect immediately let Meng Guiwen go.

Then Meng Guiyi got off the chair,

Walked to the front of the mountain wall.

Stretch out your little hand to touch here and knock there.

It seems to be looking for something.

The disciples of the Taiqing Sect greeted Meng Guiyi like this.

They all rushed up and demolished the mountain wall.

Meng Guiyi shrank his shoulders in shock from their actions.

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"It's the Juling Mine!!" a disciple exclaimed.

Although Taiqingmen also has Juling Mine.

But the gathering spirit mine is not easy to use.

It's not just the mountain protection formation that needs to be used.

Even if it is to build a saber, it is necessary to apply for a share.

If there is no special need, there is no way to add Juling Mine to the saber.

But in the mountains in front of me, there seem to be many Juling mines.

Juling mine is only suitable for swords, so for sword repairers, it is more attractive than those spirit grass and spirit beasts.

Xuan Yi glanced at Meng Guiyi who retreated to the corner and squatted, and walked over.

"Junior Sister, do you know that there is a Juling Mine in this place?" Xuan Yi also squatted beside Meng Guiyi.

Hearing the words, Meng Guiyi raised his head and looked at the disciples of the Taiqing Sect who were wielding long swords and slashing at the mountain wall.

"It's embarrassing for them to keep carrying me like this." Meng Guiwen replied.

When Xuan Yi heard Meng Gui's words, she reached out and rubbed her little head.

"Even if you don't do it, they are voluntary, so you don't need to be burdened." Xuan Yi comforted.

Obviously, this girl would not take a second look at other disciples before.

Now he even considers other people's feelings.

For some reason, he felt a little uncomfortable.

That wayward and arrogant little girl has grown up.

Meng Guiwen turned to look at Xuan Yi.

Seeing Xuan Yi's somewhat relieved yet somewhat uncomfortable expression, she stretched out her hand to hold Xuan Yi's face.

"Eldest brother, don't worry, I will work hard, and I will swing my sword ten times a day." Meng Guiyi felt that this was the biggest concession he could give.

Xuan Yi smiled lightly upon hearing this.

"Really? That's really hard work!"

Meng Guiwen:...

Although he knew that the elder brother was really praising her.

But for some reason, she always felt as if she had been scolded.

Disciples of the Taiqing Sect swing their swords no less than a thousand times a day.

What's more, it can be done more than [-] times.

Like Senior Brother Ji Qing, he is Kuaijian.

Can swing the sword seven thousand times a day.

So I swung my sword ten times...

Really not worthy of the word diligence.

So, big brother.

Why are you always so nice to me?

-

Meng Guiwen fell asleep leaning on Xuan Yi's shoulder.

Xuan Yi looked down at the sleeping Meng Guiwen, took her into his arms, and hugged her.

Then put them in the tent and went to sleep.

Nan Xue wanted to join her disciples, but she had already left.

But Hua Yuanyue didn't leave.

Er Zhuyu got the picture Hua Longyue gave him, so naturally he didn't want to stay here.

He even enjoys the atmosphere of being sought after by his fellow students.

Long Shu didn't get the Chunshan paintbrush, so he also left.

He left the Spring Mountain Secret Realm directly.

He left with the disciples of Tiandaoyuan.

After all, their goal is the Spring Mountain Paintbrush, and now that they haven't got the Spring Mountain Paintbrush, they can only report back to the sect.

As for Xue Yin, it was the disciples of Tai Sui Mausoleum who found him.

Then he took Xueyin away.

Xuan Yi covered Meng Guiyi with a blanket, and then got out of the tent.

So he sent the letter to the disciples of the other peaks.

As long as they come out of the underground palace, they all gather here.

After all, Juling Mine is rare.

Since it can be done, of course we have to get some more.

Therefore, the disciples of the Taiqing sect who got the news rushed to Xuanyi's side one after another.

And this digging took half a month.

Meng Guiwen squatted aside holding the grape, looked at the half of the mountain that had been dug up, and apologized to Que Ying in his heart.

It's not that they are too clear to rob.

In fact, this Juling Mine is like an indispensable air for sword repairers.

So there is no restraint in digging.

"Are your disciples from the Taiqing Sect here to rob?" Feng Qi gasped when he saw the mountain range that was half missing.

How does this look like a disciple of Xianmen?