There are countless geniuses in the world of cultivation, but only my junior sister Sha Diao

The brothers and sisters who had just finished communicating with their elders gave up their original idea of ​​returning to the sect directly and decisively chose to go to Lingjian Sect first.

With the help of his 'money power', he shortened the return journey from half a month to just a few days. Even if the spirit boat was stable, facing this kind of racing situation, Luo Qi couldn't handle it.

I almost vomited all over it.

"Hah...you guys are running so fast, are you in a hurry to be reincarnated...hah."

He became completely depressed, and his tone became even more harsh.

Xu Xingmu sat aside with his chin in his hand, "He is so weak, not even as good as my junior brother who is an alchemy practitioner."

The eldest brother nodded silently in agreement.

Jiang Chaoxu rolled his eyes in annoyance, "Nonsense, this is all thanks to you guys."

The three sword cultivators in the sect like to show off their sword-wielding skills from time to time, and after a while they got used to it.

Seeing Luo Qi's miserable appearance now suddenly awakened his memory of flying in the sky.

Who knows that he is just a weak alchemy practitioner who can't take care of himself.

Gu Xia couldn't help but touch his nose. This was probably the so-called desensitization therapy.

This is a good idea, but it is a bit laborious.

Luo Qi didn't understand, but he was greatly shocked.

Before coming to the world of cultivation, he was just a mermaid who liked to swim around in the sea with his beautiful tail. He had never experienced such a thrill.

Fortunately, he did not vomit for long. Not long after the spirit boat entered the territory of the cultivation world, it was very close to Lingjian Sect. Before that, Gu Xia and the others had specially let the spirit boat fly over Taiyi Sect.

He greeted his master in an alternative and unique way and then ran away.

The inner disciples with a black and bright head: "?"

What just happened?

The few of them found an open spot to land and then put away the spirit boat. The thunder tribulation above Ling Jian Zong looked like it was not easy to deal with. They were sitting in the spirit boat, let alone getting in. They might be struck down as soon as they got close.

It's better to keep a low profile.

So they looked at each other and took out their spiritual swords tacitly. It was enough for each person to carry one.

Luo Qi, who had just come back from vomiting and holding onto a tree: "..."

He turned and walked away expressionlessly.

Jiang Chaoxu called him, "Where are you going?"

The young man turned around and gave him a fake smile, "I'm going to spit out the bile first."

Jiang Chaoxu: "..."

No, not really.

After a lot of trouble, they finally flew to the foot of Lingjian Sect. From a distance, Gu Xia spotted the huge crowd of heads. She was stunned for two seconds, "What's going on? Are the demons attacking the cultivation world again?"

Don’t worry, what’s the big deal just because they have so many people?

"Look carefully." Jiang Chaoxu sent out his spiritual sense, signaling her to be more serious, "Judging from their clothes, they should be some cultivators."

"What are they doing here?"

Xu Xingmu thought for two seconds and suddenly realized, "I know."

Seeing everyone looking at him, he slammed his fist heavily on his palm and said confidently, "It must be that the Lingjian Sect owed them money and didn't pay it back, so they came to collect the debt."

"..."

The others said in unison, "Shut up, you smartass."

Xu Xingmu: "QAQ"

What's wrong?

When they got closer, they could faintly hear the monks talking in low voices. Ye Sui'an realized that they were here with bad intentions and sneered, "Dog nose? They really came here just because they smelled something."

"Why didn't they seem so active when the demons and monsters attacked the cultivation world?"

Luo Qi, with a pale face, suppressed the churning in his stomach and couldn't help but look at him.

Why does this guy speak like he has poison in his mouth? Is it because he attacks everyone indiscriminately?

The few people had no intention of meeting this group of monks. After looking at the sky, they planned to quietly take a detour and go in first. However, they saw a middle-aged monk chattering non-stop. Cen Huan's face became more and more ugly, and it was obvious that he was suppressing his anger.

Ye Sui'an sighed, "Why bother talking to them about reason at this time?"

Of course, magic must be defeated with magic.

He tugged at Gu Xia's clothes, signaling him to cooperate. The fingertips hanging by his side moved slightly, and a talisman flew out like a stream of light and stuck accurately to the man.

Then he patted his sleeves, hid his achievements and fame, and rushed in one after another with several fellow disciples.

The skillful posture makes one feel like returning home.

"Hmm? Mmmmm!!" The man who was about to continue pushing was suddenly dumbfounded.

He opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't make any sound, and his expression became terrified.

What a hell.

Cen Huan was slightly stunned when he saw this, not knowing what was wrong with him all of a sudden.

"Senior Sister, what happened to him?" someone asked quietly from behind.

Cen Huan had a strange look on her face. She seemed to have just seen several familiar figures rushing past.

After realizing who the person was, she couldn't help but twitch her lips and replied, "Maybe he's sick. Let's stay away from him to avoid being infected."

The inner disciple who asked the question immediately took a step back.

The middle-aged monk, who was obviously despised, widened his eyes, then looked at the people around him who were vaguely distancing themselves from him, and his eyes rolled back.

I was so angry that I fainted.

*

The situation in Lingjian Sect was still in a stalemate. In the gap after another thunderbolt fell, Xie Baiyi, who had been ambushed many times by the elders, flew into the air with an expressionless face.

The disciples watching below were somewhat puzzled and didn't understand the principle behind his action.

Li Tingyun crossed his arms, raised his head and said calmly, "Does he want to experience the baptism of thunder tribulation in all directions?"

Yi Ling blushed slightly, "You can't say that, Senior Brother. Maybe he simply thinks that he can see farther from a higher place."

After all, anyone who is approached by someone repeatedly trying to capture him would be a little wary.

"Perhaps his IQ was destroyed by the lightning." Gu Lanyi's clear and cold voice sounded. He half leaned against a pillar and looked sideways. "After all, sword cultivators generally have low IQs. Of course--"

The boy nodded his chin, his voice slightly elongated, "Except me."

Others are talking about the elderly on the subway looking at their phones. Is this right?

Bai Song, who was also attacked by the senior brother's words, looked around nervously and whispered, "Senior Brother, please restrain yourself a little. We are still on someone else's territory."

It would be fine for him, as he was almost accustomed to Gu Lanyi's sharp tongue, but if he said such things in the territory of a group of pure sword cultivators, would they really not be kicked out by the angry elders?

The two senior brothers spoke without caring about their lives or deaths. Yi Ling and Bai Song looked at each other and couldn't help but reveal an expression of sympathy.

Destroy, they are tired.

The descendants of the two sects had just arrived not long ago, and the abnormal thunder tribulation in the sky above the Lingjian Sect made them keenly smell that something was wrong.

After thinking it over again and again, he quietly slipped out of the sect.

They wanted to see what happened.

……