I fly with a sword in the magic academy

The rich spiritual energy and brilliant brilliance came towards him, causing Shi Daohan to narrow his eyes, and it took him a moment to adapt to the bright light here.

Within this simple stone tower, pieces of spiritual stone are piled on the ground, which are full of brilliance and can weigh about twenty kilograms by visual inspection.

This is a small warehouse, and some low-quality and defective products will be sent here.

"Although it is not a top-grade pure spiritual stone, it is enough to meet my expenses for a period of time." Shi Daohan put all these spiritual stones into the storage ring.

"Damn it, this little brother's hands and feet are quite numb."

Outside the stone tower, a young man who looked about twenty-three years old was looking at Shi Daohan in surprise.

"I'm just fishing in troubled waters and taking advantage of the opportunity to make some small gains. I can't compare with those who only eat this bowl of rice." Shi Daohan replied casually.

"I am the one who eats this bowl of rice in your mouth."

The young man is of medium build and his appearance is not very handsome, but he is not ugly either.

"This spiritual stone mining area in Wuyang Mountain is divided into six areas. I heard that an incredible thing was recently excavated in this sixth area. I wanted to come over and have a look, but I didn't expect you to get there first. "

The young man's eyes rolled wildly: "According to the rules of our industry, everyone who meets you has a share. You must score at least one-third of my score."

"Then if I say that I am not from your profession, how should you respond?" Shi Daohan turned around.

In order to avoid being recognized, she deliberately took on the appearance of a man so as not to cause unnecessary trouble to her.

"The ones stored here are only some defective low-grade spiritual stones. I think you don't like them either, right?"

Shi Daohan didn't want to have too much entanglement with this person, so he waved the storage ring in his hand in front of him, letting him emit his own consciousness.

"It seems that that great thing is not here." The young man was disappointed.

The two retreated from the stone tower. Shi Daohan was about to run away, but was grabbed by the young man.

He looked at Shi Daohan suspiciously: "Something's wrong, 90% of it is wrong. Why do I sense a familiar aura in you?"

"Brother, this is the first time we have met. Where does the familiarity come from?" Shi Daohan shared the same memory with me. She confirmed that I had not had any interaction with this young man.

"No, this kind of aura... seems to be the aura of Shi Daohan from the Shushan Immortal Alliance!"

The young man's eyes were as bright as lightning, and he stared at Shi Daohan with a mischievous smile on his face, saying: "Okay, little brother, you are really hiding deep. You even dare to go to Shushan to steal things. Let me see." Look what you stole from that Shi Daohan."

"How come you know Shi Daohan?" Shi Daohan was a little surprised. Is he so famous in the Chinese spiritual world? Even a young bandit knows her and can even tell her scent.

"This Shidaohan is incredible. It is said that he has dabbled in all major systems and fields, and has mastered them all. He is known in the Shushan Immortal League as a unique talent that is rare to see in a thousand years."

"But this person is very low-key and rarely goes out for walks. Moreover, he is now an exchange student at some magic academy in the West."

The young man talked eloquently: "Some time ago, she broke into the Xu Shen Realm, attracting the will of heaven to kill, but it alarmed the entire Three Thousand Daozhou. I was fortunate enough to see some scenes through the secret method. After that, although the elders I went to the scene myself.”

"The most important thing for those in our profession is a photographic memory. I am 100% sure that there must be something poetic about you."

This young man had no hostility towards Shi Daohan and acted very familiar. He put a hand on her shoulder and said, "We are all brothers, so just show it to me to open my eyes."

Shi Daohan was surprised and confused. After she turned into a male, she also used mystical magic to hide her aura. How did the other party sense it?

Suddenly, she seemed to remember something, and even though her mood was like water, her face could not help but turn red at this moment.

If there was anything that she couldn't hide or change after taking on a male form, the only ones were the two pieces of underwear that she hid in the storage ring.

It was a personal and private object that would not disappear when she changed her male appearance, so she put it into the storage ring without imposing any restrictions. She did not expect that the other party's dog nose would smell it.

"Little brother, why are you blushing?" The young man clung to Shi Daohan.

Shi Daohan had no choice but to finally unlock the storage ring and let him see the two private clothes stored inside.

"Did you see it? It's not a rare thing." Shi Daohan blushed and quickly restored the prohibition seal of the storage ring.

"Oh my god! My dog ​​eyes were blinded!" Although it was only for a moment, the young man could see clearly. He screamed on the spot and said: "Little brother, you can do it. You can even do this kind of thing." Got it!"

"I just got it by chance. It's not a rarity. Can you let me leave?"

Although he had transformed into a man, Shi Daohan still felt very ashamed to let others see his underwear, and his whole face turned red and hot.

"Isn't this a rare thing? It's simply too rare, okay! Little brother, I really admire you, you can even get such a thing!"

"It's just an accident."

"I understand, I understand. You accidentally appeared in Shi Daohan's boudoir or bathhouse, and then accidentally stole her intimate clothes. It's too clear to say that it doesn't sound good, I understand."

The young man bowed his hands to Shi Daohan with admiration on his face, almost falling into admiration.

"I think that Shi Daohan is as holy and ethereal as a fairy who fell into the mortal world by mistake. Even I can only watch from a distance, out of reach, but you... you are... I hate it~" The young man looked distressed and lamented.

The corners of Shi Daohan's mouth twitched involuntarily, and he said, "Who are you?"

He felt that this young man was not a small bandit, and his identity should not be simple.

"My name is Sikong Qing, and my grandfather is Sikong Yu, the ninth thief in Huangzhou." The young man introduced himself, and then looked up to the sky and sighed: "My grandfather's biggest regret in his life is that he failed to marry a saint when he was young. Wife, but his long-cherished wish will be fulfilled by me. I am still young and have enough time to realize this great ideal!"

"Haha, it's a great ideal."

Shi Daohan laughed politely, feeling speechless in his heart.

"I heard that the Saint from Wuyang Mountain is also here. Let's go and have a look. If there is a chance, we can capture her in a sack and carry her back to be the wife of the village!"

Before Shi Daohan could speak, the young man pulled her and rushed in a certain direction.

At this time, there were shouts of killing and fighting everywhere.

Just in front, the saint from Wuyang Mountain also arrived. She had immortal muscles and jade legs, and a long skirt fluttering, fighting with the strong men under the three thieves.

Shi Daohan broke free, feeling that she would be unable to survive alone with the grandson of the ninth thief in the deserted state. With wars going on everywhere, it was the best time for her to escape.

Anyway, she just took some low-grade spiritual stones, so she wasn't taking advantage of the situation.

Sikong Qing flew up into the air and shouted to the saint of Wuyang Mountain: "Jiang Xiyu, I recently got a piece of underwear, and I don't know if it belongs to you. Do you want to come over and confirm?"

Hearing this, Shi Daohan couldn't help but staggered, and almost fell into a trap.

The intimate underwear that Sikong Qingkou mentioned clearly belonged to her, so why did it end up on the Saintess of Wuyang Mountain?

"Sikong Qing! What are you talking about?"

Although the Saint of Wuyang is killing enemies, she is dancing like a fairy, giving people a noble and light beauty.

"Did you lose a piece of personal clothing?" Sikong Qing said with a smirk.

"I don't know what you are talking about." The Holy Maiden of Wuyang waved her hand, knocking the two tall and burly bandits away, and then took out a guqin.

The sweet sound of the piano resounded through the sky, as beautiful as the sound of nature, but it made many robbers and bandits around cover their ears in pain, and they kept howling miserably.

"If you think about it carefully, I shouldn't be wrong." Sikong Qing said seriously.

"Your grandma's legs!" Shi Daohan cursed secretly, turned around and left. She finally understood that this guy clearly wanted to divert trouble to the east.

She wanted to use her two intimate clothes to make a fuss, in order to interfere with the state of mind of the Saint of Wuyang Mountain.

"Inexplicable!" Saintess Wuyang Mountain's pair of slender hands moved quickly on the guqin. The melodious sound of the qin made all the weapons attacking her tremble, and then they "clicked" and broke in the sound of the guqin.

"Can't this scare you?" Sikong Qing muttered, gritting his teeth for the last time and pointing to the center of his eyebrows.

That is the location of the spiritual platform, and it is also the location of the Heavenly Eye. Although Sikong Qing has not yet cultivated the Heavenly Eye, he has mastered a secret method that allows him to possess part of the Heavenly Eye's abilities in a short period of time.

He used the secret technique, his eyes bloomed with divine brilliance, and he saw the inner snow-white skin of the Holy Maiden of Wuyang Mountain through her embroidered dress, and almost had a nosebleed.

"Jiang Xiyu, the underwear you lost is made of Tianshan God silk, which is impervious to water and fire. Am I right or not?" Sikong Qing shouted loudly.

This was all he could see, because the underwear of the Holy Maiden of Wuyang Mountain was made of silk strands from the sacred silkworms of Tianshan Mountain. The material was special and the parts wrapped by it could not be seen through.

The mood of the Holy Goddess of Wuyang Mountain changed suddenly. At first, she thought Sikong Qing was talking nonsense, but the other party's description did exactly match her several pieces of underwear.

"Did one really get stolen?!" The Saint of Wuyang Mountain was surprised.

She has not been in Wuyang Mountain recently. It is not impossible for these thieves to sneak into Wuyang Mountain and sneak into her bedroom to steal her intimate clothes.

"Inexplicable!" The Saintess of Wuyang Mountain was so angry that her teeth were itching, and her pair of slender hands moved quickly on the guqin in front of her.

The sound of the piano turned into a tangible substance, like ripples or ocean waves, sweeping in all directions. The bandits around them all held their heads and screamed. It felt like someone was hitting their heads with a huge hammer.

The Saintess of Wuyang Mountain's face was filled with frost, and she swept most of the piano waves towards Sikong Qing.

"Jiang Xiyu, do you want to kill people and silence them? Believe it or not, I will take your underwear to the street to sell it someday?!" Sikong Qing shouted, then seemed to remember something, glanced around, and said: "Little Brother, where have you been? Quickly take out that piece of underwear and show it to everyone!"

He really took [using a topic] and [making something out of nothing] to the extreme, just like he really had the intimate clothes of the Holy Maiden of Wuyang Mountain in his hands, which made the latter astonished.

"Little brother, we are the most loyal people in this industry. How could you just run away without saying a word?" Sikong Qing's voice spread in all directions.

"Fuck your grandma's legs!" Shi Daohan cursed in his heart. She had already run far away, but she still heard Sikong Qing's cry.

There were battles everywhere in this area, and she would sometimes be attacked and failed to break out immediately.

"Clearly"

The Saint of Wuyang Mountain has icy flesh and jade bones, and a face as cold as frost. She is not sure whether her intimate clothes have really been stolen, but she would rather believe it or not, and will kill someone decisively to silence her.

Sikong Qing offered a black pottery bowl. It looked very old, but the power it exerted was astonishing. It had strong devouring power, and the surrounding space was distorted as soon as it appeared.

The Saint of Wuyang Mountain changed her color: "The Ninth Thief Sikong Yu even passed this thing to you?!"

"How is it possible? This is just an imitation. The real thing will not be passed on to me until I marry a saint girl."

Having said this, Sikong Qing chuckled and said, "Why don't you, Fairy Xiyu, just marry me, so that we can jointly hold a Ji Dao Saint Weapon."

When Shi Daohan saw the black pottery bowl held in Sikong Qing's hand, his heart was suddenly shocked, and he thought of the broken bowl that the main body got in the imperial city of the Sun Never Sets Empire.

The two are really similar. The only difference is that the bowl obtained by the main body is more ancient and has a crack, while the black pottery bowl in Sikong Qing's hand has no damage.

At that time, the leader of Qingxu said that it might be an extremely holy weapon.

From the conversation between Sikong Qing and the Saint of Wuyang Mountain, we can also know that the black pottery bowl in his hand is also an imitation of the Jidao Saint Weapon.

"Is there any connection between the two?" Shi Daohan wondered in his mind.

Sikong Qing held a black pottery bowl and blocked all the attacks from the Saint of Wuyang Mountain.

The Holy Maiden of Wuyang Mountain felt awe-inspiring in her heart. Just the imitation was so powerful and could devour everything. If the real thing came out, she would definitely be swallowed and obliterated. There would be no suspense at all.

The ultimate holy weapon, the soldier of the saint, can be seen from the name. This is a weapon that has reached the extreme and cannot be competed by human beings.

"Even if it's just an imitation, how long can you activate it with your current strength? You will definitely die today!"

The Saint of Wuyang Mountain had a frosty face. No matter whether her underwear was really stolen or not, she would kill someone today to prevent it from happening.