I fly with a sword in the magic academy

Sikong Qing turned around and ran away. He was not stupid. His cultivation and realm were not comparable to the Saint of Wuyang Mountain. Even if he had an imitation of the Jidao Saint Weapon in his hand, it would not last long. If he fought for a long time, If you go down, you will definitely suffer a big loss.

"Young disciple, where are you running!" The Saint of Wuyang Mountain was already murderous.

"Little brother, where are you? Let everyone take a look at the piece you got!" Sikong Qing shouted loudly as he fled, trying to disturb the state of mind of the Saint of Wuyang Mountain.

Shi Daohan cursed in his heart. If he had known better, he shouldn't have tampered with the situation, but for no reason he was blamed. Where could he go to reason?

At this moment, there were shouts of killing and fierce battles everywhere. She finally rushed to the outer area, but was pushed back again.

"Little brother, since you can even get the intimate clothes of the Saint of Wuyang Mountain, and now that the Saint of Wuyang Mountain is here, why don't we work together to take her down?" Sikong Qing shouted at the top of his lungs. .

The entire spirit stone mining area in Wuyang Mountain fell into a brief silence, and then there was a sensation.

"Have the intimate clothes of Saint Jiang Xiyu of Wuyang Mountain been stolen?" Many bandits howled excitedly.

The monks in Wuyang were also dumbfounded.

"What?! The saint's... was stolen?"

"The saint is pure and pure, how could her intimate and intimate clothes fall into the hands of others?"

"Wuyang Mountain is heavily guarded. I don't believe these thieves can sneak into the saint's palace silently!"

"If it wasn't sneaked into Wuyang Mountain and stolen from the saint's palace, then it couldn't have been taken from the saint's body in a fair and just way, right?"

Many monks in Wuyang Mountain did not forget to talk about the details during the war.

"Sikong Qing, it's useless if you try to mess with my mood." The cold voice of the Saint of Wuyang Mountain echoed through the sky.

After hearing this, all the monks in Wuyang Mountain were relieved and dispelled their doubts.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, you will know. Who can sneak into Wuyang Mountain silently and steal things from the saint's palace? Stealing it directly from the saint is even more ridiculous and impossible.

"Little brother, I know you are still here! Just take out those two pieces of close-fitting private clothing to open everyone's eyes! Don't you want to see the pure, holy and ethereal Saintess of Wuyang Mountain blushing, ashamed, and ashamed? A scene?" Sikong Qing searched everywhere for Shi Daohan.

The Holy Maiden of Wuyang Mountain gritted her teeth and at the same time scanned all directions with her spiritual consciousness, looking for the "little brother" Sikong Qingkou mentioned.

She was worried that her intimate clothes had been stolen and that the other party would show them in public. If such a thing really happened, she would definitely go crazy.

"Brothers, please help me pay attention. The little brother we are traveling with looks about seventeen or eighteen years old, with thin arms and legs, and handsome features..." Sikong Qing began to describe Shi Daohan's appearance. .

"Your grandma is a jerk! I have no grievances with you, so that's enough. There's really no need to trick me into death, right?!"

Shi Daohan had already cursed Sikong Qing hundreds of times in his heart. He immediately pulled out a bloody garment from a corpse on the ground and put it on himself. Then he covered his face with blood, hoping to hide it from others.

However, there were people everywhere here, and just when she was breaking out, someone still noticed her.

"Don't tell me, I seemed to have really seen a little brother just now. He has thin arms and legs, thin skin and tender flesh. He is very similar to the boy described by Qing Gui."

"Isn't it right? Did someone really steal the intimate clothes of the Saint of Wuyang Mountain? Then which direction did the little brother go?"

"It was over there just now, and now I don't know where it went."

Sikong Qing was being chased by the Saint of Wuyang Mountain and was running around when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure.

"Little brother, I saw you! The most important thing in our line of work is to have a photographic memory. The person with the blood on his face and the blood-stained clothes is you!" Sikong Qing's voice filled the sky, pointing out the location of Shi Daohan.

With a "Hula", all the bandits looked at Shi Daohan, who was wearing blood clothes and with blood on his face. At the same time, monks from Wuyang Mountain came to kill him, and they would not allow anyone to damage the reputation of their saint.

"Little brother is good!"

"You can't tell. You're not old, but you're not timid at all. You even got your hands on the intimate clothes of the Saint of Wuyang Mountain!"

"It's true that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. I have someone who will succeed me!"

A group of bearded bandits around him all gave Shi Daohan a thumbs up and expressed their appreciation.

This group of people actually didn't care whether she really stole the underwear of the Saint of Wuyang Mountain. They just wanted to use this gimmick to make a fuss, thinking that they would annihilate the people of Wuyang Mountain and disturb the state of mind of the Saint of Wuyang Mountain. .

"Sikong Qing, your uncle!" Shi Daohan shouted loudly: "The Saint of Wuyang Mountain is such a pure and pure woman, how can you allow you to be so blasphemous? Don't talk nonsense here!"

The Saint of Wuyang Mountain locked her eyes on Shi Daohan and had already added her to her must-kill list.

"Little brother, if you ask me to tell you that you have a lustful heart but no courage. If the Holy Maiden of Wuyang Mountain is standing in front of us, and if we work together to take her down, then she will be more than just a personal wearer. We can even get her private clothes!"

Sikong Qing's voice resounded on the battlefield, causing a group of bandits to cheer and clamor to take the Saint of Wuyang Mountain back to be their wife.

"Sikong Qing, don't even think about dragging me into trouble!"

Shi Daohan cursed, and then said to the Saint of Wuyang Mountain: "I only have admiration for fairies, and have never had any thoughts of blasphemy or wrongdoing. In my mind, you are just like the high-hanging fairy." My bright moon is a woman who combines holiness and integrity. I will always be your most loyal believer and pursuer, Fairy, and the world can learn from it!"

"In that case, why don't we join forces and kill Sikong Qing?" A bright smile appeared on the face of the Saint of Wuyang Mountain.

"My strength is low, so I'm afraid I can't help the fairy." Shi Daohan rushed out without looking back. Fortunately, those bandits pay attention to the ethics of the world and would occasionally spare their hands and feet to share the pressure for her, otherwise she would Was he going to be hacked to death on the spot by the monks from Wuyang Mountain?

Seeing that Shi Daohan was just running for his life and showed no sign of coming to help, Sikong Qing shouted: "Little brother, those in our profession must be loyal!"

Shi Daohan ignored it. She had already reached the periphery and was about to rush out of the battlefield.

Just ahead, Nangong Huang, Li Shangyun, and Qi Daozhen, three notorious thieves in Huangzhou, faced off against the leader of Wuyang Mountain. The sky was shattered and the earth was shattered, the sun and the moon were dim, and the terrifying energy fluctuated like a torrential flood. Sweeping across all directions.

The leader of Wuyang Mountain is surrounded by 1808 gorgeous divine rings, as if there are small worlds floating in them, making him seem to be standing in the center of the universe.

The seventh thief, Li Shangyun, may have the appearance of a handsome young man, but he has an invincible aura that dominates the world in his movements.

"Li Shangyun, Qi Daozhen, Nangong Huang, these thieves are really bold and want to ambush the current head of Wuyang Mountain here!" Shi Daohan was shocked.

"boom"

At this moment, the distant sky shook, people shouted and beasts roared, and chariots and figures rushed out of the void, crushing the sky.

In the center, there is a big flag ringing loudly, with two big characters written on it: Shushan!

The people from the Shushan Immortal Alliance are here. They also occupy a place outside the Ancient Immortal Territory, which is even wider than Wuyang Mountain.

"Fellow Taoists from Wuyang Mountain, we from Shu Mountain are here to support us!"

Hundreds of sword cultivators rushed to the front and took the lead, their sword energy rising across the sky. They were followed closely by animal cultivators and body cultivators riding on ferocious beasts, with several elder-level figures in the middle.

Shi Daohan was dumbfounded, why did his disciple come to join in the fun? !

Without thinking, she turned around and left, worried that someone would recognize her.

"What bad luck!" Nangong Huang cursed.

Li Shangyun and Qi Daozhen also changed their colors. They did not expect that Shushan would come to help at this time, causing their plan to fail.

The monks from Wuyang Mountain shouted in unison. Many people had died in the battle so far. When they were desperate, they saw such a group of powerful reinforcements coming to support them, and they were naturally heartened.

"Little brother..." Sikong Qing turned back to search for Shi Daohan's figure, but found that the other party had already escaped. This made him a little stunned, and he was still muttering: "Those who work in our industry must be loyal."

He originally wanted Shi Daohan to take out those two pieces of intimate clothing and give everyone in Shushan a slap in the face.

Xiang Xiang's words to the Holy Maiden of Wuyang Mountain were just making excuses, making things out of nothing, hoping to disturb the other party's state of mind.

But now that people from Shushan are here, it’s not something that was created out of thin air.

Because in the hands of that "little brother", there are really two pieces of personal and private clothing belonging to Shi Daohan, the eldest disciple of the head of Shushan.

Shi Daohan ran away without looking back. She returned to China this time to experience hundreds of calamities in the mortal world, and for the time being she wanted to recognize her master.

"boom"

There was a violent vibration from the rear, and the battle had reached a fever pitch. The three thieves, Qi Daozhen, Nangong Huang, and Li Shangyun, were all fierce. Even if they could not ambush the leader of Wuyang Mountain, they would at least cripple half of him. Life!

The terrifying battle fluctuations submerged the sky and the earth. Shi Daohan flew away without looking back and disappeared at the end of the horizon in the blink of an eye.

Now that she has the spirit stone, she needs to find a place to heal her internal injuries.

Huangzhou, as its name suggests, is desolate all over. The land here is reddish brown, and there is no green vegetation or water source.

Shi Daohan flew in the air for about seven or eight days, completely far away from the ancient fairyland.

Danqing City is an ancient city built on an oasis with a radius of more than hundreds of miles. The walls are made of reddish-brown boulders and are full of the vicissitudes of time.

According to locals, this city has a history of more than a thousand years.

The average lifespan of the most ordinary monks can be as low as one or two hundred years. In the world of spiritual practice, history can easily number in the tens of thousands, and it cannot be viewed from the perspective of the secular world.

This is also one of the reasons why the ancient sages wanted to carve out a world completely separated from the mortal world. If they are under the same world, the limited land will not only restrict the hands and feet of the monks, but also the fight between the monks. It will also affect a series of troubles such as the rise and fall of dynasties.

Rather than setting a lot of rules and regulations, it would be simpler and easier to just open up a big world alone.

The population of Danqing City is about 200,000. In the bitter cold land of Huangzhou, it can be said to be a very luxurious city. The streets are busy with traffic and constant flow, making it very lively and noisy.

Shi Daohan felt that he still had too few spiritual stones, so he decided to find a stone gambling shop to get some more.

Stone gambling in the spiritual world is similar to that in the secular world. It means taking out some raw spiritual stones that are still wrapped in stone skins and letting people try their luck.

Shi Daohan inquired about it and found that many of the great transcendental forces had set up stone gambling houses in this city, so he immediately decided to try his luck.

Of course, she automatically ignored the stone betting shops opened here by Wuyang Mountain and Shushan.

One is his own sect. If he can't do it, it's even more impossible for Wuyang Mountain. Not long ago, he just fished some spirit stones from their spiritual stone mining area outside the ancient fairyland. If he goes to do it again at this time, That would be so wicked of them.

She just thought that she was going to kill people, and she didn't worry about being cheated. Naturally, she had absolute confidence, because the double-pupil eyeball that her true body got in the West was now inside her. inside the body.

Although it is still unable to revive and exert its true power, it should not be a problem to use it to look at a few raw spiritual stones.

"Does Tianxian Academy also have a stone gambling shop here?" Shi Daohan stopped an old man.

"Of course, Tianxian College's Stone Gambling Shop is not only the one with the best tokens in the city, it is also the largest one." The old man replied.

Shi Daohan immediately decided to go to Tianxian College's Stone Gambling Square. This Stone Gambling Square is located in the East District of Chengdu and is a very quiet place.

"Hey, why isn't the door open today?"

Many people gathered outside Tianxian Academy's Stone Gambling Square, all talking about something.

"I heard that a fairy from Tianxian Academy has come to Danqing City. They are all preparing to welcome her and will not open the door until below."

"The reputation of the fairies of Tianxian College is spread all over the world. The children of those transcendent powerful forces and aristocratic families are all proud to marry the fairies of Tianxian College. I don't know where this fairy comes from. Is it possible that she is from the college? Where is the saint?"

"What are you thinking about? How could a saint from Tianxian Academy come to a poor and remote place like ours?"

"That's not certain. When they open the door in the afternoon, you will know if it is a saint from the college."

"We can see you in the afternoon, but I advise against those unrealistic ideas.

……

In the end, Shi Daohan chose an ordinary stone gambling shop called "Ronghui".

"stop."

Shi Daohan was stopped as soon as he came to the door.

Several middle-aged men looked at Shi Daohan's clothes, frowned, and said, "You are not allowed to come to this place."