Everyone in the division is lying down, relying on me to involute and soar up

"I only found out now, but unfortunately, it's too late."

Yun Miaomiao helplessly spread her hands.

"There are so many people here, but they all heard it."

Just now she gave a little hint to the sect leader, who locked her up here. She thought she would have to wait until midnight, or for a few days, before these two people would come. Unexpectedly, just after a while, the two of them could not bear it. Can't stop coming.

He couldn't hide it even for a moment.

Zhou Yang'er's face turned pale.

She shook her hands, knowing that she could not escape now, so she could only kneel down and beg for mercy:

"Master! I didn't do anything, she was the one who slandered me! It was Yun Miaomiao who slandered me!"

"Yes, yes! She is the one who slandered me. I really don't know!"

Han Zexu's eyes widened and he knelt on the ground with a plop, not daring to breathe!

Yun Miaomiao came out of the prison calmly and calmly. When passing by the two of them, she suddenly took action and struck Zhou Yang'er with a palm!

Zhou Yang'er subconsciously took action, and there were several wisps of black energy in that spiritual power!

hum-

The two held hands against each other, Yun Miaomiao was knocked back several meters by this force, and the expressions of the people around him also changed at this time——

Demon cultivator?

She is actually a demon cultivator! ?

A few people didn't care about anything else and rushed forward to suppress Zhou Yang'er!

The little old man and others rushed to Yun Miaomiao: "Are you okay? Are you injured?"

"I'm fine, but she, a demon cultivator, sneaked into the sect to murder her disciples, and also tried to steal the sect's treasures. She is really courageous. I suggest that we should investigate her origins."

"My origin?" Zhou Yang'er was discovered. She stopped making excuses now and said directly: "You people from Beiju Luzhou are really stupid. I tell you, you will be finished soon. You can forget it now." Even if you kill me, it won’t help!”

The person in front of me was laughing crazily, looking a little crazy.

The words that came out of her mouth shocked a few people, but Yun Miaomiao didn't know what would happen next. She had exposed their true colors, and it was up to the sect leader to decide how to deal with them in the end.

She was eventually brought back to Hidden Sword Peak.

The three people from Hidden Sword Peak gathered around her and checked several times to make sure she was fine before breathing a sigh of relief.

Yun Miaomiao also comforted several people for a long time, and then persuaded them to leave.

After persuading the person to leave, Yun Miaomiao sat alone in the room, thinking about Zhou Yang'er's original words.

She is so resentful towards the people in Beiju Luzhou, she should be from one of the other three continents.

This world is called the Zhongtian Realm. The Zhongtian Realm is divided into four continents, namely Dongsheng Shenzhou, Nanfanbuzhou, Beiju Luzhou, and Xiniuhezhou. The continents are separated by the Wuwang Sea, and the racial systems between each continent are different. Same.

The place where she is now is Beiju Luzhou.

Three thousand years ago, four continents were at war. After she settled the war, she signed contracts with each continent not to invade each other in the future.

Only three thousand years have passed now.

These people are at it again.

"Boss, what are you thinking? You don't care about the people in your space?"

Yun Miaomiao's thoughts were interrupted. She glanced at the people in the space and said, "Don't worry about it for now. You and I can't be saved now. Let's wait until I find a way."

"Then have you forgotten something else?" Qiongqi had no objection to her decision and just reminded her lightly.

Yun Miaomiao was confused: "What happened?"

"Didn't you tell your cheap disciple to go see him every three days? Have you forgotten?"

Yun Miaomiao was silent for a moment, and the next second, she rushed out of the door, sat on the flying spiritual weapon, and ran to somewhere.

At the door of the auction house, Master An stood there with eyes wide open, his eyes filled with indescribable grievance. He had been waiting all day, why didn't he see his master come yet?

Could it be that his master regretted accepting him as his disciple in the middle of the night and simply stopped coming?

"What are you thinking about?"

A cold female voice sounded from behind him. Master An was immediately happy and turned around quickly:

"Master! You are finally here!"

"Something delayed me and I came a little late. You won't blame me, right?" Yun Miaomiao coughed lightly, indicating that she really didn't mean it.

Qiongqi looked sad. If he didn't know the truth, he would have believed it.

"No, no, it's what the disciples should do when the master comes to teach, it's what they should do." Master An said with a smile, completely throwing away the thoughts just now, and as he said that, he led Yun Miaomiao away. His medicine pavilion.

The attic stands in the city, towering into the clouds, and is so luxurious that it can be said to be a palace.

"Master, this is the disciple's residence. The disciple has prepared a residence and attendants for you here. If you give lectures in the future, you can come directly here. If you want anything, you can tell the disciple, and the disciple will definitely prepare everything for you! "

"Damn it, boss, you're holding me up to my thigh!" Qiongqi exclaimed, he looks like a rich man!

It looks like he can afford eight Hidden Sword Peaks!

Yun Miaomiao couldn't help but correct: "It's this thigh that insists on hugging me."

She had previously heard from the manager of the auction house that this man was very powerful. Unexpectedly, he was actually the master of the Medicine Pavilion. Now, he should be a person that even the head of the Shengxu Sect would respect.

"Well, you did a good job." Yun Miaomiao handed over what she had just written and said: "The above is the acupuncture method of the thirteen stitches of Ghost Hand. There are five thousand pages in total. Read it yourself first. If there is anything you don't understand, Ask me again."

"Yes!"

Master An was so happy.

He held the stack of papers carefully and couldn't help but flip through two pages. The more he read, the more frightened he became, and he quickly said:

"This...is this the entire Secret of Thirteen Needles of Ghost Hand?"

"Ah."

Yun Miaomiao nodded: "Now I've passed it on to you. You can pass it on to others if you want, as long as it's someone with a pure mind. I have no objection."

"Master...Master, this acupuncture technique has been lost for a long time. Even if you can learn it superficially, you are already very powerful. You actually have a complete set of acupuncture techniques. Who are you?" Master An swallowed his saliva, and his master came. He was always secretive when he was there, and he couldn't tell anything was wrong with his body. He could only tell by the voice that it was a woman, and he didn't know anything else.

As a disciple, he is somewhat mysterious.

"You will know my identity in the future." She gave the acupuncture method, and now she was too lazy to wait any longer. She waved her hand and said:

"I'll go shopping by myself. I'll come back later. If you have any questions, just think about it and ask them later."

With that said, she wandered around the medicine pavilion.

Master An couldn't wait to get something, so he didn't continue to ask questions and immediately went to study acupuncture.

Yun Miaomiao was currently wandering around the medicine pavilion wearing a big cloak. She must have been greeted by Master An. Everyone here was respectful when they saw her.

She walked around and found nothing interesting. She just went out to visit a nearby market. Before she had walked a few steps, she saw a familiar figure standing at the door of the auction house!