Surprise! The popular villain is actually Long Aotian's wife

Qi Wu Yue looked at his calm expression and glanced around his face.

There is not a trace of embarrassment.

In the end, he gave Luo Huangji two handfuls of melon seeds and successfully shut him up.

Luo Huangji: "Crack, crack..."

Qi Wu Yue: “Crack, crack…”

If the situation on Xiao Lin and Gu Bei's side was characterized by intertwined sword lights and blue lightning and flames filling the sky, then the situation on the side of the little golden man was much more interesting.

Qi Wu Yue decisively moved his gaze away.

Xing Yu said angrily: "Magic weapons, magical weapons, and more magical weapons! How many magical weapons do you have?"

After she fought with this person, she immediately realized that his cultivation was not as good as hers, and was only at the fifth level.

His spiritual energy was not deep, and his swordsmanship was even sparse, but I couldn't hurt him at all, because he was wearing so many magical weapons.

Xing Yu was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood. He used all kinds of attack methods, almost all the skills he had in his power, but he could only break a few of the little golden man's protective magic weapons.

Moreover, she could vaguely sense that this guy had at least two extremely high-grade protective magic weapons on him.

Which big force raised such a weird guy? Young Master Jin Gui should just stay at home and don’t let him out to disgust others.

Xingyu held back the swear words that were about to come out.

We don't know the other party's background. If their power is greater than that of the Holy Light Palace, provoking them easily may lead to hatred and cause trouble for the Holy Light Palace in the future.

Upon hearing this, the little golden man stopped smashing the magic weapon in his hand, thought for a moment, and poured out the contents of the storage ring like pouring beans.

The poured-out magic weapons piled up like a hill.

Qi Wu Yue was envious for a moment and wanted to rob them, but he looked around and thought that there were too many people here and it would be difficult to strike them unconsciously.

Xingyu opened his mouth in shock, and snorted twice in extreme frustration.

The little golden man said calmly: "I still have this much quota for this month. Don't worry, it will be used up soon."

Xingyu was defeated again.

Use it up? Use it up on her?

She looked angry and mad.

Xing Yu shouted, "Can't you just stop using your magic weapon and fight me squarely? You're a grown man, but you're so timid—"

"It seems impossible. Brother, the magic weapon is also a part of the cultivator's strength. And sister, I am not an adult yet. Brother said that I am a little man, not a big... man..."

The little golden man interrupted her in a sincere tone, but it seemed that the sister opposite her was getting more and more gloomy.

Did he say something wrong?

So the ending sound became weaker and weaker.

"Pfft—Hahaha!" Luo Huangji laughed out loud without restraint.

Then he successfully received a cold look from Xingyu.

"Is it funny, old man?"

"Pfft——" The smile shifted to Qi Wu Yue's face.

Qi Wu Yue nudged Luo Huangji with his elbow, "Teacher Luo looks old."

Luo Huangji immediately covered his chest with his hands as if in pain, and said, "Teacher Luo is very heartbroken and needs to use melon seeds to replenish his body." As he said that, he snatched the melon seeds from Qi Wu Yue's hand.

Qi Wu Yue: “???”

Do you want face?

Xingyu's sarcasm was just one sentence, because the next second.

The truth-seeking and pragmatic little golden man classmate has already come over with the explosive spirit ball.

Damn it!

Xingyu hurriedly activated his magic weapon for defense.

A new round of battle is in full swing.

"What is the Holy Light Hall for? Isn't it for healing monks?" Qi Wu Yue spat out the melon seed shells and asked Luo Huangji next to him.

"Good question. Didn't the Shui family in Zhongzhou never practice healing and recovery spells?" Luo Huangji was stunned for a moment, then asked back with a smile.

"So strong?" Qi Wu Yue held his chin with his hand, smiling from ear to ear.

On par with the Shui family.

To put it bluntly, the Shui family is definitely the best among all the families in Zhongzhou.

After all, the water of the Shui family is special water.

Luo Huangji laughed and said, "That's not the case. Scarcity makes things valuable."

Among the different types of spiritual powers, some always have certain unique advantages.

Among the five elements of spiritual power, the wood and water elements have healing effects, while the healing ability of the light element among the mutated spiritual power is far superior to that of the wood and water elements.

If you choose the path of a healer, you will be similar to an alchemist and will have more advantages than other cultivators in terms of resource acquisition.

The main lineage of the Holy Light Palace inherited the spiritual power of light, and its unique purification and recovery abilities once amazed the continent.

But its status has always been neither awkward nor embarrassing, and it is regarded as a mascot-like existence.

In the last few hundred years, they have relied on "marriage" to maintain their dignity.

Due to their limited talents, most of the light cultivators in the Holy Light Temple have weak physiques and cannot become sword cultivators, body cultivators, or weapon cultivators.

However, due to their innate strong mental power, almost every light cultivator can achieve twice the result with half the effort when practicing the Pure Method.

However, the upper limit of pure magic cultivation is insufficient, and there has never been any powerful light-based magic cultivator in history.

Therefore, every generation of Saintess in the Holy Light Temple focuses on the following two subjects: purification and recovery.

The minor is rare and popular, and it does bring a lot of prestige and resources to the Holy Light Hall, but -

The ability to protect oneself is too poor.

This evil is too deadly.

Without survival, there is no way to grow.

Thousands of years ago, when Zhongzhou and the Demon Realm were at loggerheads, the Holy Light Hall gained great fame by exorcising demons.

However, the gap between the monks and the demons gradually disappeared, and purification techniques were no longer needed to expel the evil spirit, and the role of the Holy Light Hall began to become dispensable.

Especially after experiencing the catastrophe five hundred years ago, the Holy Light Hall was dying and on the verge of extinction. Although it gradually recovered some vitality through marriage, it was still far inferior to before.

The saints of the Holy Light Temple in all generations have special physiques, and with the blessing of holy aura, the babies they give birth to are very talented and can even perfectly inherit the different magical powers from both parents.

In order to ensure the continuation of their descendants, the great clans would be happy to allow their talented heirs to marry such a Taoist partner.

Therefore, many wives of family heads were born in the Holy Light Palace.

In the world of cultivating immortals, profit is everything, and the glory maintained by relying on in-laws is bound to be fragile and short-lived, and will not be able to withstand many storms.

If the Holy Light Temple continues to be so unenterprising, no one can predict what the future will be like.

When Xing Yu thought of this, his eyes became more firm and decisive. He could not lose!

Once again avoiding the impact range of the exploding spirit ball, she condensed a layer of light blade with her right hand. The thin and almost transparent light curtain was very powerful.

This was the strongest energy she could currently condense. It was so sharp that a line of blood was cut out the moment she grasped it.

Xingyu bent his waist, tightened his calves and kicked a spirit ball away, then flew over with a light blade in hand, and swung the light blade close to the little golden man.

The sword is a good sword, but the little golden man's tattered and sparse sword skills are naturally unable to block it.

However, he had more protective magic weapons, and the light blade was blocked by the barrier formed by the jade belt around his waist.

The two were at a stalemate for a while.

Xing Yu's mind was tense. The jade belt was only a mid-level magic weapon, and this was the only one left. As long as she could break it, she would have a chance.

She gritted her teeth, threw away the staff in her left hand, and stabbed down with both hands holding the light blade tightly.

The seventh level of cultivation condensed into a blade of light, and he made a desperate attempt.