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At the end of the second day, at midnight, Zhang Ji took out his magic treasure to test the training results of various sects.

And because the Jiuxiao Sect was training in attacking skills today, the phantoms released by Zhang Ji were all fallen spirits of the same level as them.

Among the crowd of people fighting against the fallen spirits, Jiang Jingmo soon caught Zhang Ji's attention.

The white sword shadows shone brightly, and the wisps of sword energy were like the bright white moonlight above the sky, dazzling. And above the sword energy, there was a layer of light blue chill.

When the fallen spirit sensed the attack and tried to dodge, Jiang Jingmo had already reached its side without knowing when. Several sword energies slashed down fiercely, and the coldness surged from all directions, completely enveloping it.

Although he was a spirit, he was still frozen in place, and even his head could not move at all. Then, the sword energy carrying the light of the bright moon chopped off his head, and in an instant, black mist filled the air.

Jiang Jingmo was also the fastest one in strangling the fallen spirit. When she put away her sword, Zhang Ji stepped forward and grabbed her wrist.

He showed no sign of concealing the shock on his face.

"Can your ice freeze souls?"

Jiang Jingmo nodded. In fact, she had discovered the ability to freeze the soul with cold air when she was surrounded by fallen spirits. She was also very surprised at that time.

"Who on earth are all the people in the Jiuxiao Sect? Why are they all..."

Zhang Ji couldn't help but sigh. He glanced at Ji Chuhe and Jiang Jiting indifferently, but he didn't finish his words.

"Now it seems that the boy from your Jiuxiao Sect is the most mediocre."

Zhang Ji looked at Nan Xun. Although he had a good comprehension ability, he was not outstanding compared to these people.

"No, General, Senior Brother Nan is not mediocre. He is an alchemist and can now refine ninth-grade elixirs."

Jiang Jingmo curled her lips. She was proud of her fellow seniors, and also proud of her own sect.

"Wow, I underestimated him. He is a genius in alchemy. I won't say much about that girl. She should have light spiritual roots, right? But her method of using hidden weapons is similar to that of your Senior Sister Ji. Her comprehension is not bad."

Zhang Ji couldn't help but marvel at the place where the Jiuxiao Sect got so many geniuses from.

However, what Zhang Ji admired most was the way Jiuxiao Sect trained its disciples. He had heard in his early years that the Jiuxiao Sect's training of its disciples was harsh.

But it is precisely because of these harsh trainings that the number of Jiuxiao Sect disciples who were sent to the Land of Fallen Souls in previous years who survived is the largest.

Looking at Wang Lang alone, his talent is not high. He has three spiritual roots of earth, water and wood, and he majors in the earth spiritual root. However, among the disciples of the same year, he is the one with the highest ability to strangle fallen spirits.

Therefore, Zhang Ji had to admire the foresight of the founder of Jiuxiao Sect.

"Ah!"

Yingchi sneezed in Jiang Jingmo's mind, and then he scratched his head in confusion.

"Can a ghost catch a cold?"

"Maybe someone missed you."

Jiang Jingmo's voice also rang out in the spiritual platform.

“Who can think of me?”

Yingchi was puzzled. Everyone who remembered him should be dead.

Oh, I forgot, there is also Shen Ji.

"Are you talking about Shen Shuli?"

"hold head high."

"He misses me? It's good enough that he doesn't scold me!"

Yingchi cursed.

"He won't think of me even if he thinks of you."

Jiang Jingmo couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips when he looked at Yingchi, and then his nose felt itchy.

"Ah!"

She sneezed too.

.........

"You are such a heartless person. You have been gone for so many days and didn't even send me a message."

Shen Shuli murmured in a low voice. At this moment, he was staring at a sound transmission note in a trance.

He wanted to send a message to Jiang Jingmo to tell him that he was going to the Land of Fallen Spirits, but when he thought about the fact that the other party had not sent him any message in the past few days, he felt a little conflicted.

He guessed that she had forgotten about the little girl again. After all, he knew Jiang Jingmo well. She had a lot on her mind in a day. Now that something happened in Jingling Fortress, she couldn't help but worry about it again.

Shen Shuli suddenly became a little annoyed. He felt that Jiang Jingmo was concerned about everyone but ignored him.

Is it because he has been away for too long? So the relationship is not as deep as that of her other senior brothers and sisters?

But they knew each other first...

But when he thought about the time he had been away, he had no contact with her and had been hunted the entire time. Indeed, the time he had spent with her was far less than that with his fellow disciples.

Therefore, it is normal that Jiang Jingmo is indifferent to him.

Thinking of this, Shen Shuli seemed to have some sudden enlightenment, but his mood became even more depressed.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

A masked man saw Shen Shuli's appearance and asked with some confusion, and then was dragged behind by the masked man behind him.

"Master, Xue Bei is new here. He doesn't know the rules. Please don't blame him."

The masked man bowed and saluted with a very disrespectful attitude.

"No problem, his name is Xue Bei, right?"

Shen Shuli raised his eyebrows and motioned Xue Bei to come forward.

"Are you the one escorting Bai Jinyue?"

"Yes, master." Xue Bei nodded.

"How long have you been with Dark Blade?"

Shen Shuli looked him up and down, feeling a little curious.

There are very few people in Dark Blade who dare to talk to him, as they are always taciturn.

To be honest, Shen Shuli used to like this state very much. After all, no one would bother him this way.

But ever since he experienced that kind of chattering atmosphere around Jiang Jingmo, he always felt a little lonely and cold when he returned to Dark Blade.

"It's been a year." Xue Bei puffed out his chest.

Shen Shuli understood that Xue Bei had entered the Dark Blade when he was away.

"You brought him?"

Shen Shuli looked at the masked man who had stood out earlier. His name was Zhao Qi, the old man in Dark Blade.

"Yes."

Zhao Qi nodded. Xue Bei was his apprentice. He had a quick understanding and learned quickly, but he was a bit talkative.

Shen Shuli nodded with relief. Anyone among the Dark Blade could betray him, but Zhao Qi would never do that.

A thousand years ago, Zhao Qi entered reincarnation with him. After he grew up in this life, it was Zhao Qi who found him again and returned to Dark Blade with him again.

Since they were people approved by Zhao Qi, Shen Shuli had nothing to worry about and started chatting with the two of them.

"How can we build good relationships with others?"

Shen Shuli asked calmly.

"I'll chop off one of your hands first. If you still don't want to submit to me, Master, I'll chop off another hand..."

Zhao Qi's voice was cold and ruthless, but this was also Shen Shuli's usual method before, but this matter seemed a little different from before.

"Master, the master wants to build a good relationship, not to kill anyone, right?"

Xue Bei interrupted his master without hesitation, then he looked at Shen Shuli with a serious expression.

"Master, what kind of people do you want to have a good relationship with? Men or women? How good do you want your relationship to be?"

"It's a girl, and the relationship is so good..."

Shen Shuli thought about it.

"Better than those around her."