Come and clean me up!

A few days later, the three of them went to the Bing Pavilion again to retrieve the spirit sword.

With a bright and thin hilt, and a hilt with excellent grip, Yu Lingjing flicked it lightly with her fingertips, and there was a resounding "Zheng" sound.

He poured his spiritual consciousness into the sword, and felt the trembling of the spirit sword.

The only fly in the ointment was that Yu Lingjing rubbed the inscription "Xiu" on the hilt of the sword, regretting it endlessly.

Since the stepless spirit sword can be continuously improved, the sword casting elders are only responsible for casting the most basic appearance, so the three swords have the same appearance, and for the convenience of distinguishing, the names of the swords are engraved on them.

Yu Lingjing hissed, and was about to turn his stomach into regret. Fortunately, seeing Lu Yuanxiu also looked like he had eaten corpse rice, he felt a little more at ease.

Holding a sword flower in his hand, he said loudly to the other two: "Come on, it's the first time we meet, let me introduce you, this is my spirit sword—Zhanxiu, you can also call it by its nickname—Xiaoxiuxiu."

Hao Huaming laughed loudly, "Hahaha, little Xiuxiu..."

Before the lingering sound of his laughter, there was a chill behind his back. Hao Huaming stopped his mouth in time and sneered twice: "Brother Lu, why don't you introduce yourself?"

Speaking of this, Hao Huaming had a flash of inspiration, and started to compile by himself: "Let me introduce, this is my spirit sword Po Jing, you can also call it Xiao Jing Jing, Xiao Po Po, my Jing... ah... Ah! Two heroes, have something to say!"

Both sides of the neck were cool at the same time, and the sword lights flickered one after the other, which only scared Hao Huaming enough.

Yu Lingjing slid her thumb slowly across her neck, and made a 'kill' gesture to Hao Huaming, and sneered silently, full of murderous aura.

Hao Huaming laughed dryly, and touched the tip of his nose, "I'm just a suggestion, Brother Lu's sword is naturally up to him to decide, I believe with Brother Lu's intelligence..."

"Little pig Jing, Ergou Jing, big fish Jing, you can call whatever you want." Lu Yuanxiu opened his mouth, put down his sword, and his face was calm.

Hao Huaming: "Pfft~ Then I'll call Ergou Jing, Jing Ergou, hahaha!"

Yu Lingjing yelled loudly: "Dare?! Changed my name, my sword will be called Chou Chou Xiu in the future! Chou Chou Chou! Eh, no."

Yu Lingjing's bright black eyes rolled, a smile appeared on the corners of her lips, and she said with a hammer, "Rectify your name to Zhanxiu, and your nickname to Xiuritian!"

Lu Yuanxiu looked at him, and said calmly, "The rectification is called Pojing, and the nickname is Jingyudi."

Yu Lingjing: "..."

Hao Huaming was dumbfounded at first, and then let out a deafening laugh: "I am convinced! I am more dick than my 'Hao dick'!!"

He smiled for a while, and when he saw the two people whose faces were all black, he shook his head with emotion, "After all, they are both dignified figures of the Qingtan Sect. It's really possible to use a sword name to make it like this! If other disciples I know, what kind of high-cold image can be properly blurred to the center of the earth."

Yu Lingjing shrugged, and said indifferently: "The image thing, I lost it the first day I came to the sect."

Hao Huaming was taken aback, thinking of Yu Lingjing's feats in front of the Bigu Hall that day, he suddenly burst out laughing, he was so happy that he couldn't get enough of it, even to the point of carrying the pot without opening it.

"Do you still remember when you said that Lu Yuanxiu's waist is not good? To be honest, not long ago I heard a few fairy sisters talking in private about how Lu Yuanxiu's waist is, hahaha! This rumor will probably be passed down through the ages. !"

Yu Lingjing let out a laugh, and said with great interest: "Really? Which one of the Seven Immortals, I want to get to know each other, hahaha! Oh my god!"

He smiled brightly, turned his head and patted Lu Yuanxiu's shoulder heavily, and blinked at him: "Lu Yuanxiu, you're done."

"Do not,"

Lu Yuanxiu looked at him, raised the broken thorn in his hand, and said coldly, "It's you who are done."

Yu Lingjing opened her eyes wide, and was about to slip with her legs lifted, when she suddenly remembered that she was still injured, and she could run like a fart!

He couldn't hold back for a moment, resting his fingertips on the blade of the sword that was emitting cold light, he gently pushed and stopped, "If you have something to say, it is indeed my responsibility, at worst, I will clarify it for you... ···Hey, are you serious? Damn! Watch me repair the sun and the sky!"

After the disciples competed, it was time to go out to practice.

It was night, and Yu Lingjing was packing things in the bamboo house. His storage bag was the top in the cultivation world, and the space was a little bigger than this bamboo house, so he didn't worry about not being able to fit it.

But after searching for a while, he found that he had nothing to bring except a bunch of freshly picked snow ginseng fruits.

He was sitting on the mat, with his chin resting on his shoulders, and his gaze fell silently on a corner of the map, which was the place of this experience.

Three days ago, Qingdan Zong entrusted the pavilion to receive a letter for help from a casual cultivator named Zhao Yueyi. The letter said that he found something unusual in a small town and asked Qingdan to send someone to help.

Letters like this, at least thousands of letters are received by the Entrusting Pavilion every day, and except for special circumstances, they are generally dealt with according to priority.

The reason why Yu Lingjing and others took this practice mission is that the problem is not serious and a few people can do it, and the second is that the town is separated from the sect by thousands of mountains and rivers. Experience opportunities.

When dawn broke the next day, Yu Lingjing, with a storage bag hanging from his waist and Zhanxiu in his hand, joined the rest of them in front of the ancestral monument.

In the cool morning, Qi Yisi wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, and when he saw Yu Lingjing approaching, he said tremblingly: "Are you nervous, I feel my hands and feet are trembling."

He was also born in a family of cultivators. Although he was not as huge as the Yu family, he grew up with a golden spoon in his mouth. Before he came to the sect, he had always practiced at home in a well-behaved manner. This was the first time he went out to practice alone. .

"What are you afraid of? My golden core is here. I have something to cover you." Yu Lingjing patted Qi Yisi on the shoulder, raised her chin, and said with arrogance, "You are allowed to declare my name outside!"

Qi Yisi smiled, and the tense expression gradually relaxed.

He is so kind, he is completely different from the children of the arrogant and extravagant family that his parents said, Qi Yisi thought to himself, and couldn't help but look at Yu Lingjing more.

Suddenly, he noticed a line of sight coming from him, and looked around, with a dazed expression on his face.

"What were you looking at just now?" Xie Wanfeng asked suspiciously when he noticed that Lu Yuanxiu was a little absent-minded.

"It's nothing," Lu Yuanxiu turned his head, "The journey is a bit long, Yujian will take some time, can you hold it with spiritual power?"

Xie Wanfeng smiled softly, her face was softer and more beautiful than in previous years, "Although the alchemy has not yet formed, but there is still some spiritual power, don't worry."

Lu Yuanxiu nodded and said no more.

On the other hand, Hao Huaming, who came late, was taunted by Xiao Youmei, mocking him for dawdling in dressing up. Hao Huaming immediately turned back, not to be outdone, mocking Xiao Youmei for having a pale face, and there is nothing to repair. Because no one is chasing.

Xiao Youmei was so angry that she almost drew her sword to face each other, but Luo Yunfei who was beside her stopped her in time and persuaded her patiently before giving up.

When all the people arrived, just a glimmer of light was revealed in the sky, ten long rainbows flashed across the sky and whizzed away.

Staying away from the sect until the last black spot disappeared from sight, everyone watched silently, and immediately...

Mu Xin: "How high can you fly? Come and compare!"

Qi Cheng: "Okay! I won't lose!"

Yu Lingjing waved his hand: "There is no challenge at high altitudes, but there are many obstacles at low altitudes, and it is even more dangerous to be close to the ground. You have to fight for speed and reaction. Do you want to try?"

Qi Yisi hesitated: "No way, can't we fly seriously?"

"No," Yu Lingjing shook her head, then blew a loud whistle, swung her arms, and flew away, "I'll go first, old men, take your time!"

Hao Huaming: "Fuck! Who is the old man? Yu Lingjing, just wait for me!"

Xiao Youmei: "Go, Yun Fei, let's follow and overtake these arrogant boys!"

A bit of hesitation appeared on Luo Yunfei's face: "But, Lu Yuanxiu didn't move, I still want to..."

"Don't think about it," Xiao Youmei couldn't laugh or cry, "Look back, the person is long gone."

"Ah?" Luo Yunfei looked back, as expected, the rear was already empty, she murmured in doubt: "No, it was still there just now."

Xiao Youmei said helplessly: "He is very fast, and he seems to have caught up with Hao Huaming when he was talking. Hey, don't worry about it, let's chase."

Luo Yunfei bit Dan's lips lightly, and nodded with anger in her eyes.

After a day and a night in Yujian, as soon as the freshness wears off, everyone appears exhausted. Spiritual energy consumption is one thing, but mental fatigue is the most exhausting.

Yu Lingjing's several Golden Core Stages are still good, but the other several Foundation Establishment Stages obviously can't keep up.

At noon, the scorching sun was shining brightly, the forest below was dense, and there were Feiliu waterfalls. After discussing with each other, they decided to go down and take a rest.

Yu Lingjing took a sip of the clear spring, leaned against the tree, and chatted with Xie Wanfeng who was resting on the cool stone.

"Are you asking about the Thirteen Lands of Desolation? Although it is not as large as the sect, it is also extremely spacious. The seasons are as warm as spring and the scenery is unique. I live in Huangbailin... If you are curious, I will take you there in the future. "

After Yu Lingjing finished speaking, she asked, "What about you, where are you from?"

Xie Wanfeng was silent for a while, looked at Yu Lingjing cautiously, and said in a low voice for a while, "Do you know about ghost towns?"

Yu Lingjing was taken aback, her expression turned serious.

Xie Wanfeng smiled wryly, eyes drooping, a little disappointed, "Don't be afraid of me, I just stayed in the ghost town when I was a child, and then my father died, so I left there."

"The ghost town is not limited to demon cultivators. I'm afraid of what you will do."

Yu Lingjing tilted her head and smiled, pulled a piece of spirit grass in her mouth, and said casually, "It's not easy to leave the ghost town safely."

Xie Wanfeng rubbed the center of his brows, as if he had almost forgotten: "I'm fine, about ten years ago."

Yu Lingjing's eyes moved slightly, and the biting spirit grass gradually stopped.