Raiding That Tsundere [Quick Transmigration]

This is Wen Jingshu's first time leaving the sect after he came to Guiyimen, and even the first time he walked down Qifeng. It is also the first time he sees Guiyimen disciples other than Qifeng and Jia Siyuan.

This time, Jia Siyuan was also in the congratulatory team. When he saw Wen Jingshu, he immediately put on a smiling face and waved: "Jingshu..."

Just as the word "Jing Shu" opened his mouth, Hua Zhirong seemed to have unintentionally stood in front of Wen Jingshu, blocking Jia Siyuan's gaze for him. Jia Siyuan's expression remained unchanged, and he continued to greet with a smile: "Junior Brother."

Hua Zhirong nodded as a response, and by the way, took Wen Jingshu to stay away from this guy.

As the number one sect in the cultivation world, Guiyimen even has extraordinary means of travel.

Wen Jingshu watched Elder Yuan Ying conjure a small model ship out of thin air. With a slight lift of his hand, the model ship became bigger and bigger, and finally turned into a flying magic weapon that could accommodate hundreds of people, and it was magnificent. One can tell at a glance that it is not an ordinary flying magic weapon.

"Go up." Hua Zhirong said softly, and in the next second the two of them were standing firmly on the deck. Elder Yuan Ying and Master Jindan were already waiting on top, and the disciples below saw Hua Zhirong When they went up, they immediately used all their kung fu, and each of them landed on the treasure ship steadily in various fairy-like postures.

One of the most stinky ones came up and flicked his fan, and by the way, gave Wen Jingshu a provocative or teasing look. Wen Jingshu twitched his eyes and turned his head. It seems that he has cultivated a lot, and he must be a little bit harmonious. A place where ordinary people are different.

Wen Jingshu is now at the first level of Qi training. The treasure ship is moving fast, but he doesn't feel any discomfort. Looking carefully, the treasure ship has already formed a layer of barrier to cover the whole ship.

Many disciples of Guiyimen know that Hua Zhirong has accepted a named disciple, who is also a five-spirit root. After all, monks are also human beings who have a heart for gossip. A group of people eagerly want to see Hua Zhirong's big gossip. Zhirong is a well-known genius in Guiyimen and also a well-known visionary. No one would look up to him. This time, he would actually look at a person who has no roots in the Five Spiritual Roots?

Many people have already speculated whether this registered disciple was so beautiful that he took Hua Zhirong's soul away, or whether the two people had some dirty py transactions behind the scenes, a group of people guessed joyfully, But in fact, they don't know the name of the registered disciple, what he looks like, or even whether he is male or female.

This time, it was said that this named disciple would follow him to the celebration and he only found out when he was about to leave, so a large group of people looked at Wen Jingshu openly and secretly.

Good-looking is pretty good-looking, but to be honest, it seems that Hua Zhirong is not as good-looking. Wen Jingshu is already used to this kind of scrutiny, and he looks calm, and continues to chat with Hua Zhirong.

Within an hour, Elder Yuan Ying came out of the boat and said, "Here we are."

Wen Jingshu looked forward, and sure enough, there was an unusual light on the mountain. The barrier on the treasure ship suddenly disappeared, and the wind immediately rushed in. Wen Jingshu was blown so that his eyes closed subconsciously, waiting to open them again At that time, it was a different scene.

The building in front of him is not much inferior to that of Guiyimen. There is still a lot of gas surrounding the Zongmen. If you look closely, it is actually sword energy, either awe-inspiring or soft. There are many people from small sects around. With this scene, I have already realized something, closed my eyes and started to practice.

Xuantianzong is famous for its sword cultivators, it can be said that it is the world of sword cultivators, and Guiyimen, like its name, embraces all schools, whether it is sword cultivators, law cultivators, physical cultivators, or even the recognized cultivators. Low-level medical practitioners can find a place here.

But in the end, the cultivation world is a place where strength speaks. The strongest sword cultivators with the same level of cultivation always stand at the top of the cultivation world. Most of the chief disciples of the generation are also sword cultivators, just like this generation, Hua Zhirong is also a sword cultivator.

It is also by virtue of the strength of the sword cultivator that Xuantianzong can firmly suppress the Tiangangzong known as the Faxiu.

"Brother Yuansi." A figure stepped out of the sword energy, before seeing his face, Wen Jingshu frowned under the pressure of his powerful external cultivation, and after only a moment, the pressure disappeared Without a trace.

Wen Jingshu looked at Hua Zhirong, sure enough, Hua Zhirong had an angry look on his face. After seeing Wen Jingshu's gaze, he turned worried: "Are you okay?" This Xuantianzong is obviously a sword sect, but he is upright and kind Most of this group of people had nothing to do with them, and he used such a despicable method when he came up, he was accidentally tricked, and he didn't have time to protect Jing Shu.

"It's okay." Wen Jingshu shook his head, he just had a headache for a moment, it's really nothing serious.

Yuansi is the real name of Elder Yuanying, and his complete name is Guan Yuansi, but he is now a powerful Yuanying, and there are not many people with higher cultivation than him, unless he is familiar with people who dare to call him by his real name.

It was Qiu Honghua who came to Xuantianzong, and he was indeed an old friend of Guan Yuansi. He used such a big move when he came up, but he didn't expect it to be easily resolved by Guan Yuansi. No, at most it was just a frown, which made his face a little dull.

"Uncle Master." A disciple behind Qiu Honghua suddenly called him, and then took a sneaky look at Wen Jingshu. Qiu Honghua took a closer look, and his face changed slightly. He didn't expect to come to congratulate him this time. There is actually a boy at the first level of refining Qi, who is a little stronger than ordinary people. If Guan Yuansi hadn't dispelled his shock in time just now, this little disciple might die, and then something big will really happen .

"I haven't seen you for a while, Brother Yuansi's cultivation level has improved again." Qiu Honghua hurriedly looked at Guan Yuansi with a smile on his face. Guan Yuansi saw that he was not hopeless, and his face softened slightly: "Old Honghua Brother, that move just now was really hard to guard against."

Qiu Honghua knew that this was mocking him, but he was wronged first, so he endured it and did not have an attack.

Wen Jingshu watched the two Nascent Souls come and go, fighting for a long time, and the disciple next to him also relaxed from the tension at the beginning, and almost yawned.

"Haoyan, take the distinguished guests of Guiyimen to the guest room to rest." The two masters finally got tired of bickering, Qiu Honghua waved his hand, Haoyan was the disciple who reminded him before, everyone laughed at Chaoguiyimen He smiled and made a gesture of invitation: "Please follow me, everyone."

Compared with Guiyimen, Xuantianzong is more solemn and solemn, or more stern and sharp, like a sword that is about to be unsheathed. Just a little more mellow.

"This is the guest room, but we originally heard that there are 12 people, so we only prepared [-] guest rooms. Now...it's a little difficult to handle." The disciple named Haoyan looked distressed, and Hua Zhirong glanced at him: "It's fine for him to share a room with me."

"That's good." The disciple blinked, then smiled, and couldn't help but look at Wen Jingshu a few more times. Naturally, he recognized Hua Zhirong. This person wants to sleep in the same room as Hua Zhirong. What is the relationship? In an instant, this disciple of Xuantianzong was like a disciple of Guiyimen, and immediately made up one big drama after another.

Finally, it ends with ambiguous eyes.

Wen Jingshu: Forget it, you should get used to this kind of thing long ago.

"In that case, then I won't bother you." The disciple looked at the crowd with a smile, and left after completing the task.

There are three best rooms here, needless to say, these are for the three leaders, Hua Zhirong found the smallest one here and dragged Wen Jingshu into it.

He pretended to look at the bed in the room casually, and his face changed slightly: Why did he choose such a small room and the bed is still so big, so how can he find an excuse to squeeze together with Jing Shu?

What made him even more desperate was that Wen Jingshu took out something he was very familiar with from the mustard seed ring he gave him: a futon given to him by his master and he gave it to Jingshu, even though it was actually a small futon for the two of them to use together.

"I think you probably...need..." Wen Jingshu looked at Hua Zhirong, who could no longer conceal the despair on his face, paused, and then took the little futon back with his backhand, "I'm hungry." Wen Jingshu calmly changed the subject.

"I asked them to bring food." Hua Zhirong immediately chose to forget the scene just now, and looked towards the door to find a maid.