Who Dares Slander My Senior Brother

The room was uncomfortable as if a cloud had come down, Wen Jing asked, "How are you going to spy on me?"

If he was asked to inform, of course he would be monitored, otherwise how would he know how many times he had informed?

After thinking about it and getting a little annoyed, Wen Jing stared at Jun Yanzhi, "Master told me not to go out for three months, and you only gave me one month..."

Jun Yanzhi stood at the window with his hands behind his back, silent.Not long after, a few small black spots flew by the window, and landed on Jun Yanzhi's hand in a circle.He clenched his hands and walked towards Wen Jing on the bed: "Open your palms."

"……what?"

"A token of love."

Wen Jing's heart was burning, and he said sullenly: "What token of love?"

Jun Yanzhi opened his palm, and five small black things fell into the palm of his hand. Four of them immediately raised their heads vigilantly, but the last one seemed to be confused about the situation, and it took a long time to react.

Wen Jing frowned and looked carefully: "...mosquito?"

"The second-order monster Xuantian Mosquito, which grows in the extremely cold northern region, is best at biting through barriers and can also poison."

"You use them to spy on me?"

"The wisdom is already open, you can order them to do things... It's just that one of them is a little stupid. If you report me, these five mosquitoes will naturally come and tell me, and they don't care about other things. Give me your palm. "

Wen Jing didn't dare not listen, and stretched out her hand.

Five mosquitoes immediately flew to Wen Jing's palm, lowered their heads together, and the sharp thorns immediately penetrated the skin, sucking blood.

"I ordered them to eat your blood once, and they will recognize you later."

"……Um."

"Five days from now, I'm going to the Ancient Mirror Sect. I'll tell Master to take you with me when the time comes."

Wen Jing hesitated for a moment: "Are you going to make trouble at Gu Jing?"

Jun Yanzhi was silent for a while, then sneered: "Let's just make trouble."

He turned to leave, but Wen Jing behind him said hesitantly: "Brother Jun, why do you want to be with me? Is it because I admired you before? Actually, there are countless people who worship you now, you don't have to..."

Jun Yanzhi laughed: "Your little chrysanthemum is very cute."

Wen Jing blushed.

Jun Yanzhi commented again: "The body is like a small heater, easy to hug and touch, IKEA IKEA room."

Wen Jing threw a pillow: "Fart, get lost!"

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Wen Jing was given a foot restraint order and practiced sword all day long.

"Yiyang Sword Art" is a fire sword art created by a Yuanying Taoist thousands of years ago.It is said that when this sword technique is practiced to perfection, it will undergo countless changes, comparable to the power of "Withered Wood Sword Technique".Unfortunately, except for that Taoist, no one has reached that state so far.

Wen Jing boasted that he did not dare to be compared with the ancients, and he was not satisfied with the simple "green pine guiding the way", so he put "Yiyang Sword Art" aside first.It takes several decades to practice "Yiyang Sword Art", but "Qingsong Guidance" has been practiced almost, it's not bad for a few days.

The time for sword practice passed by in an instant, so fast that people could not notice it, as if thousands of years could be passed in such a leisurely way.

Finally, five days later, early morning.

Wen Jing sat quietly beside the stone statue of Qingxuzi, holding a heavy iron sword in his hand.Suddenly, the flying sword soared into the sky, Wen Jing turned over and jumped into the air, grasping the flying hilt, the true energy poured out along the iron sword, and slashed in the air, creating a powerful whirlpool-like wave airflow.

Become!

Wen Jing was overjoyed.

With a "boom", I don't know what happened around, and the sound of the collapse was deafening.

Wen Jing was stunned and immediately shouted: "Not good!"

Everything happened so quickly, and people were caught off guard. The stone statue of Qingxuzi burst out broken stones like a broken mirror, and it collapsed in an instant, falling into the cliff in pieces.

Half of the body remained unevenly on the edge of the cliff, and what looked like a sword hilt seemed to be exposed.

Wen Jing stared blankly.

He swore he didn't throw his sword energy on Qing Xuzi!

He stepped forward lightly, slowly pulled out the long sword from the half of the statue, and gently pulled it in his hand.

Nice sword!

The sword body is unsheathed, plain and unpretentious, and a little old.The sword's edge shone with a cold light, but there was no murderous look. It only made people feel a sense of awe from the bottom of their hearts.

Is this... the sword bestowed by the patriarch?

Isn't that the case in all male video novels?The male protagonist is talented, diligent and hardworking, and finally moved the world, and was given the sword by the ancestors. From then on, he saw Buddhas and killed Buddhas, saw people kill people, and unruly embarked on the road of leading all living beings.

Wen Jing glanced at the hilt of the sword, and there were two words clearly engraved on it: "Su Xin".

Suddenly the pain in his head became uncontrollable, Wen Jing held his forehead, a young Taoist figure appeared in the blur, he couldn't see clearly from a distance, but there was a clear sentence: "With this sword, all the demons in the world will be wiped out. "

Wen Jing's heart trembled, and he threw the sword on the ground.

The headache immediately disappeared without a trace like an ebb tide, and the warm sun shone on the winter snow, leaving only the long sword lying quietly on the ground.

Wen Jing looked up flusteredly, but Qingxuzi's stone statue was intact as usual, flying vigorously, as if nothing had happened.

Everything just now was an illusion?

Wen Jing lowered his head and touched the hilt of the sword, but his mind was peaceful. Everything just now was like a strange dream, but the voice of the young Taoist remained in his mind, unable to fade away.

"With this precious sword, all the demons in the world will be wiped out."

Wen Jing didn't dare to think about the deep meaning of these words.

He didn't even dare to think about it, and inserted the sword into Jun Yanzhi's heart with his own hands.

Restlessly holding the sword in his hand, Wen Jing looked into the distance blankly.Suddenly, a person fell lightly in front of him, dressed in white, with a face as cold as an iceberg, but seemed a little worried.

"Second Senior Brother." Wen Jing returned to his senses, lowered his head and greeted calmly.

"What's the matter with this sword?"

He has been standing in the distance watching Wen Jing practice his sword since early in the morning. Just now when "Qingsong Guidance" had achieved a small success, he could see it clearly. There was a flash of white light on the ground, and a sword appeared out of nowhere, and Wen Jing Standing aside like a dementia, motionless until now.

Wen Jing was so flustered that he held up his sword and said, "Just now... in the illusion, I saw the sword bestowed by the patriarch."

He Ling held the sword in his hand and pulled it silently for a long time.He put away the sword, and handed it to Wen Jing nonchalantly: "Since the patriarch bestowed the sword, practice hard, and don't disappoint the patriarch's favor."

Just...that's it?

Why are you so indifferent, as if eating a meal is so common?Could it be that Qing Xuzi often manifests spirits from time to time, giving him sword skills and swords, and getting close to his disciples and grandchildren?

Wen Jing was a little distressed and said, "Has the second senior brother ever been bestowed with a sword by the patriarch?"

He Ling was a little annoyed: "Nonsense! Who can have such good luck?"

"Huh? Then why..."

"The patriarch has already been in the immortal class. It must be because you practiced sword hard all day beside the stone statue, so you gave him the 'Suxin' he used to practice sword in the early years." He Ling glanced at him lightly, " Do it for yourself. It’s up to you if you want to keep a low profile, and it’s up to you if you want to show off.”

Wen Jing blushed involuntarily, and coughed: "I don't mean to show off."

"We're leaving for the Ancient Mirror Sect. Master specially sent me to call you." He Ling swung his sleeves and flew up.

Wen Jing hurriedly followed: "What happened to Gu Jing?"

"More than [-] disciples of the Gujing Sect had an accident, and they came to ask Yanzhi for help."

"Who else is going?"

"Eldest brother, a few people from Beiyan Peak."

Wen Jing lowered his head: "Why is Master willing to let me go?"

"The Elder Lu of the Ancient Mirror Sect somehow heard that you are his long-lost grandson, so he wants you to meet him."

Wen Jing was taken aback for a moment.

How did Jun Yanzhi expose this matter?If he hadn't mentioned it today, he would have almost forgotten about it.What exactly does he mean?

He Ling glanced at him: "If you recognize your relatives, maybe you will stay in the ancient mirror school."

Wen Jing said firmly: "Impossible, Hui Shifeng is my home."

He Ling raised his eyebrows and stopped talking.

After seeing Duan Xuan in the hall, Wen Jing stood aside in fear, wishing to become transparent.Duan Xuan's face was covered with dark clouds since he entered the palace, his eyes were so sharp that they could pierce through his body and poke two big holes.The others didn't know what was wrong, and the atmosphere was heavy and depressing, as if something serious had happened.

"How is your swordsmanship?"

""Yiyang Sword Art" hasn't started yet, "Qingsong Guidance" has a little, a little success."

Duan Xuan's face softened a little.He looked at Liu Qianmo's angry face, and said in a low voice, "You have just built your foundation, so it's good to go out and experience some experience, remember to listen to what your brothers say."

Wen Jing hurriedly said: "Yes, Master."

Duan Xuan nodded, leaned his body back and leaned on the back seat.His eyes flicked across Liu Qianmo, but seeing that the latter was still looking at him annoyedly, he couldn't help furrowing his eyebrows.He pondered for a while, and finally said in a blunt tone: "Remember to come back after you go out. I just care about your cultivation, not hate you."

Wen Jing looked at him in disbelief, almost flattered.This almost apologetic explanation could never come from Duan Xuan's mouth.

Liu Qianmo immediately turned her head and said with a smile: "Master is all for your own good, junior brother, don't think too much. Even if junior brother is really the grandson of Elder Lu, we have lived together for so many years, and we will definitely come back."

Wen Jing nodded quickly: "Hui Shifeng is my home, so I will come back naturally."

The atmosphere in the hall instantly became lively, with laughter one after another.

"well said!"

"I just said, how can I just leave?"

Gui Xinbi smiled disapprovingly and said, "I just said, what are you afraid of, Senior Brother Jun is here, can he run far?"

The laughter stopped abruptly, and Mo Shaoyan shook his head slightly.

Wen Jing's face turned white and red, and anger rolled in his chest.Everyone hurriedly pretended not to hear and changed the topic.Duan Xuan looked at the sky, and finally said: "It's getting late, you go. A few people from Beiyan Peak are waiting for you at the foot of the mountain."

Jun Yanzhi has been quiet and did not speak, and then he whispered: "Yes."