After the demon king took the house, he bent [Cultivation]

Wu Jianping, who was still talking, suddenly became silent, and all the disciples' eyes fell on Ji Wuya who had just spoken.

A disciple who can learn from a master, even a disciple with a foundation in swordsmanship, will not "show off the limelight" on the first day of sword practice to touch the brows of the inner disciples who have been in the sect longer than themselves.

One is that after watching senior brother Qing Feng's sword moves just now, he feels that his basic sword moves are not solid enough, and the other is that this will definitely leave him with a reputation of being restless and provocative.

It is not easy for disciples of Qi refining stage to provoke monks of Nascent Soul stage, even if they are from the same sect, it is not fatal.

Ji Wuya's behavior seemed to be provocative, but it was actually provocative.

As the only sect he has joined in his life, Ji Wuya and Tiandao Sword Sect have always been difficult to deal with. If he had Yaoguang by his side, he might be able to suppress the idea of ​​making troubles.

but now?Ji Wuya, who has been dumped and dumped by Yaoguang, has been in a bad mood. Now that he has entered Tiandao Jianzong, he will not vent his emotions to change his mood. He is afraid that one day he will touch the top of Wangchen Peak in his sleep and do something. things come.

It was the first time that Qing Feng had been a student for 47 years. He was provocative when he met a new student. The brothers and sisters behind him were still watching. If he refused, he would be laughed at severely.

"Is he dissatisfied with Senior Brother Qing Feng? Or does he look down on Senior Brother Qing Feng? Thinking that his sword moves have reached the peak?" The junior brother whispered behind him, but he couldn't escape the hearing of his Nascent Soul Stage cultivation.

"Since junior brother wants to try, let's try." Qing Feng took two steps back, leaving room for him.

"Senior Brother Qing Feng should take care of it." Ji Wuya's attitude was casual, he raised his hand and swung his sword, stabbing, chopping, chopping... His movements were smooth and impeccable.

It was just a basic sword move, and the people watching were dumbfounded.

With the wooden sword in his hand, Ji Wuya stood on the spot with a smile on his face, and asked, "How is it?"

"pass."

Qing Feng came back to his senses, sighed in his heart and thought that this was indeed impeccable, and glanced at the brothers behind him.

"As an inner disciple, you can enter the Chuan Gong Pavilion and choose to major in sword art. Yunshu, take this newcomer, Junior Brother Ji."

"Ah, Senior Brother Seven? Shall I go?" Yun Shu, who was named, was a boy with a baby face.

"Then there is Senior Brother Lao Yunshu." Ji Wuya saluted the other party indifferently.

"Ah, ah, you don't need to be too polite, junior brother." The corner of Yun Shu's mouth twitched, and he didn't feel any respect for him at all.

Wangchen Peak.

"Brother, what are you going to do?" Chu Tianyou couldn't practice now, and he seemed to have nothing to do except practicing sword every day.

"A Bao hasn't come back for several days, I don't know if he has gone somewhere again, I have to look for it." Mo Han sighed and said worriedly, "It's really troublesome to raise this apprentice."

"Then senior brother, you can go." Chu Tianyou had no doubts at all.

Mo Han glanced at him, smiled and moved closer to him, "Junior Brother, you see that you have nothing to do all day, how about this."

"You help senior brother find your senior nephew, okay?"

"What about you, senior brother?"

"Fairy Ziyan from Lingnv Palace passed by Tianjian City yesterday and invited her senior brother to get together. She hasn't seen her for more than 100 years. It seems a bit bad to push her away...Are you right?" Mo Han said in a persuasive manner.

"Senior brother wants me to help you find Abao, and then hide it from Master." Chu Tianyou said right away.

"I can't take that silly boy, Abao, with me, so how can I have a good time drinking and talking about good memories? Cough cough. In short, junior brother, just say whether you can help."

Mo Han seemed determined that he would definitely help.

"Where is Nephew Abao?" Chu Tianyou was helpless.

"This jade card is a pair, and the other one is on Abao's body. You can find him by following the induction. If Abao causes any trouble, please take care of me."

Mo Han threw a jade card on him, stepped on the flying sword and walked away quickly, without even giving Chu Tianyou time to speak.

It is not the first time that Chu Tianyou realizes that his senior brother is unreliable, so he can only accept the jade card and go to find nephew Abao first.

"In front is the Chuan Gong Pavilion, just walk through the bamboo forest." Yun Shu pointed to the bright green bamboos in front. Each bamboo looked like it was carved from jasper, and there was no end in sight.

"Uh, Junior Brother Wuya, go by yourself."

"Okay." Ji Wuya smiled, and didn't ask Yun Shu why he didn't go with him, making it clear that there was a problem with the road ahead.

Walking along the path into the bamboo forest, the morning breeze blows the bamboo leaves and the rustling sound is endless, everything is so peaceful.

In front of the Chuan Gong Pavilion in his memory, there were only a few clumps of malnourished bamboos, and he planted two or three jasper bamboos, which could be blown upside down by a little bit of wind.

It doesn't seem that thousands of years later, there will be such a large area. I don't know if these jasper bamboos are the descendants of the few plants back then, Ji Wuya was distracted thinking.

Suddenly a bamboo moved, and the jade bamboo that was straight and unbend suddenly bent downwards and whipped towards the place where it was.

If he hadn't jumped up, it would have hit his knee mercilessly.

"In an environment full of aura, it's really interesting that even this cluster of green bamboos has become fine." Ji Wuya lightly jumped between the green bamboo vines that were attacking him, and finally picked off a bamboo leaf lightly.

It takes hundreds of years for monsters to activate their intelligence, but it takes more than a thousand years for plants to become spirits. Therefore, among monsters, the number of plants becoming spirits is the least.

Moreover, monsters like plants that have become spirits are often difficult to transform for thousands of years, and can only exist as a body to take root in a piece of land and cannot move.

The Heavenly Dao Sword Sect yelled at the Demon Dao, but he was kind to some kind-hearted monsters, and there were still monsters in his own mountain gate.

But from this point of view, this clump of jasper bamboo has at least a thousand years of cultivation.

Playing with the jasper-colored leaves he plucked in his hand, Ji Wuya simply left the avenue he was originally walking on, and walked directly towards the bamboo forest.

The space in the bamboo forest is narrow, but it is not easy to block it as airtight as before.Are these moving bamboos a test?No wonder Yun Shu didn't want to come over.

This kind of test, even the Jindan Nascent Soul stage monks will find it difficult.

However, the reason why Yun Shu didn't want to come with him may not be that simple.Just now in front of so many people, Yun Shu felt that he was making himself suffer.

Sword repairs are sword repairs, and most of the honest ones don't even know how to hide when they stumble.

Ji Wuya's movement skills were weird, and he used a small amount of spiritual power to dodge. He guessed that the request to leave would not be too difficult, otherwise Yun Shu would not be so relieved to let him in alone.

He thought in his heart that these jasper jade bamboos must not be the ones he planted by himself back then, otherwise it would really be a kindness that was not rewarded.

"It's not an option to keep dodging like this. I'm afraid I won't be able to leave when my spiritual power is exhausted." Ji Wuya said, raising his hand to attach a layer of spiritual power to the bamboo leaves.

Being beaten by bamboo, he couldn't afford to lose this person.

He still remembered the location where the bamboo was planted back then, and now he could only gamble, raising his hand and throwing the leaves.Then propping up the spiritual barrier around his body, Ji Wuya felt that the spiritual power in his meridians was rapidly decreasing.

The bamboo whipped against the spiritual energy barrier, Ji Wuya took advantage of this moment to pick up the purple bamboo flute and played a tune, the sound was melodious.

The spiritual energy surrounding him exploded and splashed towards the surroundings in the next second, which directly disturbed the surrounding spiritual energy and caused a small whirlpool storm, destroying the Jasper jade bamboo within three meters around him.

The Jasper jade bamboos around were crushed and fell to the ground, piece by piece could not be pieced back together, and the other bamboos also stopped moving at this moment.

Ji Wuya frowned slightly and looked in a certain direction. He felt as if something was approaching him again, and the distance between them was shortening rapidly.

Not long after, he saw a black shadow rushing straight towards him. Ji Wuya twirled the Zizhu Xiao in his palm, subconsciously wanting to swing it out.

The moment he swung it out, he realized it was too late.

With a backhand in the form of a parry, part of the impact force at the moment was also hit solidly and flew out for more than ten meters. When I fell to the ground, I felt that my body was heavily pressed.

Ji Wuya only felt a fishy sweetness in his throat, and the blood flowed from the corner of his mouth and fell on the white skirt.

Internally injured, he was dizzy and wanted to see what was so heavy and could knock himself flying more than ten meters with such agility.

It has a chubby body, is black from the head down, and has a patch of white hair on its stomach.The head is also white, and the eyes, nose and ears are all black.

This thing is a bit like a monster he once saw in Yuhai Prefecture, the land of Xishu.

panda.

Lifting off the hundred or so catties of flesh on his body, Ji Wuya clutched his chest and coughed a few times, why did this kind of monster appear in Tiandao Jianzong.

There are not many panda demons in Yuhai Prefecture, and they rarely leave Xishu.Coupled with the bamboo demon in this bamboo forest, Tiandao Jianzong really made himself unable to understand now.

"Golden Core stage demon, why are you here?" He stood up a little staggeringly, his current cultivation base has not yet established a foundation after all, it is inevitable to be injured by such a bump.

"Who told you to destroy so many bamboos? I'm here to vent my anger on Brother Yuxiao." The panda broke off a piece of bamboo with its thick paws, and the panda glared at him angrily, biting the bamboo in its mouth.

The soft milk voice proves that the panda demon in front of him is not very old, probably no more than two hundred years old.

"There are so many bamboos, enough for Po to eat for a whole day." The panda, who called itself "Po", leaned against the bamboo with a whimper, and continued to bite.

"You new disciple is too much, the first one to see you so bad."

A gust of wind blows through the bamboo forest, and there is a faint fragrance of bamboo in the wind.

The wind stops people now.

The person who appeared in front of Ji Wuya stood in the bamboo grove with a green shirt, as elegant as a bamboo, with a long body.

The man in Tsing Yi looked a little familiar, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, looking at him with a trace of unsure surprise in his eyes, as if holding back something, he waved his sleeves and saluted.

After thinking for a while, Ji Wuya remembered who this face looked like, and it was somewhat similar to his junior brother back then.

The younger brother was also the only son of his master back then, he was four years younger than himself, and he seemed to have a good relationship with him before he betrayed his master.

"Ah Bao, don't mess around." The man in Tsing Yi spoke, his voice was warm and clear, with a touch of affection.

"Brother Yuxiao, it's all because of the good deeds done by the new disciple across the street. I've already vented my anger on you." A Bao smacked his mouth childishly, and looked at him with a slightly smug expression.

"You are a disciple of Wangchen Peak, you have to call me senior brother, my master is Mo Han..."

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