Let the scourge go to the right path, and you make games to reward them?.

Chapter 81 That Thing Seems to Be Mine
Qing Niang in the Equipment Refining Pavilion was still thinking about how to become bigger and stronger, completely unaware that she had been targeted.

Looking carefully at the opinions she had sorted out before, she threw away the bad ones and kept the good ones, then directed her cursed straw man to constantly modify the structure of the courtyard, making sure to make it more fun.

"The Corridor 2" gave her enough inspiration and made her realize that every prop should have its own unique use.

If a prop can be simply replaced by another prop, then it is an unqualified design and needs to be deleted immediately.

If the player doesn't play the game the way you want, then it's definitely your problem, not the player's fault.

As long as the rules of the game are followed, the player is not wrong!

The more Qing Niang worked, the happier she became. She became more and more excited, and she released a large amount of magic power without paying, making the courtyard here more and more exquisite.

Just by looking at her own garden, she could feel the ingenuity in it. Such a good work would surely provide her with sufficient fear in the future.

With these emotions, it shouldn't be long before I can return to the Demon Sect, establish my own territory, and live a life like a salted fish.

By then, she will have all the games she wants and all the entertainment she wants, and her life will be so beautiful.

Just as Qing Niang was imagining the future, she saw a sword light flash across the sky, carrying the sharpness unique to a sword cultivator.

Looking at the sword light, Qingniang suddenly felt a little chilly.

Although she was not sure who the other party was, Qingniang had a feeling that she might have been discovered.
too fast.

Qingniang thought that it would take at least half a year for the Zhengchao to become aware of her existence, but she never expected that they found her in just one month.

The person responsible for tracking her down must be a very wise swordsman, otherwise he would not have been able to find her location so quickly.

Moreover, the other party is also alert enough. It is very likely that I was discovered as soon as I arrived here and have been tracked until now.

Looking at her own courtyard with regret, Qingniang sighed.

Just a little bit closer.

She was not sad about her formation being broken, but she was sad because the courtyard she had built with great difficulty was going to be destroyed without even a single guest seeing it.

But no matter how much I sigh, I can no longer stay in this place.

With a stretch of her hand, she took back all the magic power used to construct the courtyard and the formation. Although there was some loss in the process, she couldn't care less.

A large amount of magic power rose up, condensed like clouds and mist, and converged towards Qing Niang.

Holding the oil umbrella high, the cloud-like magical power poured into the worn-out umbrella, making the umbrella's surface darker and more dangerous.

On the back of the oil umbrella, sharp teeth grow out, making it seem as if there is a big mouth hidden here, ready to swallow everything around it.

Sensing the movement here, the swordsman in the air turned around and flew towards this place, then slashed over with a sword.

However, although the sword light looked powerful, it shattered into pieces after hitting Qing Niang's formation and could not be broken any further.

Looking at the vulnerable sword light, Qingniang's eyes became solemn.

The broken sword beams did not disappear, but turned into tiny sword beams like a swarm of green bees and pounced towards the formation.

This sword may seem like just an ordinary move, but in essence it is a killing move composed of a large number of tiny sword beams combined together.

Each tiny sword beam was like a fine needle, designed to counter Qingniang's formation. Almost as soon as they came into contact, they devoured most of the formation, making her realize that her origins had been figured out.

Gently placing the umbrella on her shoulders, Qing Niang bowed gracefully and said to the sword cultivator who squeezed in through the loophole in the formation: "Sword cultivator, what do you want to see me for?"

"Of course I want to arrest you, Qingjun." Gong Yangyu said seriously, "Do you want to follow me directly, or do you want to fight first?"

Qing Niang tilted her head and looked at Gong Yangyu in front of her, her beautiful eyes full of smiles.

She was extremely beautiful in herself, and when she smiled she looked mature and lazy, which made Gong Yangyu feel very moved.

But immediately, she realized that this was the old demon's magic, so she simply swung her sword and slashed at the old demon in front of her.

What surprised her was that the opponent did not dodge or evade and took the attack head-on.

However, this sword did not cut any real objects. Instead, grass debris flew out and the Qingjun in front of him turned into a cursed straw man out of thin air, but there was not even any fluctuation of magic power in between.

Then, another Qingniang stepped out from the shadows below, still with the same decorations and still with the same smile.

This is a magical power, not a magic. Although he fell from the Nascent Soul to the Golden Core, his magical power is not a magic.

Once supernatural powers are obtained, they are forever obtained. Once obtained, they will never disappear.

So everyone is now a golden elixir, but Qing Niang has many more magical powers and her strength far exceeds that of ordinary golden elixir.

Looking at the ram feather floating above her head, she smiled and said, "Arrest me? Are all the Jindans so bold nowadays? Do you think it's possible?"

"Of course I can! Because I am Yang Yu!"

After shouting out a meaningless sentence, Gong Yangyu slashed again.

What old demon of Nascent Soul, what magical power, she could kill them all with just one sword.

Now she has supreme wisdom and swordsmanship. The whole world is as weak as paper in front of her, and she can cut anything off.

The surging sword intent was like thunder descending from the sky. Gong Yangyu in the sword light burst into happy laughter, allowing the entire refining pavilion to feel her happiness.

Gong Yangyu now feels extremely excited, but his consciousness is clearer than ever before.

She could perform various powerful sword moves in the blink of an eye, and inspiration kept emerging in her body, allowing her swordsmanship to improve rapidly.

Looking at Gong Yangyu like this, Qingniang knew that he had become enlightened.

The state of enlightenment can only be encountered by chance, but once it is encountered, your own insights will continue to emerge, and your strength will increase greatly after enlightenment.

Some people say that enlightenment is a gift from heaven. The simpler your mind is, the more likely you are to enter a state of enlightenment and receive this gift from heaven.

But this opportunity is hard to come by, and many people never encounter it in their entire lives. Even its existence seems like a myth.

Although she didn't know how this sword cultivator named Gong Yangyu became enlightened, Qing Niang was not kind enough to become his nourishment.

With a wave of his hand, a large number of horrible monsters rushed in from all directions and pounced on Gong Yangyu in front of him, ready to forcibly interrupt the other party's enlightenment and restore him to normal.

However, just as he made a move, he found that monsters exploded out of thin air, and an old man came in the air, with some grass debris on his iron fists.

After he stood still, he smiled and bowed to Qing Niang and said, "Qing Jun, long time no see."

"Daoxuan? You old thing is still alive!"

Daoxuan was not angry when he was called an old man in front of others. Instead, he smiled and said, "That's right. An old man who refuses to die is a thief. You can call me an old thief. Gong Yangyu is half of my apprentice. It's a rare opportunity for him to be enlightened. I really need an opponent. How about asking Qingjun to stay for a few hours and give my apprentice a chance?"

Daoxuan's words made Qingniang smile charmingly: "Keep me? Daoxuan, are you kidding me?"

"In that case, I am sorry for being rude, old Taoist."

Looking at the thin Daoxuan, Qingniang's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Daoxuan is about to take action.

After not seeing each other for a hundred years, the other party seems to be even more mysterious, and his cultivation has become unfathomable, like a white dragon in the rain, impossible to grasp.

Just as Qingniang was preparing to fight, someone else came to the battlefield and protected Qingniang behind his back.

The Holy King looked coldly at Daoxuan in front of him, and suddenly stretched out his hand. The huge Ten Thousand Souls Banner was unfolded, directly isolating them from each other.

The demonic flames in the Ten Thousand Souls Banner were raging, and they blocked Daoxuan's divine consciousness as soon as they appeared. When the demonic flames disappeared, the figures of the two disappeared without a trace.

Looking at the place where the other party disappeared, Daoxuan fell into deep thought.

Has the Holy King not left yet?
Where has he been hiding all this time?

Could it be that his original target was Qingjun?
A large amount of confusion came over him, causing the Holy King, who was taking Qing Niang away from here, to smile with satisfaction.

But next to her, Qing Niang showed no joy of being rescued. She just squinted her eyes and looked at the Ten Thousand Souls Banner in the Holy King's hand.

That thing seems to be mine?

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