After I was reborn, I became a top player in the cultivation world

A loud noise was heard, and everyone's eyes were focused on Meng Jiujiu.

Under the gray sky, it seemed that there was only light where she appeared.

The first person to rush forward was Meng Zhixin. His steps were unsteady, but he still managed to stand in front of Meng Shijiu with the help of Amber.

"sister……"

His voice was trembling. Is that you?

Meng Jiujiu also had a hard time. Meng Zhixin, a brat, had never called him "sister" in a serious manner for more than ten years. In the past six months, when she couldn't hear her, she must have called her all the times in her life.

.

Meng Jiujiu reached out and pinched Meng Zhixin's haggard face, "Axin, it's me."

She also raised the 'Gui Qing' who had recovered as before, "Look, Gui Qing is fine too. I'm back. Don't be afraid -"

Before she could finish her words, Meng Zhixin suddenly protected her behind him, with a stern look on his face, "You should leave quickly, that lunatic Xie Fan...he is not going to let you go yet."

Meng Jiu sighed.

"Asin, Xie Fan may have done some things that you can't understand at the moment, but among so many things, he definitely did not include hurting me."

She still trusts Xie Fan.

Even though Xie Fan personally saved the Shura clan from extinction at first, this was something she couldn't forgive.

Meng Zhixin's eyes widened in disbelief, "It's clearly him...!"

Meng Jiujiu held the sword in his backhand and poured his spiritual power into it. The bright light of the sword flower flashed across the horizon in an instant, and then descended from the clouds with overwhelming force, passing over the disciples of the Sword Spirit Sect, but was stunned to reach Qin Dynasty.

Wushuang is here!

Qin Wushuang's eyes darkened, "It's just a trick to blind your eyes!"

His five fingers turned into claws, and he wanted to scatter Meng Jiu's illusion.

Unexpectedly, the moment Qin Wushuang touched the sword light, he felt a heartbreaking pain in his hand.

It's not fake! Meng Jiujiu's sword turned out to be completely real! It cut through the hard skin of his Shura clan and directly hurt his consciousness.

Qin Wushuang held his hand with two broken fingers, with a shocked expression on his face, "Meng Shijiu, you...your cultivation level!"

Meng Jiujiu sneered, "Do you think I suffered those five thunder tribulations for Xie Fan in vain?"

Following Meng Jiujiu's words, wherever the sword light touched, a terrifying ravine slowly opened on the ground!

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The Shura clan scattered all around occasionally failed to stand properly and fell into them, and their shrill screams echoed throughout the entire mountaintop of the Sword Spirit Sect.

In the past six months, except for Xie Fan, no one has been able to make the Shura clan fear this much.

Meng Jiujiu, who can injure the current leader of the Shura clan with a hundred steps, is probably only as powerful as Xie Fan.

Meng Zhixin was still in shock, but he was very stubborn and refused to give in.

"Nineteen, I won't let you pass."

Meng Jiujiu was helpless. She came back this time just to find Xie Fan. If she stopped him and refused to let him see her, this important matter concerning the world of cultivation would never be solved.

Gu Yuanzhi also stood at the same place as Meng Zhixin, "Nineteen, you are not allowed to go."

Jiang Li, who had been silent all this time, said, "Let Nineteen go."

Jiang Li's situation didn't seem to be much better than that of Meng Zhixin. On the days when Meng Shijiu left, he was tortured by guilt, but more often than not, Jiang Li had another idea -

If Meng Shijiu were alive, what would she do?

Meng Shijiu will definitely not give up on Xie Fan. Along the way, no one knows it better than Jiang Li. The reason why he chose to let go of his feelings for Meng Shijiu was not because he saw how much Xie Fan loved Meng Shijiu.

He knew Meng Shijiu’s thoughts very clearly.

Meng Jiu nodded gratefully to Jiang Li.

Under the watchful eyes of her brothers from the Sword Spirit Sect, she walked step by step towards Xie Fan.

No one from the Sword Spirit Sect disciples could stop them, but no one from the Shura clan dared to stop them.

Xie Fan woke up from his dream and said, "Nineteen...I'll go to your side."

He was even afraid that Meng Shijiu would come over and turn into a phantom in front of him, just like what had happened countless times in his dreams in the past six months.

Qin Wushuang was anxious, "Xie Fan, don't be fooled. In the past six months, you have used the Shura clan's secret techniques to keep Meng Shijiu's body incorruptible, but have you ever heard of someone's spiritual consciousness being away for so long and still being safe and sound...

…or even reach the peak of cultivation?”

This must be a deliberate ploy by those cultivators to win over Xie Fan!

Xie Fan seemed oblivious to his words and just walked step by step in the direction of Meng Jiu. After a while, Xie Fan arrived in front of Meng Jiu. He touched the woman's cheek and felt the same warmth as before, making his heart skip a beat.

It seemed as if the past six months without her were just a nightmare.

Meng Jiujiu held Xie Fan's hand, "Xie Fan, it's really me."

She was anxious to tell the man that the so-called half a year, from Meng Shijiu's perspective, was just a quarter of an hour to communicate with Heaven.

Xie Fan didn't listen to her explanation, but he didn't have any doubts. He just held Meng Jiujiu in his arms.

His chin rested lightly on Meng Jiu's shoulder and rubbed it for a moment.

"I knew you would come back."

What Xie Fan wanted to say more was sorry, but these were drowned in Meng Shijiu's sudden tears.

She wiped her face and said, "Xie Fan, I have read many memories about you. But those are not all. In fact, there are people who have given you warmth in every life. Those people may be as unworthy of your long life as I am.

Just mention..."

But when gathered together, they are extremely precious.

"The last treasure is the Miaomu Weapon Spirit. Do you remember it? Xie Fan." Meng Jiujiu looked seriously into his eyes, "As long as you go with me to see Junior Brother Wantong, you can restore all your memories."

Xie Fan held Meng Shijiu's hand tightly. As long as she was there, it seemed that the memories he was so persistently looking for were no longer so important.

He would never let go of Meng Shijiu no matter what.

At this time, Qin Wushuang's laughter suddenly sounded.

"The Miaomu Weapon Spirit you are looking for could not be this little devil from the Sword Spirit Sect."

Meng Jiujiu secretly thought that something was wrong, and looked to his side, only to realize that Junior Brother Wantong had been caught by the Shura tribe at some point.

Qin Wushuang's face was filled with the smile of a successful plot.

"What you can think of, how come I can't think of it? No matter what Heaven sends you back to do, you can't stop the Shura clan from destroying the human world this time!"

Meng Jiujiu heard Wantong crying and begging for mercy, and his heart became twisted. He wished he could just go up and fight for his life.

Xie Fan whispered, "You have known your junior brother for so long. Is he a child who can beg for mercy?"

this……

Meng Jiujiu suddenly realized that Wantong really didn't know how.

But hiding behind strong men every time, ready to sneak away at any time, and even acting to fool the enemy——

Then there is only the true body of Shenying Staff, Zhenhua.

Sure enough, in the next second, the Wantong in Qin Wushuang's hand suddenly changed its appearance and became shockingly hot.

The only good hand he had left was about to be melted by this huge spiritual power in an instant. Qin Wushuang took a closer look and saw that there was no attack on the magical weapon spirit. He had already held the divine tassel staff in front of him.

In hand.

He screamed and threw the divine tassel staff high into the air.

Meng Jiujiu immediately stood up to pick it up, and said sarcastically, "Isn't the Divine Tassel Staff something that your Shura clan has always wanted? Now that I have given it to you, you have no use for it."

Xianhua also echoed, "I'm not more lovable than that Wantong? Why did you throw it away to me?"

Qin Wushuang was so stimulated that he became angry, "Asura clan members obey the order, and they will bloodbath the Sword Spirit Sect today!"

Seeing that Xie Fan was still on the side of the Sword Spirit Sect, the Shura clan members were unable to move for a moment.

Xie Fan can no longer resist him, and now there is Meng Shijiu who defies the will of heaven?

It’s not certain who will bloodbath whom…

Is the life of this Shura clan so cheap?

Qin Wushuang howled for a long time, but found that very few people responded, so he simply attacked Meng Jiujiu with a black face.

Meng Jiujiu exchanged glances with Xie Fan, and she said sternly, "Xie Fan, you haven't fully recovered your memory, but you must make a choice at this time, whether to choose the Shura clan or -"

"I don't need Wantong to restore those memories at all. You are enough for me in this life."

Having said that, Xie Fan sided with the Sword Spirit Sect without hesitation.

Qin Wushuang was even more furious.

Meng Jiujiu's cultivation level has reached its peak, and it is impossible for him to be easily injured by Qin Wushuang. No matter how hard he swung, he was blocked by the Divine Tassel Staff.

Meng Jiu couldn't help but ridiculed him, "You have such little ability, no wonder you have to win over Xie Fan."

Qin Wushuang's decline was gradually becoming apparent. Originally he was only afraid of the Divine Tassel Staff, but who knew that the restored 'Ghost King' in Meng Shijiu's hand was even more difficult to provoke, and he was beaten back and forth.

On the other hand, on Xie Fan's side, the people from the Sword Spirit Sect cooperated closely with him and had already killed all the Shura tribesmen who dared to rush forward to seek death.

There are not many elites left...

Qin Wushuang was distracted, and when he came back to his senses, the tip of his eye had been scratched by the sword light of the 'Ghost Qing'. He screamed repeatedly, his eyes turned into blood, and he fell from the mid-air.

Meng Jiujiu showed no mercy, and just as he was thinking about solving this scourge, a familiar figure suddenly appeared behind Qin Wushuang and caught him!

It’s Jiang Wanyin!

Meng Shijiu was a little surprised, "You still want to join him in the bloodbath of the Sword Spirit Sect?" This is the place where Jiang Li was saved and mother and son could meet each other.

Jiang Wanyin shook her head faintly and turned to support Qin Wushuang, "Sir, you are seriously injured. I will take you back."

Qin Wushuang was like a drowning person, so he had no choice but to hold Jiang Wanyin's hand.

"High Priest, you are still there! You are still there!"

Jiang Wanyin held his hand and said, "I will never abandon the Shura clan."

She raised her head and met Meng Jiujiu's gaze, and murmured something that Qin Wushuang could not hear clearly or see. Then, Jiang Wanyin gave the order, "Asura people, listen to my order and withdraw!"

Jiang Wanyin dragged the injured Qin Wushuang and led the Shura clan's team away slowly.

Xie Fan came to Meng Jiujiu's side and asked, "What did Jiang Wanyin say to you?"

Meng Jiujiu sheathed his sword with a profound meaning, "She said she asked me to take care of Jiang Li. As long as Jiang Li stays in the Sword Spirit Sect, the Shura clan will never invade."

"Can Qin Wushuang agree?" Xie Fan raised his eyebrows.

He always felt that it would be better to deal with these Shura tribe completely, but Meng Jiujiu reached out and grabbed Xie Fan.

"He's blinded in one eye and his consciousness has been damaged. He probably won't get better..." Meng Shijiu showed a sly smile, "As long as Jiang Wanyin is here, he won't get better."

The chaos that started with the Shura clan was finally over, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Today's sunset was particularly bright. Xie Fan and Meng Jiu stood side by side on the top of the mountain of Sword Spirit Sect.

He held Meng Shijiu's hand and said, "Tiandao...did he say when he would let me go back?"

Meng Jiu leaned his head gently over and said with a smile, "Until all the Shura clan are annihilated in this world."

Xie Fan's eyes froze for a moment, and he finally understood the reason why Meng Shijiu let those Shura people live. This was a complete cheating.

"I was struck by five lightnings. When those Shura tribe are gone, I can ascend with you."

Meng Jiu didn't care at all.

"It's possible..."

"If not, I will always stay with you."

No matter what, they will never be separated again.