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

Chapter 3

Meng Jiu immediately mobilized his inner alchemy to resist.

But when the demonic flames saw flesh and blood, they became more and more crazy, and instantly wrapped around her arms!

At this moment, a demonic wind suddenly blew in the palace.

‘It was a serious competition, but two witches appeared and were jealous over a man.’

Bah bah bah, who is jealous of Gu Rufeng!

Meng Jiuhuan looked around, but couldn't find the source of the complaint.

The voice was erratic, like the ghosts of the Hundred Ghost Forest.

'You have practiced the magic book, so you are destined to me. Remember, you owe me a life.'

As soon as he finished speaking, a ray of silver-blue light swept across Meng Jiujiu's body, and the demonic flames that shot up immediately weakened.

Meng Shijiu seized the opportunity and kicked Shen Fuling into the fountain pool.

At the same time, the formation opened.

Jiang Li and Gu Rufeng arrived at the battlefield almost at the same time.

Jiang Li raised Meng Shijiu's arm distressedly.

"Are you hurt? What kind of magic did she use to break my confinement and burn you!"

The ghostly voice just now struck too quickly. She only had a small burn on the back of her hand from the demonic flames, but it was not serious.

"This fire is not as powerful as Second Brother's boiler!"

Meng Jiu scratched his head and deliberately concealed the secret of the demonic flame.

At this time, the Shura clan had not yet made a large-scale invasion, and few decent people recognized Demon Yan. She did not want the people of the Sword Spirit Sect to worry.

Gu Rufeng hurriedly fished for people in the spring.

"Don't touch me, don't come over!"

Shen Fuling kept wailing, covering her face and refusing to get up.

The disciples of Lingbi Valley who didn't know the truth all surrounded him.

"What's going on?"

Meng Shijiu walked over with Jiang Li's support and saw Shen Fuling looking like a lunatic and extremely embarrassed.

She laughed out loud unexpectedly.

"Shen Fuling, the mountain spring water of Sword Spirit Sect is so delicious? You people from Lingbi Valley can take a few buckets with you later. You're welcome."

Mountain spring water? Isn’t it the spiritual pond water that can make Shura live?

Shen Fuling was stunned and then became furious.

"Meng Shijiu, are you deceiving me? I will fight you!"

Gu Rufeng was confused and hurriedly pulled Shen Fuling.

"What's going on?"

Shen Fuling felt guilty, turned around and fainted without making a sound.

Gu Rufeng was so distressed that he just picked her up and left.

Meng Jiujiu stopped in front of him, expressionless: "Don't forget your promise."

Gu Rufeng was very angry, "Nineteen, do you have to do this?"

"Each other."

Absolute? Even more extreme is yet to come.

Meng Jiujiu sneered in his heart, once she regained her cultivation, the good days in Lingbi Valley would officially be over.

Gu Rufeng left in anger.

The second senior brother who was looking at the soup furnace arrived late, and he saw a group of disciples from Lingbi Valley leaving in a hurry.

When he entered the door, he saw a bunch of fellow disciples surrounding Meng Shijiu like geese.

Gu Yuanzhi wondered, "I heard just now that there was a fight. If you lose, you lose not once or twice. Why are you angry with my junior sister?"

Jiang Lei casually gave him a blow.

"I didn't lose, Nineteen won. Extra dinner tonight."

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In Wanling Pavilion, the disciples of Sword Spirit Sect sat around the copper pot.

The hot and spicy soup gives off an alluring aroma, and the cooked beef simmers in the pot.

There are four or five kinds of sliced ​​meats on the food shelf. The middle layer is filled with lively fish, shrimps, crabs, etc. Even the bottom layer is rich in seasonal fruits and vegetables.

Meng Shijiu was eating happily.

Wantong suddenly took out a crystal clear stone without belief.

"Sister, take the test again!"

Meng Jiujiu let out a long sigh, his bright eyes filled with helplessness.

"I've been tested more than a dozen times and I'm still useless. Why don't you let me eat?"

There is a tradition in the world of cultivation that after birth, everyone can get a stone to measure their talent.

From bottom to top, there are four levels: waste spirit, mortal spirit, gifted spirit, and extraordinary spirit. Each level has its own differences between low-level, middle-level, and high-level.

Meng Jiujiu, as the eldest lady of the Sword Spirit Sect, was determined to be the lowest level useless spirit at birth and had no hope of practicing in this life.

But the old sect master and his wife still loved her very much. After their unexpected death, the heavy responsibility of taking care of Meng Jiu fell on the brothers.

She was weak when she was young, so everyone took turns cooking delicious food. From top to bottom in the Sword Spirit Sect, everyone knew how to cook at least one specialty dish.

"What are you testing? Eat well. I've been starving and losing weight recently."

Gu Yuanzhi glared at Wantong.

He grabbed the bonding stone with his hand, cast a spell to heat it up and threw it into the pile of rocks, just in time to make a volcanic stone sausage for Nineteen.

Wantong was very unconvinced.

"Aren't you all curious as to why Nineteen is suddenly so powerful?"

Of course they all want to know.

But no one wanted to embarrass Meng Jiu and speak out.

Meng Jiu felt like she was being tortured to tears. After she was reborn, her tear glands were extremely developed.

She sniffed and poured a glass of fruit juice.

"Although I have the foundation of a useless spirit, I have eaten the good things that everyone has given me for so many years. The little things add up to a lot, and when my spiritual veins are opened, my body will naturally become strong, and I can start practicing in the future."

This reason is very silly, but everyone looked like they suddenly realized it.

Only senior brother Jiang Li is still a little doubtful.

He had just treated Nineteen's injuries and discovered that there was a special inner elixir in her abdomen that was continuously delivering spiritual energy.

This is probably the reason why Meng Shijiu was able to beat Shen Fuling away with brute force.

But how did he get this thing, and why did Nineteen conceal it?

Just as Jiang Li was thinking about it, the door of Wanling Pavilion suddenly opened wide.

The second elder, Jing Jie, burst in angrily and wanted to overturn the hot pot.

"You still have the nerve to eat? If you have offended the people of Lingbi Valley like this, which formation master will repair the seal of the Sword Tomb for us in the future?"

Jiang Lei stood in the front and knelt down with a thud.

"Master, I didn't think carefully about this matter and voluntarily accepted the punishment."

Meng Shijiu helped Jiang Li up and said, "Senior Brother, please get up. I will do the work for myself."

Nepeta was furious.

He raised his hand and formed a golden bone whip, which he whipped Jiang Li heavily.

The huge impact sent Jiang Li rolling over to the corner and smashing a bunch of tables and chairs.

"Back then, I blindly accepted you as a rebellious disciple and took my fellow juniors to eat and drink all day long. Today, I will simply destroy you!"

Nepeta wanted to continue raising the whip, but could not pull it for a while.

Taking a closer look, it turned out to be Meng Jiusheng holding the tail of the bone whip!

"Nineteen, do you also want to disobey your elders?"

Jing Jie was shocked and angry.

He was so angry that Meng Jiujiu resisted in public, and he was so shocked that his bone whip, with five points of cultivation, was restrained by a hairy girl like this!

Meng Jiu's eyes were filled with frost and snow, and the anger on his face seemed to be covered with ice.

She swung the bone whip to the side.

"It's just the seal of the Sword Tomb. How come the Sword Spirit Sect has no one to repair it?"

Nepeta was so angry that she laughed.

"Five years ago, during the battle between gods and demons, the old sect master passed away. The third and fourth elders were all seriously injured and had to stay in seclusion for several years. None of the young disciples were able to watch. Tell me, who else can take on this important responsibility?"

Meng Jiujiu also laughed.

"Second Elder, aren't you still here?"