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

Jiang Li struggled to get up and scolded, "Nineteen, don't talk nonsense. Master can't mend the sword tomb."

Since the battle five years ago, the Sword Spirit Sect's vitality has been greatly damaged, and the person with the highest cultivation level now is the second elder Jingjie who is in the period of transcending the tribulation.

If another accident happens to Jingjie, there will really be no one in the Sword Spirit Sect to take charge.

"Is it because I can't or don't want to? If my father, the third elder, and the fourth elder were here, they would devote themselves to the Sword Spirit Sect without hesitation."

Meng Jiu's cold night-like eyes exuded a little cold light.

In the past life, Jingjie colluded with Lingbi Valley to kill her, and she escaped with her life by abandoning the Sword Spirit Sect. These things are all vivid in my mind.

This person has no cultivation, but is unkind, greedy for life and afraid of death. He is really not worthy of a good and loyal disciple like Jiang Li.

Nepeta was struck in his mind and became furious for a moment.

"Okay, Meng Shijiu, do you really think that I dare not teach you a lesson for the old sect leader?"

He was about to crack his whip as he spoke, but Gu Yuanzhi stopped him.

He gave the second elder a bowl of hot soup without hesitation and splashed it in the face of the second elder.

"Second Elder, don't get angry. Just drink a bowl of soup to calm down."

Nepeta was so hot that he screamed, and the spicy oil got into his eyes, which stung him and made him jump up and down.

"You bastards, wait until I come back to deal with it!"

He ran out cursing.

Wantong hurriedly helped Jiang Li up and couldn't help but complain in a low voice, "These two elders can't stand talking without pain. The people of Lingbi Valley are so arrogant. Do we really want us to suffer nineteen injustices to seek peace?"

"Don't presume to talk about elders. I will think of a solution for this matter."

Jiang Li endured the pain and stood up.

Meng Jiu peeled the shrimps for him and put them in a bowl with a calm expression.

"Don't worry, maybe the sword tomb will be ready tomorrow."

It's just the seal of the Sword Tomb, so it may not be that difficult.

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It's night.

Meng Jiu came to the Sword Tomb alone.

The sword tomb shrouded in darkness was particularly desolate. Countless broken swords were buried crookedly in the wasteland and were in dilapidated condition.

This was the place where Lie Nanxing, the founder of the Sword Spirit Sect, was martyred.

According to legend, in order to suppress the monsters, he sacrificed his body to the sword, formed a powerful formation, and sealed all the monsters in the sword tomb.

Unfortunately, as time goes by, monsters try to break out of the Sword Tomb every thirty-three years to cause trouble. The Sword Spirit Sect alone is unable to suppress it. Usually, the formation masters of Lingbi Valley help to consolidate the seal.

Now that she has no cultivation, she cannot form an array with her own strength. Fortunately, there is a treasure here that can help her achieve her goal.

Meng Jiujiu gritted his teeth and cut his palm open, blood dripping into the wasteland.

Countless broken swords trembled faintly around. This was because the monsters within the seal were naturally attracted to the flesh and blood that had practiced the grimoire.

But they all did not dare to attack because of the suppression of one thing.

"As a disciple of the Sword Spirit Sect, you have the nerve to come to the Sword Tomb after practicing the magic book?"

She turned around and saw a rusty and old copper sword breaking out of the ground, and the mud splashed across her face.

Coming!

This is the fairy sword ‘Ghost King’ that Lie Nanxing left here back then!

Of course she knew that the fairy sword would not recognize her as its master, but all she had to do was to use the power of 'Ghost Queen' to form an array to repair the seal.

Meng Jiujiu lowered his attitude, "In order to repair the seal, I have no choice but to offend."

She turned her backhand to grab the hilt of the sword. Unexpectedly, a sudden and domineering sword intent burst out from the sword body, and she was instantly thrown away.

Meng Shijiu fell to the ground, and in the same posture as Shen Fuling, he fell and chewed the mud.

Behind me, I couldn't help but laugh at the faint ghostly sound.

Meng Jiuzheng was so angry that he threw something in that direction to force him out.

The ghost voice said softly "Eh"——

"Using plum blossoms as a hidden weapon is novel."

Meng Jiu was lying on the ground in embarrassment. Under the cold moonlight, he raised his head and saw a young man wearing a purple robe with green stripes.

This man has handsome and distinctive features, flowing clothes and hair, and his figure is half hanging in the air, like a fairy coming to the world.

He stretched out his hand towards Meng Jiujiu, "There is no need to perform this great ceremony."

Meng Jiujiu patted the ground and stood up, smiling but not smiling, "You have a lot of drama."

The young man's abyss-like eyes reflected the small plum blossom, half in amusement and half in sarcasm.

"I'm not as good as you, even hidden weapons can be eaten."

He threw the plum aside casually.

Meng Shijiu felt so distressed, "If you don't want to eat it, don't throw it away. The plums are delicious!"

This is the Yanjin Hua Mei that the second senior brother just made for her.

Hearing an 'ouch' sound, Hua Mei actually hit the 'Ghost Queen' who was still floating in the air. It couldn't help but become furious and stabbed straight towards the young man's life gate.

"Two evil people are just having a tryst at my grave at night, and they are still littering!"

The young man flew back and pointed at the sword, "A sword spirit that is only a century old is so arrogant. Wait until I fuse you to make a weapon for my hand."

As he spoke, he set up a golden formation to force the immortal sword to recognize its master.

'Ghost King' trembled violently and struggled to his death.

Meng Jiu was shocked.

The huge pressure made her almost breathless. This young man didn't have any demonic energy, but his attacks were very domineering and sharp, which was in great contrast with his age.

She didn't have time to think about it, and stood in the middle with difficulty, "You hurt it, who can help me fix the seal!"

The young man looked slightly startled, then confused.

"This Immortal Sword regards you as a monster. If the people of the Sword Spirit Sect know that you have practiced the magic book, they will be so hostile. Why do you have to work so hard for them?"

"Whatever is right, so does evil. I only protect what I want to protect."

Meng Jiujiu had seen with his own eyes how the people of the Sword Spirit Sect treated her.

"Foolish!"

The young man frowned. The moment he waved his hand to withdraw, he thought of something again. He suddenly said provocatively, "Okay, I won't interfere. Let's see if this sword is willing to help you."

‘Ghost Qing’ was a little more honest, but he still kept cursing.

"How can a witch use a fairy sword like mine to slay demons and protect the Tao..."

Before it could finish cursing, Meng Jiu held it firmly, heavily carved out a repair formation on the ground, and then stood in the center with the 'Ghost King' as the center of the formation.

The surrounding monsters suddenly became commotion, and there was a slight tendency of appearing immediately.

The 'Ghost King' and the young man were both stunned.

What a poisonous method!

This formation requires Meng Jiu's flesh and blood as an intermediary to exchange the spiritual power inside and outside the seal until it is balanced.

This means that the intermediary must bear great pain and may even explode and die.

The young man hesitated for a moment, and then he took action to stop him.

But Meng Jiu was one step ahead of him, and activated the formation as soon as it was formed.

The two spiritual powers quickly intersected in Meng Jiujiu's left and right hands, and the entire sword tomb was instantly lit up, and countless monsters howled.

Several disciples on night patrol passed by and screamed in fright.

"Something happened at the Sword Tomb!"

Then he scattered and ran around, waking up the disciples who were near the sword tomb and immediately alert them.

The quiet night is suddenly noisier than the day.

In the sword tomb, the 'Ghost King' screamed in pain at the formation's eye, "You little girl, why are you so cruel? It hurts me to death."

Meng Shijiu's pain was several times greater than that.

What's even more frightening is that the evil spirit is pulling her to count the enemies she has killed in her previous life...

They were either crying or laughing, describing horror, and everyone wanted to drag her into hell!

Seeing this, the 'Ghost King' couldn't help shouting, "Devil, don't let your mind be confused by the devil's energy. Why do you just stand and watch, that boy?"

The young man just crossed his arms and said, "She seeks death again and again, should I save her every time?"

Even though he said this, his eyes were always fixed on the slender figure in the chaos.

Demonic energy can induce the darkest side of people's hearts. Meng Jiu must use a strong will to counteract it, otherwise even if his body can withstand it, his mind will be easily destroyed.

After an unknown amount of time, the two forces finally reached a delicate balance, and the monster's cry suddenly stopped.

'Ghost King' fell to the ground with a crash, and it no longer had the strength to curse.

Meng Jiujiu was still standing until the young man walked up to her and found that she was mumbling something. It was obvious that her mind was disturbed by the demonic energy.

He leaned over gently, unable to help but want to see what strong will this woman bent on seeking death could have.

Meng Shijiu had a dark look on his face but smiled foolishly, and read out a list of dish names in a low voice: "Sauceed pork, sausages, assorted crispy dishes, roasted flower duck, braised chicken feet..."

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This foodie!