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

Meng Jiu had a strange dream.

The second senior brother made a full banquet of Manchu and Han Dynasties, and the flowing table was spread from her boudoir to the foot of the Sword Spirit Sect's mountain.

She just walked and ate all the way, and there happened to be a big pig's hoof that was so fragrant flying in front of her eyes, but she couldn't catch it.

Meng Jiu simply threw himself on the table and took a huge bite.

Unexpectedly, the big pig's hoof that had been tricked suddenly spoke.

"...You are so heavy."

Meng Shijiu was frightened and woke up, but what was even more frightening was the scene in front of him!

She was currently sitting on the young man who was as cold as an immortal, biting into his strong arms!

"What happened? Why are you in my room?!"

The young man raised his eyebrows, "Are you really not going to take responsibility for everything last night?"

What last night, what is responsible?

Meng Shijiu's mind was in a mess. When he stood up, he leaned back hastily and was about to roll out of bed.

The young man stretched out his hand to pull her back, and Meng Jiu buried herself against his chest again. The two of them bumped into each other, and she smelled the extremely refreshing and refreshing fragrance on the tip of her nose, and everything about last night finally emerged clearly.

She repaired the barrier with the help of 'Ghost King', but she fainted from exhaustion and was almost taken over by the remaining demonic energy in the sword tomb.

It seems that this boy saved him?

Where does he come from!

Meng Jiu became wary and raised his hand to catch the young man for questioning, but he restrained him with his backhand.

"You are not the only one who wants to kill me, but you are the weakest one——"

The young man's picturesque eyebrows were so close, and his warm breath blew against his face, causing Meng Jiujiu's eyelashes to tremble slightly, just like the beating at the top of her heart.

"Maybe the fattest one."

…

Shut up, bastard!

Meng Jiu was depressed when he heard this. He raised his knee and kicked hard, but the kick missed.

The young man avoided it early, landed from the bed lightly, and then broke out of the window.

He left only one sentence.

"If you don't practice as soon as possible, the inner elixir in your body that has been tempered by the magic book may be exposed."

Of course she knows that she must keep up with her practice. She just came back from rebirth and is still free!

Meng Jiujiu got up and wanted to chase him, but it was too late.

The door of the room was suddenly pushed open, and the brothers from the Sword Spirit Sect stood neatly outside the door.

The leader, Jiang Li, seemed the most worried.

"Nineteen, are you okay?"

Meng Jiu had no choice but to look away, pretending that nothing happened, "I had a nightmare..."

The second senior brother, Gu Yuanzhi, looked proud, "We are now nineteen. We repaired the sword tomb and went back to the room to sleep. We only had a nightmare."

This sentence instantly ignited the brothers in the back row, and they couldn't help but recall the inspiring scene last night.

After the light that almost brightened the night appeared, the seal was miraculously repaired!

The good-for-nothing eldest lady of the Sword Spirit Sect, Meng Jiujiu, held the fairy sword 'Ghost King' used by the ancestor, and walked slowly out of the sword tomb, muttering something powerful and domineering!

Wantong was jumping up and down with excitement.

"Senior sister, I didn't hear a single word of what you said last night. I just thought it was so impressive!"

Meng Jiu blushed. She was able to walk out of the sword tomb smoothly because the mysterious young man most likely controlled it with puppetry. As for the casual thoughts——

Most likely it was food.

Everyone was very happy. After ten years, the Sword Spirit Sect finally stood up!

This is the first time that someone has been able to repair the seal on his own without the help of any other sect.

Jiang Li was the only one who scolded Meng Shijiu for his nonsense.

"How could you use such a dangerous formation? Everyone is worried about you."

Of course, not everyone.

Meng Jiu's eyes fell far away on Jingjie who was hiding behind the disciples.

"Even the third elder was alarmed, but it wasn't me."

Jing Jie was hiding to watch the fairy sword ‘Ghost Qing’ being named by her, and pretended to be disdainful, “But I repaired the seal by opportunism and borrowed the spiritual power left by my ancestor, so there is nothing worth bragging about.”

But in his heart, he wondered what kind of bad luck this girl had gotten, and she actually got the celestial sword from the ancestor!

Although 'Gui Qing' currently has weak spiritual power, he was an upper-level third-level sword known throughout the world of cultivation back then. If he could be recognized as its master, wouldn't it be of great help to his cultivation?

Seeing that Jingjie was really greedy for 'Ghost Qing', Meng Shijiu couldn't help but sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"It seems that the third elder wants this 'Ghost King' fairy sword?"

Jingjie didn't hide her greed at all, "How can you control the ancestor's fairy sword if you don't have any cultivation at all? Currently, I have the highest cultivation in the Sword Spirit Sect, so naturally I..."

As he spoke, he made a secret move to get the 'Ghost Queen' to recognize him as his master. Unexpectedly, the sword of the fairy sword suddenly flashed with blue-purple lightning, which made Jing Jie's thieves numb and even his hair stood on end.

Second senior brother Gu Yuanzhi couldn't help but laugh, "Why is the electricity still on?"

Meng Jiujiu walked over and stood with her hand in the air. "Gui Qing" buzzed, and the hilt of the sword automatically slipped into her hand. It was incredibly clever.

Nepeta's face suddenly changed, "Impossible! How could it recognize you as its master?"

"How is it impossible? The Grandmaster left a legacy to protect the Sword Spirit Sect at the risk of his own life. I have done what you failed to do, and his Immortal Sword will naturally recognize me as its master."

Meng Jiu was not sure whether this 'Ghost Qing' recognized him as the master, but now that it was willing to give him face to teach Jingjie a lesson, it seemed like there was something to be done.

Jingjie was embarrassed in front of many disciples. For a moment, her face turned black with anger and she began to curse.

"You, you have achieved this high level at a young age and have never practiced. Be careful of the backlash!"

Jiang Lei suddenly took Jingjie's hand and said in a deep voice, "Master, please be careful with your words."

Jingjie's face turned even darker. His apprentice was almost beaten and scolded, but when it came to Meng Shijiu's matter, he kept disobeying him. It was simply unreasonable!

Meng Shijiu's provocative attitude softened instantly, and she gave a big salute to Jing Jie.

"What the elder said makes sense. Since I got the opportunity, I should practice hard and go into seclusion to rebuild my foundation. If the people from Lingbi Valley come to cause trouble again, the elder will definitely handle it well, right?"

Jingjie's old face was even darker than the bottom of the pot that was stir-fried by the second senior brother. Meng Shijiu's words seemed to be well-behaved, but in fact, he left the mess that had offended Lingbi Gu to him to deal with!

But he just...can't find fault with these words!

Jingjie squeezed out a sentence through her teeth, "That's right, of course." She turned around and left, never wanting to say another word to Meng Shijiu.

Jiang Li was dubious, "Are you serious... you want to practice in seclusion?"

The words of the eldest brother brought out the concerns of the brothers of the Sword Spirit Sect.

The eldest lady who has always been keen on being a salted fish wants to practice in seclusion? Could it be that she was really stimulated by Gu Rufeng's break-up of the engagement?

Meng Jiujiu just nodded firmly.

"I want to practice, but not for Gu Rufeng. Our Sword Spirit Sect cannot always rely on other sects for support."

Everyone was silent for a moment.

For many years, although the Sword Spirit Sect has lived a happy life, it has indeed always been at the bottom of the world of cultivation. Now Meng Jiujiu, the most ignorant person, has become enlightened...

After a long time, the second senior brother Gu Yuanzhi slapped his thigh and pulled Wantong out of the door.

"Second Senior Brother, where are you going?"

Meng Jiu thought he had been poked in a sore spot and felt uncomfortable.

Unexpectedly, Gu Yuanzhi replied angrily, "It's time to go into seclusion on the 19th, so I'll help you stock up on food."