Chapter 28 I can also look for illness

"Master Jing, have you admitted any new disciples to your sect?" Sun Jiao glanced at everyone.

"Deputy Leader Sun, I have opened the mountain gate eighteen times, but no one has come to our sect." He turned around neatly and blocked Sun Jiao's sight.

"That's it. That's such a pity. Accepting a disciple will reward you with one hundred thousand spiritual stones. If there is a new disciple, don't forget to bring him to the alliance to find me." There was no such thing. Where did that brother Xiaojun go?

"Yes, I've written it down. Deputy leader Laosun is concerned about it. Any disciples will definitely bring it to him." Jingli handed over his hand.

"Okay, let's see" a bunch of poor guys.

Watching the enchanting Sun Jiao turn around and leave, Jingli frowned. As soon as she turned around, she was startled to see that the fairy sword was gone.

"Uncle, I took it away." Ma Ming glanced at Jingran.

"...Master uncle took it away?" How could she buy the fairy stone?

"It can be bartered," Ma Ming explained, "a thousand shark tears".

"...Uncle Master now doesn't even have a hundred dollars to worry about." Why did she take it away?

"...I don't know." Little did I know, my uncle is a legend.

Less than a quarter of an hour later, Liu Caifeng came back excitedly with fifteen swords in her arms. "Uncle Master, Master said that each of the sword immortals will come to you to receive one if he has learned 18,000 hand seals. Take it quickly, disciple."

"I bought another Yao Yi" and stuffed it into Jingran's hand, and walked into the crowd hurriedly.

"Put it away quickly" Ma Ming responded the fastest.

Jingran put it away instantly: "..." How many shark tears were there.

"Uncle Master, I don't want to see you anymore. I'm going back to practice my hand seals." As soon as Li Dayong left, the remaining sword cultivators followed suit.

"....Junior brother, how good are you?" Ma Ming glanced at Jingran.

"...Eight thousand" Jing Ran's expression changed.

"Damn, what the hell are we still doing here? Get out." The two of them left in a hurry.

An hour later, Gu Jinxiu led Liu Caifeng and rushed back to the courtyard.

"Master, are you going tomorrow?" Go ahead, go ahead.

"...Don't go, practice mudra, and do what you promised me" is crazy.

"Hehe, yes, the disciple promises to learn the twenty-five thousand mudras." Liu Caifeng said with a serious face. The master is so good, he must learn the twenty-five thousand mudras. He watched the master go upstairs, and then returned to his courtyard excitedly.

As soon as Gu Jinxiu entered the main hall, he immediately made thirty thousand handprints. It was a mere demon-fighting technique.

"Hahahaha, my disciple's eyes were opened today. Master is so powerful." He was convinced.

"Mingcheng, practice hard, you are very understanding, and the palm seal has already taken initial shape." You have the root of wisdom.

"Master, you have to pass four levels in a row. Uncle Master said you have to pass them all in one breath, otherwise we will divide the immortal swords now. We still have half a breath left, hehe." Li Dayong smiled with a treacherous look on his face.

"Let's see what you guys are doing." Gu Jinxiu stepped into her retreat room and opened the magic circle.

"Hahahaha, totally defeated" Ma Ming smiled bitterly.

"Haha, I'm happy even if I lose." The inheritor of the handprint is indeed terrifying.

"The ban is off, it's over, my uncle wants the fairy sword." This is too much fun.

"...That's not the case," Jing Ran said in his heart.

"How many fingerprints do you two know and are fooling around here?" A bunch of little bastards.

"....Cough cough cough cough, uncle, where are you going?" He changed clothes again.

"Han Qing came to see me. I answered the call but ignored him. I don't know what happened." Matt stole what he gave him back and still had the nerve to send a voice message.

"Disciple, I will accompany you." The expressions of Jing Ran and Ma Ming suddenly changed, and they looked angry.

"Okay, let's go, let's see what kind of monster the alliance is up to." It would be better if there are more people.

"Uncle Master, where is his appointment with you?" Ma Ming asked.

"Main Street, what kind of teahouse?" Gu Jinxiu patted his head and said, "Teahouse for one person."

"...Uncle Master Yiren's Tea House" is quite open for one person.

"Oh oh oh, I didn't hear it very clearly." The three of them left the hall and walked outside the courtyard.

"Uncle Master, this man is a veteran Mahayana monk, please be careful in everything," Ma Ming reminded as he walked.

"...Mahayana monks? Are all Mahayana monks in the alliance?" Gu Jinxiu stopped for an instant.

"The general leader of the alliance, the three deputy leaders, and the general leader of the Law Enforcement Hall are, but others are not. Among them, the chief leader of the Law Enforcement Hall is a person who has been to the ancient battlefield. He is nicknamed 'The God of Death' by everyone. He is brave and good at fighting, and has magic skills.

"Gao Shen, a demon-slaying sword is even more like a ghost...Uncle, please slow down." Are you scared? Jing Ran helped the person.

"...Go, go back, don't go anymore." Damn it, the demon-slaying sword.

"...Okay" OK, you are senior, I will listen to you.

The three of them returned to the fourth floor.

two quarters of an hour later

"...Uncle Master, I feel that you should not have given him a sub-plate in the first place" he started without a clue.

"...I'll take it." Matt said, tapping the spiritual energy with one finger.

“Good Fairy Shijing”

"....Shi Jing?" Gu Jinxiu looked at the two people.

"Your Taoist ID" is so careless.

"....Oh, hello"

"I'm outside the Demon Subduing Sect. Could you please Fairy please come out?"

"Okay... I dare to ask the chief hall master, have you brought the magic sword with you?"

"....I didn't bring any with me."

"Waiting" is easy to handle if you don't have it with you

After a breath, Gu Jinxiu walked out of the sect.

"Hello, Fairy Gu." Han Qing cupped his hand.

"Hello, Chief Hall Master" Gu Jinxiu returned the greeting.

"I'm sorry to bother you so much, but I just want to ask you: "Do you still have your Demon-Suppressing Sword?" Han Qing looked at Gu Jinxiu.

".....Where's yours?" What does it mean?

"..... He disappeared three years ago. I've searched all over this world but can't find him."

"...I lost mine too" I was so scared of this.

"...But I saw the fairy in the auction house two hours ago, and then...my demon-slaying sword came back." Han Qing looked at her with eyes wide.

"...Congratulations" The old fox has become a spirit.

"From this, I suddenly remembered a saying that is spread in the world." Han Qing half-squinted his eyes.

"...all the rumors in the world are unbelievable"

"Yes, I and the fairy both feel the same, so I'll take my leave." Han Qing breathed a sigh of relief.

"....Farewell" Why are you still standing here and not leaving?

"...I still have something unclear. Please ask the fairy to clarify my doubts." Han Qing cupped his hand.

"General Hall Master, you're welcome, please come inside." The influence from outside the old station was really bad.

"Thank you fairy," the little girl finally let her in.

Gu Jinxiu led the people all the way to the main hall and sat down. After a while, Jingran and Ma Ming came down to greet each other. They greeted each other with polite words and sat down one after another.

"Master, please have some tea." Ma Ming gave each person half a cup of tea.

"Thank you very much." Han Qing took a sip of tea and said, "Xianzi Gu, where did you get this nickname?"

"...Haha...I just picked it up casually. I forgot about it after so many years without being called upon." This is bullshit, but it's worth asking.

"I am 4,500 years old, and spent 3,500 years in the middle period of Mahayana." Han Qing glanced at Gu Jinxiu, "Fairy is the first person I have ever seen who has forgotten his Taoist name."

"...What is your ID?" What does it mean?

"Fairy, it doesn't matter if you don't know. You are just a hundred years old and you don't even remember your Taoist name. The next one...you won't even remember it." Han Qing lowered his head and took another sip.

Jingran's face darkened.

"...Not necessarily. I don't remember my own, but I remember Mingcheng's. Chief Hall Master, let me tell you. If I remember it, I'm afraid that no one will call you for 3500 years, and I will call you often in the future.

It means "Looking for illness, I can do it."

(End of chapter)

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