I’m Not a Junior Sister For Many Years

"My vestment--! This is the best vestment, and the price is comparable to a magic weapon. I finally made up my mind to buy it." A monk touched the vestment that had turned completely black and lacked aura, and felt unhappy.

"My magic weapon!"

"My spirit sword..."

"Xiaobai, Xiaobai, don't die, Xiaobai."

"How... how come? Senior brothers and sisters, why haven't they come out yet?"

"Where's the master, why didn't the master come out?"

...

The cultivators who escaped in a hurry were as sorrowful as concubines, and there were not many with a good face.

Among them, some of them had their magic weapons damaged, their spirit pets fallen, and their complexions were naturally not much better. But more, still lost the disciples of the same family in this secret realm.

Looking around, how many people are left in the same door?

And even if someone really wins a treasure in the secret realm, it is impossible to be happy now, so as not to be stared at.

It's just that the monks of the sect who were guarding in the small world of Dongzhen who failed to enter the secret realm of inheritance, seeing these monks rushing out in a panic, they couldn't help thinking a little bit in their hearts.

These cultivators who have run out now have no one out of ten compared to those who have entered before. It can be said that their strength has been greatly weakened!

There is no better time than now.

These people can come out of it alive, they must have real abilities, and they have a lot of money.

Nowadays, they have a large number of people, and these people have just ran out, and they are scattered and scattered, and they can't make the climate.

In other words, they are the strong ones now!

Fu Xing took Jin Miao and Jin Rufeng and left the inheritance secret realm soon.

"It turns out that the escape talisman that Master prepared for us in advance is used here." Fu Xing thought of the scorching temperature that he had just felt inside, and he was rather afraid.

He also cultivated the demon clan's techniques, and like the two genuine demon clan Jin Rufeng and Jinmiao, he did not have much resistance to this top-level spiritual fire.

"The master has been planning this for a long time, please rest assured, the young master." After all, Jin Rufeng has been following Hong Xiaodao for a longer time and is more stable. "The young master only needs to wait outside."

Nowadays, there are no more people left in that place of inheritance except for Hong Xiaodao, Shen Zhao, A Luo, and those scattered immortals.

As a matter of course, the Heavenly Demon Palace, the Tower of Falling Blood, Podao Sect, Qingfeng Immortal Sect, etc., all met again here.

It's just that compared to the talented people before entering, they can now be said to have suffered heavy losses. In contrast, Podaozong, which has only compromised more than a dozen disciples, can be regarded as "good". After all, there are only a dozen disciples left in the less lucky sect.

Ji Zicheng also learned about the relationship between A Luo and Chuangshi Linghuo from his master. Thus, all of A Luo's weird behavior can be answered.

But Ji Zicheng also knew that this matter couldn't be said easily.

Even when facing the same siblings, Ji Zicheng only said that A Luo and the ancestor were still staying in the secret inheritance to investigate, so that everyone should not panic, let alone nervous.

What they should pay attention to now should be another matter.

"Master."

When Ji Zicheng found the real person with Yunhai, there is no lack of wary expressions on his face, "Master, the other schools who stay here in the small world of Dongzhen, I am afraid it will be disadvantageous to us."

Originally this small world was dominated by their sects, and those outside sects couldn't get in at all. But now, when the situation has reversed, they have become a lonely group. In this small world, there have been many more foreign monks.

These people who came out of the secret realm, in the eyes of these people, I am afraid that they have become pieces of fat, and they want to take a bite.

"They were too domineering before, but now they are backlash." Yun Hai is not a simple person, how can he not see the strange changes on the court?

But now that the enemy is very few, even if I see it, I am afraid...

"What is a good way for you?" Lang Yun asked quietly from the side, "At least you have to persist until the scattered immortals come out."

If those scattered immortals all come out, no matter how many monks outside come, they will have a way to break through. But according to him, the possibility of those scattered immortals being able to come out alive is too low.

The biggest difference between Xianmen and ordinary first- and second-rate sects, except for the ascending monks, the existing strength is largely due to the shock of the Sanxian level!

If an immortal gate does not have a decent scattered immortal, the Pear Flower Immortal Sect is a living example!

"For today's plan, I am afraid there is only unity." Ji Zicheng said solemnly, "It's not just us and Qingfeng Xianzong and Xianhe Xianzong, even the people in the Heavenly Demon Palace and the Falling Blood Building must unite. That's fine."

Inheriting the treasures in the secret realm, even the immortal disciples can tear their faces and kill each other, let alone these monks outside?

"It's good to work together, but the problem is that we, the sects, have deep grievances and want to..."

"There is only one way to survive, there is no other way." Ji Zicheng said seriously, "Master and uncle, don't worry, I will tell them. Today, the most remaining disciples are our Podao Sect, Heavenly Demon Palace, and Blood Falling Lou, even Qingfeng Immortal Sect has fewer disciples than us. As long as the three of us are willing to join forces, the disciples of Qingfeng Immortal Sect and the disciples of other aristocratic families will know how to choose."

It is impossible for everyone to lobby. And when those few people see the benefits of joining forces, they will take the initiative to come forward.

"The Tower of Falling Blood and the Heavenly Demon Hall are not good for each other." How could Yunhai let his disciples go to do such dangerous things, "I'll go."

"Master, you and your uncle must stay here in order to be able to survive those young people." Ji Zicheng slowly shook his head, "Since I am a young teacher, I should set an example now. Master, please believe me. ."

Madam Yun Hai saw such a determined disciple, so he could only acquiesce in what he did.

With Master's permission, Ji Zicheng immediately set out to prepare. It should not be too late. If you join forces as soon as possible, you will have more chances of winning. I'm afraid that as soon as it gets dark, those monks will be tempted to do it!

Lang Yun sighed and patted the shoulder of real person Yunhai, and comforted, "The apprentice you took is also really good. Under such circumstances, it is our sect that can stand up and shoulder the responsibilities of the sect, regardless of his own safety. Hope for the future."

Originally Long Yun was still wondering why Ji Zicheng was the young teacher, while A Luo was the master sister, but now he understands the old ancestor's thoughts.

A Luo has a bold personality, but

There are too many secrets hidden in her heart. She is more like a shield, sheltering her disciples from wind and rain, and is the most solid guardian.

And Ji Zicheng is a sharp sword out of its sheath.

He would break into the storm before the storm came, and choke the danger to death in the cradle. Let the Podaozong boat find the right direction even in the wind and rain, so as not to lose yourself.

Po Dao Sect does not need people who are too sharp, too sharp, and too genius. What they need is a stable, fair and unselfish pillar.

Ji Zicheng has done better and better in this regard.

Yun Hai and Lang Yun couldn't teach him. He only saw, listened, and studied to achieve what he is now.

Perhaps he had been preparing for this moment long ago.

"The vision of the ancestor is indeed poisonous."

The two brothers unanimously sighed.

It seems that the leisurely days when they step down as the head teacher will come soon!

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Hong Xiaodao is no stranger to the creation of spirit fire.

When he accepted Asher as his apprentice, he knew the blood of his apprentice. Moreover, as one of the best elders of Chaohua Immortal Sect, he also understood the importance of this creation spirit to Chaohua Immortal Sect.

The creation spiritual fire cannot be controlled by a monk.

If it can be done, then there are so many generations of Aluzu's ancestors, and there are many people who are amazing and brilliant. Why do they always choose to guard, and never consider practicing the creation spirit fire? If it is said that there are still people in this world who may control the creation spirit fire, then A Luo and his line of guardians should be the most likely group.

It is a pity that Ashe fell very suddenly because of the fall of Chaohua Xianzong. He didn't even have time to tell A Luo about the secret of Chuangshi Linghuo, and he didn't even have time to tell Shen Zhao.

Three thousand years ago, when A Luo retrieved the Creation Spiritual Fire from Sima Jue's body, Hong Xiaodao knew that the chaos caused by the Creation Spiritual Fire was far more than that.

It just didn't happen that Aluo would be "rebirth" again in this era.

Hong Xiaodao did not intend to intervene in this battle.

Although A Luo's cultivation base was far inferior to those of these immortals, the power of the creation spirit fire could completely make up the gap between them. If you can't even do this, this creation spiritual fire won't make people so eager.

Now on the court, because of the failure of the Flamingo Sanxian, these Sanxians also felt the weirdness of A Luo at this moment, and they no longer dare to underestimate it, but they are still faintly united. I am afraid that it will make people laugh out of their teeth. So many scattered immortals walked out and raised their hands to destroy a sect, but now they want to unite to deal with a little girl?

But it is precisely because of this that it is possible to see the jealousy of these saints towards the creation spirit fire!

In contrast, A Luo's mood is much simpler at this moment.

She just feels happy.

Happily, it seems to have returned to the original Sima Jue.

Why should she care so much?

These so-called loose immortals, relying on their high cultivation level, can unscrupulously bully others, so now they should also taste the taste of being bullied.

As long as these scattered immortals die, Senior Brother can become the strongest person in this cultivation world.

Po Dao Sect wants to call a hundred responses, wants to make a comeback, even if it is the name of Chaohua Immortal Sect, it may be successful.

If they all die here!

Those emotions that A Luo thought had been forgotten exploded almost instantly.

Since a long time ago, Aluo is a person who will do what she wants. She lives arrogant and wanton.

But without the blessing of the sect, without the parents and elders, and without the same family of seniors, she grew up alone in the world three thousand years later, carrying the secret of creating the spiritual fire, and it was difficult to walk every step.

Aluo seldom mentioned to Shen Zhao what happened when he "lived" from this world. She only talked about what happened after worshipping Ruyizong, how happy she was and how happy she was.

But those memories are not that she can be treated as non-existent if she doesn't think about it.

How many days and nights, she wished she had just had a long dream. After waking up from the dream, Dad would still be by his side, the senior brother would still reprimand her, and the uncle and wife would give her beautiful things and clothes. .

Life is carefree.

The Way of Love allows A Luo to have more and stronger feelings than ordinary people, but it can also magnify the unwilling and negative emotions in her heart.

"No, this little girl is obviously bewildered by the power of the creation spirit." Xu Beifeng no longer looked at the leisurely and contented appearance before, but began to be vigilant.

It is really that Aluo feels like a different person from before.

"So many of us can't deal with a little girl?" The other Sanxian was also a little bit sullen, "beat her first before saying anything else, stop talking nonsense, do it!"

As soon as the call came out, the scattered immortals took action one after another.

If this little girl is completely controlled by the Creation Spiritual Fire, they might really die here.

A Luo drives the creation spirit fire around him, and the gods block and kill the gods and Buddhas.

That mighty flame, endless, just like the most extreme and powerful incarnation in the world.

Swallow fire when you meet fire, extinguish water when you meet water, and extinguish immortals when you meet immortals!

What is even more frightening is that after the creation spirit fire swallowed the celestial essence of these scattered celestial beings, the power has not been exhausted, but has become more and more massive.

The power of the flamingo and dispersing immortals added another claw to the flaming dragon!

burn.

burn.

burn!

"She's going to lose her heart soon." Hong Xiaodao stretched out his hand and suddenly stepped forward to block Shen Zhao's path.

"Get out of the way." Shen Zhao looked cold.

"Sentimental Taoist monks are all so."

In this world, no one can survive smooth sailing.

Especially those monks who choose to practice the path of sentimentalism, their emotional ** are stronger than ordinary people, so they will feel hurt and painful emotions.

Everything has its advantages and its disadvantages.

Why is the only way for a monk to save himself is to become a ruthless Tao?

Because when the monk's negative emotions rush to the climax, it will not help to fall into the magic way, because even if it is a magic cultivation, it is impossible to be influenced by a single emotion.

Therefore, it can only be ruthless.

Only by erasing all emotions can the sentient cultivator stay alive.

The power of the creation spirit fire is too great, the big Aluo can't bear it at all.

And the suffering she has experienced is too much.

"Nonsense."

For a shattered sect, a person kills a person who once treated each other with love.

One person is left behind, one person lives in the world, and another person wakes up thousands of years later.

How many people can persist like A Luo?

Shen Zhao didn't ask, it doesn't mean he didn't know.

"But I want to see if she can make it through." Hong Xiaodao condensed his smile before, and his momentum changed. "If you and I let go of our hands, I think we will both come down when we are soaring to attract the golden light. "

They were using secret methods to suppress them and not ascend. Once their strength was completely exposed, they would no longer be able to stay in the realm of comprehension.

Shen Zhao glanced at A Luo and directly expressed his attitude with actions.

He quickly attacked Hong Xiaodao.

No matter whether he wants to ascend or not, he can't watch A Luo being bewitched by power, and watching her completely ruined.

This shouldn't be her robbery!

The author has something to say: Tomorrow, I will send a 4D chapter!