The whole sect is reborn

Just when Ling Junqian was about to continue preaching, he suddenly discovered that there was a layer of mist in the square in front of him. In the mist, there were monks walking faintly!

"This is……"

Why do the clothes those people wear look so familiar?

The white-backed robe is dotted with a red sun the size of a finger, and the haze-grey veil covering the outer layer has faint traces of the mountains passing by.

Isn't this the uniform uniform of Wuji Sect disciples?

So, these monks who appear in the mist are all my seniors?

Ling Junqian lost his mind for a moment. Including the other six disciples, they also looked at this rare grand scene infatuatedly. To be honest, as a sect that has declined, these six disciples were because of their hatred of Ling Junqian.

I joined the Wuji Sect out of gratitude. In fact, perhaps because my time was too short, I really didn’t have a deep sense of belonging to the Wuji Sect itself.

But at this moment, at the Mingxin Martial Arts Arena, which carries countless honors and backbones of the Wuji Sect, looking at the earnest eyes of the seniors, Zhong Kelian and other disciples suddenly felt that some strange emotions were rising in their hearts. Necks

The hairs all over my body stood up, and even my back straightened.

At the same time, everyone also discovered something was wrong with Zhu Fu.

Why did the mist appear above the head of the little junior sister?

Ling Junqian finally reacted at this moment, and was so excited that his lips were trembling!

Zhu Fu, this is, this is! An epiphany?!

The next moment, those images merged into Zhu Fu's forehead like hundreds of rivers converging into the sea. However, Zhu Fu did not wake up.

From Zhu Fu's perspective, he suddenly saw pictures he had never seen before.

In front of him was a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, and on the opposite side was a group of people with blurry faces. But the head in the leader's hand, with bruises and wounds, and jagged but gentle expression, looked unexpectedly familiar.

That is……

She has been looking at her earnestly these days. Although she is careless, he takes care of her wholeheartedly and is the one who picked her up.

It's Ling Junqian.

Zhu Fu only felt that he was filled with anger that was about to break through his heart at this moment, and his vision was also covered with an ominous blood color. Only the long whip in his hand was soaked with blood, and the handle was so wet that he could not hold it tightly. The handle was still wet with blood.

There is a small, transparent round bead that glows with bright blood under Zhu Fu's angry fire.

Zhu Fu could only vaguely feel that there were scars all over his body, but he could no longer feel the pain. He just blindly attacked the monks or demons around him. At that time, the world was vast, and he was the only one. That kind of loneliness

The feeling made Zhu Fu, who quickly came to his senses, feel palpitations in his heart!

"Huh, huhu..."

Breathing rapidly, Zhu Fu almost felt like he was out of breath. Ling Junqian and others immediately stepped forward, quickly but methodically massaged the little junior sister's twitching hands and feet, and then poured her spiritual spring water.

The cold spiritual spring water moistened the thirsty throat, passed all the way through the throat and reached the stomach, which very well soothed Zhu Fu's fearful mood.

In the anxious sight of Ling Junqian and others, Zhu Fu slowly opened his eyes and stared at Ling Junqian without blinking. His eyes especially lingered on his neck. Ling Junqian felt that his neck was

Everyone got chills!

"Little disciple, what's wrong with you? My neck..."

Is there any problem?

"……No."

Zhu Fu only thought that he had some illusion, so he did not tell him what he had seen before.

Even if he didn't know much about the human world, Zhu Fu understood that it was disrespectful to say someone's head had moved.

Fortunately, seeing that Zhu Fu didn't want to say more, Ling Junqian didn't force him. He just expressed joy. Now that Zhu Fu was fine, the second disciple Pei Mingzhi quickly took the little disciple to the weapon refining room to be a suitable little disciple.

Weapons. Tomorrow morning, they will set off to Wuji City to sign up for the sect conference. Although Zhu Fu has met the requirements, he does not have a weapon yet. Will he still have to use his hands and teeth to bite?

The second disciple, Pei Mingzhi, looked dignified, polite, gentle and generous. When Zhu Fu heard that it was her who was in charge of the weapon refining room, he was stunned for a moment.

Pei Mingzhi had no objection. Everyone was also curious about what weapons the junior sister would want, and since they had nothing to do at the moment, they went to the weapon refining room together.

It is said to be a refining room, but in fact, it is just a slightly neater stone house. Probably because I am worried that the thatched house will be ignited by the flames during the refining, but it is actually three times better than the house where Ling Junqian and others live.

point.

At this time, looking at the dazzling array of weapons hanging on the stone wall, Zhu Fu paused for a moment, especially looking at the hammer that was larger than most of the people.

This seemingly extremely lethal weapon is very appealing to Zhu Fu.

However, when the second senior sister asked him what weapon he wanted, Zhu Fu suddenly remembered the long whip he was holding in the scene he just saw. He paused for a moment, did not express his thoughts, and just watched quietly.

Second Senior Sister, I want to see what weapons this Senior Sister would recommend to her. Will it be similar to the scene she just saw?

At this moment, the second senior sister looked at Zhu Fu's confused look and felt that the younger junior sister probably didn't know what weapon she wanted. So she thought about it and recommended it to her.

"Little Junior Sister, I get angry easily. I use those swords and knives. Once I get angry, I pick them up, which makes it difficult for me to cultivate my moral character. How about using a long whip? Long whips are flexible, and practicing the whip technique can also cultivate your character. Little Junior Sister, look at it.

how?"

Zhu Fu was stunned for a moment. Thinking of the long whip he just saw, he always had a bad feeling. In that scene, Ling Junqian was dead, and none of the other brothers and sisters were there. In that scene, Zhu Fu

Don't like it very much.

So she tentatively spoke.

"What kind of whip?"

Pei Mingzhi saw that his junior sister was interested, so he enthusiastically showed Zhu Fu a lesson.

"I haven't made it yet, but I have a guess."

Next, Pei Mingzhi carefully described the whip to be made, including the length, material, and general outline.

As she introduced it, Zhu Fu's heart became heavier and heavier. Although the material visible to the naked eye was not as good as what Pei Mingzhi was using now, the general outline and length were exactly the same.

Could it be that what she saw was not an illusion? But when she looked back at her master, Ling Junqian was still alive and well. There was something wrong.

At this moment, seeing that Zhu Fu remained silent, Pei Mingzhi thought that she had agreed with his idea. It was a rare opportunity for him to express himself freely, and the dignified and majestic appearance that Pei Mingzhi had managed to achieve suddenly collapsed.

As soon as she stretched out her hand, the huge hammer hanging on the wall flew over with a "whoosh" and fell into her hand. Before Zhu Fu could even close her open mouth, she saw Pei Mingzhi's dignified and beautiful face suddenly crack.

!

It was as if there was another different Pei Mingzhi emerging from her body!

Immediately afterwards, Zhu Fu saw Pei Mingzhi flicking his arms, taking off the clothes on his upper body and tying a knot around his waist, revealing a pair of fair arms that looked relatively normal.

But then, Pei Mingzhi waved her arm with shining eyes. She picked up a piece of cold iron as tall as a person from the corner with one hand, placed it on the stone table with a clang, and then swung the iron hammer!

"when!"

A pothole visible to the naked eye suddenly appeared in the cold iron. But this is not the point. The important thing is that when Pei Mingzhi exerted force, the arms with well-developed muscles suddenly bulged! Those muscles were actually bigger than the third senior brother Mo Huizhendu!