Your Immortal Cultivation World Is Not In Good Taste.

Chapter 110 Sadness

The fire energy in the Immortal Domain disappeared quickly for some unknown reason, the weather turned cooler, and the number of damselflies by the lake gradually decreased.

Beside the Muyang Pond, where microwaves appeared under the setting sun, there were only a few clinging to each other, tapping the water surface and laying eggs.

This little insect originally lived in spring and autumn in the mortal world, but after arriving in the Immortal Domain, he adapted to the unpredictable changes of the seasons and evolved some special talent, able to predict changes in aura and zodiac signs in advance.

On the east side of Muyang Pool, there is no white stone edge, so there is a lush growth of Jia Jia, which is swaying low in the wind.

Qiu Yunqing picked up a stone by the lake and applied gentle pressure. The stone suddenly cracked and fell into fragments, turning into a uniform piece of stone.

call out--

She flicked towards the lake in the distance, and the stones shot out, splashing onto the lake with dozens of splashes! Finally he fell into the water with a splash.

A sigh sounded.

She missed and didn't bounce all the way across the lake.

Holding her chin, Qiu Yunqing stared at the reflection of the red sun. Three days have passed since the battle on Heavenly Sword Peak.

"It really feels like I'm in a dream. Tong Fantian... Mr. Qin, why do you think my senior brother gave this name?"

[Um…… ]

Qin Yu fell into a brief thought, and then spoke violently:

[Do you want to kill all the monks in the world and leave only mortals? ]

"How can it be."

Qiu Yunqing shook her head, but she could not imagine the profound meaning of Wu You's name for the organization she had just established.

On the third day, the seven leaders who had been running rampant in the sect for many years should have walked the road to hell and drank all the Meng Po soup... Senior brother was severely punished for this.

——Face the wall and think for three months.

What? Too light?

No, no, no, the reason why Wu You was punished... was not to kill his fellow disciples.

The crimes committed by Fu Yu and others have long been dug up by Wu You. Just bringing the matter of killing fellow sect members to the surface on many occasions is enough to remove several people from the sect.

Take another look at Wu You’s cultivation...

Damn it? ! This, this, this! ! !

Who just said that those bastards are my Heavenly Mirror Sect disciples! Those are the villains who have sneaked into my sect (very angry)! As for thinking about his faults, Wu You had to be punished symbolically for his unauthorized actions this time.

[but…… ]

In his spiritual thoughts, Qin Yu suddenly spoke out.

[He was somewhat measured and did not ask you, young master, to participate in this matter. ]

"Um……"

Qiu Yunqing paused, lowered his eyes and whispered in agreement.

Wu You had already announced the establishment of Tongfantian to his fellow sect members on Heavenly Sword Peak and introduced Chu Xuanyi into the public eye, but he never mentioned letting Qiu Yunqing join him from the beginning to the end.

Even though the two were close friends, even though Qiu Yunqing was the first to know about his plans.

In Qiu Yunqing's eyes, the water reflected the red clouds under the setting sun and reflected the sparkling light and shadow. She felt a little empty in her heart because Wu You didn't reach out to her.

But I feel powerless

——Even if Wu You makes a request, it is impossible for her to agree. She has a troubled past and blood feud, and a heavy burden is on her shoulders. She cannot stay here forever...

It was probably because of this that Wu You deliberately did not involve her.

Qiu Yunqing picked up another stone and threw it towards the lake.

"thump."

Under the setting sun, the water waves slowly spread out.

…

Qingming Sword Sect.

The Sacred Land in the minds of all swordsmen, there is another way to write these four words: swordsmanship orthodoxy!

There is an old saying in Immortal Cultivation World that the sword master in the world is Qing Ming. Although this statement is a bit exaggerated, it is enough to make people intuitively feel the reputation of Sword Sect in Immortal Cultivation World.

There are also rumors that if the strength of sword cultivators in the world were ranked, 70% of the top 100 would be sword sect cultivators.

Whether it’s true or false will be discussed later.

Although it is not in Zhongzhou Immortal Domain, in terms of status, Qingming Sword Sect is not inferior to Zhongzhou Sect. If it were not for the foundation of the sect and some things left over from the previous era, they would have moved long ago.

Buzz——

Low spiritual energy waves shook, and the huge immortal boat broke through the clouds and descended, slowly passing through the sect's formation.

On the deck, Fang Shaohong stood two steps behind Ao Pingfeng, watching everything in the Qingming Sword Sect:

The peaks here are much steeper than those in Heavenly Mirror Sect.

Heavenly Mirror Sect is a place where the mountains have rapid and gentle slopes, and the long lake, low hills, dense forests and deep valleys correspond to each other. Everything is just right. And here... everything is dangerous and precipitous.

It was as if the peerless swordsmen from ancient times had fought fiercely here, creating countless deep valleys and dangerous peaks, and even the entire Sword Sect area was shrouded in a faint sense of sharpness.

"!!!"

Fang Shaohong suddenly felt locked by a strong Sword Intent. His hand was instantly pressed on the hilt of the sword, and the blade was already half an inch out of its sheath.

"Don't panic."

A gentle voice reached my ears.

Ao Pingfeng did not turn around and spoke to her: "The sword sect's sect-protecting formation is based on the immortal sword. It is normal to feel the Sword Intent when passing by. Once the immortal boat completely passes through the formation, everything will be fine. "

"Um."

Fang Shaohong nodded in agreement, suppressing his desire to fight back, and took his hand away from the hilt of the sword.

…

When the fairy boat stopped and leaned against a dangerous peak, Ao Pingfeng and Fang Shaohong walked off one after another.

There were several swordsmen around who walked off the immortal boat together, and some people were waiting quietly on the peak. However, these swordsmen all had one thing in common: they all had straight faces, and there was a strong sense of pride in their eyebrows. .

It's quite a bit like looking at people through their nostrils.

Some even whispered without hesitation:

"Why do everyone come to my Sword Sect to beg..."

"With that little talent, each one of them either wants to understand the Sword Intent or wants to recognize the Spirit Sword as its master. I really don't know how much I weigh..."

The breath of contempt came with the wind.

Fang Shaohong frowned slightly, a true swordsman would move forward with pride, he didn't need anyone's respect, and he didn't care about anyone's contempt.

She originally thought that the disciples of the Sword Sect would allow her to feel the same kind of feelings, but...obviously not.

Pride and arrogance are not the same thing.

As for Ao Pingfeng, he had no reaction at all to these words, not at all, he didn't blink his eyelids, and even maintained a gentle smile.

What does it mean to be a mature adult? (lean back)

He tilted his head and said to Fang Shaohong:

"First come with me to pay a visit to the visiting elder of the Sword Sect. I will inform you of your intention, and I will also arrange for you to understand the sword mark."

"Yes, uncle."

Ao Pingfeng led the way. Fang Shaohong had just taken two steps when a hazy figure turned toward her and lightly bumped into her shoulder as he walked past.

"?!"

Fang Shaohong suddenly realized it after completely missing the figure. He immediately stood still and looked sideways behind him——

The breeze stirred up fallen leaves.

There is nothing there.

But she clearly felt that she had encountered something, and even the other person's thoughts aroused her Sword Intent.

Ao Pingfeng had also stopped and looked at Fang Shaohong with some confusion on his face. This nephew of his had always been worry-free.

"What's wrong?"

"It seems like... I bumped into someone?"

(End of chapter)