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Not all of them can handle the sword, so Qiao Wanyue arranged for everyone to start the one-to-one mode, one who can handle the sword will lead the flying one and the other who can't handle the sword. However, everyone's overall cultivation is too poor and cannot continue like this, so next I have to stop and take a break probably every half an hour.
Qiao Wanyue did feel sorry for the little spiritual power she had accumulated over the years, but she would not be stingy at this time. Anyway, the red girl's tears were already there. After the lecture conference was over, she came back from Baiyun City and brought the red girl to her. Nvlei prepared the medicine together with several other elixirs. Qiao Wanyue was not sure about the success, but she had to give it a try.
It would be best if it succeeded. If it failed, she would think of other ways.
She looked back at Ming Jue behind her and asked him, "Are you afraid of heights?"
Ming Jue shook his head.
Qiao Wanyue was very satisfied and said to Ming Jue: "Then come up."
Qin Fan, who was in the back, heard the conversation between the two and curled his lips. None of the cultivating monks were afraid of heights. Even if they were not flying with swords, they would not always practice on the ground. He sneered. , lowering his head to look at the long sword at his feet, the disciple behind him suddenly stepped forward, patted his shoulder lightly, and said to Qin Fan with some embarrassment: "Junior Brother Qin, can you wait a moment? Fly low, I'm a little afraid of heights."
Qin Fan stared at the disciple in front of him, speechless.
The disciple sighed and said, "This is an old habit of mine. If you don't want to, Junior Brother Qin, I will go find other senior brothers."
Qin Fan took a deep breath and told himself in his heart that he could not be angry. He could very well get into an accident while wielding the sword with emotion. He replied to the disciple: " Come up, I'll try my best."
When the disciple heard Qin Fan¡¯s assurance, he immediately laughed, happily took Qin Fan¡¯s flying sword, and said to Qin Fan: ¡°Thank you, Junior Brother Qin, you are such a good person.¡±
Although this was a compliment to himself, Qin Fan somehow felt that it was not a nice thing to say.
Qiao Wanyue and her disciples rose up with their swords, and disappeared in the sky above Yujing City like several white meteors. The people looked up for a while, and then they could no longer see any exhaust gas, so they withdrew their eyes again and continued to work. work.
Ming Jue clung to Qiao Wanyue's back, holding her waist with both hands. The warm autumn sun shone above the clouds. Under the sparse and dense clouds, the rolling mountains and bustling city could be vaguely seen. , Qiao Wanyue thought it would be a little difficult for her to carry Mingjue today, but now she feels more relaxed than when she usually wields the sword alone.
Qin Fan originally planned to fly in front of the disciples, but his imagination was full and the reality was very skinny. After he ascended to the sky, the disciple behind him stretched out his arms and hugged him tightly. He was almost out of breath, so Qin Fan asked in a hoarse voice: "Can you stop hugging me so tightly?"
"No, Junior Brother Qin, I'm afraid."
Before Qin Fan had time to ask the disciple to close his eyes, he asked the disciple again: "Junior brother Qin, can that one be lower?"
Qin Fan silently recited Don't Be Angry twice in his mind, and said back to the disciple: "If you go lower, you'll hit a tree later."
"Okay." He sounded aggrieved.
Qin Fan thought to himself: What evil has he done? It's not like he's going to get retribution just because he said such a casual slander.
¡°The retribution must be too quick.
These disciples of the Qiao family don't wield swords very much on weekdays, and there is another person behind them, so the speed of wielding swords is not very fast. If they see Ming Jue going thousands of miles away to kill those villains that night, , they will feel that they are not much better than a snail in front of Ming Jue.
However, Ming Jue was quite satisfied with this speed. He kept saying all kinds of witticisms to Qiao Wanyue. If the elders of Tianchen Sect heard that these words came from him, their jaws would probably be scared off. .
Now that he has been flying in the air with his sword for half an hour, "Stop." Qiao Wanyue said to the disciples behind her.
She herself can still hold on for a while, but most of the disciples should be almost at their limit by this time.
The disciples recited the sword formula together, and fell from the sky with Qiao Wanyue. The place Qiao Wanyue chose to stay was at the top of a mountain. There was a maple forest on the mountain. When the autumn wind blew, the five-cornered maples were flying all over the sky, like Countless red butterflies fluttering.
? ?Wan Yue supported Ming Jue and jumped off the sword. Ming Jue looked around, and then looked up at the tall city wall not far down the mountain. Several colorful flags in the city were flying in the wind. He asked Qiao Wanyue: "Where is this?"
"Yes" Qiao Wanyue looked around and replied to Ming Jue, "It should be Dongyang Qiu."
When the disciple who came here for the first time heard what Qiao Wanyue said, he immediately came over and asked, "Master, is this Dongyang Qiu?"
Qiao Wanyue nodded.
The disciple sighed and said: "Dongyang Qiu turned out to be like this, you can't tell at all."
"What happened to Dongyang Qiu?" Some disciples who didn't understand asked. Some of them had been staying in Yujing City since they were born. This was the first time for them to go out so far away.
"It happened more than a hundred years ago, and I still have some relationship with Lingfeng Lord Zhao Hengsong of the Changhe Sword Sect." Qiao Wanyue said.
Back then, a demon appeared in the world of cultivation, named Yin He. Because she was the thirteenth in the family, she was also called Yin Thirteen.
Lingfeng Lord Zhao Hengsong and Yin Shisan fought here for three days and three nights. In the end, the demon Yin Shisan died of exhaustion. The blood he shed dyed the five-pointed maple on the mountain as red as fire.
Ling Fengjun and Yin Shisan were childhood sweethearts. Later, Yin Shisan practiced the devil's way and killed living beings. Lingfeng Jun killed his relatives and killed the demon.
For many years to come, the love-hate entanglement between Ling Fengjun and Yin Shisan was still circulated among storytellers in restaurants and tea shops. Qiao Wanyue went out with Qiao Yuzhang when she was a child, and heard this story accidentally in a restaurant in Yujing City, but Now there are other novel stories in the market, so this past event is rarely mentioned, and it is normal for the disciples not to know.
After Qiao Wanyue finished speaking, "Okay, let's all rest."
Qiao Wanyue and her disciples sat down cross-legged on the ground and began to meditate to restore their spiritual energy.
Mingjue sat next to Qiao Wanyue, playing with a five-pointed maple leaf in his hand. The veins of the leaf were slightly bulging. The leaf was very brittle and would break completely with just a little force. Mingjue threw away the leaf in his hand and quietly Look at her quietly.
After less than a cup of tea, a roar of wild beasts suddenly came from the bottom of the mountain. The sound made the entire mountain tremble. For a moment, everyone even felt that the roar was close to their ears. The sound coming from the side almost shattered the eardrums. Qiao Wanyue and the other disciples opened their eyes one after another. She signaled the other disciples not to move yet, then she flew up, stood in the air, and looked in the direction of the sound. .
Behind Dongyang Qiu Mountain, a huge monster is trapped in a formation at the foot of the mountain. It is all black, with only one pair of green eyes. It has the body of a bear and the face of a lion, but in fact it is not even a lion. Absolutely, its face was much uglier than that of a lion, and something had bitten its right ear.
Qiao Wanyue couldn't figure out the origin of this monster. She stopped in mid-air and watched for a while. The monster suddenly broke through the Xuanwu Formation formed by the monks and rushed towards the group of monks.
Qiao Wanyue briefly explained what she saw to her disciples.
"Protect yourself, don't go there." Those monks who want to trap and kill the monster are obviously much better than them. If they are not the opponent of the monster, these disciples will just give food to them.
If necessary, they have to run away quickly.
The disciples responded one after another and looked at the foot of the mountain with vigilance. Under Qiao Wanyue's command, they were ready to escape at any time.
Qin Fan moved his lips. He thought that if he were the head of the Qiao family, he would rush down the mountain with his disciples at this time. He had a hunch that this might be an opportunity.
Ming Jue turned his head and glanced in the direction of Qin Fan. Qin Fan had strange luck. If Qin Fan wanted to disobey Qiao Banyue, he could take this opportunity to give it a try.
Qin Fan's back felt cold, and he suddenly had an ominous premonition of being targeted. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com