Sword Immortal Cultivation Handbook

Chapter 41
After leaving Yanwu Square, Shen Zhiyu released Xiao Hua from the spirit beast bag.

This guy Xiaohua, before he got to know him, he pretended to be obedient, but once he figured out the situation, he suddenly changed, flaunting his teeth and claws, coquettish and difficult to deal with.

Regardless of his resistance today, she forcefully stuffed it into the spirit animal bag. Now that she was released, when she saw Shen Zhiyu, all her hair exploded. She ran to the tree in a few steps and pointed her butt at her.

Shen Zhiyu: "..."

She poked Xiao Hua's back with her finger, and with a "swish", the fluffy tail was drawn to the back of her hand.

Shen Zhiyu smiled angrily: "Little cat, my temper is getting worse and worse."

She turned to the other side of the tree, but as soon as she walked past, Xiaohua turned around again.

Looking at Xiaohua's plump butt, Shen Zhiyu felt that she was self-inflicted, that she indulged you too much, and would cut off your snacks when you go back!
"Haha~"

Suddenly there was a laughing sound from behind.

Shen Zhiyu's hands froze when she was about to grab the back of the cat's neck. She turned around pretending to be calm, and saw a young male cultivator wearing Qingxu Palace Foundation Building costumes standing not far behind.

She took a closer look and found that she was an acquaintance.

It was Lin Yunhao who had met once in the evil cultivation dungeon.

"I met Uncle Lin." Shen Zhiyu saluted.

"Huh, it's you?" Lin Yunhao obviously still remembered her, with a surprised expression on his face, he looked her up and down, "Not bad, I went from the third level of Qi training to the seventh level of Qi training in just two years."

"It's not as good as Uncle Master. Congratulations to Uncle Lin, who has advanced to Foundation Establishment." When he was in the dungeon before, this person seemed to be in the Qi training period.

"Hahaha, thank you very much." Lin Yunhao laughed loudly, "By the way, I just came here today. Where is the courtyard arranged by Xuanji Sword Sect for Qingxu Palace?"

Shen Zhiyu said: "Uncle Lin, please follow me."

In today's grand ceremony, the grounding ban in the sect was temporarily lifted.As she spoke, she hugged Xiao Hua from the tree, threw Qingya Sword and took Lin Yunhao to fly towards Guiyun Courtyard where Qingxu Palace belonged.

On the way, Shen Zhiyu thanked Lin Yunhao for saving her from the evil cultivator den.

It doesn't matter if Lin Yunhao even said, you don't have to be polite.

The temporary residence is very close to the mountain gate, but it took only a moment to fly there.

Shen Zhiyu still had something to do, so she declined Lin Yunhao's proposal to invite her to sit in for a while.

After the two separated, Shen Zhiyu had only taken two steps when he heard Lin Yunhao's voice.

"Han Lian? Why did you come back?"

Han Lian?

Shen Zhiyu was taken aback for a moment, stopped abruptly, and turned around to look.

I saw a young male cultivator standing at the gate of Guiyun Courtyard. He was very tall, wearing a light blue Qingxu Palace school costume, but he was not as rigid as ordinary Qingxu Palace disciples. Lazy and casual, self-styled.

After hearing Lin Yunhao's voice, Shen Zhiyu saw the man turn around, and what caught his eye was the black and slender eyebrows, which set off a bit of sharp beauty against the cold white skin, the high nose bridge, the light red lips, The combination is a very good-looking appearance, but it is a pity that there is a light and romantic smile on the face, which dilutes the inherent three-point coldness in the handsome appearance.

Good-looking is good-looking, but a bit coquettish.

The appearance of such a playboy is different from the image of the savior she imagined.

Lin Yunhao walked to Han Lian's side, and was about to put his hand on his shoulder.

"Boring, too lazy to deal with it." Han Lian avoided Lin Yunhao's hand, glanced at him casually, and walked into the courtyard first.

"Hahaha, I also think it's too boring! A group of deep-minded monks speak in an official tone, which makes us annoyed, making us monks intrigue like court officials in the mortal world." Lin Yunhao didn't agree. Mind if he dodged and strode after him to chat.

"...Stay away from me." Han Lian said in disgust.

"Hahaha, no, I want to be next to you!" Lin Yunhao was triumphant.

……

Uncle Lin is really an interesting person.

Shen Zhiyu stood for a while, feeling that this was not a good time to say thanks, and decided in her heart to find a chance next time, then turned and left.

After the ceremony, in the next half a month, most of the foreign monks in the sect left one after another, but the strange thing is that people from the top ten sects stayed.

However, the task of the disciples preparing for the grand ceremony was already over, but due to the stay of the top ten sects, the task period was extended again.

However, the rewards for the task have been paid out, which is very generous, and their hard work for the past six months is worth it.

They were also given a jade card, which could be used to ask the ancestors of the Jindan stage in the general affairs hall, and lead them to do tasks. The deacon uncle suggested that they should go to retreat after they practice Qi and build a foundation.

The mission period was extended, and Shen Zhiyu and other disciples continued to patrol and monitor the places where foreign guests lived.

On this day, after Shen Zhiyu's shift was over, she came to Guiyun Courtyard where Qingxu Palace was located, and was going to ask to see Uncle Han Lian to thank him.

As a result, when they came to the door, they found a circle of low-level qi-training monks around them, wearing the costumes of the disciples of the Xuanji Sword Sect's Heaven and Earth Academy, who were below the fifth level of qi-training, and most of them were children.

There was a faint sound of fighting in the crowd, and the surrounding disciples all clenched their fists with expressions of resentment.

Generally, in other monks' territories, try not to use divine sense to detect, otherwise it will be regarded as an offense and easy to cause trouble, so Shen Zhiyu doesn't know what happened inside?

"what happened?"

Having habitually taken over these things these days, Shen Zhiyu stepped forward and asked.

She was still wearing the clothes she wore when she was on duty, and when the circle of low-level qi practitioners around her saw her, their faces split apart excitedly as if they had a backbone.

Shen Zhiyu saw the situation inside clearly at once, and her face became gloomy immediately.

Among the crowd, several disciples of Xuanji were lying in a haphazard manner, and in the middle there were several disciples piled up like arhats, and a disciple of Qingxu Palace was stepping on them.There are still a few Qingxu Palace disciples watching the excitement.

He has the eighth level of qi training on his body, and his face is full of arrogance and complacency. He is waving a whip in his hand and whipping it towards a girl who has no cultivation level.

Shen Zhiyu stepped forward a few steps, grabbed the whip, and pulled it with the momentum, a dark force pulled the disciple staggering a few steps, and threw him down on the open ground.

The disciples of Qingxu Palace who were watching the bustle around were stunned.

The disciple who was pulled down got up and shouted angrily: "Who?! Who doesn't have eyes and dares to attack me?"

Shen Zhiyu ignored him, but asked the disciples standing aside to carry the injured people down for treatment.

"Hey! I'm talking to you!" Seeing that she ignored her, the disciple strode forward boldly and stretched out his hand to push her.

With a flash of Shen Zhiyu's figure, she slapped him in the face, sending him flying backwards.

"Fuck, I'm dying of pain!" The disciple was lifted up on the ground, and when he reached out to touch it, it was covered in blood, and when he looked again, there were two knocked out teeth lying on the ground.

He pointed at her with resentment in his eyes, "Come here, arrest this little bitch, I will beat her to death!"

Shen Zhiyu looked coldly at the disciples of Qingxu Palace who surrounded her, and the good impression she had for Qingxu Palace fell to the bottom all of a sudden.

This is the only virtue for a disciple of the number one sect in Tianji?
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(End of this chapter)