Ms. High Risk Occupation

Chapter 7 Sword, Broken
With a bang, one person and one sword were immediately chopped and fell to the ground.

A gust of wind passed, and the bristling strands of hair fluttered in the wind. Ning Zhao, who had been chopped off, scorched on the outside and tender on the inside, rolled and got up from the ground, silently pointing his middle finger to the streamer on the ground.

Your uncle!

let you land you don't listen!
The natural phenomenon naturally alarmed the entire Spirit Sword Sect.

All the fellow disciples on the big hills and small hills poked their heads out, wanting to see which fellow Taoist was crossing the catastrophe.

"Just now it seems that a lightning strike hit Qingya Mountain? Could it be that the head has crossed the tribulation again?"

"No way, I remember... I remember that last year, the head of the sect just passed through the Thunder Tribulation of the Great Perfection in the Transformation Stage. Now it should be the early stage of fusion. If it is advanced, it should also be in the middle stage of fusion. It seems that the small stage of advancement is not It caused thunder..."

"That's not sure... Maybe after a year, the head directly passed the middle stage of the fusion and reached the late stage of the fusion hahahahaha..." He himself felt outrageous while talking, and couldn't help laughing.The head of the sect is indeed very talented, but within a year from the early stage of the fusion to the late stage of the fusion, this kind of cultivation speed is really too scary, and I dare not even think about it.

"Oh, maybe it's those powerful people who came to ascend the immortal gate in the past two days. You know, they might not have left yet!"

"That's right, but I remember that the other four sect masters only crossed the catastrophe and became the Great Consummation of the God Transformation Stage two years ago. If it's really the Heavenly Tribulation of the Fusion Stage, it wouldn't be so small, right?"

"I remember that in the early stages of the Dzogchen Crossing and Fusion of the Master Transformation Stage, there were seven or seven 49 thunderstorms. That scene was really spectacular!"

"That's not it, that's not it, who exactly caused the catastrophe?"

Just when everyone was discussing and studying what happened to Tianlei.The ashen-faced and black-smoky Ning Zhao stretched out a hand from the pit, and calmly performed a dust-removing tactic on himself.

Ning Yan led a few disciples just passing by this meditation platform, saw a big hole in the ground, and was about to go forward to check the situation.

"Hey, there seems to be someone there?"

"Senior Sister Ning!??"

"Azhao?"

Five heads protruded from the big pit at the same time, looking at Ning Zhao whose hair was a little messy, they were all stunned, and then continued: "Senior Sister/Azhao, what's wrong with you..."

Ning Zhao coughed lightly, and said in a very calm tone, "Oh, it's okay, I just happened to be struck by lightning."

"Be struck by lightning?"

"what happened?"

Ning Yan glanced at Ning Zhao for nothing serious, then asked aloud, "Azhao...that's all right, why did the thunder suddenly land on you?"

Ning Zhao finally managed to control his tone, not letting himself point at Liu Guang on the ground and yell.After thinking about it, she decided to omit some content about her inability to control Liu Guang.

"I was flying with the sword, and I happened to be struck by lightning."

The five people on the big pit were all startled, Lei Tian Yujian flies without lightning protection magic weapon?

This... How could Senior Sister Ning make such a mistake?
Ning Yan frowned, with a slightly puzzled expression on his face, "Azhao, I remember...you seem to have a magic weapon for lightning protection."

The corners of Ning Zhao's mouth twitched. She wanted to avoid lightning in an emergency, but the broken light didn't give her a chance to react!

"I lost contact with Liuguang." Yes, broken Liuguang didn't listen to me at all, I let it go east and it insisted on going west, hurry up, let me change it!
Ning Yan was shocked again, Saber lost contact?He remembered that Liu Guang was the saber chosen by Ning Zhao himself. Although she was not suitable for her without intelligence, she never changed it.Why did you suddenly lose contact?
"how so!"

Ning Zhao looked at the few people on the big pit who kept probing their brains and asking questions, and felt very tired.She raised her neck and talked to them for so long, her neck hurts!Let's think of a way to go up first.

Without changing his face, Ning Zhao took out his old friend's frisbee from his storage bag and threw it into the air. He calmly stepped on the frisbee and flew out of the big pit, landing in front of Ning Yan and the others.

"I don't know why..."

When Ning Yan and the others saw Ning Zhao's movements, the corners of their eyes couldn't help twitching. A beautiful female disciple flying on the imperial disk seemed strange no matter how you looked at it.

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent.

"And..." What's the matter?
Before Ning Zhao finished speaking, Ning Yan interrupted, "What about Liu Guang? Did he lose contact because of his spiritual wisdom?"

Ning Zhao pointed to the big pit, "Liuguang is inside."

Ning Yan and the others choked again, no, you don't want your own saber so easily?
Ning Yan didn't speak, and flew into the pit, reaching out his hand to hold Liu Guang's sword hilt, he wanted to feel whether Liu Guang had developed spiritual wisdom.

While he was raising the hilt of his sword, something unexpected happened.

With a snap, the Flowing Light Sword was neatly cut off from the middle, and the sharp end almost hit Ning Yan's foot.

Now he doesn't need to feel spiritual wisdom, even if he has spiritual wisdom, he would have already raised his braids.

Ning Yan packed up the wreckage of the two streamer swords, stepped on the sabers and flew back to the ground.

He handed the two pieces of wreckage to Ning Zhao.

Ning Zhao took it and said coldly: "If there is nothing else, I will leave first."

Ning Yan moved his lips and didn't speak, so Ning Zhao ignored him and wobbled on the Frisbee towards Xiaozhufeng by himself.

Ning Yan looked at Ning Zhaoyuan's figure, feeling a little annoyed.He actually wanted to tell Ning Zhao that if necessary, he would go to the Sword Tomb to find a sword for her.Later, I thought about it, my younger sister never liked to trouble others, so she would never agree to accept it.

……

Xiaozhufeng, in a small wooden house.

Chu Yu was sitting on the bed meditating, cold sweat streaming down his face from time to time, his complexion was pale and sick, and he looked very painful.

From time to time, a wave of spiritual power invisible to others poured into his dantian. With the influx of spiritual power, purple-black thunder and lightning gradually appeared in the sky, and one of them was about to strike the small bamboo peak.

After recuperating for a long time, he finally calmed down the spiritual power that was constantly scurrying in his body.

The thunderbolt also rushed towards Qingya Mountain, as if there was someone there who could attract its attention more than Chu Yu.

Chu Yu didn't know what was happening above his head.

"Junior Brother, Junior Brother!"

Ning Zhao stood outside and knocked on his closed door.

Chu Yu stood up from the bed, went to the door and pulled the plug, and looked at Ning Zhao with messy hair outside the door with a puzzled expression.

Ning Zhao took out Liu Guang, which was broken into two pieces, from the storage bag.

Chu Yu took a look at the object that was completely pitch black and couldn't see the original shape, and couldn't help wondering: "What is this?"

"The sword is broken." Ning Zhao pursed his lips, with "loss" written all over his face.Hohohoho, this disobedient Liu Guangjian is gone, so can she take away the golden finger of the hero and heroine!
The more Ning Zhao thought about it, the more excited he became, "Let's go to the Sword Tomb to choose a sword together in two days, and then you can choose one that has a sword spirit and is even more powerful."

"The swords in the sword mound should like you very much. With such a high talent, they must be vying to recognize the master."

Chu Yu was not as happy as Ning Zhao imagined, but shook his head slightly.

"I have a sword."

(End of this chapter)