Junior sister, she cultivates the way of life

She also put the remaining spiritual plant elixirs into her storage bag. She had a changed attitude towards Yu Wangshu, she was quite generous.

After leaving Yufu Island, Fu Zhu received a letter from the sect with a flying sword.

Sanqing ate the elixir like a jelly bean, pretending to be calm on the face, but actually he was very curious in his heart, who sent the letter to Fu Zhu?Such a long list.

And the talisman beads are taken very seriously!

She had secretly looked at her several times, but she didn't even notice.

Sanqing cleared his throat and made a mature gesture, "Fu Zhu, what does the Fei Jian Chuan Shu say?"

The girl smiled, and a layer of embarrassment quickly appeared on Sanqing's face. He quickly walked forward and poked the ground with his green bamboo stick to vent his anger.

Fu Zhu must have been laughing at her just now!unacceptable!

When she comes to talk to him later, he must hold on and ignore her.

"I really don't want to know what it said?" Fu Zhu was behind, following unhurriedly.

She didn't want to say a word and couldn't say it clearly, so Sanqing held her breath and didn't answer.She thinks, but she doesn't say.

She also has backbone!
But Fu Zhu still told her, "The Immortal Sect Competition was held at Zhaoying Mountain, and Yuosu asked me if I would go back." In fact, many of the above mentioned words and Mi Tuo's concise concerns are daily trivial matters, so there is no need to go into detail. explain.

When Fu Zhu saw this flying sword passing the message, he realized it later and felt as if time had flown by.

It has been almost three years since the last Immortal Sect Competition, the Trial Dao Conference.

Originally, the Immortal Sect Competition was supposed to be held at Zhaoying Mountain, and it was still more than a year before the start time. Due to the Sword Tomb, it was moved forward, and the location was changed to Taixuan Sword Sect.

The trial meeting ended, and the Immortal Sect Competition returned to normal.

However, this year’s time is set to be winter, so it’s still early.

Sanqing asked: "Who is Yuesu?"

Fu Zhu explained patiently, "My senior sister's apprentice, please call me little senior uncle."

"Oh, I understand." Sanqing said smartly, "Based on seniority, he is your nephew."

"Yeah, that's right." Fu Zhu nodded.

Sanqing chased and asked: "Then what is the Immortal Sect Competition?"

There was curiosity in her eyes, she really didn't understand any of this, and she completely forgot who had just sworn in her heart to ignore Fu Zhu.

"Well... the Immortal Sect Competition is where various sects send their disciples to compare themselves and compete for rankings." Fu Zhu thought this way.

When Sanqing heard this, he rolled his eyes and his aura reappeared, "Fu Zhu, if you go and participate, you will definitely get the first place!"

"Let's go back to Zhaoying Mountain now!" At this time, her memory got better and she still remembered the name of Zhaoying Mountain.

Fu Zhu refused, "No. Go to the Whispering Realm first and release the contract."

Sanqing pulled the hilt of the sword around Fu Zhu's waist and shook it, "What if I go to the Whispering Realm and miss it?"

Fu Zhu didn't even think about it and said, "If you miss it, just miss it. This matter is not as important as breaking the contract."

She suddenly smiled and raised her eyebrows lightly, "And I have already won the first place. I will not participate this year." Always leave some opportunities for others.

"If you have been to the Whispering Realm, the Immortal Gate Competition is not over yet, I will take you to Zhaoying Mountain to watch the battle."

Only then did Sanqing smile.

She waved her green bamboo stick to open a path ahead, with inexhaustible energy.

But the Whirlpool World is not that easy to find. I went on for several days without getting anything.

This place is not on the map.

The world of whirling was not found, but Sanqing found many monsters and ghosts.

When he was in Suyin Kingdom, there was a charming demon who ran into the palace and became the queen. It made the whole royal city restless and was killed by Sanqing with one sword.

When crossing the Chlorophytum River, several white bones appeared in the bend of the river. Sanqing dived into the river, captured the river demon, and asked him to kowtow to the bones to admit his mistake. The river demon was timid, and Sanqing pointed east, but he did not dare to go west, so he completed the three tasks tremblingly. After Qing explained everything, he thought that the little girl would let him go for the sake of his correct attitude. In the end, he was roasted dry by Sanqing and turned into a catfish.

When Sanqing had nothing to do, she used her hiking pole more often than the dagger Yu Wangshu gave her. "Fu Zhu, do you think I look like a swordsman who travels all over the world for justice?" Sanqing turned around, revealing his outfit.

He has a sword hanging on his waist, a straw hat on his head, and a dog's tail grass in his mouth.

She made a posture that she considered chic, her head drooped slightly, hidden under the straw hat, and her hand rested on the scabbard.

Rune beads: "..."

He said perfunctorily: "Perfect."

Sanqing held up the brim of his straw hat and said happily, "I found that slaying demons is really interesting."

Her eyebrows were flying and she was elated.

The next moment, his two eyebrows came together with a solemn expression. He put a finger to his mouth and made a "shush" sound, signaling Fu Zhu to be quiet.

Fu Zhu was originally very quiet, but after being disturbed by San Qing, he noticed something unusual at this moment.

The two people, one big and one small, squatted down in unison, covered up their breaths, and hid in the grass.

The sound of sobs is faint and faint.

Sanqing looked out through the gap in the young grass.

A woman with a thin figure in white clothes and a hairpin came in with a bamboo basket in her hand.The bamboo basket was covered with a piece of cloth, so it was not clear what was inside.

This slim woman was dressed in white clothes that were too plain, and her long hair was not tied down, hanging loosely down to her buttocks.

Fu Zhu also wears white clothes, but they are completely different from hers.

The white clothes of Fu Zhu are like snow and apricot. Even if they are both plain white, they give people a clean feeling.And this woman's white clothes were pale, deathly white, making her lose all her vitality.

No, she was not human in the first place, she had no spirit.

The woman stood in front of a bunch of weeds and blew on them. The weeds were pushed aside to reveal a small earthen bag with an orchid growing on it.

The woman in white, or rather a female ghost in white, was sitting on her knees in front of the grave, crying so hard that she felt very resentful.

Sanqing asked Fu Zhu with his thoughts: "Isn't she a female ghost? Why is she crying so sadly? I can't bear to kill her later."

Fu Zhu also replied with his thoughts: "Female ghosts were also human beings when they were alive. It shouldn't be surprising that they can cry."

"Don't draw your sword yet. Since he is a ghost, he should be reincarnated. It's a bit pitiful to kill him like this."

Sanqing nodded subconsciously in response.

The straw hat on her head fell into the haystack with a rustling sound.

The female ghost was shocked and said: "Who?"

"Don't play tricks!"

Now that she was discovered, Sanqing no longer planned to hide. She jumped out of the haystack, put her hands on her hips and said, "You are a ghost yourself, why do you still say that others are pretending to be ghosts?"

The female ghost was unable to refute for a moment.

The little girl in black is right.

No, the female ghost was suddenly even more shocked, "You, you, you, can you see me?"

Sanqing pouted, spit out the dog's tail grass from his mouth, and said with a profound look on his face: "I am a swordsman, I am just a brat, what can't I see?"

A flash of confusion flashed in the female ghost's eyes. Is there any connection between the swordsman and the ability to see ghosts?

The grass rustled, and another beautiful girl emerged, wearing a long crow-green dress and two swords at her waist.

The female ghost asked subconsciously: "Are you also a swordsman?"

The girl in the crow-blue dress patted the weeds on her skirt, straightened up, and denied with a smile, "No."

"I am a sword cultivator."

San Qing looked over. Aren't swordsmen and sword cultivators different?