Junior sister, she cultivates the way of life

Chapter 36
"Geniuses in the world don't have to be people who are familiar with you, and they don't have to be people from our Taixuan Sword Sect."

Jin Shuangshuang opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

She vaguely understood Zhao Zhiying's words, but she was still unwilling in her heart.

That girl from the Sword Sect, who formed alchemy at fifteen and defeated the enemy with two swords, has such a talent that even Uncle Zhao can't match.

In Jin Shuangshuang's mind, in terms of talent, the entire Queyue Mountain, Zhao Zhiying, was number one, her brother was second, and the two most important people to her were all inferior to a little-known disciple of the Sword Sect. This was the saddest thing for her.

No matter what, she couldn't like Fuzhu from the bottom of her heart.

Jin Mingyun knew that his younger sister had always been very close to Zhao Zhiying, so he could listen to his words, and saw that although she had a gloomy look on her face, she understood, so she didn't say anything else.

On the other side, the disciples of Zhaoying Mountain Lianxing Sword Sect are still discussing the victory of the match just now.

The girl with the shadow of the bow on her waist tugged at the sleeve of an old man with frosty hair, swaying from side to side coquettishly, "I'm going to Jianzong to learn swordsmanship, Grandpa Meng, just promise me!"

The old man was tempered by her, but his face was still very kind, "Susu, you are the next head of the Lianxing Sword Sect. Going to the Sword Sect to learn swords is against the rules. Is our Zhaoyingshan's swordsmanship so bad?"

The girl let go of her sleeves in dissatisfaction, curled her lips, and said, "Rules are dead, but people are alive, so they can't be changed!"

Although Lian Xing Jianzong's swordsmanship is also very powerful, it is obvious that his sword sect is even stronger!

As if thinking of something, her eyes lit up, and she said happily, "Since I'm the next head, it's fine if I cancel this rule?"

"Yusu! Are there any more rules? Don't bother you, Grandpa Meng, sit in the back." An angry voice sounded, making Yue Su tremble with fright.

She turned her head to look at her own father, her face was gloomy, as if she was about to get angry.Reluctantly, he moved his steps and stepped back.

Suddenly there was a hand holding her down, Yue Su raised his eyes, and met the old man's kind eyes, "Just sit here and talk to Grandpa Meng."

He turned his head again and said to the people behind him, "Don't be so cruel to the child, what's the matter, just talk."

"Yes, Uncle Meng." The head of Lian Xing Sword Sect said respectfully, glanced out of the corner of the eye, and warned Yue Su not to make trouble for no reason.

With the amulet of Grandpa Meng, Yue Su is not afraid of his own father's warning.

The old man had a kind face, and he looked like a fairy. He asked Yue Su softly, "Why do you want to go to Jianzong to learn swords?"

"If you think Jianzong's swordsmanship is powerful just because you have seen two swords, then you should calm down and study Lianxing swordsmanship carefully, and you will find that it is actually very profound and mysterious. If you learn it well, it will be very powerful!"

But it's not all because of this reason that she wants to go to Jianzong to learn swordsmanship.

Yue Su hesitated for a while, but still said what was in his heart, "Grandpa Meng, actually, I want to take Fu Zhu as my teacher and learn swords from her."

It's just that the other party is only fifteen, the same age as her, which made Yue Su a little embarrassed, she almost bit her lower lip before she said these words.

The old man was slightly taken aback, "She is only at the Golden Core level, how can she be your master?"

Su Su is the apple of their eye and the future head of their Lianxing Sword Sect. She is born with sword bones, so she is worthy of taking a monk in the fitness state as her teacher.

On weekdays, the people in the sect who taught her how to practice swords are all sword immortals who have transformed into gods, so why bother to condescend to worship a golden elixir as a teacher?

Yue Su is very protective of the talisman. She said: "Grandpa Meng has practiced emptiness for 500 years, and Dad only became a god at the age of 15. He already has a golden core at the age of [-], and he is only a big difference from Dad. After a hundred years, he will already be a god. It is only a matter of snapping fingers to surpass the elders in the sect. Why can't you be my master?"

The old man was very relieved to see that the girl spoke clearly and logically.

Susu has grown up and has her own ideas.

Even he was a little shaken, yes, a 15-year-old Jindan stage, this kind of talent and speed of cultivation is simply terrifying.

He had also seen that girl's swordsmanship, and he couldn't find any faults.

On the way of swordsmanship, she can be said to be the best in the world. If Su Su can follow her, the swordsmanship may go further.

Seeing the shaken look on the old man's face, Yue Su said while the iron was hot, "Grandpa Meng, you have also seen that she also uses the lead sword technique, and her sword intent is more pure, which shows that her understanding of the way of swords is higher than others, doesn't it? As for the realm, the 15-year-old Jindan can't be found in the whole cultivation world, so what about Grandpa Meng?"

"The matter of apprenticeship is very involved, let's discuss it after returning to the sect." If Susu was an ordinary disciple, it would be easy.

But she is the next head of Lian Xing Jianzong, and she can't justify going to Jianzong to study.

There was something to be said about this, Yue Su smiled so happily that he bent his eyebrows, hugged the old man's arm and acted like a spoiled child, "Thank you, Grandpa Meng!"

"Don't be in a hurry to thank, whether you can go or not is another matter? The sword sect may not accept people from the Lianxing sword sect."

Yue Su didn't care too much, as long as Dad agreed, there would be no big problem.On Jianzong's side, it's a big deal that she stalks her. As the saying goes, where sincerity comes, gold and stone can be separated.

Fu Zhu didn't know about this, she came down to the stage after only half a cup of tea, and returned to the viewing platform.

Several senior brothers and sisters gathered around, saying "Junior sister is really powerful" and "Junior sister's two swords are too strong" in their mouths.

"Why don't you hide your strength, little junior sister? That Jin Mingyun is here to watch the battle." Du Zhou pointed in a direction, "See, the one next to him is Jin Mingyun."

Fu Zhu said helplessly: "Senior Brother Du, I know Jin Mingyun."

She met Jin Mingyun a few days ago.

Du Zhou scratched his hair and suddenly said, "That's right, the last page of the booklet I gave you is dedicated to drawing a portrait of Jin Mingyun."

Have it?How could she not remember seeing it.

As for why Fuzhu knew Jin Mingyun, it was because the brothers and sisters of the Zongmen practiced spells with Jin Mingyun's portrait after the last Immortal Competition.

During that time, wherever Fuzhu went, he could pick up a portrait that flew to the ground. I don’t know how many people stepped on it unintentionally but didn’t want to pick it up. After being reprimanded by the elders, Jianzong didn’t spread the portrait of Jin Mingyun again.

"It doesn't matter whether I hide my strength or not. Even if Jin Mingyun knows my strength, can he defeat me?" Fu Zhu asked with a smile.

Du Zhou said: "Junior Sister is right!"

Xu Shi's gaze here was a little too straightforward. Jin Mingyun noticed it, and his gaze swept over the square ring and landed on Fuzhu.

Eyes met, Fu Zhu raised his brows and greeted him.

Jin Mingyun nodded slightly, and quickly looked away.

"Brother, what were you looking at just now?" Jin Shuangshuang followed his gaze and looked around, except for the dark heads, there was nothing worthy of his brother's attention.

Jin Mingyun said: "I didn't see anything."

"Okay!" Jin Shuangshuang said obediently, and didn't choose to ask the bottom line.

　The collection is decreasing every day, so sad, (-ω`) (wipe away tears)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)