The atmosphere in your world of cultivating immortals is not right.

Chapter 110
The fire energy in the fairyland disappeared quickly for some reason, the weather turned cooler, and the number of damselflies by the lake gradually decreased.

Beside the Muyang Pond, where microwaves appeared under the setting sun, there were only a few clinging to each other, tapping the water surface and laying eggs.

This little insect originally lived in spring and autumn in the mortal world, but when it came to this fairyland, it adapted to the unpredictable changes of the seasons and evolved some kind of special talent, able to predict changes in spiritual energy and zodiac signs in advance.

On the east side of Muyang Pool, there is no white stone edge, so there is a lush growth of Jia Jia, which is swaying low in the wind.

Qiu Yunqing picked up a stone by the lake and applied gentle force. The stone suddenly cracked and fell into pieces, turning into a uniform piece of stone.

call out--

She flicked towards the lake in the distance, and the stones shot out, splashing onto the lake with dozens of splashes!Finally he fell into the water with a splash.

A sigh sounded.

She missed and didn't bounce all the way across the lake.

Holding his chin, Qiu Yunqing stared at the reflection of the red sun.Three days have passed since the battle on Tianjian Peak.

"It really feels like I'm in a dream. Tong Fantian... Mr. Qin, why do you think my senior brother gave this name?"

【Um……】

Qin Yu fell into a brief thought, and then spoke violently:
[Do you want to kill all the monks in the world and leave only mortals? 】

"how is this possible."

Qiu Yunqing shook her head, but she could not imagine the profound meaning of Wu You's name for the organization he had just established.

On the third day, the seven leaders who had been running rampant in the sect for many years should have walked the road to hell and drank all the Meng Po soup... Senior brother was severely punished for this.

——Face the wall and think for three months.

What?Too light?
No, no, no, the reason why Wu You was punished... was not to kill his fellow disciples.

The crimes committed by Fu Yu and others have long been dug up by Wu You. Just bringing the matter of killing fellow sect members to the surface on multiple occasions is enough to remove several people from the sect.

Take another look at Wu You’s cultivation...

Damn it? !This, this, this! ! !
Who said just now that those bastards are my Jingtian Sect disciples!Those are the villains who have sneaked into my sect (very angry)!As for thinking about his faults, Wu You had to be punished symbolically for his unauthorized actions this time.

【but……】

In his spiritual thoughts, Qin Yu suddenly spoke out.

[He is somewhat measured and did not ask you, young master, to participate in this matter. 】

"Um……"

Qiu Yunqing paused, lowered his eyes and whispered in agreement.

Wu You had already announced the establishment of Tong Fantian to his fellow sect members on Tianjian Peak and introduced Chu Xuanyi into the public eye, but he never mentioned letting Qiu Yunqing join from the beginning to the end.

Even though the two were close friends, even though Qiu Yunqing was the first to know about his plans.

In Qiu Yunqing's eyes, the water surface reflected the red clouds under the setting sun and shimmered with light and shadow.She felt a little empty in her heart because Wu You didn't reach out to her.

But I feel powerless
——Even if Wu You makes a request, it is impossible for her to agree. She has a troubled past and a blood feud, and a heavy burden is weighing on her shoulders. She cannot stay here forever...

It was probably because he saw this that Wu You deliberately did not involve her.

Qiu Yunqing picked up another stone and threw it towards the lake.

"thump."

Under the setting sun, the water waves slowly spread out.

……

Qingming Sword Sect.

The holy land in the eyes of all sword cultivators, there is another way to write these four words: sword cultivator orthodoxy!

There is an old saying in the world of immortality that Qingming is the best in swordsmanship in the world. Although this statement is a bit exaggerated, it is enough to make people intuitively feel the reputation of Sword Sect in the world of immortality.

There are also rumors that if the strength of sword cultivators in the world were ranked, [-]% of the top [-] would be sword sect cultivators.

Whether it’s true or false will be discussed later.Although they are not in the Zhongzhou Immortal Domain, in terms of status, the Qingming Sword Sect is not inferior to the Zhongzhou Sect. If the sect's foundation and some things left over from the previous era were not unable to be moved, they would have moved long ago.

hum-

Low spiritual energy waves shook, and the huge immortal boat broke through the clouds and descended, slowly passing through the sect's formation.

On the deck, Fang Shaohong stood two steps behind Ao Pingfeng, watching everything in the Qingming Sword Sect:
The peaks here are much steeper than those of Jingtian Sect.

Jingtian Sect has mountains with rapid and gentle slopes, long lakes, low hills, dense forests and deep valleys corresponding to each other. Everything is just right.And here... everything is dangerous and precipitous.

It was as if the peerless swordsmen from ancient times had fought fiercely here, creating countless deep valleys and dangerous peaks, and even the entire Sword Sect area was shrouded in a faint sense of sharpness.

"!!!"

Fang Shaohong suddenly felt locked by a strong sword intent. His hand was instantly pressed on the hilt of the sword, and the sharp blade was already half an inch out of its sheath.

"Don't panic."

A gentle voice reached my ears.

Ao Pingfeng did not turn around and spoke to her: "The sword sect's sect-protecting formation is based on the immortal sword. It is normal to feel the sword's intention when passing by. Once the immortal boat completely passes through the formation, everything will be fine. "

"Ah."

Fang Shaohong nodded in agreement, suppressing his desire to fight back, and took his hand away from the hilt of the sword.

……

When the fairy boat stopped and leaned against a dangerous peak, Ao Pingfeng and Fang Shaohong walked off one after another.

There were several swordsmen around who walked off the immortal boat together, and some people were waiting quietly on the peak. However, these swordsmen all had one thing in common: they all had straight faces, and there was a strong sense of pride in their eyebrows. .

It's quite a bit like looking at people through their nostrils.

Some even whispered without hesitation:
"Why do everyone come to my Sword Sect to beg..."

"With that little talent, everyone either wants to understand the meaning of the sword or wants the spiritual sword to recognize its master. I really don't know how much I weigh..."

The breath of contempt came with the wind.

Fang Shaohong frowned slightly, a true swordsman would move forward with pride, he didn't need anyone's respect, and he didn't care about anyone's contempt.

She originally thought that the disciples of the Sword Sect would allow her to feel the same kind of feelings, but...obviously not.

Pride and arrogance are not the same thing.

As for Ao Pingfeng, he had no reaction at all to these words, not at all, he didn't blink his eyelids, and even maintained a gentle smile.

What does it mean to be a mature adult? (lean back)

He tilted his head and said to Fang Shaohong:
"First come with me to pay a visit to the visiting elder of the Sword Sect. I will inform you of your intention, and I will also arrange for you to understand the sword mark."

"Yes, uncle."

Ao Pingfeng led the way. Fang Shaohong had just taken two steps when a hazy figure turned toward her and lightly bumped into her shoulder as he walked past.

"?!"

Fang Shaohong suddenly realized it after completely missing the figure. He immediately stood still and looked sideways behind him——

The breeze stirred up fallen leaves.

There is nothing there.

But she clearly felt that she had encountered something, and even the other person's thoughts aroused her sword intention.

Ao Pingfeng had also stopped and looked at Fang Shaohong with some confusion on his face. This nephew of his had always been worry-free.

"what happened?"

"It seems like... I bumped into someone?"

(End of this chapter)