While others are serious about cultivating immortality, I will send their idiots to heaven.

Chapter 21, Zhao Muyang, you are despicable!

More than eight hundred and sixty years of waiting, just for the vague and rootless future that Lord Linglong said.

How can the bitterness and bitterness be explained and summarized in just a few sentences?
  Looking at Shen Jiao, who was crying so hard that she couldn't help herself, and Ye Lin, who was standing behind Shen Jiao and watching her silently, with his pale golden eyes full of distress and love.

Song Zhi was heartbroken, and his sense of responsibility to the Lingxian Sect soared to its peak at this moment.

Perhaps the master of the two swords waiting for him should have been the original owner of her body.

But this doesn't matter.

As long as she is still in this body for one day, she will be the Song Zhi that the Lingxian Sect is waiting for.

She will take on the responsibility of protecting the Lingxian Sect until she is no longer in the world of cultivation.

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  "Sister Jiaojiao, please stop crying. Your crying will break my heart."

"I understand how you feel. I swear that I will work hard to practice in the future and improve my cultivation as soon as possible so that the souls of you and Senior Ye Lin can be solidified and the time in this world can be extended."

Song Zhi spoke so passionately that he couldn't help but step forward and hold Shen Jiao's cat tightly, and then attracted some cold and ruthless eyes from Ye Lin.

She resisted the thrill of numbness in her scalp and let go of Shen Jiao's hand without changing her expression, the smile on her lips was awkward and speechless.

Fortunately, her few words successfully coaxed Shen Jiao, the beauty in palace clothes from sobbing softly, to stop her tears.

Even so, Song Zhi, the sword master, was still classified as a junior with no eyes by the sword spirit Ye Lin. Her eyes were not eyes and her nose was not a nose.

"Your senior brother has been released from seclusion."

"You talk to him, I'll take Jiaojiao back to the sword to calm down."

Staring at Song Zhi coldly, Ye Lin waved his sleeves and robe, and his and Shen Jiao's figures disappeared from the spot.

When Zhao Muyang, who received the summons from his master and left the customs in advance, flew over with his sword crookedly, Song Zhi was the only one he saw.

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  "Hey, little junior sister, didn't Master say that our Lingxian Sect's Zhen Sect Divine Sword has successfully recognized its owner, and the dual sword spirits have appeared in the world?"

"Why haven't you seen my gentle, beautiful, and highly cultivated Sword Spirit senior?"

In the dense forest inside the sect with no village in front and no store behind, Zhao Muyang pressed down the tip of his sword and stood beside Song Zhi, looking left and right.

He kept asking about the sword spirit, but his clear eyes kept glancing at Song Zhi.

The more he looked at it, the redder his fair and delicate face became.

Just then, there was a click.

A paper booklet suddenly fell out of Zhao Muyang's arms and landed at Song Zhi's feet.

Song Zhi turned his head and glanced at Zhao Muyang inexplicably, then bent down and reached for the booklet.

Seeing this, the young Dan Xiu, who kept his youthful face, suddenly let out a sharp blast from his mouth.

"No, no! Zhizhi, don't pick it up!"

"Junior sister, please don't look! Help!"

Seeing that Song Zhi turned a deaf ear, he had already picked up the booklet.

Zhao Muyang was so anxious that he stretched out his long arms, trying to snatch the food from Song Zhi's hand.

Song Zhi couldn't bear to be disturbed, and with a finger, he fixed the alchemy cultivator who had just entered the foundation building stage in place.

Under Dan Xiu's heartbroken gaze, she reached out and opened the book in her hand.

""Collection of Small Talks in the Cultivation World", Part One, "The Cold Master Falls in Love with Me"?"

"The second part, "The Secrets of Dual Cultivation that Junior Sister Qingmei and I Have to Tell"?!"

"The third part, "After being treated unfairly by Lu, I formed a bond with a true, kind and beautiful woman"???"

"The fourth part, "Shock! The Holy Maiden of the Demon Realm actually cried and begged me to take responsibility"..."

At the back of the booklet, there are other romance novels with various titles and content, such as a domineering demon king doting on a weak husband, a story about xx City Lord Sheng Ai Dan’s adopted son-in-law, and many other titles and content.

Some of them are domineering, ruthless, or have advanced cultivation and rich financial resources, or some are curious about status and have a strong position. The protagonists are all female cultivators. The other protagonist, who is loved forcefully, doted on to death, and ignored without thinking, is a male alchemist with low cultivation level, a delicate appearance and a kind and weak nature.

Ah.

Zhao Muyang, you damn old man, you are so despicable!
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  "Dear Sixth Senior Brother, you are playing so wildly, do you think our Master knows?"

Case solved.

She asked why Zhao Muyang's face turned red as soon as he saw her, as if he were a young man in love with his child.

Dare to fall in love with this future villain in front of you, damn, Chun Chun is such a love-minded guy with a rippling nature!
  As long as she is a beautiful female nun who treats him well and gives him a good face.

Zhao Laolu can use his imagination to think of people as his future partners, and then he can attack them by himself, and love them to the point of death.

good very good.

Zhao Muyang, you succeeded in humiliating me! !
  Song Zhi took the page that read "Cold Master Falls in Love with Me" and slapped Zhao Muyang on the face.

She changed her mind. She would rather feed her loyalty to the dogs than waste it on Zhao Muyang, a disciple of the Lingxian Sect.

She must have been blinded by a ghost before, otherwise, how could she choose Zhao Laolu as her ally to cause trouble?

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  "Junior sister, Zhizhi, listen to my explanation!"

"Things are not what you think. It's a misunderstanding. This book is just a misunderstanding!"

"This is a mortal story, not from the world of cultivation. There is no such thing in the world of cultivation."

"I didn't buy this either. The short story in the book was written by me. I made it up and sold it to a bookstore in the mortal world for money!"

"I swear, I, Zhao Muyang, have absolutely no thoughts about my master, Lord Linglong, beyond the relationship between master and disciple."

"Little Junior Sister, I, I have absolutely no other thoughts now..."

Zhao Muyang held up four fingers and swore to the sky with a mournful face, feeling as uncomfortable as five thunders hitting his head.

Ouch, I can’t figure it out.

Why did the pamphlet he put in his storage bag fall out of his arms and fall right in front of the new junior sister?
  Zhao Muyang was the first to not believe it if no one was responsible!

But who is causing the trouble?

It's definitely not the junior sister. The junior sister wanted to tease him and she had done it a long time ago.

Could it be that there are other, higher-level beings around them? ?

The more Zhao Muyang thought about it, the more frightened he became. He couldn't help but lower his four fingers that he swore to God and pinched Song Zhi's sleeves instead.

While scanning the surroundings vigilantly, he moved his lips slightly and whispered to Song Zhi, "Junior sister, your cultivation level is higher than mine. Take a look. Are there anyone else around this dense forest?"

"I think the smell here is not normal!"

Looking at the suspicious new senior brother Zhao Muyang, Song Zhi twitched the corners of his mouth and held back his words, not daring to tell him.

The person who threw the book to the ground and scared him so much that he screamed was actually Ye Lin, the male sword spirit with two swords.

Well, it was probably the first words Zhao Muyang said that made Ye Lin jealous.

His possessiveness towards Shen Jiao has developed to the point where other male cultivators will explode if he mentions her even more. He is simply obsessed with Shen Jiao.

"Zhao Muyang, you are not allowed to write such bad books in the future that poison the minds of mortals."

"I'll confiscate the book first."

"Due to the fate cultivated in the past life, in this life you and I will worship the same master and become brothers and sisters. Here, take it. This is a meeting gift from me, my little junior sister, to you."

"Two hundred thousand medium-grade spiritual stones are enough for your daily expenses. The marrow-cleansing pill inside is a ninth-grade pill."

"You should take your time and work on your own, put your mind on the right path, practice more to improve your cultivation level, refine more elixirs to improve your alchemy skills, and have less dreams of getting rich by relying on female cultivators and living off female cultivators."

"As a high-level female cultivator, I can tell you the truth. I don't want someone like you, Zhao Laolu, who wants face but no face, a figure but no figure, and only has strengths and weaknesses. If you give it to me for free, I don't want it."

(End of this chapter)