As a daughter, I am invincible in the fantasy world

Chapter 109 The turmoil in Jianchi, old friend!

"The Sword Washing Pond? Although it is guarded by people from the Nine Heavens Holy Land, they will give Xuantian Holy Land a face. Remember, don't go out and run around again. Just bring someone here this time. It won't be the same next time." Anze Tian said to An Yuluo.

Although he was slightly stunned by Ji Qingzhu's appearance, he turned around in just a moment. With his identity, he had the opportunity to compete for the Holy Son of the Holy Land. What kind of stunning female cultivator had he not seen? He fell in love with a random woman.

Ji Qingzhu was not angry when she heard that the man in purple had designated her as a "casual" person, because she also saw a person walking towards her.

I really think of my senior brother, who is here now.

"Elder brother, you are here too." Ji Qingzhu said hello to Yu Feng who was walking towards him.

"Junior sister is here too? Just in time, how about going to see the sword washing pool with senior brother." Yu Feng seemed to have heard what An Zetian said before, and there was something in his words.

When An Zetian saw Yu Feng, his eyes suddenly froze.

When he saw Ji Qingzhu, he didn't feel any danger, but when he saw Yu Feng, he had a vague hunch in his heart that this person's cultivation level was definitely not inferior to his own.

He has developed a special magical power in the Xuantian Holy Law, which allows him to accurately sense the degree of threat that others pose to him. Facing Yu Feng, An Zetian felt a sense of extreme danger in his heart!

He had only experienced this kind of existence from a few freaks in his own holy land.

"Who are you?" An Zetian turned sideways and asked Yu Feng.

"Five Elements Sect Yu Feng, what advice does this junior brother have?" Yu Feng started calling him junior brother. He didn't know if he was used to calling him junior brother or if he was doing this on purpose.

An Zetian obviously didn't expect someone to call him junior brother when meeting him. This was the first time he saw such a big-hearted person, and a fierce fighting spirit suddenly arose in his heart.

He wouldn't be offended by just a word of address, but he wanted to take this opportunity to spar with this person.

"Junior brother, please don't get angry. I have just gotten used to being called each other by my family. To be honest, I am already ninety and nine years old. I think it would not be too rude to come and give me a shout out." Yu Feng saw that this young man was full of aura and was ready to explode. , hurriedly explained to him.

An Zetian couldn't help being slightly stunned when he heard this.

The lifespan of monks in the Zifu realm is less than a thousand years. Generally speaking, they are between six hundred and eight hundred years old. If calculated as six or seven hundred years old, one hundred years old is exactly the most "youthful" years. However, for major sects, For true disciples, a hundred-year-old Zi Mansion at its peak can only be regarded as barely outstanding.

Before being a heavenly being, they were all ordinary people. True disciples are cultivated by the sect. Generally, they can break through the realm of Zifu at the age of thirty or forty. They reach full cultivation in the Purple Mansion at the age of Jiazi, and then they start preparing to attack the realm of heavenly beings.

And he broke through the Zifu realm before he was thirty, and reached the full cultivation of Zifu before he was forty. He had already begun to prepare to attack the realm of heaven and man. If he hadn't thought about gathering heroes from all over the cave sky ruins, he could fight with them. , he would not choose to come.

Now this man in plain robes says that he is ninety and nine, doesn't that mean that this man has been stuck in the Purple Mansion for nearly forty years?

An Zetian suddenly lost interest.

He is a genius, and his opponent must also be a genius, otherwise what is the point of a duel.

It's boring to find a hundred-year-old "old man" to fight. It's really boring.

An Yuluo was worried that his eldest cousin would make another mistake of finding someone to fight with. Fortunately, the fighting spirit disappeared for no apparent reason, otherwise he would have been in trouble.

"It's good to be older."

When Yu Feng saw An Zetian's fighting spirit dissipated, he still had a plain smile on his face, as if he had expected this, hiding his merit and fame.

More than sixty years ago, when he was younger than this young man, he was also full of thoughts about fighting and fighting for power and fame. Looking back now, he was really young and frivolous.

The atmosphere seemed awkward for some reason.

Ji Qingzhu seemed to have guessed the inner thoughts of some senior brothers, and smiled at him and said: "Senior brother, this senior brother An Zetian said earlier that he would take me and junior sister An to the sword washing pool, how about we go together?"

"Yes, yes, cousin, just go with us." An Yuluo also ran over and took An Zetian's hand and said.

"Call me Senior Brother!" An Zetian first corrected the mistake sternly, and then agreed with some helplessness.

I hope that among the people coming to the Nine Heavens Holy Land this time, the rumored swordsman has arrived, otherwise this trip will be really boring. I found a few true disciples of the sect to fight. They are not my opponents at all, which is extremely boring.

Four people and two pairs of brothers and sisters climbed the mountain together.

This mountain range stretches for thousands of miles, and many peaks are in the shape of various utensils. The peak at the foot of Ji Qingzhu is like a giant sword thrust into the sky upside down.

However, during the monster war hundreds of thousands of years ago, the top of the Giant Sword Peak was torn apart. Fortunately, the sword washing pool was located on the mountainside, otherwise they would not have been able to see this treasure.

Before he even saw the sword-washing pool, Ji Qingzhu could already feel the sharp golden aura coming from the surrounding heaven and earth. It was as if the breeze around him was getting sharper, and he felt a stinging sensation on his face.

Near the mountainside, there is no grass growing, and the cliff is as smooth as a mirror. When you climb the mountainside valley, you will see two monks carrying long swords standing in front of a mountain crevice, as if they are guarding some pass.

"Stop, there is a sword washing pool inside, non-sword cultivators are not allowed to enter!" one of them said coldly.

"This is a relic of the Shenhuo Sect, and it does not belong to your Nine Heavens Holy Land. Why should you stop us?" An Yuluo was the first to stand up and ask unconvinced.

Seeing someone coming forward, some monks nearby also became active. It was obvious that the identities and strengths of these four people were extraordinary. Maybe they could deal with the gatekeepers of Jiuxiao Holy Land, and he could also take the opportunity to sneak in and hunt for treasures?

Soon dozens of monks gathered around. These people were all driven away by the disciples of Jiuxiao Holy Land and were unwilling to leave. At this moment, they were preparing to use Ji Qingzhu and four others to come again to force the people of Jiuxiao Holy Land to let them in.

"I didn't say no one was allowed to enter, but they must be sword cultivators. Other monks should not go in and pollute the sword washing pool." Another Jiuxiao sword cultivator said in the same cold voice.

The two people had extremely tough attitudes, but when they saw Queen Anze behind them, their expressions changed slightly.

"Then I want to go in, and you want to stop me?" An Zetian said very domineeringly.

"Brother Zetian is a successor of Xuantian, so you can enter if you want, but haven't you already been here once? Why do you want to come a second time?"

At this time, a refreshing voice came from the crack in the mountain. It turned out to be a tall and tall female cultivator in green clothes holding a sword. She walked out and looked at the four people with extremely sharp eyes.

"My junior sister wants to come and take a look at the sword washing pool." An Zetian waved his sleeves and said calmly.

The female swordsman in green was unmoved.

"I am also a descendant of Xuantian, and my cousin can get in, why can't I get in?" An Yu rolled his eyes and shouted to her, not caring at all about his identity being exposed.

The expression of the female swordsman in green has changed a bit. The true inheritance of the Holy Land in the realm of supernatural powers?

Moreover, he comes from the same family as An Zetian, so his background is indeed extraordinary.

"Then go in, remember not to get too close, otherwise you will hurt your soul." After a while, the female swordsman in green finally agreed.

Then her eyes turned to Ji Qingzhu and Yu Feng.

She could naturally tell that these four people came together. If these two people were also Xuantian disciples, then she would reluctantly let them in together.

Although Jiuxiao Holy Land is powerful, it is difficult to offend Xuantian Holy Land. Otherwise, Holy Land would not specially send her to lead the team here, because they are worried that this group of junior brothers and sisters with straightforward personalities will draw their swords when they see anyone.

An Yuluo saw that the female swordsman in green was not in a hurry to ask about Ji Qingzhu's origins, so she grabbed Ji Qingzhu's hand and prepared to run in.

But the female swordsman in green was such a sharp-minded person. When she saw this, she raised her sword in her hand, stopped in front of Ji Qingzhu, and asked: "Is this also the successor of Xuantian?"

Hearing this, An Yuluo couldn't help but become stronger in his hands.

These Jiuxiao Sword cultivators seem to have bad tempers. They must be stopped. Then wouldn't her promise become a joke?

"My eldest cousin should be able to control the situation." An Yuluo could only place her hope on her eldest cousin. Her current cultivation level was still a bit low, and she probably couldn't afford to lose face.

An Zetian also looked at Ji Qingzhu at this time. If she dared to lie that she was Xuantian's successor, he would be the first to spare her. "No, I am a disciple of the Five Elements Sect, and I also want to enter the sword washing pool to have a look." Ji Qingzhu gently let go of An Yuluo's hand and said to the female swordsman in green without being humble or overbearing.

"As I said before, only sword cultivators cannot enter this place." The long sword in the hand of the female sword cultivator in green was slightly unsheathed, and a bright sword light suddenly burst out, causing the souls of many cultivators around her to ache.

It wasn't that his eyes were shaken, but his soul was stabbed by a sword, forcing dozens of people back at once.

"Hey, the method of the Heart Sword?" Senior Brother Yu Feng suddenly spoke, and he directly revealed the magical power of the female swordsman in green.

Before the female swordsman in green turned to look at Yu Feng, Ji Qingzhu reached out with a smile, grabbed the scabbard in front of her, and stuffed the sword back into her body.

Her hand was wrapped with an indescribable meaning of swordsmanship, which was the real meaning of swordsmanship.

"Dahe Sword Intent?!" Now it was the green-clothed female swordsman's turn to be a little surprised.

Although Jiuxiao Holy Land has an extremely strict definition of sword cultivation, and only one who is completely devoted to the sword can be considered a true sword cultivator, in the world of cultivation, the most basic definition of sword cultivation in a broad sense is to cultivate the sword's will.

It is obviously impossible for Jiuxiao Holy Land to force everyone to be as dedicated as they are. There are too many people in the world who use swords and magic weapons. It is not unusual for some people to practice one more swordsmanship and then develop their own sword intent. It turns out that there was once a world-famous great sword cultivator who was not born in the Nine Heavens Holy Land.

So Ji Qingzhu used the "Dahe Sword Intent" at this moment, and the female swordsman in green had to admit that she was a "swordsman". At least in a broad sense, Ji Qingzhu was a swordsman.

What's more, this female cultivator in white seems to have a good relationship with the two true disciples of Xuantian Holy Land, so there is no need to stop them.

"You have sword intention, and you can also enter the sword washing pool." The female swordsman in green took back the sword and said to Ji Qingzhu.

A smile appeared on Ji Qingzhu's lips.

"Very good, I got through it as expected!" She laughed secretly in her heart.

She usually used the sword, and she was indeed close to the point of using the sword energy, but in the end she was far behind. So just now she used her innate magical power to directly imitate a wisp of sword energy in the sword washing pool, and blessed it on herself, successfully The fake is confused with the real.

Next we have to see what our senior brother should do.

She turned around, blinked, and looked at where her senior brother was.

Everyone else also looked at Yu Feng subconsciously.

"You can tell that I have practiced the Heart Sword technique. Could it be that you are also a sword cultivator?" The female sword cultivator in green looked at Yu Feng with a scrutinizing gaze.

"Ah, if you say it's sword intention, then I really learned a little bit about it from an old friend." Yu Feng stretched out his hand and pointed it like a sword. With a casual stroke, he saw a mountaintop next to him break directly from it. Sliding down the mountain.

"Sigh~~~"

Everyone couldn't help but gasped when they saw this. What is this if it's not a sword cultivator?

This man's strength is so terrifying that he can cut off a mountain top at will. I'm afraid there are not many people in the entire Cave Sky Ruins who can be his opponent!

Seeing this, An Zetian couldn't suppress the fighting spirit in his heart again.

"This man is so strong. He is worthy of being a veteran Zifu who has been training for decades. I am afraid he has reached the ultimate level of Zifu."

As long as he can fight, it seems that the "100-year-old old man" is not unacceptable. The main reason is that everyone can fight now, and his hands are itchy.

He also invited the female swordsman in blue to fight, but she just told him to wait for Jianzi to come back and let him challenge Jianzi. He was injured and could not fight.

"Are you the Qianyuan Geng-Gold Sword Qi of the Five Elements Sect? No, there was no sword Qi coming out just now. It was the invisible sword intention. Why do you know the great magical power of swordsmanship from my Nine Heavens Holy Land!"

Unexpectedly, the female swordsman in green suddenly got angry and drew her sword directly to face the senior brother Yu Feng.

"I've said it before, this is just a superficial knowledge I learned from an old friend of mine. It's actually Qianyuan Gengjin Sword Qi." Yu Feng said with a faint smile, stretched out his finger and flicked it directly. The sword that the female swordsman in green had pulled out was inserted back in uncontrollably.

"Impossible, that is clearly the great magical power method of my Nine Heavens Holy Land's innate invisible sword energy. Even if you are the true successor of the Five Elements Sect, if you don't explain this matter clearly, don't think about leaving easily today!" Although the female swordsman in green was thinking in her heart He trembled, but still shouted to Yu Feng.

Hearing her shouting, the Nine Heavens Holy Land disciples who were practicing in the sword-washing pool in the crevices of the mountain all woke up, rushed out one after another, and surrounded the four people with swords in hand.

"What are you going to do?!" Ji Qingzhu raised his eyebrows, chose to stand with his senior brother, and shouted at them.

"Junior sister, don't panic. If senior brother wants to escape, he can still escape with you." Yu Feng comforted her seriously.

When Ji Qingzhu heard this, his pupils suddenly expanded, ah? She thought that this senior brother was going to protect her and kill everyone in a domineering manner, but what happened?

"Who are you?" The female swordsman in green asked again.

"I am Yu Feng of the Five Elements Sect. More than sixty years ago, I had a fight with Ying Wuyan, your true disciple of Jiuxiao Holy Land, in the Xuantian Competition.

He and I are good friends. We have traveled together, slaying demons and demons with swords, and discussing the art of swordsmanship with each other. As a result, I have learned some techniques of innate invisible sword energy, and he has also understood a little bit of the mystery of our Qianyuan Gengjin sword energy. I wonder if you are satisfied with this explanation? "

Yu Feng stood with his hands behind his back, and his seemingly ordinary face seemed to become extremely mysterious at this moment.

He is still the same person, even his breath has not changed at all, but just these words directly caused his image to undergo earth-shaking changes in the eyes of everyone!

Who asked him to come up was sixty years ago, and then there was the Nine Heavens True Inheritance, the Xuantian Competition, and the company of friends. Even the female swordsman in green was a little stunned.

"Who is this person?"

"A strong man from sixty years ago participated in the Xuantian Competition and fought against Ying Wuyan from Jiuxiao Holy Land?!"

"Who is Ying Wuyan? Why do I feel like I have heard this name somewhere?"

"The Sword Immortal in Tsing Yi should be fine. Have you forgotten? Back then, he tried the sword in Southern Border. All the major sects were almost unstoppable. He was invincible in the Xuantian Competition sixty years ago. Only the last sword He was almost defeated by one person. Wait, that person couldn't be him, right??"

"It's impossible. I heard that the Sword Immortal in Tsing Yi has not shown up for more than ten years. He seems to be pointing his sword at the Dharma. If this person was so strong, how could he still be here?"

Surprises and doubts kept coming from the crowd. When Yu Feng heard these words, his heart was still intact. Sixty years of silence had made his state of mind extremely powerful. Only when he heard that Ying Wuyan was pointing his sword towards the Dharma, his eyes flashed slightly. He became solemn.

I am one hundred years old and still stuck in the extreme realm of Zifu. That guy has already touched the threshold of the Dharma Realm?

Yu Feng suddenly felt that he seemed a bit hasty in his appearance today. If he had known better, he would not have boasted about his past in front of his junior sister. Otherwise, Ying Wuyan would have been in trouble if Ying Wuyan knew his current situation and came to kill him with his sword.

"It turns out that it was Senior Brother Yu Feng from the Five Elements Sect who was in front of me. Wuyou was rude earlier. Please don't blame me." The female swordsman in green quickly remembered the name of Yu Feng from the Five Elements Sect and hurriedly asked her fellow sect to put down her sword. .

"Your name is Wuyou. Who are you, Ying Wuyang?" Yu Feng suddenly looked at her and asked, already having a bad feeling in his heart.

"To be honest, senior brother, Ying Wuyou is the eldest sister in the family." Ying Wuyou gave him a slight salute.

Yu Feng's body became unstable for a while, and Ji Qingzhu was so frightened that he quickly helped him up.

"Elder brother, what's wrong with you?" Ji Qingzhu asked.

"I'm fine, I'm really fine." Yu Feng said with a straight face.

Ji Qingzhu's eyes were full of suspicion. Do you call this okay?

Is it possible that a monk in the ultimate realm of Zi Mansion can still stand unsteadily?

So there must be something fishy about this!

Combined with the word "family sister" that the female swordsman in green just said, hundreds of thousands of words of grudges and disputes between the two people instantly appeared in Ji Qingzhu's mind.

"Well, you're such a big-browed elder brother, it turns out you have an old sweetheart outside!"

　Wuwuwuwu, Qingya was scared to death just now. When I was writing 4,030, the page suddenly became white and blank. Fortunately, there is a historical record, otherwise I would have been stupid and almost scared half to death. I am still scared to this day. I have lingering fears QAQ I have nightmares at night

　　

　

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