The story of immortality with female support

Chapter 57
Scanning the group of people in front of him back and forth, it is said that there are ten monks in Shushan and ten in Kunlun this time, but no matter how Ren Jiajia counts, there are eleven monks in the group of Shushan monks in front of him.The number was not right, so Jia Jia involuntarily turned her attention to the faces of every Shushan monk: I seem to have seen this one, and I seem to have seen that one, everyone looks familiar.

Zhong Wei handed the note to Jia Jia again, but he didn't see her pick it up, but just looked at the group of Shushan monks as if he had fallen into a magic barrier.Finally, he couldn't help but patted Jiajia on the shoulder, but she turned around as if she was taken aback, compared her fingers, and "said" to him with her mouth: "There is one more."

Surprised, he turned around together with Jiajia, only to see one of the monks standing in the corner suddenly raised his head, looked at this place with burning eyes, chuckled lightly, like a pearl falling to the ground: "Hold there and stay still. Are you uncomfortable? Come out!"

As soon as the words came out, everyone was shocked, especially the mortal old man. He looked around, was shocked, and shouted: "Ah! I didn't do anything outrageous! How could such a dirty thing come to me."

"Stop yelling, this is our business." The monk hidden in the dark took a few bank notes and stuffed them into the old man's hand, "Go back quickly, don't mention this matter to outsiders. gone."

As soon as the old man who was wobbling saw the banknote, he immediately stopped shouting, took the banknote and laughed dryly before running away without a trace.

"Junior Sister Lian, get out!" After a moment of silence, Jiang Shan patted Jiajia's shoulder and took out the two scimitars pinned to his waist with his backhand.

Withdrew from the hidden breath formation, all the monks felt a blur in front of their eyes, and ten Kunlun monks appeared in front of them in an instant, and the rather charming Shushan nun exclaimed: "It's you, it turns out that you really are here!" It's all here."

The monk who was hiding in the dark came out of the shadow. Seeing that person's face, Jiang Shan thoughtfully turned his gaze to Jiajia. Besides, there was nothing wrong, so I turned my head away in peace.

Seeing this person for the first time, Jiajia was amazed: the little light falling from the gap fell on this person. He was wearing a white gown, only the collar was embroidered with elegant blue bamboo leaf patterns, and he was tall and tall. It is indescribably elegant to stand in this cave hall that is several feet square.Under the pair of sword-shaped eyebrows are slender peach eyes, which seem to be affectionate but ruthless, and the corners of the mouth are slightly raised in a moderate arc.Such a smile, in modern times, is called a bad smile, combined with the indescribable coquettish behavior, such a person, for a female cultivator, especially a female cultivator who has never been involved in relationships, I am afraid A deadly temptation.

But for some reason, seeing this person, Jiajia's eyebrows twitched, and an indescribable feeling arose spontaneously.

But said that the mortal old man who took the silver ticket and ran away laughed all the way out of the cave, laughing as he walked, and began to think about how many beautiful concubines he could get with the silver ticket, and only thought of the slender concubine With a good figure, she was full of smiles, and her brows and eyes were full of lust.

There seemed to be a group of black shadows around, and the old man, who was enjoying it, was frightened by the black shadow and fell to the ground immediately. This fall was very bad, and a sharp stone on the ground was like a stone. Coincidentally, it pierced into the penis, and the old man's miserable howl suddenly resounded in the wilderness.One day later, when his son went up the mountain to find him, he was completely useless, and what a beautiful and beautiful concubine was in vain.

Seeing Jiangshan's two swords coming out together, holding them in her hands, Wen Yi snorted coldly, drew out her long sword and was about to step forward to face Jiangshan.The monk who was hiding in the dark shook his head again and again: "Wen Yi, don't worry." The man said, and looked at Jiang Shan with a smile on his face: "I don't want to do anything, only this place, when I am in the mortal world, I want to It belongs to me in Shushan, do you have any objection?"

Although his eyes were smiling and his expression was not contemptuous, his light words made all the Kunlun monks present change their expressions: This is not asking him, but just informing him. Didn't pay attention to them at all.

Jiang Shan couldn't help but tighten his hands holding the two knives: he couldn't see through this person's cultivation, but when he saw this person, he intuitively felt that this person's cultivation was much higher than his.If you fight against him, the odds are good!Jiang Shan couldn't help laughing bitterly.Their eyes flicked to the Kunlun monks behind them, and they all looked at the man in front of them with indignation.

He closed his eyes and sighed softly, and when he opened them again, his eyes were full of firmness.

"You step back!" Jiang Shan took a step forward, and raised his hand as a salute: "Jiang Shan asks fellow Taoist to enlighten me during the Kunlun Qi training period."

The man raised his eyebrows, but his gaze passed him, and he walked among a group of monks behind him, then he shook his head: "If you go up together, you can't beat me." After finishing speaking, he turned his head and looked Xiang Wen Yi, who was already eager to try, said, "Wen Yi, come here." After the man finished speaking, he signaled the monks to back away with his eyes, and looked at the two in the middle with a half-smile.

In the blink of an eye, Wen Yi struck out with a long sword, and the first sword slashed straight at Jiangshan. The momentum of this sword was so powerful that Zhong Wei, who had always had a playful smile, now had a serious expression on his face: "This is Qingyun Bibo Sword art, the sword technique that everyone outside the Shu Mountain disciples can learn. Although the grade is not high, but in the Qi training period, if it is practiced well, it can be regarded as a rare opponent."

Jiangshan fights with two knives, although his stature is half a point short, it doesn't take much effort to block this move.Wen Yi threw away an extremely beautiful sword flower and attacked Jiangshan again.

In just a moment, the characteristics of the two are fully visible.The word "huge" is the most appropriate word to describe Wen Yi's swordsmanship.The momentum of each sword can make Jia Jia, who is watching the battle, feel a huge momentum.However, Jiang Shan has to use the word "simple" to describe his saber technique.There was no momentum, not even a beautiful move, every time he gritted his teeth, as if trying to resist the impact of Wen Yi's swordsmanship.

"Brother Bugui!" The Shushan female cultivator pouted, and tugged at the sleeves of the flamboyant male cultivator. When Zhong Bugui turned around, he saw her playful half-pouting appearance, and couldn't help it. He pinched her cheek: "A Yuan, what's the matter?"

The female cultivator called "Ayuan" by Zhong Bugui, whose full name is Yang Dongyuan, is the beloved daughter of the head of Shushan, and she is also an old woman, and this woman has a single talent of fire spirit root, so she is very fond of her. .But what is rare is that this girl has not been spoiled with a savage young lady temper, on the contrary, she has a cute and cute look inside, which can be said to have won the favor of everyone in Shushan.

After Zhong Bugui pinched her cheek so intimately, Yang Dongyuan's face was immediately covered in red, which was even more lovely.Rolling his eyes, he immediately raised his toes, pulled Zhong Bugui down a little, and whispered in his ear, "Brother Bugui, I see that the one in Kunlun called Jiangshan, the sword skills he uses are so boring Ah, it's not as good-looking as Senior Brother Wen's swordsmanship at all."

How could Yang Dongyuan's little thought escape the eyes and ears of everyone, all the Shushan monks just pretended not to see it, it's your own wish, it has nothing to do with them.Except for one person, this person had a square face, his lips were tightly pursed, and he looked at the two people in front of him with a calm expression, and finally couldn't help but said: "Junior Sister, you are not young, how can you be so decent?"

Yang Dongyuan's face froze, and she looked at that person with an aggrieved expression, tears flashed in her eyes: "Senior brother Mo Wuyuan, Dongyuan doesn't want to grow up at all, she just wants to be everyone's little junior sister, so it's not right. May I?"

The weeping expression successfully attracted Zhong Bugui to turn his head, and rubbed Yang Dongyuan's head with a smile, with a little doting in his eyes: "Okay, Dongyuan will always be everyone's little junior sister!"

Only then did Yang Dongyuan hook Zhong Bugui's arm with a smile through tears, and whispered a few "whispers" in his ear from time to time.

Mo Wuyuan opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but was pulled aside by the monk, the man couldn't help but start to scold him: "You blunt face, that's what you want, you Why are you joining in the fun. Little Junior Sister is doing well, I just made you cry, look at you, it’s okay to be rigid, but you want everyone to be as rigid as you?"

Hearing this, Mo Wuyuan finally frowned, stopped talking, and focused on the competition in front of him.

It's been half a day since the competition, Zhong Wei's face gradually softened: "Junior Sister Lian, tell me, who has a better chance of winning the plague or our Senior Brother Jiang?"

Jia Jia shook her head and smiled lightly, "Just by looking at your face, I can tell that Brother Jiang has a better chance of winning than watching the competition."

"Oh?" Zhong Wei looked surprised, "Is my face so obvious?"

Jia Jia raised her eyebrows slightly, looked into the field, her voice was as calm as water: "Fellow Daoist Wen Yi's sword is mighty, but it doesn't have enough stamina. It's hard work, but the steps are becoming more and more skillful, and the movements are not chaotic at all. If Wen Yi can't win the victory over Brother Jiang Shan in a short time, he will definitely lose. I see, the result will be seen within a few moves." Pause for a moment, as if Thinking of something interesting, Jiajia couldn't help laughing, "Zhong Wei, I remember you told me that this fellow Taoist Wen Yi called Qingyun Bibo Sword Art, ordinarily this Qingyun Bibo should be It flows slowly and endlessly, but I don't think he did as well as our Senior Brother Jiang for the word 'continuously', really..."

Before the words fell, there was only a "ding dong", the long sword in Wen Yi's hand fell to the ground, and he stood in the middle with a look of embarrassment, while Jiang Shan's double swords were firmly resting on his neck.

"Hahaha, not bad, not bad!" Zhong Bugui nodded again and again, looking at Jiajia with gleams in his eyes, and then at Wen Yi, "Wen Yi, that fairy from Kunlun is right. Take a good look." Yun Bibo Sword Art was forcibly made by you into the "Da Lang Tao Tian Jian Jue", but it doesn't matter, since I am here in the mortal world, I will give you a few pointers, and I will let you use the real Qing Yun Bibo Sword Art once. good."

Wen Yi was at a loss, but when she heard this, she immediately changed into a happy face, picked up the long sword and retreated behind Zhong Bugui.

Zhong Bugui took a step forward, chuckled, and instantly struck Jiangshan with a sword, "Let me show you Kunlun monk, what is the real Qingyun Bibo Sword Art."

　The second one is delivered! happy

　　
　
(End of this chapter)