I’m Not a Junior Sister For Many Years

The dark clouds in the sky gathered quickly, and even the air was a little more sacred.

At this moment, the towering giant tree looks like a grass on the side of the road, the majestic green hill is like the stone at the foot, and the prosperous world is like the cloud of smoke.

How high can a person stand, how high his status can be respected, and how much he can be loved by this world?

Perhaps, only one person can answer this question.

Sima Jue.

This name has been resounding in the realm of cultivation for five hundred years.

From a stupid boy in an unknown mountain village to today’s first person in the world of comprehension, whether it’s his feat of building a foundation for ten years, or he leveling a sect one by one, or his charming and charming Taoist buddies. , Is the object of everyone's admiration.

And today, it was Sima Jue who spent the last time when the Thunder Tribulation was about to be taken in by the Golden Light of the Immortal Realm.

At this moment, more than a dozen Taoists from Sima Jue were all looking at him idiotically.

Sima Jue has a huge inheritance and is one of the candidates for the immortal emperor. As long as he enters the immortal world, as a Taoist couple who has been married with him in front of heaven and earth, he can directly ascend to the immortal world as a fairy concubine, without going through the thunder. .

How could these female nuns not be tempted?

Generally speaking, monks crossing the catastrophe is the most important thing, and no one is allowed to watch it. But now, almost all of Sima Jue's Dao companions were present, and his subordinates were guarding them a few hundred miles away. Except for the people Sima Jue recognized, no one could get close to half a minute.

"Sister Yan, why didn't Sister A Luo come here? Husband is about to log in to the immortal world. She should come here even if she has grievances in her heart." Talking is a palace beauty, Xuanyuanfeng, one of Sima Jue's favorite women.

She wore an extremely dark bead on her neck, which was so deep that it could almost **** in human souls. This bead is the supreme treasure of the realm of cultivation, and it is enough to cause countless battles among the immortals. But at this moment, she was brought out generously, and no one dared to do anything, just like her position among these female nuns, no one could shake her. Xuanyuanfeng is both a dynasty princess and a gifted female cultivator. She is also Sima Jue's best wise helper, and she is deeply trusted. Only she can suppress so many women.

"Sister Feng doesn't know her yet? She just immersed herself in the youthful friendship with her husband. After the destruction of the Chaohua Immortal Sect, she became even more resentful. If her husband is not old, where is there a place for her?" The responding beauty said to this. The sister named Aluo was very dissatisfied. It was enough for her to lose to Xuanyuanfeng. Her father was the emperor of the dynasty of cultivation, and the great power of the tribulation period, the beauty of the crowd, was considered normal by Sima Jue, and she couldn't match it. But the woman named A Luo, whose cultivation level was not above the middle level, had already destroyed the Chaohua Xianzong with her back. She was valued by her husband only because she was the first woman her husband fell in love with.

But how could someone like Sima Jue stay for her alone?

"Don't say that, your husband will be unhappy after hearing this. Had it not been for her great help, your husband would have already..."

"Hush, sister, look, she's here."

The female cultivator stepping on the clouds in the distance, wearing a simple black robe, only a simple jasper hairpin on her head, no powder on her face, looks pale and sharp.

Such beauty sets her apart from the other female cultivators present, but it also gives her a little more aura that no one should enter.

The more so, the more she is excluded.

She is not stunning in terms of appearance, why can she be so attractive?

Sima Jue turned his head slightly, and was slightly pleased when he saw the black-clothed sister. He prides himself on being passionate, and he is as good as he can for every woman. But only when he faced A Luo, he felt ashamed, so even if A Luo had treated him for so many years, he would have sent all kinds of good things. Although this would only arouse the fear of other women for A Luo, Sima Jue remained the same.

"A Luo, you are here." Sima Jue Junyi's face showed a gentle smile, almost flattering.

"You are promoted to an immortal today, how can I not come?" A Luo replied lightly, "Aren't they all here, too?"

"A Luo, you know, in my heart, only you are my wife." Sima Jue quickly expressed his intentions, "The oath I made to you back then is definitely not fake. You want to destroy all demons. Zong, I will help you ruin it. If you want a wonderful place, I will give it to you. When I successfully become the emperor, the queen must be you!"

Such words fell in the ears of other women, and it was like a bolt from the blue.

Even Xuanyuanfeng, who had always been steady and dignified, couldn't hold his face.

Sure enough, no matter how much they said ill of A Luo in front of Sima Jue, Sima Jue still loved her the most!

Why, because she knew him as a teenager, and because her sect was destroyed?

"Your guide is coming." A Luo suddenly looked at the sky and said, "You only have half an hour to stay here."

Attracting the fairy light will separate the immortal from the realm of cultivation, and gradually transform the true essence of the monk into the immortal so that he can adapt to the life of the immortal realm. During this time, unless Sima Jue stepped out of the inside and gave up becoming an immortal, even if a hundred scattered immortals attacked him, it wouldn't hurt him.

"We have half an hour to talk. A Luo, you haven't spoken to me for ten years." Sima Jue looked at her sadly, "I miss you so much."

"Do you remember the sword in my hand?" A Luo did not answer his words, but took out an ordinary spirit sword that he was wearing.

This sword is rather crude, not even a spirit weapon, and can only be used by those disciples who have not yet built a foundation.

"A Luo, have you been deceived? How can such a crude sword be worthy of you?" Sima Jue frowned.

"You don't remember, it's okay, so that I don't have any scruples." A Luo was relieved, his face calm.

She slowly took off the jasper hairpin from her hand, her black hair drifting in the wind.

Crackling.

She broke the jasper hairpin.

"A Luo, what are you doing?" Sima never understood, nor did the other female sisters present.

This A Luo shouldn't be frustrated and mad, right?

However, as the hairpin broke, the air in this world seemed to become dignified.

Sima Jue was hiding in the fairy light, and he didn't feel much, but the other women on the court had subtle feelings.

They suddenly couldn't feel the true essence in their bodies.

"Sister Feng, why can't I move suddenly?"

"Husband, husband!"

"What does it taste, so good?"

…

One woman after another suddenly froze like a jade carving. They were half-stayed in the air, but only their eyeballs were left to move.

Such a weird scene happened under such blue sky and white sun, who can think of it?

"It's you!" Xuanyuanfeng quickly recovered. "Your hairpin has a problem, right?"

A little blush appeared on A Luo's pale face.

Her voice was no longer as cold as before, but became very gentle, "I have inherited the Huaxianzong for thousands of years in the cultivation world, and there are countless rare treasures. But among these, three of them are the most rare."

"The first treasure is never known, only the head knows it. My father passed it to me before he died. It's this scent of sleepiness. Isn't it good?"

Of these people present, one counts as one, and all of them are trapped to death.

"Sima Jue, did you ever want to find it?"

Sima Jue's face changed drastically.

He thought he was hiding it well.

After that, A Luo drew out the plain sword in his hand and walked towards Xuanyuanfeng step by step in the void.

"You... what do you want to do?" Xuanyuanfeng felt a certain kind of mortal killing instinct. She desperately wanted to get rid of this weird situation, but she couldn't move.

"I? Of course I took things that belonged to me." A Luo's eyes shone brightly, and he pierced the plain spirit sword in his hand directly into Xuanyuanfeng's heart. With a "pouch", the flesh was quilted. The sound of the sword piercing was clearly audible at this moment.

The most frightening thing is that this sword comes with terrifying true essence. Forcibly let an ordinary spirit sword pierce the body of the Mahayana monk's Xuanyuanfeng, destroying her spiritual platform in an instant. net!

"No—" Sima Jue couldn't help shouting, but did not come out of the golden light.

Once they come out, they give up becoming immortals.

Who will come out?

Sima Jue's so-called sincerity is nothing more than that.

A Luo sneered and twisted the sword at Xuanyuanfeng's heart, causing her to spit out several mouthfuls of blood, her face decayed visible to the naked eye, and her stunning face became like an old woman within a few breaths.

"Look, he doesn't love you so much, he is not willing to come out of the golden light." A Luo approached her eyes, her voice was as sweet as honey, but A Luo took off her neck at the same time with his other hand. Of beads.

"My second treasure of Chaohua Xianzong is this Eight Treasure Chaos Bead."

It can keep the monk's face forever and provide a steady stream of vitality. Even if the life is about to end and the heavens and humans are declining, the eight-treasure chaotic bead can extend life for thousands of years.

"You should have been destroyed with your dynasty, but you survived through the Eight Treasure Orbs. Did you remember that this was something from the Chaohua Immortal Sect?" A Luo held the beads tightly, his eyes bloodthirsty. "It’s you who wanted to get it, so you didn’t hesitate to sneak into the location of my senior brother’s ice coffin, and then took it out with the help of Sima Jue. My senior brother should have woken up within a hundred years, and he tried his last breath to instill his cultivation. I, now, I use Brother’s true essence to kill you and regain the beads. Isn’t it clear and unhappy that the retribution is right?"

Xuanyuanfeng slowly stretched out her hand, as if trying to get back the Eight Treasure Pearl that was close to Chi Chi, but her hand dropped completely when she stopped halfway.

"You... Are you a prosperous cultivator right now?" The female cultivator who was close by turned pale.

None of them had the cultivation base of Sanxian, the highest cultivation base was Xuanyuanfeng, but Xuanyuanfeng was killed by A Luo, and even the soul did not escape.

"Yes." A Luo smiled at her, and backhand drew/out the long sword that had pierced Xuanyuanfeng's chest, and stabbed it into the spiritual platform of the female cultivator again.

"If I read correctly, the pair of pendants on your ears belonged to my third wife."

"And the fan in your hand belongs to my master sister."

"The vestment on your body was given to his daughter by my little uncle."

…

A Luo seemed to be a killer, walking to these female sisters one by one, taking their lives, and taking away one or two or three things.

These were the things she had seen since she was a child. When she was a child, there was nothing to throw away, but once they changed their owners, she couldn't help becoming cruel.

"Husband, husband, save me!"

"This woman is crazy."

"Your Chaohua Immortal Sect was destroyed by the Ten Thousand Demon Sect. What does it have to do with us? These, these are all given to us by the husband!"

"Zhaohua Xianzong family has a great cause. It is impossible for you to inherit it by one person. The husband will distribute it to us for your own good."

"I'll give it back to you, I'll give it back to you, you spare my life, I have no grievances with you."

"Husband, help—"

The remaining female nuns either shouted for help at Sima Jue, or started desperately explaining and begging for mercy.

Sima Jue's eyes were red with anger, but he still did not come out of the golden light.

"A Luo, I lost you, and it has nothing to do with them. I avenged the grudge against Hua Xianzong but I helped you!" Sima Jue shouted loudly, attempting to regain A Luo's mind.

It must have been invaded by a heart demon.

A Luo was instilled in the cultivation base and mentioned Sanxian. There must be something wrong with her mood. Sima couldn't believe how the little junior sister who was born and died with him turned into this murderous female devil?

Of course Sima Jue liked A Luo.

Before he had achieved any results, when he was looked down upon, A Luo was the only one by his side. As the only daughter of the top immortal sect, she is loved by thousands of people, and she is extremely talented. She is called the "fourth treasure of the Chaohua Xianzong".

Such a woman is willing to work hard with him from scratch, who would not like it?

But how did things turn out to be where they are now?

"Yeah, just because you helped me avenge, so even if you fail me, you like others one after another, I don’t mind, I don’t care. As long as my brother is injured well, he can rebuild Zhaohua. Xianzong, I also need your help, so it doesn’t matter if you like others, it doesn’t matter who you like. As long as you can rebuild the sect, I can bear anything.” A Luo’s eyes seemed to be weeping blood. The black robe was soaked with blood, and even the hair was covered with blood, like a ghost crawling out of hell.

"But what." With a wave of his sword, A Luo wiped out the corpses of those women, but his eyes stared at Sima Jue. Have you absorbed the spirit of creation of the foundation of the year?"

Sima Jue's breathing suddenly choked.

"Because of the loss of the creation spirit fire, all the elders of my sect who practiced the fire attribute technique failed to retreat! My father's cultivation is retrograde, and my senior brother Shen Zhao Shan Huo Linggen endured the pain of cold ice cultivation for self-protection. Attribute skill. My Chaohua Immortal Sect’s guarding mountain was weakened overnight and only half of the strength left. Even Ten Thousand Demon Sect, that demon girl of Ten Thousand Demon Sect, where did she get the news about our sect The strength of the door is greatly reduced?"

Every word and every sentence A Luo uttered was piled up with the bones of countless disciples of Chaohua Immortal Sect.

The Chaohua Immortal Sect, which has stretched for thousands of years, was so bizarre that it was ruined by demonic cultivators.

Sima Jue was really good at concealing.

Not only eliminated the Ten Thousand Demon Sect to avenge the Chaohua Xianzong and established the leader's position, but also took the countless inheritance of the Chaohua Xianzong as his own. What a good calculation!

It is ridiculous that she thought the other party was a benefactor.

"I tolerated for many years, just for the present." A Luo looked at Sima Jue directly, "You are not qualified to be the emperor, and those with the creation spirit are qualified. You have absorbed the luck of my sect for thousands of years. , Take away the creation spirit fire to gain the earth-shaking merit, want to rise to the immortal like this? Are you dreaming!"

The true essence on A Luo suddenly began to riot.

The spirit sword on her wrist seemed to be unable to withstand the pressure, and it quickly turned into pieces.

A Luo glanced at it regretfully.

This is a sword held by a disciple of Chaohua Xianzong.

Today, it is also the last sword.

Okay, just leave with me.

At the same time, Sima Jue's body became extremely hot, as if something wanted to break out of his body.

no no-

Sima Jue's voice could not be heard.

A hole was pierced between his eyebrows, and a lotus-like flame rushed out of his body impatiently.

Breaking through the receiving golden light, he went directly to A Luo.

"My sect can hide it for thousands of years, how can there be no way to take it out?" A Luo laughed.

Sima Jue finally couldn't bear it, and came out of the golden light.

"Give it to me!"

Where is there still half love on Sima Jue's face today?

Without this spiritual fire, let alone become an immortal emperor, he can't even get past the Xifanchi in the immortal world!

"Sima Jue, you have come out, it is you who are looking for death." A Luo looked at him pityingly, "Do you think you are still the number one Sima Jue in the cultivation world? Without this creation spiritual fire, you are in our sect , It's just a'Second Brother'."

How can the second brother in a small area resist the sleepiness?

Sima Jue found that his body was also unable to move.

"A Luo, A Luo, the Chaohua Immortal Sect is gone, but I can help you re-establish it. I will help you find everything from the sect. Isn't it okay for me to sworn my heart? A Luo, I'm already You are the closest person in this world. Have you forgotten that I saved you before?" Sima Jue immediately changed his strategy and persuaded him with good words.

"No need." A Luo smiled contemptuously, "If I had known that the person who saved me was a wolf-hearted like you, I would rather die at that time."

She stretched out the storage ring in her hand and took out an ice coffin.

The man in the ice coffin has a ruddy complexion, a gentle expression, and a slight smile on the corners of his mouth, but his white hair looks particularly vicissitudes of life.

But this person, this person, Sima Jue will never forget this person!

When he was there, Sima Jue would always be the second brother.

When he was there, his Sima Jue would always be second, not first.

He will never be the heir of the Chaohua Xianzong Creation Spirit Fire!

Shen Zhao.

Shen Zhao!

The most proud thing about Sima Jue's first half of his life was that A Luo did not choose Shen Zhao, but chose him.

But this man is obviously dead, why can he still appear here?

"A Luo, the big brother is dead. The monk never goes white. His white hair is the ironclad proof of his death!" Sima Jue suppressed the anger in his heart and said, "Are you deceived by Shen Zhao? Shen Zhao can deceive people the most, and I am the best to you."

"I am a person who never regrets what happened. I have been ruined most of my bones by Heaven for your sake. I have no regrets. When the Ten Thousand Demon Sect was rampant, I changed my name and changed my surname and learned the way of life of demon cultivation. Joining the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, and destroying them with you inside and outside, walking between life and death every day, I don’t regret it; you transfer love, marry one female sister after another, I don’t regret it, the person I misunderstood is myself I have to admit it. But I am the only one who has failed me a lot. I hate myself for wasting so many years for not believing him. I hate my low strength and use his last cultivation base to avenge him. I hate my lack of eyesight, which caused him to die. remove!"

"Fortunately, everything is too late." A Luo's voice softened again.

She opened the ice coffin, took out the blood that she had prepared for a long time, merged it with the creation spiritual fire, and sank into Shen Zhao's spiritual platform.

The last treasure of the Chaohua Immortal Sect is the blood of the heads of the past dynasties.

The people of their clan have no surnames or names, and the blood is the head of the Chaohua Immortal Sect, because only their blood can drive the creation spirit fire, only once in a lifetime, only when the sect suffers life and death. It can be used, and the foundation of the retribution sect is endless.

Who knows, it was stolen by a thief.

Now, it is her last chance to make up.

Breathing softly.

A Luo put his ear to Shen Zhao's heart, and noticed that his body temperature was warming up a little bit, and the sound of breathing slowly emerged.

"Senior brother instilled my cultivation base, so the heavens and humans died of five failures, with gray hair. I hope that this Eight Treasure Chaos Orb can restore you to the original appearance." A Luo placed the Eight Treasure Chaos Orb in Shen. In Zhao's hands, the smile of a girl appeared on his face for the first time.

In the past, she was the one who didn't know the blessing in the blessing.

Parents love, seniors are caring, senior sisters are gentle, even the second senior brother whom I like also favors them.

She is the entire sect, no, it should be said that she is the happiest little junior sister in the entire cultivation world.

But now, there is nothing left.

A Luo's body became ethereal in an instant, and his eyes gradually became blank.

Sima Jue saw this and wanted to rush over immediately, "A Luo, A Luo, you take out the creation spiritual fire, we share it together, and we can all live."

"No, someone like me didn't understand the word responsibility when I was young, but now it is too late." A Luo chuckled lightly, "Sima Jue, the two of us, don't dirty the eyes of the brother. "

"A Luo—you will regret it—"

Sima Jue's body turned into blood in the sky under a screaming cry.

At the end of the burning incense, it can take away a person's life.

Sima Jue wanted to find Sleepy Shenxiang for so long, and it was normal to die under Sleepy Shenxiang.

"Regret? I have understood this in my life."

I regret that I was greedy for Hong Chen's gentleness, and I didn't understand the value of spiritual practice.

I regret that I have eyes and no beads, and treat my enemies as benefactors.

I regretted that I was a disciple, and I have not been able to restore the glory of my sect until now.

"Senior brother, goodbye." A Luo glanced at Shen Zhao, whose face was gradually ruddy, and laughed at herself, "If there is an afterlife in the future, I will also be a big sister who shelters people from the wind and rain..."

It feels uncomfortable to be protected.

Support the disciples and help them have a clear path.

I will bear all the suffering, and all the scenery will be shared by everyone.

I want to be a big sister who is under the tens of thousands of people!

In this way, when the crisis comes, there is no need to be hidden in the secret tunnels and sent away, and there is no need for a lonely person to search for the bones.

I would rather fight to death with them than be the one left behind.

It seems that all the same people have abandoned me.

A painful look appeared on A Luo's face, and her body was surrounded by flames for an instant, but she felt extremely happy.

The backlash of the creation spirit fire began.

If you change your fate against the sky and come back from the dead, even the guardian of the creation spiritual fire must pay a price.

The ice coffin melted quickly at such extremely high temperatures.

for a long time.

A person slowly opened his eyes.

He stared blankly at everything that was empty around him, as if he couldn't believe he could survive.

Suddenly.

He noticed a familiar breath.

The sleeves flicked.

In his hand, there was already a piece of clothing horns embroidered with black butterflies.

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"The Raksha girl went into a demon, and killed all the concubines of God Sima in one breath, and even God Sima was nowhere to be found. Hey, the numerous inheritances of God Sima have disappeared, and the realm of comprehension was after the death of God Sima. Ushered in another thousand years of precarious wind and rain..."

Mr. Storyteller took a sip of tea and shook his head helplessly, "This is the famous'Raksha Woman's Rebellion'."

Time has changed.

Three thousand years have passed, all the previous ones have turned into legends.

The name of Alorian, the girl of the sky, was also forgotten, and she was only called "Raksha Girl".

The young monks who had just entered the Dao below listened attentively.

"Hey, Shenjun Sima provokes even such a woman, it's really daunting."

"I heard that God Sima's treasure is still missing. He is a genius who has cultivated and became immortal in five hundred years. He is the only one in ten thousand years. If he can get his inheritance, tut..."

"Hey, don't think about it, let alone his inheritance, it is the inheritance left by his subordinates. Now they are all first-class caves, only the big sects. The recently opened little Ruyi cave seems to be One of Sima Shenjun’s registered disciples stayed here. Recently, the various sects have been robbing places very well!"

…

In the corner, a woman with a mask slowly drank tea, listening to the story that had been changed countless times, with gusto.

"Master sister, why are you still here?" A few monks wearing uniform vestments ran in and ran in front of the masked woman, their faces blushing with anger, "Master sister, the golden core monk's competition will begin soon. Now, why are you still sitting here? Only the five of our sect’s five seniors have won, and the remaining four have lost all. Their heads are all blue, and I’m waiting for you."

"Let's go." The masked woman put down the teacup and picked up an ordinary wooden sword on the table. "It's just that I lost four people and I won back."

As Zongmen Master Sister, this little thing should be done.