Chapter 42: It's a little meaning

When Ling Xiao went back with this star lantern, Yuan Xuan was still practicing his sword.

The one who practiced against Yuan Xuan was a personal disciple of Tianxu Peak, and Tianxu Peak was on the edge of Ling Xiao's peak, but Ling Xiao hadn't been there much.

Therefore, Ling Xiao watched with interest the discussion between the two of them for a while.

The disciples of Tianxu Peak used the phantom sword, which was not yet the step of the magic sword, but against Yuan Xuan, he still did not fall behind.

"How long have they been fighting," Ling Xiao asked casually. "It's been half an hour. Someone immediately answered Ling Xiao's question.

Ling Xiao nodded and continued to read.

After a while, sweat broke out on Yuan Xuan's head, "I admit defeat, I admit defeat, your sword is too weird." ”

"My sword is the Phantom Sword. The disciple of Tianxu Peak generously admitted it.

Ling Xiao only walked over at this time, "This senior brother, don't you feel more and more anxious about fighting with Yuan Xuan?"

The disciple of Tianxu Peak shook his head, "There is only a moment when I have that feeling, and when I use the Illusion Sword, it will be gone." ”

Ling Xiao didn't ask anymore, and asked him again if there was anything that the head of Tianxu Peak said.

The disciple shook his head, "No." The disciples of Tianxu Peak would not be recruited so easily. ”

Also, who is more slippery than them in illusion? Under the magic sword, all beings are equal!

"Thank you, brother, for informing me. So this matter has already spread in the inner door?" Ling Xiao had a bad premonition.

The disciple nodded, "That's right." Otherwise, it won't alarm the real person in charge. ”

Ling Xiao didn't ask any more questions, made tea and drank tea with them, and discussed the matter of swordsmanship and sword intent.

The teenagers laughed, and sang with their shoulders on their shoulders and smiling proudly.

How nice it would be if time had stopped here.

But now something like this has happened in the Heavenly Star Sect. How can it be relaxing?

When the sun was setting and the last afterglow was falling, Ling Xiao went out with her star lantern.

With the aura of the stars as the light source, and with the body as the platform, Ling Xiao walked down the foggy peak step by step.

"Senior Sister Ling, this is it. The inner disciple who led the way didn't dare to look up at Ling Xiao.

The Big Dipper did give guidance, and no soul remained here, let alone reincarnation.

Ling Xiao drew the qi of the stars again and deduced what happened, and the Big Dipper gave a clear answer this time - it was a demon cultivator in a black robe with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks, pretending to be an inner disciple.

His cultivation is at least on the foundation building, and he is proficient in the magic of the soul, and what he does is to drain people's souls to practice.

Of course, it is also possible that the weapon is being refined.

By the way, divide the inner and outer disciples.

Ling Xiao directly reported these things to the real person in charge.

The real person in charge smiled, "Okay, your task is over here, the star lantern is given to you, you can play with it, whatever you want." ”

After Ling Xiao bowed and saluted, he returned to his place with the lamp.

Yuan Xuan was already waiting for her to come back, "Tell me, what are your thoughts." ”

"It's a loose cultivator, or it may be a sect, and Senior Jiang is a pioneer. ”

"He can't be without people. ”

"This is an outcast. ”

After Ling Xiao finished speaking, he glanced at Yuan Xuan, "We can't have such a fate. ”

"Yes. Good night Ling Xiao, I wish you a good dream. Yuan Xuan also left here with a heavy heart and went back to his room to rest.

Early the next morning, Ling Xiao was woken up, and the female disciple outside the door said, "Senior Sister Ling, today the real person in charge of the sect said that he would openly deal with a demon cultivator!"

In the girl's voice, there was some excitement, even expectation, Ling Xiao opened the door, "I know." ”

The voice was still calm, without a hint of waves.