The weather is hot, Pang Maimai deliberately made a light water blue thin cloud gauze skirt and a silver shark yarn shawl to match her clogs, the skirt was not even made long to cover her feet, only to the ankles, revealing her delicate snow-white feet, she was born good-looking, with silver-blue decorative clogs, it looks even more white and delicate.

She also knew that in the eyes of others, it was very unruly for a woman to show her □□ feet, so she didn't dare to wear it everywhere, but only dared to wear it when no one was there, and walked around on the top of the inaccessible Tuoye Peak to satisfy herself.

The same is true for this day.

However, just as she had found a solid stone on the edge of the cliff—which was her usual place—she had just sat down, when suddenly the sky rumbled, and without warning, a golden lightning bolt slashed down towards Yu Mangfeng.

The power of heaven and earth!

Far more than the power of ordinary lightning, and caused a riot of spiritual power in the air!

Pang Maimai was frightened, and quickly got up, breathed and stood up, staring at the place where the thunder and lightning struck from a distance.

Then, there was a bigger and more powerful thunderbolt.

This time, she even saw the sword intent in it.

It's so big and far-reaching that it's hard to describe.

If it's against her...... Pang Maimai shuddered: It is estimated that it has long been turned into ashes.

Thunder!

Is there a baby in Yu Mangfeng?

The golden sword and thunder continued seven times in a row, and finally dissipated, and it was only one or two tea times in between, but it made people feel as long as a lifetime.

If the bystanders are still like this, I don't know what to do with the confronters?

Monk, it's a terrifying creature of the supernatural.

Pang Maimai sighed for a long time, and felt that it was wrong, didn't the book say that the infant thunder tribulation was usually a nineteen thunder tribulation to a thirty-nine thunder tribulation? How could there be only seven thunders?

If it is said that the artifact is born, it should be a multiple of three!

She was puzzled when suddenly there was another person beside her.

Pang Maimai was startled, and hurriedly turned around and called "Master".

Lu Zhen was on her right, standing with her hands behind her back, and the wide sleeves of his robe were blown by the mountain wind.

"You're going to get ready to go to Yumang Peak in a few days." He didn't look at her, and sighed.

Pang was puzzled.

"Zhao Qianxing is married." Lu Zhenyan was concise, "When he stabilizes his realm, he will have time to teach you the Lei Yan Sword." As he spoke, he sighed again: "The thunder tribulation is the end of the day, and the future is terrifying!" ”

So three months later, Pang Maimai stood at the foot of Yu Mangfeng, feeling that his mood was very complicated.

In this world, there must be thunder tribulations for adult babies, but there are very few thunder tribulations in Jindan, although they are not unique, but they are really rare in history.

Zhao Qianxing is really extraordinary.

Duanmu is really going to die of jealousy recently, right? He only failed to hit Jindan last year.

He is thirty years older than Zhao Qianxing.

Pang Maimai looked up at the steep mountain peaks in front of him.

Although there is no doubt that the main peak is the most important peak of the Unity Sect, Yu Mang Peak is the most difficult to ignore.

Here are the most powerful warriors of the Unity Sect.

Most of them are sword cultivators.

The rest, even if they are not sword cultivators, are first and foremost with battle spells.

The disciples of the Unity Sect generally believed that almost all the people in Yu Mangfeng were battle maniacs. Usually, few people dare to mess with Yu Mangfeng's people.

But every time there is a need, they tend to fight on the front line, and the casualties are also the heaviest.

Yu Mang Peak is also the most deserted peak. It's not like Zhoujifeng where people come and go, and the buildings are connected; It's not like Zhuan Lefeng is like a delicate town, where exquisite small buildings are scattered and very popular; Even Tuoye Peak, although the style of the east and west courtyards is not harmonious, and the buildings are very incompatible, there are also buildings after all......

Halfway up the mountain, it's not popular.

Pang Maimai had heard that there were many monks here who dug holes in the mountains to live, and even hollowed out a whole big stone, and some lived behind the waterfall, I don't know whether they regarded themselves as monkeys or swifts.

Zhao Qianxing was relatively normal, and he built a small wooden house next to the waterfall.

And his master, Ning Rui Daojun, the lord of Yu Mang Peak, no one knew where he lived at all.

The closer Pang Maimai got to Zhao Qianxing's cabin, the more nervous he felt.

She has always cared about this person, but she doesn't know if it's because this person's aura is strong and his attitude is cold; Or because he was his guide, and there was a time when he was relatively close; Or maybe it's because he knows his secrets.

She could have asked him if he knew what was going on with the village's cover, but she had always felt that she probably shouldn't mention it, and his silence made her even more apprehensive.

Maybe it has something to do with the fact that you are crossing over?

So Zhao Qianxing became a man who knew his secrets and was not easy to deal with.

Moreover, he would sometimes come over and say a few words to herself, and the manner in which he spoke made her feel that he was very different from others, and sometimes she would keenly feel that he was disgusted or disgusted with herself.

Love and hate are unknown, and it is difficult to enter and retreat.

It's embarrassing!

But despite her embarrassment, she finally walked to the waterfall step by step.

Almost no one paid any attention to her along the way.

Yu Mangfeng's people are as cold and arrogant as Zhao Qianxing.

When she saw the wooden house, she stopped, frowned unconsciously, and staggered in her footsteps.

This hesitation lasted for a long time, so much so that a cold voice was heard from inside: "Since you are here, come in and pay respects." Is that how your master taught you the rules? ”

Pang Maimai frowned, but still tidied up his skirt, stepped forward and said respectfully to the door of the wooden house: "Disciple Pang Maimai, please meet Uncle Zhao." The disciple was rude, just because he watched the waterfall with turbulent water and magnificent weather, and he was a little fascinated, and the disciple's concentration was insufficient, but it was not the teacher's teaching. ”

There was silence for a moment, and then there was a soft sneer, with extreme contempt: "Full of lies." ”

The four words were just spit out gently, but they were like a heavy hammer, hitting her heart hard.

It's unbearable for anyone to be reprimanded like this in person.

Pang Maimai's face turned red.

The people inside still said coldly: "If you look at the waterfall, your steps should be calm and light, but just now your steps are heavy, and your breath is slow, obviously afraid to see me." …… Three years ago, I saw that you were a clever woman, and I haven't seen any growth in the past three years. ”

Pang Maimai's chest was hot, and if something was surging and rolling, he couldn't bear it.

Even if you say that the waterfall is a pretext, don't you want to tear your face? Do you want to say that I don't want to see you?

This man is so deceitful!

How can there be such a ruthless person who talks and does things! I'm not an enemy with you!

At this moment, she almost wanted to get rid of her, and it was a big deal not to learn "Lei Yan Sword" from him!

But even so, you can't just let people step on your face!

She reluctantly suppressed the fire, and said indifferently: "I don't know if Uncle Zhao is so sharp to everyone or is for tat with his disciples alone?" Where doesn't the disciple feel guilty about Uncle Sin? ”

There is no answer inside.

Then Zhao Qianxing, who was dressed in black, walked out of it.

It's not fast, it's not slow.

The pace is not slow.

The face is still calm and slightly cold. The cinnabar mole between the eyebrows is still murderous.

Now he is a Jindan monk, and he is her veritable uncle.

is still a young man's appearance, cold and calm, with a straight back, full of strength in his steps, but majestic and self-generated, although the face is still the face of a passerby, but it makes people dare not look directly.

Zhao Qianxing walked all the way to her, far beyond the social safety distance before stopping, so close that she couldn't help but take a few steps back. But she held back, and stood there without moving, though she had to look up to look at him.

This posture is so undominant!

Pang Maimai finally knew why he was like a mouse being targeted by a cat every time he met Zhao Qianxing, it was really this man's attitude towards her was too aggressive!

And it's hard to cope.

Just like accusing yourself of lying, do you admit it or not?

Now standing so close again, it is true that he has lost his momentum by retreating, but he can stand still and raise his head and look at him stubbornly, what kind of painting style is it!

It's so damning.

Just thinking about it, Zhao Qianxing made another move!

He had been standing there with his hands in his hands and looked down at her coldly, without even moving his fingers, but the thunderbolt hairpin on her head had suddenly reached his hand.

He casually turned and played with her hairpin, smiled faintly, and said, "You want to use this hairpin to learn the Lei Yan Sword?" ”

Pang Maimai blushed again.

Pulling a woman's hairpin casually, does he think he is Jia Zhen?

Isn't it hooliganism to act as a hooligan with a cold face!

"Uncle Zhao......" She desperately suppressed her anger: "Just pull out the hairpin of the female disciple...... Isn't it too much? The disciple still has no intention of giving away his magic weapon as a token or something! ”

Zhao Qianxing looked at her with a slight surprise, as if she was the one who was playing hooligan, and finally smiled.

"Do you know how many times you'd have died if I had killed you?" He smiled but still had a cold face, "Still a chance to make you think nonsense here?" ”

"Even if you are a woman, you have never descended the mountain, but since you are a monk, you must be vigilant," his voice gradually became stern, "Don't think that it is because of the gap between my cultivation and yours that you can get your magic weapon lightly." Do you know how many flaws you had just standing there? You won't have a life if you go down the mountain like this for half a day! ”

Pang Maimai was finally completely defeated in the end, and he was counted from head to toe.

What "it's better to practice hard if you have time to think about it".

What "though you are a woman, you are first and foremost a monk".

What "I thought you would come and beg me to teach you Lei Yan Sword soon, but I didn't want to wait for three years."

It's okay to pretend to be cool with a cold face, and say so many things? …… Uncle Zhao, not only do you know how to mock, but you also have the attribute of chattering?