Xiao Jian thought about it in his heart, and decided to go to the Loose Sect to have a look.

After all, thousands of years ago, the Xiaoyao Sect was the top sect in the cultivation realm, and there was no one.

The little sword flew and flew, all the way to find the monk it could see.

It's a pity that Xiaojian flew almost all over China, but he didn't even see a single monk.

Xiaojian was dumbfounded.

How so?

Thousands of years ago, this time and space was still a primordial infant walking anywhere, and the golden pill was as grand as a dog's cultivation! Its great sword has not stepped into the earthly world for hundreds of years, and all the monks in this time and space have soared? Or are they all dead?

No, there was an ugly monster running after it all the time, and it seemed to be a monk.

If it weren't for the fact that he hadn't found another monk, an ugly person like Hong Sanjiang, Xiao Jian wouldn't have even looked at it.

Now, in order to inquire about the situation, Xiaojian decides to sacrifice himself.

After making up his mind, the small sword fell from the sky and landed on a large rock.

Hong Sanjiang chased after Xiao Jian all the way, and he was about to vomit blood.

It was the first time Hong Sanjiang had seen such a sword that could jump, no, fly.

If it weren't for Hong Sanjiang's wealth, he might have been thrown off by Xiaojian a long time ago.

For half a month, Hong Sanjiang chased all the way and consumed all the way, seeing that the talismans and spirit stone pills in the storage bag were constantly decreasing, Hong Sanjiang's heart was about to drip blood.

If it weren't for the support of such a grand ideal of "getting the fairy sword and flying into an immortal", Hong Sanjiang would have wanted to stop chasing it.

More than 300 talismans, more than 30 bottles of Qi Replenishing Pill, and more than 300 spirit stones were consumed in the non-stop pursuit.

With so many resources, Hong Sanjiang can go to Fang City to exchange for a high-quality flying sword.

However, because of too much consumption, Hong Sanjiang became more and more unwilling. After spending so many resources, Hong Sanjiang can't give up halfway?

Just as Hong Sanjiang was panting, the flying sword stopped.

Hong Sanjiang was overjoyed, and hurriedly chased a few steps forward and came to Xiaojian's side.

"Bah~! You ······" Before Xiaojian's words fell, Hong Sanjiang threw out the "golden wire mesh pocket" in his hand and covered Xiaojian's body.

Xiao Jian was furious, his figure flashed, and he cut Hong Sanjiang's "gold wire mesh pocket" into a pile of messy gold threads that collapsed on the ground.

"Oops~! My net pocket~! Hong Sanjiang was about to cry in pain.

Hong Sanjiang's "golden wire mesh pocket" is a medium-grade magic weapon, and it is also the only magic weapon of Hong Sanjiang. Now that a face has been abolished by the little sword, it is no wonder that Hong Sanjiang is not heartbroken.

"Wow, yes~! You're ugly, and you still want to catch me? The little sword paused in mid-air, making a stab.

Originally, Xiaojian didn't want to pay attention to Hong Sanjiang, but who let it fly for more than half a month, and didn't see any monks other than Hong Sanjiang?

However, if you want Xiaojian to recognize Hong Sanjiang as the master, it is absolutely impossible.

The reason is very simple, Xiaojian thinks Hong Sanjiang is too ugly. There is an ugly master who will lower the style of the little sword.

"Fairy Sword-sama? Can you still talk? Hong Sanjiang heard the voice of the little sword for the second time, and only then did he realize it.

Hong Sanjiang was surprised and delighted, looking at Xiao Jian's gaze, the light of greed was flourishing.

The magic weapon that can communicate with people without recognizing the Lord is a magic weapon at the level of heaven and earth!

No wonder there were rumors before that Bai Zhantang's fairy sword could lead people to soar in the day!

Hong Sanjiang's title of "Lord Fairy Sword" made Xiaojian feel happy.

Fairy Sword-sama? Hee-hee-hee-hee······ Its big sword still has such a majestic name?

Hong Sanjiang is so good at talking, even looking at Hong Sanjiang's old face like orange peel with a small sword, he feels a lot more pleasing to the eye.

"Ugly, I ask you, who are you? Is there a sect? Xiao Jian endured Hong Sanjiang's green gaze and asked.

"Lord Hui Immortal Sword, below is the Great Elder of the Inner Gate of the Easy Sect." Hong Sanjiang said respectfully.

"The Inner Door of the Loose Sect?" Xiaojian was a little dazed.

Isn't the Carefree faction just the Wanderers? How can there be an inner door and an outer door?

"The inner gate of the Xiaoyao School is located in the southern ······ of China" When Hong Sanjiang saw Xiao Jian asking, he hurriedly told Xiao Jian about the Loose Sect.

"You said that the Loose Sect is now in a safe corner and has been driven into the mountains?" Little Sword was shocked.

No wonder it has flown for so many days and hasn't seen a few monks! It turns out that the Loose Party has fallen?

And so on······ The Great Sect of the Loose Sect has moved, but what about sects such as the Spirit Rune Sect Dan Sect and the Imperial Beast Sect? Did you also learn from the practice of the Carefree School and move to the deep mountains and old forests?

"Lord Fairy Sword, my Loose Sect is not driven away, it is automatically relocated, automatically relocated." Hong Sanjiang heard Xiaojian say this, and felt that the old face was very uncomfortable.

Their free sect is the most powerful sect in the world, how can mere mortals have this ability to drive them away?

"That'······ What about the Spirit Rune Sect and the Dan Sect? Where is it now? Xiao Jian decided to find out more news from Hong Sanjiang.

"The Spirit Rune Gate is about to be destroyed! Only a dozen women remained. Danzong is no longer there, and the remaining dozen or so monks have taken refuge in our Xiaoyao faction, Danzong is now a peak of our Xiaoyao faction, and our Xiaoyao faction now sits on thousands of acres of mountains, and there are more than 3,000 disciples under the disciples······" Hong Sanjiang proudly said the great achievements of the free faction.

When Xiao Jian heard this, he already had a basic judgment in his heart.

It seems that the Loose School is still the first faction in the world.

"Ugly monsters, let me ask you, who of you have the highest cultivation in the Easy Sect? Boss? The little sword interrupted Hong Sanjiang's boasting.

Hong Sanjiang was stunned.

Lord Fairy Sword is looking for a monk with the highest cultivation? What do you mean? Isn't this looking down on him?

"Lord Fairy Sword, our head is an old woman, and her cultivation is only a little higher than mine." Thinking of this, Hong Sanjiang hurriedly raised his fingers and compared, trying his best to belittle Lin Long.

"Who is the second master below the head?" Xiao Jian couldn't help but shudder when he heard the word woman.

The first owner of Xiaojian died in the hands of a woman, so Xiaojian "talked about women" and changed color.

"Of course it's me! In the Loose School, my cultivation is the third, and no one dares to recognize the second. Hong Sanjiang salivated and boasted to himself.

"You?" The word "you" of Xiaojian was said with a thousand twists and turns.

Xiao Jian obviously had no expression, but Hong Sanjiang heard full of disgust from the word "you" in it.

Sure enough, Xiao Jian's next sentence made Hong Sanjiang blush.

"As far as your cultivation in the foundation building period is concerned, you dare to call yourself one of the two or three most powerful monks in the Freedom Sect? Tut-tut······ If that's the case, I don't think the Loose faction will last a few years. ”

Hong Sanjiang's old face was flushed, and he almost closed his breath in shame.