Chapter 239: Lord of Cloud City II.

"Hmm. Ling Qingzi bowed slightly, "I heard that you have accepted three personal disciples, one of whom is still unknown to life, but it doesn't matter, now I have sent you a fourth one." ”

Yun Xue, who had a cold and glamorous face, immediately bowed down at the feet of the Holy Aunt, kowtowed to the teacher, and looked indifferent, as if she was not at all happy that she had become a disciple of the Divine Sect, her cold and bone-chilling eyes only made people feel so sad that they couldn't look at it directly, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, raising a rebellious disdain.

"Master, this" Holy Aunt hesitated, Cidu Divine Sect has always had the right to choose disciples independently, for the personal disciples, the Elder Pavilion only has the right to review and has no right to choose, for Yun Xue who is obsessed with the sword, although the Holy Aunt loves her very much, but she is unwilling to accept her in this way, that means that the Elder Pavilion will further empty her authority to take charge of the sect.

"Don't think about it too much, my Cidu Divine Sect has been in charge of women for nearly a hundred years, I have a little extravagance, I hope that after you, it will still be a woman in charge. Ling Qingzi, who looked down on the bearded man all his life, did not hesitate to say his purpose, "Don't worry, you cultivate her carefully, and the Elder Pavilion will definitely fully support you." ”

This is blackmail. It is equivalent to telling the Holy Aunt bluntly that if she does not accept it, she will be subject to the Elder Pavilion everywhere in the future, but what if she accepts it? The Holy Aunt has a feeling that her rights have been begun to be hollowed out, and she doesn't need to think about it to know that Yun Xue will be an eyeliner placed by the Elder Pavilion beside her.

But in the end, the holy aunt still agreed with a little difficulty, maybe because she was also a woman, or maybe there was something else. In short, looking at the distant figure of her master Ling Qingzi, she and Yun Xue looked at each other and smiled, and a kind of rebellious disdain rose on her face at the same time.

"Yunchen, where are you, wait a little longer, just wait a minute, I will definitely find you. Yun Xue, who has changed into a white gold dress and embroidered with the clothes of the disciples of the Colorful Phoenix Palm Sect on her chest, looked at the direction of the sunset, followed the appearance of Yun Chen, and gently flicked the scabbard on her waist, remembering the desert journey in the crisp sword sound.

On Yuncheng Mountain, the red leaves of the mountain are full of late autumn, and this gorgeous still can't hide its desertion.

Shangguan Qianhong, who is in charge of the sect, has not been in retreat for many years, and most of the closed disciples of the various peaks of the Yuncheng Sect have issued a message to the sect leader, "Yunchen will not return, and he will not draw his sword" After the oath, he also couldn't follow the hidden cultivation, and in the face of the fierce killing of the demon sect and horse thieves from the depths of the desert, the border guards of the Dali Kingdom who couldn't wait to prevent it were crushed for thousands of miles, and after Xing Qianzhong Gui Qianyue ignored the demon sect people who had begun to kill at the foot of Yuncheng Mountain, the two left-behind elders Zhou Qianyun Lin Qiandong had no choice but to organize Lingyun, Feipu, and A small number of a dozen closed disciples of the Six Fingers and Three Peaks who had already practiced Qi Huayuan, and thousands of registered disciples, took turns to go down the mountain to kill the horse thieves and demon sect people who had rushed into the surroundings of Yuncheng Mountain in advance.

It's just that no matter in terms of number or strength, these disciples of the Cloud City Sect are in addition to the first seat of the four elders, and other people can kill horse thieves, and the people of the Demon Sect at one end are by no means the same enemy, and the group of injured disciples of the Cloud City Sect were sent back to the five peaks of Yuncheng, and in the face of the Demon Sect that was in the camp step by step, the Cloud City Sect had to change from attacking to defending.

The red leaves on the mountain could not hide the desertion of the Cloud City Sect, but it added a touch of tragedy.

Many Yuncheng disciples know that this is by no means the strength of the Yuncheng Sect, they still have a lot of them, it is said that they have fused the middle-grade sword soul, and the senior brothers and sisters who have reached the Sword Sect and are even close to the realm of the Sword Venerable have not yet left the level, Gongsun Yunshang of Waterfall Peak, Shangguan Yunming of Lingyun Peak, Yun Liang, and Yun Cong with a pockmarked face, as well as the six-fingered peak Yunlin Rising Sun Peak Yunchang... There is also the unfathomable strength of Mochizuki Peak....

When they were facing the destruction of the mountain gate in the Cloud City Sect, they were still counting on a group of women, and they were not ashamed.

In the secret room of Ling Yunfeng's mastery, Shangguan Qianhong, who had been in retreat for more than four years, withdrew his thoughts from the jade slip in his hand with a pale face with a hint of excitement, stood up and staggered with his hands and danced, crying with joy like crazy, "Yuhua Jue, woo... It turned out to be the rumored Yuhua Jue that had been destroyed..."

Immediately, the secret room of the sect returned to calm, and Shangguan Qianhong, who returned to normal, sat down in a precarious position, comprehending the Yuhua Jue wholeheartedly, aiming to break through the Sword Venerable Extreme Realm and enter the Sword Saint Realm with the help of the Yuhua Jue, who cares whether the Yuncheng Sect has been in turmoil.

The martial arts arena of Mochizuki Peak is named Luofeng Cliff because of the planting of a few sycamore trees, I am afraid that a certain predecessor of Mochizuki Peak, who has been named after him, has turned into a cup of loess, and he can't dream of it in the underworld, and the sycamore trees he planted in the past really attract the phoenix one day.

Although it is not a real phoenix, it is just a close relative of the phoenix, Feng He, and it is enough for a group of female disciples of Mochizuki Peak to be proud. Fenghe Hong'er is spiritual, for example, she has learned to speak human language, if Yun Jing does not come out to play with her for three days, she will open her mouth and call out "Jing'er Jing'er..."

The first time, Yun Rong came to the plane tree, pulled out his sword, and threatened: "If you call again, and then seduce Yun Jing to come out and mess around, I will kill you with a sword and stew as a hen." ”

As a result, Hong'er directly turned Yunrong into a roast chicken.

The second time, Yun Rong came again, this time she no longer wanted to turn Hong'er into a hen, but changed her strategy and threatened: "If you call again, I will cut down your dozen plane trees." ”

Hong'er was really honest, that night, there was a fire in Mochizuki Peak, in addition to burning down the dormitory where all the disciples lived, it almost affected the Luofeng Palace, Yun Rong looked at a fire and forced out Yun Jing, and then held her in the air to look at the one person and one bird who shouted at Mochizuki Peak that had become a sea of fire, and suddenly wanted to cry without tears.

But recently, Fenghe hasn't called "Jing'er Jing'er" for three months, and every day he is lying on the plane tree eating Tongzi'er, which Yunrong came up with after being burned several times, if Hong'er wants to not affect Yunjing's cultivation, he can only buy Tongzi all over the world to make Hong'er a snack.

But the atmosphere in the last three months was obviously different, all the disciples on Mochizuki Peak were nervous and excited to pay attention to every move in the Luofeng Palace, not only that the time of Yun Jing's retreat was too long, but...

In the Luofeng Palace, not only Yun Xi who was in retreat, but also more than 20 female disciples such as Yun Xiu, Yun Rong, and Yun Qing, and even Ouyang Jinfeng and his wife from Rising Sun Peak also rushed over and accompanied Gui Qianyue to look at the secret room of Yun Jing's retreat.

Although Yun Jing would ride Hong'er and disappear for a few days every month, Yun Jing, who was now putting most of her strength on cultivation, plus the assistance of Juyuan Pagoda and Pei Yuan Dan, her cultivation progress was quite amazing.

The reason why Yun Jing has been in retreat for so long this time, and so many people here are looking forward to and waiting for her to break through, is mainly because Yun Jing is impacting the Sword Venerable realm, and when Yun Rong Yunxiu is still hovering in the middle of the Sword Sect, Yun Jing has already gone straight to the end.

The heavy wooden door of the secret room opened with a "squeak", Yun Jing turned a blind eye to everyone waiting outside the door, and hurriedly ran to the door with an anxious face. Outside the door, on the Luofeng Cliff, the phoenix crane had already called "Jing'er Jing'er," and fell in front of the Luofeng Palace.

"Yun Jing, what's going on?" Yun Rong Yunqing didn't ask where Yun Jing went, but stopped Yun Jing and asked her how her cultivation was.

A transparent air cover rose directly from Yun Jing's body, and in the exclamation of everyone, Yun Qing Yunxue who stopped Yun Jing bounced away, Yun Jing lightly vertically fell on Hong'er who was waiting outside the door, and when everyone rushed to the door, there were only seven golden-red streamer flames left in the sky.

"Yuan Qi Protector?" Yun Jing acted directly to tell them that she had truly entered the Sword Venerable realm, and everyone here knew where Yun Jing was going in such a hurry, because almost every month before, Yun Jing had to ride the phoenix crane out on a trip to the Arctic Ice Plain to find her Xinchen brother.

The Arctic Ice Field, outside the ice valley that lingers like a streamer-like cold front, Hong'er carried Yun Jing down, without the slightest hesitation, under the leadership of Da Ling'er, who was accustomed to waiting here, Yun Jing, who had just entered the realm of Sword Venerable, flashed a layer of eggshell-like airflow on his body, and walked into the cold front, and the body protection vitality resisted most of the cold damage for Yun Jing, but simply resisted and could not communicate with the environment of this cold front, so that he could integrate into it, and the consumption of Yuan Li was very huge.

As a result, Yun Chen, who has a stronger ability to communicate with external forces, was on the ground in the cold front three years ago, and three years later, Di Yunjing, who had been promoted to Sword Venerable, walked for less than an hour, and the Yuan power that supported the body protection vitality was exhausted.

In an hour, even Da Ling'er, who was running at full speed, would not be able to walk half of this ice valley, let alone go down the mountain.

Da Ling'er, who has grown eight tails, will privately go to the top of Wuzhou Mountain on the fifteenth day of the month when the ice dragon travels, and come to see Di Yunchen, who turned into a piece of solid ice after devouring the meridian cold wave, or rather, a humanoid ice sculpture is more appropriate.

Da Ling'er, who has never felt Di Yunchen's life in the past three years, is like its former owner Ni Xiang, who persistently never believes that Di Yunchen will die, he is so bad, doesn't it mean that good people don't live long, and bad people live for thousands of years? Da Ling'er's mind is so simple.

On September 15, Da Ling'er once again climbed to the top of Wuzhou Mountain alone, just as it had seen in the past, in the dense ice crystal cold front, a meridian cold tide squirmed, bringing a little vitality and vitality to this desperate place.

The only difference is that the humanoid ice sculpture in the center of the only absolute top is missing. Just when Da Ling'er was anxiously preparing to disregard his life to find the whereabouts of the ice sculpture on the top of the mountain, which was ten times colder than the cold front, a faint but almost excited blood-pumping sound came from a cave under the top of the mountain that was sealed in ice.

"Are you here to pick me up?"

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