It's just that the ability contained in this sword intent is also limited, and it can only be used three times.

"The deity doesn't want to owe you a favor."

Jian Zun opened his mouth and coldly drew a line with Mingyue.

Mingyue knew that he was just tsundere.

said so, but the action was still to give her the sword intent to protect herself.

Is this a disguised protection for her?

After all, she is only a cultivator in the Jindan stage now, and there are many people in the immortal cultivation world who can bully her.

If you can hug the big tree of Sword Venerable, wouldn't you have no scruples at all?

Moreover, she felt that she was the same kind of person as him.

There is only a great way in my heart, but I am indifferent to my feelings.

There was no one more suitable to be a double cultivation object with her than Jian Zun.

After descending the mountain, Mingyue was not interested in Xie Zheng and a group of fish's warm invitation.

Although the various letters they sent to convey their thoughts had been piled up into a small mountain, Mingyue did not hesitate to burn all these letters.

It's just ordinary people, what she wants now is the heart of Jian Zun.

However, since Jian Zun gave her a sword intent, Mingyue was treated coldly by Jian Zun for a long time.

After climbing the top of the Sword Venerable for the fifth hundred and sixty-seventh time with various spirit grasses, Mingyue angrily threw a large bundle of spirit grass into the Sword Venerable's room.

Jian Zun's face was still not salty, but she was a little happy in her heart, she hadn't given up teasing herself.

For some reason, he began to get used to her presence.

"The deity said that there is no need for this."

Jian Zun lowered his eyes, and his eyes swept lightly over the various spirit grasses that Mingyue had come up from the foot of the mountain.

She has a heart, and the spiritual grass she found does have the effect of powering up her spiritual power.

"I'll send it, I'll send it, it's your business whether you accept it or not."

Mingyue didn't call him Master Jianzun again this time, and she seemed to be a little unhappy.

"Alright, I'm going down!"

Mingyue turned her head and left.

This cold ice cube, after more than 60 years, still ignores her.

Time for cultivating immortals is fleeting, and more than sixty years are just a flick of a finger.

For this man who has not wavered in her for more than sixty years, Mingyue really suspects that he is not good at that.

During this period, after occasionally giving her a few sword intent self-defense, Jian Zun only symbolically returned her with some insignificant gifts.

Of course, it is insignificant to him, but for Mingyue, the gift given by Jian Zun can be regarded as a top-level spiritual treasure in the Immortal Cultivation Realm!

Suddenly, Jian Zun's face turned cold.

A white shadow appeared in front of Mingyue again without warning.

Just now, Jian Zun saw that there were a few Boyang grasses hidden in the spirit grass brought by Mingyue.

This enchantress! Are you looking down on him?!

What does it mean to give him Boyang grass?!

Suspicion that he is inhumane?!!

"Take the grass away!"

Jian Zun's voice at this time was surprisingly cold, and the temperature of the air around him also dropped with the cold air pressure around him.

Mingyue shuddered, but she was secretly proud in her heart.

Jia Fan, are you still arrogant?

The old lady just looks at you upset!

What, finally got your attention?

Let you ignore the old lady for so many years!

Send you a few pendalis to humiliate and humiliate you-

How! Whatever! Finish!

What can you do with the old lady?

"Lord Jianzun, don't be so fierce~"

Mingyue's voice was very soft, but Jian Zun was unmoved.

This demon girl, sure enough, did it on purpose!

Jia Fan's body exuded a chill, and he approached Mingyue step by step, blocking her in the corner.

Mingyue pretended to be innocent and pitiful, and her voice was soft.

"Lord Jianzun, what are you trying to do to me~"

A bewildering peach color bloomed under Mingyue's eyes, and Jia Pan was stunned for a moment.

But the next moment, he held on to his heart, and when he raised his hand, he broke Mingyue's charm.

A hint of panic appeared in Mingyue's eyes, but she still mustered up the courage to look at Jia Fan.

It's only a little bit of success, and she doesn't believe that this man can not be moved by her after so many years!

Jia Pan gently picked up Mingyue's chin with interest, and his cold fingertips rubbed lightly against her face.

The fingertips of the perennial sword practice were a little rough, Mingyue frowned slightly, and looked at him with a smile in her eyes.

"Your name... Moon? ”

There was a deep look in his dark pupils.

Before Mingyue could answer, he was beaten and picked up by the man.

"The deity can satisfy you."

"It's just that from now on, don't let the deity see you again."

Jia Fan's voice was indifferent and detached, but it instantly ignited Mingyue's heart.

It's just that before Mingyue was ecstatic, and then it was like being thrown into an ice cellar, and the joy sank to the bottom before it was overflowing.

A line of tears slipped down her beautiful and bewitching face, and the flowers on her forehead were blooming brightly.

Jiao flooded up, and the majestic yang energy and cultivation around him instantly submerged Mingyue's body.

Three thousand green silks were hanging and entangled, and Mingyue felt that her dantian was filled with strong yang energy, and her cultivation soared as if she had taken a rocket.

After one night, Mingyue crossed the cultivation of the Yuan Infant Stage and reached the Distraction Period.

A wisp of pale pink smoke escaped from Jia Fan's body and was keenly captured by Mingyue.

The high-flying Ten Thousand Swords Mountain Sword Venerable Fan was actually poisoned?!

No wonder he put down his shelf and committed himself to himself, it turned out that he was just using his own exercises to detoxify him!

Mingyue sneered self-deprecatingly, then lifted the skirt full of flowers on the other side and brushed her sleeves away.

It turns out that the nearly 100 years of time are just their own wishful thinking and mutual use.

Jian Zun is fan, from beginning to end, he is just a cold person.

Mingyue thought that she could get his favor, but it was just a mirror.

Mingyue hated her embarrassed appearance now, the sect master had already taught her that the people of the Hehuan Sect must never really fall in love with someone.

It turns out that the sect master's teachings are not unreasonable.

Only now did Mingyue understand that the so-called love was fundamentally insignificant for the path of cultivating immortals.

is entangled and bound by love and desire, and will eventually disappear like Yingchen.

Therefore, she must become strong enough to become the first person in this immortal cultivation world, and look down on this mortal world!

She doesn't want to be used like an ant anymore!

……

Three hundred years later.

Jian Zun Pan soared a hundred years ago.

In the past three hundred years, Mingyue has traveled among various sects, from the Mahayana monks to the monks of the Merge Period, all of whom have become ministers under her skirt.

And because of this, she became the first person in Mahayana, and her cultivation was invincible.

Since returning from Wanjian Mountain that time, Mingyue agreed to Xie Zheng's marriage proposal, and the two became Taoist couples.

It's just that Xie Zheng knew that she was quite high-spirited, and she was not a thing in the pool, and it was rare to see her come back in a hundred years, so he let her go.

And Mingyue, who became the first person in Mahayana, vented her hatred for the Sword Venerable of Wanjian Mountain on the Wanjian Mountain sect.

In a hundred years, the blood washed Wanjian Mountain three times, and the immortal cultivation world changed color.

Mingyue finally became a demon girl feared by everyone.