The green of the mountain was dyed with a variety of colors after being swept away by the sword qi.

Mingying looked down at the various flowers under her feet, her eyes full of amazement.

It turns out that it's not just a sword to kill demons.

In the hands of a true owner, it can also create such miracles.

Seeing that the demonic qi dissipated, Xuan Hanyue didn't plan to stay longer, and quickly said goodbye to the two: "Since the demonic qi has been removed, then I won't stay more, forget the dust Buddha, our sect will say goodbye." ”

Ming Ying, who stayed in place, watched the people of Tianji Pavilion leave, and then the village chief also took people to say goodbye to Ming Ying, leaving her and Wangchen in the same place.

Suddenly it was quiet, and Mingying was still a little dazed.

It's over so soon?

"Mingying, your sword." A sudden voice interrupted her thoughts.

The hilt of the sword was sent to her, looking at Forget Chen, who was close at hand, but Ming Ying didn't reach out to take it, but said, "I think he might be more suitable in your hands." ”

The sword she held was really just a fully automatic slashing tool, and this sword in the hands of the deity directly revived everything with a spring breeze and rain, and the efficiency was increased by at least a hundred times.

Forget Chen, who didn't want to hear this, changed his face and said in a gloomy tone: "You want to abandon him?" ”

Mingying, who never expected this ending, was a little stupid, "I didn't mean that, don't get me wrong." ”

"And what do you mean?" The Buddha, whose face was like white jade, was a few steps closer, and his golden eyes were a little sharp.

"I just think it's in your hands? He plays a bigger role," Ming Ying said, looking at the other party's eyes full of sincerity: "Sword with hero, isn't it supposed to be?" ”

The golden eyes narrowed slightly, and Wangchen looked at the girl in front of him, hooked his lips and smiled: "No, he is there to protect you." ”

He forcefully shoved the sword into her hand, and then spit out this sentence: "I'll teach you to cultivate tomorrow." ”

The girl's eyes in front of her lit up as soon as she brushed them: "Really?!" Thank you, Forget Dust, you are such a nice person! ”

Good guys?

Forget the dust doesn't think so.

As the soul of the earth that carries the memory, Forget the Dust knows the truth better than anyone else.

He was just a tool that was carved out of the original body and used to calculate this woman.

Before seeing this person, Wuchen didn't feel that he would be affected by that ridiculous feeling, how could a mortal woman influence his thoughts and block his path to godhood.

But when she stood in front of him in her wedding dress, the heart in her chest beat wildly.

Instinct drove him to possess the person in front of him, hiding her in a place where no one knew about it, and only he could see her.

So he changed his plans in that instant.

The tip of his tongue licked the roof of his mouth, and he listened to the girl next to him chatter.

"Forget the dust, what is the sect competition that the Xuan Pavilion Lord said just now?"

"This sect is the ......"

In previous years, the sect competition was a competition between the various sects and Tianjiao in the immortal cultivation world.

Whether it is Tianji Pavilion or Vientiane Temple, people will be sent to participate.

It is also because of this that Wangchen will meet the villagers of Daoxiang Village who ask for help.

When they came down the mountain, it was just the two of them.

It was still noon when Mingying came up in a wedding dress, but now the sun had set.

Looking at the bald head around her that was brightly illuminated, she felt a little pity.

The first encounter with the paper man's wife, she actually became someone else's bride in a wedding dress.

Unexpectedly, the earth soul is now a monk and a Buddha.

Interestingly, when he first met Pu Zhan in the game, he was also a monk and his identity was also a Buddha.

Between distractions, his feet slipped, and before Mingying's exclamation could be spoken, he was firmly held by the forgotten dust on the side.

The handsome Buddha lowered his eyes and looked at Mingying, and the afterglow of the setting sun made the tears in the corners of his eyes soften by two points, but the words he spit out were not very pleasant: "Your chassis doesn't look very stable, get up tomorrow, I'll take the cultivation." ”

It was five o'clock in the morning.

As a social animal who goes to work at nine o'clock, Mingying has always maintained a good habit of starting at eight o'clock, and it is really a bit terrible to start at five o'clock.

She tried to discuss it with Forget Chen: "That, it's a little too early, what do you think of Chenshi?" ”

Forget Chen's gaze fell on the turquoise long sword, and he seemed to smile: "So sure, this sword can protect you?" ”

Mingying was silent......

"Okay, tomorrow will be the time, we will see you or leave."

What gold fingers, what forget the dust, are not as reliable as themselves!

In case one day the golden finger is gone, and Forget Chen is not there, at least she can run two steps by herself, instead of standing in place and waiting for death.

And this world is the world of cultivating immortals, and it's cool to hear that Edgeworth is flying or something, okay!

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Getting up at five o'clock is something that Mingying hasn't done for a long time.

When he yawned and followed Forgotten Dust, the sky was still gray.

Mingying had already prepared, but when she heard Wuchen say that she would let her climb the mountain along the mountain road by herself, she was still a little nervous.

For a house with industrious limbs, this is too cruel: "Is this the first step in cultivation? ”

After reading novels for so many years, didn't cultivation start with some qi induction, could it be that what was written in the novels of cultivating immortals was fake.

Forget Chen shook his head: "That's not the case. ”

"Then why should I climb the mountain?"

Forget Chen's tone was calm: "I said yesterday, you are unstable, immortal cultivators must be down-to-earth, and sword cultivation is even more so." ”

“…… Is it okay if I don't learn swords now? After a while, Ming Ying spit out such a sentence, but got the expression of the man in front of her who seemed to be smiling.

"Then Mingying, what are you going to learn? Is there a method of double cultivation in the Hehuan sect? He stopped: "Or do you want to learn the way of spying on the heavenly machine with Xuan Hanyue?" ”

Hehuan Sect? Of course, this is impossible, and when I think back to something, it is difficult for Mingying's face to look at it.

As for what snooping on the heavens, she didn't think she had this talent.

Holding the sword in her arms, Ming Ying gritted her teeth: "I'll still learn the sword." ”

As she spoke, she lifted her feet and walked up the hill.

Forget the dust did not leave, and followed her,

Compared to Mingying, he looked more like he had come for a walk.

There are white peach blossoms all along the way, because of the sword that forgot the dust yesterday, this piece of peach blossoms is in full bloom abnormally.

The sky gradually brightened, the wind gently swept through the branches, and the white peach blossom petals fell from the branches, staying in the bright hair.

It's a pity that Mingying didn't care, and went up with all her strength panting.

Angry?

Forget the dust caught the peach blossom that fell in front of him, looked at the bulging girl, and only felt funny.

Although he was angry, Ming Ying didn't choose any Hehuan Sect Tianji Pavilion, he was actually very happy.

It meant that she didn't treat the game as just a game.

Although the reason is not because of him, but because of that "Pu Zhan".