Chapter 3: Wenqin on Fuyun Mountain

"Ahh

Screams came from the front.

Lu Xiaojing's attention was soon attracted by the river water under the raft, and the river water fluctuated abnormally, which was afraid of a bad omen.

In the blink of an eye, Wen Qin was also dragged down the river by the unknown monster.

"Ahh Save me! Save me! ”

Seeing this, Lu Xiaojing hurriedly untied the thousand machine rope on his arm, held the rope in his hand, and threw it hard towards Wen Qin's position.

In the next second, Wen Qin surfaced with the thousand machine rope, and his wet body crossed an arc in the air, and then fell heavily at Lu Xiaojing's feet.

Several young masters on the bamboo raft suddenly pointed to the water and shouted.

"What's that?"

Lu Xiaojing lowered his eyes and saw that the dense small black fish had surrounded the bamboo raft, and the scene was a little numb.

The Ninth Form of Long Xiao Gong - Long Xiao Nine Days!

With a flick of her palms, a phantom of a swimming dragon was already hovering above the bamboo raft, and the next moment she leaned into the river, blasting the river around the bamboo raft a foot high.

Hundreds of live fish turned into corpses in an instant.

Seeing that there were still little black fish coming towards them one after another, she could only continue to make a palm, and when the internal strength was about to be exhausted, those little black fish seemed to have finally completed their mission and scattered.

Wen Qin glared at Lu Xiaojing viciously.

"I can't thank you!"

Lu Xiaojing stretched out his hand directly to her.

"One hundred taels, two clear."

Wen Qin gritted her teeth in anger, she took off the blood jade bracelet on her wrist and threw it directly to her.

"Genjing, huh? I remember you! ”

If it weren't for the fear of affecting her assessment results, Lu Xiaojing would not have saved her, and with Wen Qin's temperament, even if she saved her without trying to reciprocate, she would not be grateful.

"Brother Xuan, your leg is injured."

Lu Xiaojing lowered her eyes and saw that there was really blood oozing out of her calf, and the wound was obviously bitten by the little black fish, but she didn't notice it at all.

Others wanted to help, but she immediately refused.

"No, I'll do it myself."

Young Master Jia stared at her wound and could see it.

"Brother Xuan, why is your blood dark red? Those fish should not be poisonous, and Miss Wen's blood color is normal. ”

Lu Xiaojing's heart to defend people is very heavy.

"Everyone is beautiful and ugly, and it is not surprising that blood has different shades of color."

Several young masters nodded in agreement.

"Yes."

After the test, everyone's scores appeared in the void.

Lu Xiaojing ranked sixty-second with a score of sixty-five points, and several young masters who were on the same raft with him also successfully entered the top ninety-nine.

Wen Qin has a double spirit root and has an innate advantage, but the ranking is behind Lu Xiaojing, so she is naturally unwilling.

"Elder, Xuanjing's blood is highly poisonous, and letting him stay in the sect is a threat to the lives of other disciples."

There were several elders standing on the high ranks, they usually had their own opinions, but today they miraculously reached an agreement, and after probing Lu Xiaojing's vein, they all felt that she should not be left behind.

"Although the poison in his body is not fatal to cultivators, it also requires a large amount of elixir to detoxify, if he is a single spirit root, it is not impossible to waste thousands of rare elixirs for him, but the spirit root in his body is a pseudo spirit root, it's a pity."

"The purity of the pseudo-spiritual root is extremely low, the cultivation speed is extremely slow, and it is difficult to build a foundation for the rest of his life, leaving him behind will indeed do more harm than good."

Lu Xiaojing didn't fight for himself from beginning to end.

This feeling of putting your destiny in the hands of someone else is uncomfortable, but it is also unavoidable.

When Lu Xiaojing left, she passed by Wen Qin, and the other party stopped her directly, and said arrogantly.

"My blood jade bracelet, stay and go!"

Although I don't know how she guessed that she was highly poisonous, for Lu Xiaojing, it is okay to make money, and it is absolutely not allowed to let her bleed.

"Miss Wen, I saved your life anyway, even if you don't know how to be grateful, you still used such despicable means to force me out, even if you are a relative of the head of the family, you can't bully people like this."

"You-"

"Mountains and rivers meet, Miss Wen, we will definitely meet again."

Lu Xiaojing smiled at Wen Qin, she wrote down this account.

After leaving the Heavenly Wolf Sect, Lu Xiaojing went directly into Shimen City, found a restaurant, ordered a few meat dishes, and was about to have a good meal, when someone sat next to him uninvited.

"Little brother, there is fate when you meet, are you interested in coming to the Peach Blossom Sect?"

The other party looked no more than forty, with a wisp of goatee, and was dressed very modestly.

The man was quite self-acquainted, and he picked up the flask and poured himself a glass of wine, and was about to clink glasses with her, but she grabbed her wrist, snatched it back, and drank it all with her head up.

"Not interested."

Goatee swallowed and continued to lobby.

"Our Peach Blossom Sect, although there are few disciples, but in terms of resources, it will definitely not be as wolf as the Heavenly Wolf Sect, little brother may wish to think again."

Lu Xiaojing just wanted to refuse, but several Heavenly Wolf Sect disciples suddenly broke in from outside.

"He's here!"

They approached with great vigour, and it was clear that they were not good people.

"Stinky boy, dare to steal Senior Sister Wen's bracelet, it's just looking for death!"

Lu Xiaojing turned his head and found that the goatee had long since disappeared.

It's also too unreliable.

Lu Xiaojing drank all the wine in the cup, called Xiao Er, and checked out and packed.

"You want to kill me? There are a lot of people here, and we can't show it, so let's change places. ”

Several Heavenly Wolf Sect disciples were led out of the city by Lu Xiaojing.

Although she has kung fu, she is not vulnerable to spells at all, and when they raise their swords to stab at her, she directly closes her eyes and waits for Xuanying to strike.

The shadow didn't even show its face, and a palm wind swept them out a few feet away.

The disciples of the Heavenly Wolf Sect looked stunned, "Withdraw!" ”

Lu Xiaojing's eyes swept a gray figure from the corner of her eyes, and the goatee quietly followed her out of the city, her eyes turned, and her heart was a little more than usual.

"Thank you...... Master came to the rescue! ”

Goatee was slightly stunned, and after hesitating for a few seconds, he took the risk of taking her.

"My name is Song Nianfeng, 43 years old, there are only two apprentices under my disciples, from now on, you are their third junior brother!"

The Peach Blossom Sect is thousands of miles away from the Heavenly Wolf Sect, and the sect is hidden in a peach blossom forest, there is no magnificent palace in it, and there are no magnificent sect disciples, which is simply different from the Heavenly Wolf Sect.

Although Lu Xiaojing was mentally prepared, he was still shocked by the defeat of the sect.

Song Nianfeng brought her to Gongshan Hall, obviously an elder of the sect, but he whispered to a little steward.

"This is my newly accepted apprentice, named Xuanjing."

The steward directly threw him two hundred low-grade spirit stones, and said with a hesitant expression.

"If he doesn't stay in the sect for more than a year, these two hundred spirit stones will be deducted from your Yuelu!"

Song Nianfeng repeatedly promised, "Don't worry, you can definitely stay for a year." ”

Out of the Gongshan Hall, Song Nianfeng left Lu Xiaojing a wooden plaque symbolizing his identity, "Master still needs to go down the mountain, you can go directly to Fulu Pavilion to find your second senior brother." ”

Lu Xiaojing was very curious, "You have deceived two apprentices to go up the mountain all these years?" ”

Song Nianfeng frowned, "How can this be called a lie!" ”

Lu Xiaojing asked, "You're gone, who taught me to cultivate!" ”

Song Nianfeng directly raised his sword, "The master led the door, the cultivation is personal, there are books in my room that teach you to induce qi into the body, you can figure it out yourself." ”

Lu Xiaojing sighed lightly.

She, the master, is really not a little unreliable.

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After seeing the master go away, Lu Xiaojing walked towards Fulu Pavilion.

On the way, all you see are broken walls and ruins, potholes and mud floors, giving people the feeling that in addition to desolation, it is ...... Poor!

It seems that making money is hopeless.

"No, I didn't eat it!"

There were a few screams faintly ahead.

Lu Xiaojing approached with the sound, and saw that outside the door of a room, someone was bullying, and the disciple who was beaten was a small stammer, looking very honest and honest, even if his nose and face were swollen after being beaten, he still didn't ask for mercy on his mouth.

The beater was fat-headed and big-eared, and when he spoke, he stammered and kicked him hard.

"Dare to quibble!"

Lu Xiaojing has always been alone, and naturally he will not cause trouble for irrelevant people, but the fat-headed man is obviously angry with her, a passerby.

"Look at what! Which of your pavilions! Why are you still wearing a mask? I'm afraid to see people! ”

Lu Xiaojing didn't answer and asked, "How do you get to Fulu Pavilion?" ”

The fat-headed man was interested, "Fulu Pavilion? Are you Elder Song's apprentice? Coincidentally, this thief is your senior brother! ”

Lu Xiaojing's eyes turned and fell on the 'little stammer', the master said, the second senior brother's name is Cheng Qian, and he is often bullied by his peers because he is too honest, so there is no doubt that he is it.

Cheng Qian was both happy and panicked, "I didn't, I didn't steal." ”

After understanding, the fat-headed man lost two cultivation pills, because Cheng Qian was on duty in Huanyi Pavilion today, so this hat was buckled on the top of his head.

"Catch the thief and catch the stolen goods, since you didn't see him stealing your pill with your own eyes, you can't convict him."

Lu Xiaojing didn't want to meddle in things, but because of Cheng Qian's identity, he could only enter the game, but the fat-headed man was very arrogant.

"In the Peach Blossom Sect, my words are proof! I said he stole it, that's what he stole it! ”

"What do you want?"

The fat-headed man swept Lu Xiaojing up and down and said disdainfully.

"Look at your poor and sour appearance, I'm afraid I can't afford to pay it, so let's do it, as long as you go back to Fulu Pavilion on your knees, take three steps and kowtow, and shout that I am a fool, I won't care about this matter."

Lu Xiaojing frowned, "What if I refuse?" ”

The fat-headed man clicked his finger bones, "Then beat until you agree!" ”