When the cultivation realm now mentions the "Three Realms", it usually refers to the three worlds of "humans, demons, and demons", in addition to the fairyland and ghosts, but the fairyland is high, except for the ascension, the cultivation realm has no contact with it, and the world hates ghosts and dragons, so the two are often not counted in the Three Realms when mentioned.

The human world is divided into Kyushu, composed of cultivators and mortals, Xuantian Sect is located in Zhongzhou, one of Kyushu, and is the largest orthodox immortal cultivation sect in Zhongzhou, and also takes on the responsibility of protecting the people here. If there are demons invading mortals in Zhongzhou, they only need to report to the Xuantian Sect, and the sect will definitely send disciples to kill demons and save the people. For thousands of years, it has been so.

These tasks of slaying demons and eliminating demons are not mandatory for the disciples to perform, but they are closely related to the cultivation resources obtained by the disciples of each peak. Xuantian Sect is divided into seventy-two peaks, and which peak has completed the most tasks, the resources of the sect are naturally more inclined to them. The Siming Peak, where Xue Yanjing is located, has few disciples because the master is picky, so these tasks are naturally a little heavy.

"For a task of the same difficulty, we have fewer people, so it will naturally take longer to complete," Sixth Senior Brother Fang Yuan explained to Xue Yanjing, "Of course, if necessary, you can ask for help from other peak disciples, but in that case, they will have to take the lion's share of the spirit stones they are allocated." ”

"In other words, our Siming Peak is actually quite poor." Xue Yanjing concluded.

"......" Fang Yuan scratched his head, he really couldn't refute it. In addition to the resources provided by the sect, the disciples of other peaks actually have a master's subsidy, but their master is unconscious, and the sect does not pay much attention to it, and the Siming Peak is basically free-range.

It can only be said that there are few good and bad people, and the resources given by the sect can be slightly less shabby after being averaged to everyone's head, but the poor are indeed quite poor. In order to forge a sword for Xue Yan before, coupled with the constant temperature formation arranged for her small courtyard, Yan Hui and Fang Yuan's savings had almost been emptied.

In fact, over the years, there have also been other elders who have hinted that these talented disciples of Siming Peak have switched to other peaks, but they are all grateful for the friendship of their teachers and refuse to nod.

Thinking of the kind teacher who taught several apprentices in the past, Fang Yuan mourned in his heart.

"It is the duty of our monks to slay demons and protect the people," the third senior sister Yan Hui wiped her swift wind, "Although we have few people, we must do our best." ”

Xue Yan nodded in surprise: "Fifth Senior Sister has been busy with this recently?" ”

"That's right, most of the tasks of Siming Peak over the years have been busy with your fifth senior sister," Yan Hui sighed, "She is very strong, this time the second senior brother said that he would go on her behalf, and she drove him back, saying that he was at a critical moment of impacting the realm, let him hurry up and go to retreat, so as not to cause trouble for her." ”

Fang Yuan frowned: "But this time the fifth senior sister has been gone for so long, could it be that she has encountered those things like ghosts?" ”

Seeing that Xue Yanjing seemed a little puzzled, Yan Hui didn't explain to her, just shook his head and comforted: "No, when she wrote last time, she mentioned that she would return to the mountain soon after, don't worry." ”

Xue Yan thought about it in surprise, and felt that he shouldn't have eaten white rice in Siming Peak: "Next time I have a task, can I let the fifth senior sister take me to have a look, maybe I can also help a little?" ”

Yan Hui smiled and shook his head: "Your fifth senior sister is not as good at talking as me, if your strength is not enough, she will be very straightforward to think that you are dragging her feet, and she will ask your sixth senior brother if she doesn't believe it." ”

"......" Fang Yuan wiped a handful of bitter tears on the side.

Xue Yan smiled in surprise, the fifth senior sister was cold to Shu's cultivation of ruthless swordsmanship, what she pursued was absolute fairness to everyone, and she only did what she thought was right.

"What are you laughing at?" Yan Hui reminded the little junior sister, "When she comes back and finds that you have not entered the country for several months, you will be miserable." ”

Xue Yan's smile froze, and Fang Yuan sat down beside her with a sad face: "Fifth Senior Sister is really unforgiving, last time I showed her her self-created exercises, she said that I was like a crazy ox plowing the ground. ”

“……”

"But don't be afraid, when the sky falls, I will still have your sixth senior brother on top," Fang Yuan patted his chest and promised, "If she wants to scold, she will scold me first!" ”

"Can you set a good example for the little junior sister?" Yan Hui glanced at him, looked at Xue Yan and exclaimed, "Senior sister, it's naturally good that you have the intention of helping, but don't be in a hurry, the secret realm of ten thousand swords will be opened after a while, I will take you over then, so as to find a sword to take advantage of." ”

It turned out that she had noticed that the little junior sister's sword was broken.

"Third Senior Sister ......"

Yan Hui waved his hand heartily: "Don't be polite to me again, since the 'green silk' I cast is not suitable for you, it will be broken if it is broken, and you can find another one." ”

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Xue Yanjing still went to class as usual every day, she had already consulted Master Li, in the case of no pen, no paper and no dansha, what kind of realm is it to draw spirit runes out of thin air with spiritual power. Li Fuzi could not answer, he confessed, this was beyond his cognition, he had only seen similar records in ancient books, but he had never seen anyone in the world who could do it.

He thought that Xue Yanjing had also seen it from ancient books, and he was very pleased that a disciple was so studious, so he chatted with her a few more words, and sighed casually: "Imagine if someone can really do this, wouldn't there be a steady stream of talismans available during the battle?" Coupled with a cultivator who is the main attacker, the two of them are almost invincible in the world. ”

Xue Yan was surprised: "What if there is only one person, attacking with one hand, and drawing talismans with the other hand?" ”

Li Fuzi shook his head: "It sounds feasible, but it is almost impossible to do it in actual combat, after all, drawing a talisman is not just a casual two-stroke comparison, and the whole process must be engrossed." Attacking with one hand and drawing talismans with the other, how can the spirit runes be effective if they are so distracted? ”

Xue Yan nodded in surprise, indicating that he had been taught. He also borrowed a lot of books on talismans from his master, and prepared to study them carefully. The drawing talisman is to draw the aura of heaven and earth for her own use, and it consumes less spiritual power for the cultivator herself, which is suitable for her now.

She entered the country with the painting charm, and Li Fuzi was full of praise, saying that she was smart and perceptive, and she had to praise her routinely every time she was in class.

At this point, some of the disciples who were originally the most favored by the master were not convinced, thinking of Xue Yanjing's stunned appearance in front of the deacon's hall and embarrassing the sect, where did he look like he had a high level of understanding? On weekdays, I look lazy and lazy, I don't necessarily work hard, and my cultivation is poor, but I just happen to have some talent in drawing, and it's worth being praised by the master? But they didn't dare to refute it in front of Master Li, so they came up with a bad idea and planned to teach her a lesson in private.

On this day, everyone sent someone to keep an eye on them, and while Xue Yan was startling away, a group of disciples who loved to join in the excitement sneaked into the halfway point of Siming Peak and chatted together.

"Song Ming, is that thing of yours reliable?"

"It must be reliable, my brother is the steward of the Royal Beast Hall, I specially found an excuse to support him to steal a few poisonous beasts and throw them in Xue Yanjing's small courtyard, how can I let her learn a lesson!"

Everyone talked excitedly for a while, looking forward to it for a long time, but they never saw Xue Yan come back.

Someone couldn't help but ask: "Song Ming, what kind of poisonous beast did you steal, give us a thorough understanding?" ”

Song Ming actually didn't understand this, he was afraid of being caught by the people of the Royal Beast Hall, so he just grabbed three cages and quickly slipped out, and at this time he pretended to be a pass: "Anyway, they are all powerful poisonous beasts, you just wait to see the excitement." ”

Everyone was afraid of being detected by Xue Yan, so they ambushed behind the rocks far away, and waited boredly for a long time before they saw Xue Yan coming back with the spirit donkey, and everyone was excited.

"Huh?" With a squeak, Xue Yanjing had just pushed open the courtyard door, and saw a coiled snake in the courtyard seemed to be disturbed by the sound of the door opening, like a tightened bow, and rushed straight towards her door.

The memory is gone, but some knee-jerk reactions are not lost.

Xue Yan didn't have time to think about it, he didn't dodge or dodge, he only subconsciously raised his hand, pinched the snake's seven inches accurately in the air, and brought the snake over and controlled it in his hand. The snake hissed at her, the tips of its teeth dripping with venom, and Xue Yan was shocked to open its mouth, observing the teeth inside and out.

She didn't know what kind of snake it was, but she could see that it seemed to be poisonous, but the donkey who followed her into the door saw that she was carrying it, and immediately rushed over, arching her with its big head, and digging its hooves on the ground, as if to warn her of the danger, and urge her to throw it away quickly.

Xue Yan paused, although the senior brothers and sisters all lived on the top of the mountain, and there was a long distance away from her small courtyard on the mountainside, but it was difficult to guarantee that the poisonous snake would not swim past, she thought for a while, raised her finger and probed into the mouth of the poisonous snake, felt the poisonous fang, put her fingers together, and pulled the poisonous fang down with a force.

The poisonous snake hated her very much, and desperately stretched its neck to bite her, but Xue Yan straightened his slender body, tied a slightly complicated knot, and carried it to the worried spirit donkey to tease it: "Look, auspicious knot." ”

The donkey gave her an angry look.

Xue Yan suddenly realized that he was hard to find, and admired his work alone for a moment, and then threw away the knotted snake.

She didn't know it, so she didn't feel any danger from the beginning to the end.

The crowd who watched the whole process couldn't help but cast questioning eyes on Song Ming. The latter scratched his head, feeling very shameless, but he was even more afraid that he would not be able to explain if he lost this thing, so he hurriedly called someone to help catch the snake back.

The snake lost its two fangs, was knotted again, lost its dignity, and sat motionless on the ground in the position of being thrown out to think about the snake. It didn't take much effort for a few people to catch it easily.

Song Ming untied the dead knot with a bitter face, but a disciple on the side stared at the snake, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that something was wrong: "Wait, there are brown on the back and dark spots on the abdomen, this can't be a sharp-nosed spirit pit viper, right?!" ”

Someone on the side didn't understand: "What's wrong with the sharp-nosed pit viper?" Dangerous? ”

"This thing is going to kill people! Our Yuan Infant Stage is fine, but the monks of the Jindan Stage can't resist its toxicity at all! ”

Everyone looked at each other, they just wanted to teach Xue Yanjing a lesson, but they didn't want to kill someone, so they hurriedly asked, "Are you sure?" ”

"I'm sure!"

Killing the same sect is a taboo in Xuantian Sect, Song Ming was stunned, and he was also a little afraid, but seeing that Xue Yan was shocked, he still said stiffly: "How come?" I started so late than her, and now I'm in my infancy. If she dies like this, then she can only blame herself for being too weak! ”

The person who reminded him was helpless, and asked with some anxiety: "What other poisonous beast did you take?" It can't be that dangerous, right? ”

"There shouldn't be," Song Ming scratched his head, "There is also a big bird, with bells and whistles, the top of its head is blue, its belly is yellow, and it doesn't look particularly dangerous, hey, don't ask, can I really kill her?" ”

The questioner hesitated for a moment, as if he remembered something, took out a picture of a hundred beasts from the storage ring, quickly turned to one of the pages, and slammed the book in front of him: "Is this it?" ”

Song Ming looked down at the portrait on the page: "It's a bit like, what's wrong?" ”

The man's voice changed in anger, and he put the book under Song Ming's eyes: "What's wrong with you?" ”

Everyone leaned over and stared at the small words under the portrait of the big bird on the page: "The spirit bird is mocking, the top feather is blue, and the color is extremely bright...... Not this one...... It senses danger very quickly, and can judge the realm of cultivators, so there are people and animals as spiritual pets...... This paragraph is useless...... "Someone looked at ten lines at a glance, and when he finally found the point, he exclaimed and read it: "Angry and angry, its voice can reach people's ears, one makes the heart and kidneys not communicate, two makes the ears deaf, three makes the seven orifices bleed, and four makes the muscles and veins broken, only the transformation of the gods can be avoided...... Song! ”

Song Ming also panicked: "Really? Such a dangerous thing, my brother...... Why don't you put it away better? ”

Someone reacted quickly: "What are you doing in a daze?" Before she provokes the mocking bird, hurry up and stop the people! ”

A weak voice came from above them: "It seems like ...... It's late. ”

Everyone hurriedly probed out from behind the boulder, only to see Xue Yan in the small courtyard holding a colorful creature covered in feathers, taking a handful of it, and stuffing it with a mouthful of cabbage.

Song Ming was anxious: "Did she think she was feeding the donkey?" Feed the donkey whatever it eats! Beware of provoking it! ”

Before someone could react, they asked themselves, "What is this?" Is Xue Yan a spirit pet that he raised? Such a listless and slumped head, it doesn't look like a serious spiritual pet......"

Catching up with the foolish eyes of the others, this person slapped his thigh: "Mocking bird!" ”

"No, are you sure?" Everyone looked at the big bird who was shocked by Xue Yan and had no power to fight back, "I don't resist like this, it looks like my temper is not bad...... Is it really a mocking bird? ”

The man who took out the book nodded affirmatively: "It's a mocking bird!" ”

"Then stop her! According to the book, people below the incarnation period will be killed by this thing! ”

"Wait...... A question popped into my mind. Someone whispered.

"What?"

"We ...... There's no transformation period. ”

Everyone was in a dilemma for a while, holding their breath and staring at Xue Yan, who knew nothing in the distance and was still playing birds, completely unaware that he was holding a big killing weapon, and was so anxious that he almost cried.

The latter glanced up in the direction of the rock, and then smiled and looked down at the beautiful bird in her hand, which was trembling in her hand, helpless as a feather duster.