Chapter 45 of the text: Be a melon-eating audience
Jiang Xing'er immediately ran up to the tall building and saw Yisheng Lei who was meditating.
Yishenglei also knew that Jiang Xing'er was coming, so he slowly opened his eyes.
"Huh, why don't you practice, what are you doing here?" Yisheng Lei asked two strange questions in a row.
"You also have divine sense?" Jiang Xing'er didn't answer, but instead asked a question.
"After entering here, the mind will be stimulated, and then you will have a strange divine sense, and then you will practice? Haven't you accepted the professor of the master here?" Yisheng Lei was confused when he heard Jiang Xing'er ask.
Jiang Xing'er was taken aback, he was really speechless. As soon as he came in, he didn't do anything, he just wanted to fly, and he was immediately attacked by his divine sense.
Then the Illusory Karma Yan was directly devoured by the Divine Sense Attack, and then he himself has been devouring the Divine Consciousness Attack here, and there is no powerful person to teach him anything.
Jiang Xing'er's body shook, and he immediately bowed respectfully to his surroundings, as if he was a child who had done something wrong.
"Adults don't remember villains, I have eyes without losing Mount Tai, and please let the great immortal let me go." Jiang Xing'er was scared at this time, and her mouth was full of self-talk.
"What's going on?" Yishenglei asked puzzled when he saw Jiang Xing'er so strange.
Jiang Xing'er was frightened into a cold sweat at this time, he was in the mood to listen to Yisheng Lei, he didn't want to offend the master here again, so he sat down slowly and obediently, and practiced in a disciplined manner.
"Hmm. Boy, are you settled now? haha. Suddenly, Jiang Xing'er's body shook, because he heard an old voice, but it seemed to come from his heart.
"Well, great seniors, juniors are polite. Jiang Xing'er replied in her heart, and didn't forget to pat her ass.
"Haha, how many years. I can count the people who can practice the Divine Extinguishing Needle on my fingers. But this is the first time I've seen you practice like this. And your treasures are very good, and they are all spiritual. But they don't seem to convince you, strange, strange, funny, funny. That voice seemed to be very interested in Jiang Xing'er.
"Well, great senior, you don't have anything to do, you can pay attention to other people, I heard that there are many geniuses here. Jiang Xing'er said calmly.
"Haha, don't be afraid, kid. I'm just a dead soul, and I can only live here. Do you know the origin of that gourd on you?" the voice seemed to be very concerned about the gourd, and now it deliberately asked.
"Senior, I really don't know about this. Jiang Xing'er relaxed a little and replied truthfully.
"Well, even I don't know, it's mysterious, it's mysterious. The old voice seemed to be thinking.
"The predecessor is a necromancer, won't it be by my side?" Jiang Xing'er squinted his eyes and peeked around, trying to find out where the necromancer who was chatting with him was.
"Haha, I'm everywhere here, you don't have to look for it. Boy, hope you'll be able to come back again. When the old voice had said this, it was silent.
Jiang Xing'er didn't know why, but he called his predecessor a few more times, but he didn't get a reply.
"Why will I come again? Could it be that I still have to participate in the disciple selection once?" Jiang Xing'er was helpless, he didn't want to participate again.
Jiang Xing'er was thinking about which sect it would be better for him to join at this time, he thought about it for a long time, but the result still couldn't be decided. He shook his head and decided not to bother with these useless things, and these things would be left behind and they would be solved in the future.
Time passed very slowly, but Jiang Xing'er didn't dare to go out and be presumptuous anymore. Because he knew that there was a necromantic guardian here, and if he was unhappy, would he be killed here?
"Why does time pass so slowly?" Jiang Xing'er thought secretly as if she was sitting on pins and needles.
Jiang Xing'er opened half of her eyes and looked around, and found that there was no movement at all.
Yisheng Lei was cultivating at this time, and he didn't care about other things at all.
Jiang Xing'er speculated that Yisheng Lei had been taught, so Ping Di and Jiang Anqiu would also be taught, so that he wouldn't have to go to them in such a hurry.
Jiang Xing'er stood up slowly, looked around again, and found nothing abnormal, before he went down the stone building lightly.
"Takashi"
Suddenly, Jiang Xing'er heard the sound of a fight in the distance, and he immediately released his divine sense to sweep it.
It turned out that Long Wenyun was fighting with a young man, and the two of them fought without a victory, knocking down a large number of the surrounding stone buildings.
"Well, who is it?" the young man asked, frowning, and stopped attacking.
"Why is Jiang Daoyou okay to do? So idle?" Long Wenyun also stopped attacking, and when he saw that it was Jiang Xing'er, he asked strangely.
"I'm just looking around, leave me alone, you guys keep going. Jiang Xing'er was sitting on a tall building, as if she was a melon-eating audience.
"Hmph, we don't need outsiders to interfere in the affairs of our Xuanyan Sect. You're leaving right now, and you're still alive. The young man said with murderous eyes in his eyes.
Jiang Xing'er just looked at the young man with a smile, but she didn't want to leave here.
The young man jumped forward, and jumped directly to Jiang Xing'er's side. The cold light of his left hand flashed, and he slashed towards Jiang Xing'er's throat.
Jiang Xing'er saw clearly that the young man was holding a cold dagger, so he bent over, swiped forward, and crossed over with the young man.
The corner of the young man's mouth sneered, and his left foot stretched out and kicked directly at Jiang Xing'er's waist.
Jiang Xing'er's body rotated, and he flew several meters away with his strength.
As soon as the dagger in the young man's hand flicked, he flew towards Jiang Xing'er.
Jiang Xing'er frowned, this is not over. He took out the red dragon and stabbed it straight.
"When"
The red dragon flicked the dagger away, and it stabbed into a stone.
"Hmph, if you can use martial arts here, I will definitely let you know what horror is. The young man said fiercely, as if his strength was limited here.
"My name is Jiang Xing'er, I don't know the name of Daoyou. Jiang Xing'er asked with a smile.
"Trash, and want to know my name, you don't deserve it. The young man smiled contemptuously.
Jiang Xing'er was originally a very easy-going person, and of course he didn't want to fight with this kind of person about whether he was garbage or not.
"Long Daoyou, I don't know where you're going now?" Jiang Xing'er asked with a smile at Long Wenyun, not caring about the killing god in front of him.
"You're really too idle, we're competing. In this city, the first place will be decided every time there is a selection. Long Wenyun replied helplessly, he really couldn't understand whether this Jiang Xing'er was really stupid or fake.
"Uh, that's a bother. "Jiang Xing'er has a big head for a while, why do you have to decide to come out with the first place here?
"Hmph, I'm here, I still want to run. The young man sneered, summoned the dagger back, and then waved his right hand, and several knives were between his fingers.
The young man waved his right hand, and the knife shot out instantly.
Jiang Xing'er only saw a few flashes of light, and the knife had already come to his eyes, and the speed was too fast. But he didn't dodge, because instead of piercing his body, the knives bypassed him.
Jiang Xing'er didn't understand what was going on, and the young man appeared in front of him.
"You're dead. The young man sneered.
I saw that the young man's dagger in his left hand was picked up a few times, anyway, it was in Jiang Xing'er's eyes, because his dagger did not attack Jiang Xing'er at all.
Suddenly, Jiang Xing'er was taken aback, he found that the sky that had just been slashed by the knife lit up, as sharp as a late sword mark, and it was shrinking rapidly. He couldn't dodge at this point, because the long sword marks surrounded him in all directions.