Who let him join the Sword Sect!

Chapter 47: Immortality is a circle
Zhang Ze often feels that his career as an immortal is actually a circle.

Everyone who appears must have an identity, and every unlucky person will shine for the righteousness of the world.

And all events will form a closed loop, which is very important for a child in the foundation-building stage.

It's just so much fun.

The consumptive Zhang Ze in front of me is really familiar.

He appears in every short essay written by Song Qingpao.

Moreover, Mr. Song Qingpao would always belittle this elder brother in some way, openly or secretly.

He also hinted that he was the only one who cared about his predecessors and that he was the only one who devoted himself to the Hundred Demons Sect.

Thinking about it this way, Song Qingpao is really a green tea person.

Zhang Ze put the steel bar back, pinched Chen Qin's wrist, reminding her not to rush, and then pretended to be nervous and started watching the show.

Chen Qin probably awakened some of her qualities after her previous experience, and now she is half a step away from becoming the best actress.

The little junior sister's expression changed in a second. Half of her body hid behind Zhang Ze. Her little hands tightly grasped Zhang Ze's arm. Her cheeks were slightly red and she was trembling.

The perfect character of a pure, lovely and weak little sister.

Senior Sister Qiao, lying in a wheelchair, played the role of a disabled but strong-willed and decadent senior sister.

The three of them now look like they are easy to bully.

Qiu Jidan opened his folding fan, kicked away the person blocking his way, and walked into the box like a normal person.

Recently in the world of independent cultivators in Jingqing, Qiu Jidan has become Mr. Qiu from the north.

He's not good at speaking and his acting is not so good, but he's not stupid at all.

Except for Xue Shi and Song Qingpao, all those who knew Qiu Jidan's true identity have been killed.

After all, in the eyes of Blood Lion and Qiu Jidan, compared with the so-called plan, the lives of those low-level cultivators are not important at all.

Qiu Jidan always communicated with Song Qingpao through a single line, and even the undercover agents at the Qingpao Winery didn't know that he, Qiu Jidan, was the messenger of the magic sect.

With Song Qingpao's secret cooperation, Qiu Jidan has already established a good reputation in Jingqing.

The stronghold where the witnesses were silenced was also counted as part of Mr. Qiu's achievement in upholding justice.

He is eager to help others and is generous, just like Song Jiang.

Without Song Qingpao, the traitor loyal to the Hundred Demons Sect, Zhang Ze might not be able to figure out Qiu Jidan's background.

But what exactly is he going to do?

Zhang Ze still couldn't figure it out, so he decided to keep watching.

Qiu Jidan flashed and kicked away several more Qi training stage minions. He stepped forward and grabbed the middle-aged man's wrist. His spiritual energy circulated, and a cold light that had removed the demonic energy flashed by.

"Heh, ahem, I'm Jade-faced Young Master Qiu Jidan, have you heard of me?"

The middle-aged man felt pain in his wrist and loosened his grip on Wang Wu's right hand. He took a step back, formed a spell with his hand, and pointed at Qiu Jidan.

"Which casual cultivator dares to disrupt the affairs of my Lingxi Sect?"

When Qiu Jidan heard the words "Lingxi Sect", he was stunned for a moment, but the fight had already started. With his current personality and his own arrogance, there was naturally no reason for him to stop.

He turned his folding fan into a knife and hit the middle-aged man's arm.

The little fat guy in the lead also seized the opportunity and attacked Qiu Jidan's back.

"What the hell? Eat my finger!"

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Wang Wu unleashed 120% of his potential and crawled out from between everyone's legs like a dragon.

After escaping to the first floor, he pushed aside the diners who were watching at the stairs, ran to the counter, and whispered a few words to the owner of Zuixianlou in a very considerate manner.

"There's a fight going on upstairs. It's not some independent cultivator, it seems to be people from the sect."

The boss of Zuixianlou was also a kind-hearted man. He took out an abacus and did some calculations, and when he found out that he had not lost money today, he shouted.

"Don't watch. The immortals on the second floor are fighting. If you don't want to be affected, run away quickly."

However, most people were unmoved and even squeezed to the second floor.

He yelled again. "Whoever runs fast gets a free meal today. Whoever runs last won't be served for a year!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the diners who were watching the show disappeared in an instant.

Wang Wu suddenly thought of something. He grabbed the arm of a waiter and said, "Hurry up, go to the Sword Hall and ask the Sword Sect's immortal to come over. The sooner the better. I'll reward you when you come back!"

The second floor.

Zhang Ze probably understood the whole story.

Qiu Jidan was not targeting him. He was just doing good deeds every day to enhance his own image.

It was just unfortunate that I met the second generation of Lingxi Sect.

The second generation was also bored and relied on the fact that they were from a legitimate sect to bully these down-and-out Thousand Machine monks.

Thanks to Lili, this second-generation kid only knew about the Zhatian Gang but not the Qianji Pavilion.

I thought Qianji Pavilion was just a shabby workshop set up by a few small Qianji monks.

Zhang Ze didn't know whether his book selling plan could correct this misconception.

However, the Lingxi Sect is also very interesting and has some connection with the Jian Sect.

It is said that the ancestor of Lingxi Sect was originally a massage master in the martial arts world. Because of his talent, he was noticed by a small sect and accepted as a disciple.

He practices during the day and gives massages to his fellow brothers in the sect at night to relieve their fatigue.

At a Qinghe meeting that year, he had the honor of fighting with a disciple of the Sword Sect. One day, he had an epiphany and used his fingers as swords. From then on, his cultivation improved by leaps and bounds.

After reaching half a step into the Nascent Soul stage, he combined the secret techniques of that small sect with his own massage insights, and began to push, move, rub, scrape, rub, touch, and comb.

He created the unique Lingxi Heart Method and founded his own school.

But that was a long time ago. The massage master had long ago died of old age, and the Lingxi Sect has long lost its former grandeur.

The current sect leader has only just reached the Golden Core stage.

Qiu Jidan and the two Lingxi Sect cultivators were already furious with each other and had long forgotten about Zhang Ze, Chen Qin and the others.

Zhang Ze felt a little sleepy, wondering if he should show his domineering aura and reveal his identity as a disciple of the Sword Sect to make the little fat man kneel down and kowtow to him.

But Zhang Ze suddenly found that Qiu Jidan's eyes suddenly changed, and he began to glance at him from time to time.

Like a gay man, his eyes were blurred, three parts entangled, three parts greedy, and a little cruel.

The most perverted thing is that Qiu Jidan didn't look at Chen Qin or Qiao Lezhi, but only at Zhang Ze.

Chen Qin, needless to say, was a truly stunning beauty. Even Senior Sister Qiao, if she kept quiet and dressed up properly, could easily pass for a low-profile Liu Ruyan.

Zhang Ze felt a chill in his heart, but he quickly realized that what Qiu Jidan was actually looking at seemed to be the small ball in his hand.

'Serpent rudder.'

'The mission of the Thousand Machine City.'

'The Xiantian land in the Tianqu Valley of the Seventh Sword Pavilion.'

"The great event that the Hundred Demons Sect has been trying so hard to accomplish."

'It seems like they are all inextricably linked to this little ball.'

"Where did this stone pill come from?"

Now that the foundation has been established, it will probably take some time for this little ball to wake up. Zhang Ze originally planned to wait until the mission in the Qianji Pavilion Trial Cave was completed before going to Hancheng.

But now it seems that the change may be brought forward.

I feel a little itchy if I don't reveal the secret.

Go meet Grandpa Wang's old lover, maybe you can find something.

Having made up his mind, Zhang Ze began to build up his emotions, ready to show off his domineering aura as the protagonist and end this farce.

However, a sword came from the west.

Someone else has taken over Zhang Ze's bad job.

(End of this chapter)