Fairies, please don't talk to me about love

Seeing that Elder Zhen Feng refused to give up, Zhang Ruyi had no choice but to take out the cheongsam that had been almost altered and handed it to her.

The elder’s first reaction after taking the clothes was: The pattern of this clothes is so beautiful!

And she also realized that this was a garment that was similar to the robes of some other sects and did not require the wearing of lower garments.

"What is this...oh?"

It was worn out as expected.

Even though there was such a big hole in the middle, he still thought about mending it and wearing it out. Ruyi is indeed a frugal disciple.

"I'll give it back to you. Don't wear this dress anymore. If you really don't have money, just tell me. This piece of clothing is nothing to me. Don't be polite."

"Thank you, elder."

After Zhang Ruyi got the clothes back, he whispered thank you, which made Elder Zhenfeng very satisfied.

Disciples who are so polite and frugal are rare in Qingyun Sword Sect.

What's more, her talent is so high that it is completely worthy of Qingyun Sword Sect's full training.

How about we talk to her about this during the next sect leader meeting?

The resources of a mere Zhenfeng were not enough for her to go further. After all, they were not as rich as the old man at Danfeng.

Zhang Ruyi needs more.

......

"Finally gone."

Zhang Ruyi looked at the cheongsam in her hand and felt extremely nervous at the moment.

Fortunately, the elder is an old woman who doesn't understand the trend. If she were replaced by a woman who knows, she would definitely be taught a lesson for several hours.

She spread out the cheongsam on the bed and looked at the tear in the middle which seemed weird no matter how she looked at it.

When I wear this cheongsam, should I wear anything underneath or not?

It doesn't look good if you wear it exposed.

It was useless to just think about it. After making up her mind, Zhang Ruyi took off her Yin-Yang robe and put on the cheongsam that she had modified to perfection.

Zhang Ruyi was now wearing a small piece of silk, so she could see at a glance that the bottom of the tear revealed a lot of colors that were very inconsistent with the cheongsam.

Do I have to wear colorful silk?

Putting her hand into the slit, she slowly peeled off the piece of silk she was wearing and looked at the mirror again.

This time it was much better, but...

Not only was Ruyun not covered, but the bottom of the crack was no longer blocked, so the smooth skin was directly exposed.

Is it really okay to let Master Lingyun see me like this?

If *joking* Lord Lingyun saw this...

The scene at that time emerged in Zhang Ruyi's mind: Ye Lingtian stared at her intently, and finally fixed his eyes directly on her exposed little **.

"..."

Zhang Ruyi, who was daydreaming, suddenly noticed something strange in her body, so she decisively reached out her hand to the place where the abnormality occurred, but unexpectedly she touched a sticky unknown liquid.

What's wrong with me?

Chapter 8 Come, show us

"Hey, Brother Ye, long time no see."

"It's only been a month, why do you say that, Brother Lu?"

"Isn't it said that a day without seeing you feels like three autumns? If one month passes, won't ninety autumns pass?"

Lu Jianxin and Ye Lingtian found a place to sit in the martial arts arena on the mountainside and began to chat about what had happened in recent days.

Although they were not a big deal, they allowed Ye Lingtian to understand the current situation of the Qingyun Sword Sect.

Because the local tyrant of Kunzhou, the Meng family, suddenly declared that they wanted to form an alliance with the Qingyun Sword Sect, this sect that was supported by Fengxian once again spread its name throughout the nine provinces a thousand years later.

Anyone who understands is aware of the strength of the Kunzhou Meng family, and the Qingyun Sword Sect is not a small sect either. The shock brought to people by the friendship between these two families is no less than the birth of a new tribulation-crossing figure.

"Hey, it's a good thing we got here early. If we had come a little later, we would have had to fight some very scary guys."

"Brother Lu, your sword skills are already ranked first when you first enter the sect. Even if the others are so terrible, they probably can't squeeze you out of the top 100, right?"

"Indeed, but compared to Brother Ye, I am still a little behind... Speaking of which, Brother Ye, you have just completed the Golden Core, how about we have a fight now?"

Lu Jianxin jumped up from the stone pier, looking very excited.

Seeing him like this, Ye Lingtian couldn't refuse and had to agree.

Just hit him, he hasn’t done anything for a long time.

Lu Jianxin took out a long sword shining with golden light from the ring and handed it to Ye Lingtian, while he himself pulled out a seemingly ordinary iron sword from his waist.

"Brother Ye, this is the Lingyu Sword given to me by the Huangji royal family. It is the sword worn by the contemporary emperor and has the power of the ninth rank!"

The moment Ye Lingtian took the sword, he felt that it was no ordinary object.

But it is not a divine object.

It has a shiny appearance and countless pearls and jades on the hilt, but it can only be said that this sword is only suitable for collection or viewing, not for actual combat.

"Thank you, Brother Lu. Where's your sword?"

"Mine? This sword was forged by my father at the request of the senior who could communicate with gods through weapons...Brother Ye, don't worry, I will suppress the power of this sword."

Upon hearing that Lu Jianxin was going to fight Ye Lingyun again, all the disciples in Qinglin Peak rushed over immediately. Those who had not watched last time also came over this time because they wanted to join in the fun and broaden their horizons.

"Lu Jianxin is going to fight that Ye Lingyun again. Tsk tsk, I can't even imagine how intense this battle will be!"

"Still chatting? If you miss their sword moves, you will be at a big loss!"

The disciples who had watched their competition last time all knew that the swordsmanship of these two men was at a level that they could not fathom.

In short, just watching the sword fight between them can gain experience. Who would not want such a good opportunity?

......

Wei Kun stood in the distance and looked at Ye Lingtian with her spiritual sense. She also wanted to know what it would be like when Ye Lingtian used those special skills after becoming stronger.

Especially that magical sword technique that can turn his hair white in an instant.

......

"Brother Ye, please use your full strength. Our cultivation levels are almost the same now. I really want to know what will happen if I meet you and me at full strength."

"of course can."

It can be seen that Lu Jianxin seems to be really afraid that he will let him win.

For a natural swordsman like Lu Jianxin, the happiest thing is to be crushed by sword moves that are stronger than his own, because this will let him know that there are people in this world who are stronger than him.

Chapter 9: The Terrifying White-Haired Man

After quietly watching Ye Lingtian and Lu Jianxin finish their moves, Wei Kun turned around and left.

Ye Lingtian's swordsmanship can definitely be called the best in ancient and modern times, as can be seen from the fact that he defeated the "Sword Pattern" of the same level with just one move.

Anyone with sword patterns on their body cannot fight Ye Lingtian even for one move when their strength is similar. Such a person would be impossible to exist in any era, but such a person suddenly appears now.

"If the young lady had chosen to stay with him, things would not have turned out like this."

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Lu Jianxin's sword patterns always dim when facing Ye Lingtian, and he can't exert any power.

This also resulted in him, without sword patterns, not being able to withstand even a single move from Ye Lingtian.

He just saw a vast expanse of white, and the next second he knelt down under Ye Lingtian's sword.

This time he didn't even see clearly how Ye Lingtian drew his sword!

"As your cultivation becomes stronger, your sword moves will become more and more terrifying..."

When Ye Lingtian was still in the foundation-building stage, he could barely see the trajectory of his sword, but now he could only see him drawing the sword out of the sheath.

How terrifying is this? When he enters the stage of spiritual transformation and emptiness, or even transcends the tribulation... who will be able to defeat him then?

"You can no longer be described as a monster. I feel that even the deceased Rakshasa could not match you at the same level."

Ye Lingtian sheathed his sword and replaced the sword pointing at Lu Jianxin's head with his hand. Lu Jianxin laughed at himself and then held Ye Lingtian's hand and stood up:

"Brother Ye! Let's go and call Brother Meng to have a good meal!"

Lu Jianxin quickly adjusted his mentality. After all, he came to this duel with the determination to lose.

When Lu Jianxin led Ye Lingtian through the noisy crowd and walked to a deserted place, he suddenly changed his normal state and said to Ye Lingtian seriously:

"Brother Ye, have you ever thought about the possibility that you might die young?"

Lu Jianxin could see that Ye Lingtian had no one else to protect him except the three maids beside him.

How could the three maids who took care of his daily life protect him?

If Ye Lingtian could continue to grow normally, it would not be impossible for him to dethrone the current Sword God hundreds of years earlier. Since he is so abnormal, there will definitely be people who are jealous of him.

Luosha of Kunzhou is a good example. When she was at the height of her popularity, dozens of top forces went to the Meng family and forced her, the rising star, to death.

If the eldest daughter of the Meng family is like this, what about Ye Lingtian?

"When I return to Zhongzhou next time, I can ask the Sword God to come to Qianzhou to protect you as a son-in-law. With your talent, Brother Ye, the Sword God will definitely not refuse."

"It's not necessary."

Ye Lingtian knew what Lu Jianxin was thinking. For a person, having a protector or not was a world of difference.

But, I don’t seem to need it.

"My maids are strong enough to protect me. There is no need to go to the trouble of asking the Sword God to protect me."

"How can a few maids protect Brother Ye?"

The maid who looks a little older should be only at the Divine Transformation level, let alone the two younger ones.

"Really, there's no need - didn't you say you wanted to take Brother Meng out for a meal? Let's go."

Ye Lingtian changed the subject, but Lu Jianxin did not give up.

A figure like Ye Lingtian will surely become the main force for the human race to slay demons and eliminate evil in the future. He can be compared with General Ziming and the Sword God Wendao Fengxian Yuanqing. If he dies young, it will be a huge loss for the entire human race.

Lu Jianxin glanced at his bodyguard hiding in the dark, but his bodyguard actually shook his head.

Ok?

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"That's enough. Ye Lingyun has the Phoenix Pill God and a golden-haired guardian who can transcend tribulations. Why are you worried about the market?"

Lu Jianxin's protector, who was bullied by Xuan Feng and others, complained in his heart.

She still couldn't forget the time when Lu Jianxin took Ye Lingtian out, Xuan Feng appeared in front of her with the God of Alchemy and a mysterious little golden retriever who was undergoing tribulation, and used force to persuade her not to let Lu Jianxin take Ye Lingtian to a strange place.

Chapter 10 ?????

"Sure enough, he is a dragon and a phoenix among men."

Meng Ming, who was forcibly awakened from his seclusion by Lu Jianxin, praised like this.

"Brother Meng, you are overpraising me."

"How is that an exaggeration? I can't even take a single blow from you. Brother Meng can only fight me to a draw under normal circumstances... If you continue to be so modest, where will we put our faces?"

"That's right. My Meng family just happened to have formed a good relationship with Qingyun Sword Sect recently. These cultivation resources will be regarded as a gift from my Meng family to Qingyun Sword Sect."

As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Ming took out a ring and handed it to Ye Lingtian. Ye Lingtian took it without any hesitation.

He didn't really need any resources, after all, he had a mobile vault right next to him.

"Thank you, Brother Ye."