"ah!"
The sharp sword screamed in the night, startling the birds that were resting.
Fortunately, there were only two people at Jianfeng now, and the sound happened to come from the main hall where the two were, so no one else was disturbed.
Soon, another sound was heard, even more shrill than the previous one.
Lingyang Sword Master was meditating when he was awakened by the sound and looked towards the next room in confusion.
After calming down the discomfort in his body, he stood up to check.
Zhifan was curled up on the ground, covered in blood, his eyes closed, and screaming. Lingyang Sword Master was shocked and rushed forward to help him up.
"Fan'er, Fan'er, what's wrong with you?" Spiritual power was injected into his body to help him relieve the pain, but he found that the spiritual power dissipated quickly after entering.
This phenomenon is very abnormal.
A quick check of his body revealed that his Qi Hai was ruptured.
Lingyang Sword Master was shocked. What was going on? He was about to achieve the Golden Core state, so how could his Qi Sea be broken? This meant that he had become a useless person.
"Fan'er, Fan'er." Lingyang Sword Master called out, trying to wake him up and ask him what had happened. Wasn't he fine before?
He didn't feel anyone coming either.
Zhifan's consciousness was very confused at the moment. He heard the shouting and opened his eyes with difficulty. He seemed to see his master, but the shadows were blurry and not clear.
"Fan'er, Fan'er?"
Lingyang Sword Master breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he had regained some consciousness. But before he could continue asking, the other party grabbed him and spoke in a rough, urgent voice.
“Master, Master, can you give me the spiritual root of the eldest senior brother? Can you help me get the spiritual root of the eldest senior brother?”
Lingyang Sword Master was stunned. He obviously didn't expect him to say such a thing, and he didn't react for a while.
"Master, Master, don't you love me the most? I want Senior Brother's spiritual roots, I want his spiritual roots!" When he said this, Zhifan directly roared.
Lingyang Sword Master looked at the ferocious little disciple in front of him in disbelief, his throat dry.
"Master, Master!" Zhi Fan didn't wait for a reply, his voice became even more shrill, and his already unclear eyes became even more turbid and terrifying.
Lingyang Sword Master looked straight at him, as if he wanted to see into the depths of his soul: "What do you want Siqingjiu's spiritual root for?"
"With the spiritual roots of my senior brother, I can become a genius. I will be better than him. Master, Master, please help me, please help me."
Zhifan held him tightly, full of hope, but his appearance at the moment made people feel very hideous.
“…How can you use his spiritual roots?” Lingyang Sword Master was silent for a long time before asking.
In the world of cultivation, it is not uncommon for people to seize other people's spiritual roots for their own use, but I have never heard of anyone succeeding.
And this kind of thing is relatively rare.
Once anyone does this, he will be hunted down by the entire cultivation world.
Because the consequences are too terrible. If the experiment succeeds, there will never be peace in the future.
Zhifan smiled strangely: "I can, I have a dark spiritual root, I can, the spiritual root of the eldest brother should be mine, it should be mine."
Lingyang Sword Master's mood reached the bottom. He didn't even know that he had a dark spiritual root.
He couldn't help but recall the words of those people during the day. Just as his eldest disciple said, it was just deceiving himself.
However, in hundreds of years, the little disciple was the first person to enter his heart.
He picked the man up and put him on the bed next to him. He didn't want to ask him why he became like this, nor did he want to think deeply about when he had the idea of wanting Si Qingjiu's spiritual root.
His tone was dull: "You should have a good rest, and from now on... don't leave Jianfeng again."
Ignoring his little disciple's look of astonishment and a bit of resentment, Lingyang Sword Master turned around and walked towards the door.
So be it, never step out.
Zhi Fan stared at his master's back and shouted in disbelief: "Master, Master, you can't leave, Master, Master, give me Si Qingjiu's spiritual roots, I want his spiritual roots, Master!"
Lingyang Sword Master paused slightly, and finally stopped looking back. He waved his hand, and the door behind him slowly closed, isolating the people who were still shouting inside.
He looked up at the sky. That night, the moon was very dim, with only a small part of it being white. It hung high in the sky. There were only a few stars around it, all lonely, just like his mood at the moment.
Gray and lonely.
Do you regret it? Yes, I do.
But is regret useful?
No.
Hearing the increasingly loud shouting inside, Lingyang Sword Master made up his mind to leave the place.
The cursing, screaming and shouting on the sword blade never stopped for the whole night, and even the nearby Lingzhi Peak sent people over to inquire out of concern.
"This is really a relief. Senior Brother, tell me, is this his retribution?" Wang Ping grabbed his fourth junior brother who had returned from last night with a shaky head and came to Xuefeng early in the morning to give him a gift.
My senior brother brought good news.
It's really gratifying.
Zhan Qin was also excited: "Hahahahahahaha, and I heard that Zhi Fan was in a terrible situation. His Qi Sea was destroyed by someone, and his Spiritual Veins were also broken. It is impossible for him to practice in this life."
"Also, because he kept scolding the people who went to Lingzhi Peak to ask questions, Lingzhi Peak completely disliked him. They wanted to give him a simple treatment, but they didn't give him any and he just left."
"Now Zhifan is not only a useless person, but is about to become disabled. He lies in bed and can't even get up. Oh, it's really sad to think about it. It's only been a short time."
Zhan Qin seemed to be very sorry, but his smile did not subside at all.
"Who said it wasn't?" Wang Ping was also very happy. He poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and felt really refreshed.
The guy who was used to cheating people finally got his comeuppance.
"If I knew who did such a good deed, I would definitely thank him and become sworn brothers with him." Wang Ping sighed.
Zhan Qin also nodded: "Yes, yes, yes."
Si Qingjiu, who had been listening to their chatter, glanced at a demon king who was waving a fan on the snowy peak next to him and said, "Why not ask him and you'll know?"
"Who is it?"
They both looked over.
The Demon Lord leisurely sipping tea.
"It turns out to be you, the Demon Lord." Wang Ping was so excited that Zhan Qin trembled immediately.
Thinking about yesterday, he didn't know whether he had a brain seizure or really wanted to die, but he actually asked such a direct question. As a result, the two of them started arguing about it.
In the end, he was the one who suffered.
I was punished by my senior brother to sweep the snow in the yard, and I was required not to leave any snow.
There must not be any snow left on the snowy peaks. This is such a strict requirement.
Not only did the Demon Lord not sympathize with him, he also threatened him that if he didn't continue to give him advice on how to take down the eldest senior brother, he would never have the chance to eat delicious food again. He would also report him to the eldest senior brother. This was really too much.
But what could he do? He had to do it.
After sweeping snow for a whole day, I almost swept the people away with the snow.
It was so miserable that he swore at that time that he would never come to Xuefeng again. He wanted to vomit when he saw the snow.
Unexpectedly, he forgot it in such excitement. His memory is also frustrating.
It’s all Third Senior Brother’s fault. If Third Senior Brother hadn’t pulled him over, he wouldn’t have had to suffer this shock.
fine
, when he was feeling nervous, the leader came to him again.
They also realized that the sword's edge was completely sealed.
If you want to get up now, you have to force your way in.
Si Qingjiu talked with the headmaster for a while, and they both felt that it was up to them, as it wouldn't have much impact anyway.
As for Zhifan, Si Qingjiu never thought of causing trouble for him. Sometimes, life is the most painful thing.
Half a year later, the Wuwang Sect held a grand ceremony to mark the end of their cultivation, which shocked the entire world of cultivation.
The combination of the Demon Lord of the Demon Realm and the elder of a righteous sect is extremely unbelievable no matter from which aspect.
Therefore, on the day of the ceremony, almost all the immortal cultivators came, and the crowds filled the entire Wuwang Sect.
This ceremony is also known as the beginning of the first peaceful diplomatic relations between the evil and the righteous.
As soon as Si Qingjiu came back, Minister Wan notified her to go to the laboratory.
He was not vague and in less than two days, he had finished the main brain. With the control terminal, the intelligent brain could also enter the mass production stage.
It’s just that Si Qingjiu did not participate in the subsequent production, so he was not needed. All they had to do was follow the steps they had done before.
So when Director Pang asked him to go to the audition, he agreed without hesitation.
Looking at the tall building in front of him, Si Qingjiu hesitated: "Erha, are you sure you are in the right place?"
"No, this is it." The system nodded. Its positioning navigation was definitely the most accurate.
Si Qingjiu: "...casting in a hotel?"
It was the first time he had seen it, and it really broadened his horizons.
When I walked in, I found that there was a large poster of "You Are the King" hanging in the hall. It had the casting time and floor written on it, and also detailed which room the male lead, female lead, second male lead, second female lead, supporting roles, etc. were in.
Si Qingjiu followed the guide to a large banquet hall, which was now full of people.
There were men and women, young and old, some dressed up, some dressed simply, there was everything.
Si Qingjiu even saw an acquaintance in there.
Gu Ruian.
Sitting in the area labeled as the second male lead, Zhengren was chatting animatedly.
When I was about to go over to say hello, I was stopped by a staff member.
The little girl looked at Si Qingjiu in amazement and said, "You are here for an audition, right? Come and register and get your number plate."
Just as Si Qingjiu was about to say that he was not, a hand reached out from the side and tried to push him away.
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Si Qingjiu quickly moved aside to avoid the other party's action.
However, because of his avoidance, the opponent's hand force was lost and fell down. The whole person staggered and immediately became angry: "What is this 18th line? Get out of the way. You are blocking our brother Cheng."
After sending the message, he shouted at the little girl, "Didn't you see our Cheng brother is here? Why don't you invite our Cheng brother over? Our Cheng brother's time is very precious. Can you afford to waste it?"
Si Qingjiu frowned and looked back. He saw a man wearing red and green clothes and white-framed glasses, with a domineering look on his face.
Behind him, stood a man wearing sunglasses, a mask and a baseball cap, and his face could not be seen at all.
The little girl opposite looked pale and a little helpless.
She was a hotel staff member who was temporarily recruited to register. She didn't know much about celebrities, otherwise she wouldn't have thought Si Qing was here for an audition after seeing him drunk.
Because she thought that since he was so beautiful and appeared here, he must be a star, but she had no idea who the person in front of her was and how to deal with him.
When Cheng Zicheng saw Si Qingjiu's face, he felt a sense of crisis in his heart. With such an outstanding appearance, she would definitely be a strong rival to him.
He immediately said, "You don't have to go for the audition, Wang Tian, take the person out."
Si Qingjiu raised his eyes slightly, "Are you talking about me?"
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