The more Ran Changle thought about it, the more he felt that this might be the truth.
The cultivation base of these disciples is not high, so they will definitely put away the defensive magic tools if they find them. They have been in the sect for a short time and it is impossible for them to have access to important information. They have reasonable reasons for being expelled from the sect, so the sect basically will not investigate.
Before they knew it, they had left the sect with the jade pendant containing important information.
Once outside, they killed them and stole the jade pendant, and the important information of Lingxiao Sect was leaked to outsiders.
What a brilliant plan!
"I just don't know whether Feng Pu and Yuan Ping are traitors or are being used by traitors."
Ran Changle touched his chin and talked to himself.
The next day, Ran Changle followed Yuan Bing to his spiritual medicine garden.
"I'll go over there."
Ran Changle looked at Yuan Bing's spiritual field and pointed to the open space opposite.
She didn't want Yuan Bing to see that she was hoeing the ground with a mid-grade magic weapon instead of a hoe.
"good."
Yuan Bing naturally agreed. It was inconvenient to water the plant there because of the distance. If Ran Changle was willing to plant there, it would be easier for him.
Ten days later, Ran Changle finished planting ten acres of spiritual herbs and left in the shocked and admiring eyes of Yuan Bing.
Instead of returning to her cabin, she turned and went to the back mountain.
The Spirit Gathering Pill has been used up, and the first-level monsters in the storage ring are no longer of much use to her now. Her cultivation speed has slowed down, and she needs to catch some more advanced monsters.
When she came to the back mountain again, Ran Changle was able to easily deal with the early second-stage monster she encountered. She felt that her cultivation should have reached the early stage of foundation building.
There were indeed many monsters in the back mountain. Not long after, Ran Changle caught several early second-level monster wolves.
Just as he was about to return, he heard a sharp whistling sound above his head. Before Ran Changle could look up, he heard a violent crash in front of him.
"It can't be him!"
Ran Changle only knew one person who could cause such a commotion, and that was Qin Mian.
She walked towards the source of the crash, and there was a mess along the way.
There were huge trees broken in the middle, flowers and plants crushed by the broken branches, and some dead animals that didn't have time to escape.
Judging from these traces, Qin Mian's flying speed with the sword has increased again.
Before Ran Changle could get close, Qin Mian stood on the sword and soared into the sky at an angle of nearly ninety degrees, then flew away at an extremely fast speed.
Ran Changle looked up and saw that Qin Mian was not only flying fast with his sword, but he could also perform new moves, such as flips, jumps, dives, and 'S'. There was nothing he couldn't do.
I watched a high-speed fancy roller coaster show for free. It was thrilling and shocking!
An incense stick later, the flying sword swooped down towards the dense forest on the back mountain. There was another huge crash, startling countless birds and causing the ground to tremble.
After waiting for a while, the flying sword did not take off again. Ran Changle passed through the messy traces and finally saw Qin Mian stuck in a gap on a mountain wall.
The scene of Senior Brother Qin’s social death.
Ran Changle didn't know whether he should pretend not to see it and walk away quietly, or go to help Qin Mian who was twisting and struggling.
Soon Qin Mian saw Ran Changle help her make a choice, "Junior Sister Ran, come over and help me."
After hearing Qin Mian's words, Ran Changle stopped hesitating and climbed up the stone to the front of the gap.
"Brother Qin, how did you get in?"
Ran Changle asked curiously.
Qin Mian's posture and location of getting stuck were just too coincidental. There was only a crack the size of a person on the entire mountain wall, and Qin Mian's entire body was stuck inside, with only his head sticking out. He looked like Sun Wukong being pressed under the Five Finger Mountain.
"Don't worry about how I got in. Just break the rocks around me a little and let me out first."
Qin Mian urged anxiously.
"good."
Ran Changle looked at the rocks around Qin Mian, found a suitable place to punch him, but the rocks didn't even fall off.
She took out the black iron dagger, injected spiritual power into it, and stabbed it into the rock. The black iron dagger only penetrated as deep as a fingernail.
Ran Changle said helplessly: "Brother Qin, this rock is too solid, I can't break it."
"This rock is no ordinary rock. Your dagger is too low-level to break it. You should use my sword."
Qin Mian turned around and motioned Ran Changle to get his sword.
Following his gaze, Ran Changle saw a red flying sword lying on the ground a few feet away.
Ran Changle walked over and picked it up.
Unlike other cold swords, this sword feels warm to the touch and becomes more comfortable the more you touch it. Moreover, its color is a rare red, which is particularly beautiful. Ran Changle couldn't help but touch it a few more times.
"A sword cultivator's sword is his wife. Is it polite for you to keep touching it?"
Qin Mian looked a little unhappy, but also a little surprised.
This Cang Xi sword is his natal flying sword, which belongs to the fire element and has a rather bad temper. When Ran Changle touched it, he not only did not attack her, but even let her touch it. How unusual!
Ran Changle didn't think much about it and just didn't touch it if he wasn't allowed to.
"What should I do?"
Ran Changle came to Qin Mian with the Cangxi sword.
"Inject your spiritual power into the Cangxi Sword and stab the rock next to my right arm. If the rock cracks a little, my arm can be extended. As long as my arm can be extended, I will have a way to get out."
Qin Mian tried hard to turn his head and blinked to signal, then carefully warned, "Be careful, don't stab my arm."
"I'll be careful."
As the voice fell, Ran Changle raised the Cangxi sword in his hand and stabbed it straight into the rock wall.
A red sword light flashed, and Qin Mian heard the sound of rocks breaking. Then countless fragments hit his head and fell to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.
“Ahem…”
Qin Mian raised his hand to brush away the dust in front of him, stood up, and stared at the crack in Kata with wide eyes. He saw that the crack that was originally the size of one person was now the size of three people.
"How did you do that?"
Qin Mian asked in surprise.
Although his Cangxi Sword is a top-grade spiritual sword, whether it can exert its full effect depends on who holds it.
Ran Changle was only at the first level of Qi Refining. She could use one percent of the power of the Cang Xi Sword, which was enough to break the rock a little. How did she manage to use one tenth of the power of the Cang Xi Sword to make the crack so big?
"I don't know either. I just followed Brother Qin's instructions and injected spiritual energy into the Cang Xi Sword, then stabbed it."
Ran Changle gestured innocently with his hand, then slapped his head, "Oh, I see. It must be that Senior Brother Qin's spirit sword is too powerful."
"Yeah?"
Qin Mian took the Cang Xi sword and waved it a few times, feeling a little confused.
"Yes, it must be."
Ran Changle nodded and said affirmatively.
Qin Mian looked up at Ran Changle, then looked at the Cangxi sword in his hand.
It’s not that his Cang Xi Sword is powerful, it’s very likely that Ran Changle is special and is born to be a sword cultivator, otherwise Cang Xi Sword would not show closeness to her.
Ran Changle is destined to be his junior sister!
Thinking of this, Qin Mian's gaze towards Ran Changle became fiery.
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