Jiang Yi took a deep look at Zuo Jing, a smile on his face: "Thank you for the reminder, Junior Brother."
Zuo Jing's face looked ugly, as if he had punched cotton, feeling extremely uncomfortable.
Jiang Yi looked at his expression and sighed softly, "Junior Brother Zuo, Dongzhou is not peaceful. When you go down the mountain to the Wanjian Sect, I suggest you avoid going through any of the Fangcun Sects and go there in secret."
"Are you looking down on me?"
A hint of anger flashed in Zuo Jing's eyes. "If there really is danger, I will wipe it out immediately! You don't need to remind me."
Jiang Yi curled his lips slightly, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes, "Forget it, whether to listen or not is entirely up to you."
After saying this, he turned and left without waiting for Zuo Jing's response.
He watched Jiang Yi's departing figure, his teeth chattering as he suddenly shouted, "Jiang Yi! One day, I'll let you know that I, Zuo Jing... am no worse than you!"
Jiang Yi paused for a moment, without looking back, and disappeared from Zuo Jing's sight in a blink of an eye.
Zuo Jing snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves and flew away. He only stayed on the mountain for a moment before turning into a rainbow light and passing through the sect's formation and going down the mountain.
At the top of Echo Peak, Jiang Yi stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, looking at the rolling sea of clouds below the peak, his brows furrowed on his pale face.
After hesitating for a moment, he twirled his fingertips, and a flash of inspiration emerged, transforming into a jade slip of communication emitting a faint golden glow and floating into his hand.
He thought, and poured his mind into it, "Lesheng, there is something you need to be careful of..."
Xiang Sheng was unaware of what was happening in the outside world. At this moment, she was meditating and practicing in the wooden house by the pond.
After an unknown amount of time, a wave of spiritual energy suddenly surged within the tranquil barrier, raising waves several feet high and crashing into the pool with a loud rumbling sound.
Xiang Jianjue, who had just approached the cliff of the pool, heard it and his eyes immediately lit up. He quickened his pace and came in. When he saw the barrier surrounding the wooden house, he immediately stopped, sat down cross-legged on the spot, and waited patiently.
In the barrier, Xiang Sheng, who was sitting cross-legged in the room, trembled his eyelashes slightly and opened his eyes. A captivating divine light instantly emanated from him, and then quickly disappeared into his eyes.
"call……"
He breathed a sigh of relief, and a hint of brightness and joy appeared in Xiang Sheng's eyes.
Late stage of foundation building!
After practicing in Wanjianmen for a whole year, she finally broke through from her original realm to the later stage.
It takes time to accumulate true essence. One small realm a year is a fast speed, but Xiang Sheng still feels it is too slow.
With her current super-grade spiritual roots and the help of Yuanquan, if she exerts her full strength, she will be able to break through a small realm within half a year.
But if he did that, he would only become a useless person who only had the realm of cultivation but was not good at fighting.
Over the past year, she has almost completely comprehended the sect's sword manuals, and the sword skills she has accumulated are not comparable to simple cultivation.
Even without the Flying Sword Technique, Xiang Sheng is confident that he can cross a major realm and fight against a cultivator in the early stage of the Core Formation stage with just his sword skills. He can even rely on his further refined true essence to completely suppress the opponent.
If she were to use flying swords or sword-raising techniques, even she herself wouldn't know her limits.
Unfortunately, she has no sword to keep now.
Xiang Sheng showed helplessness. The Broken Sword and the flying sword given to her by the Sword Madman in the past had long been shattered by Liu Huang in the Ghost Gorge and fell into the black tide.
Lian Cuiling Dagger was only a mid-grade spiritual weapon and could not withstand the infusion of her sword energy. If she broke the relic given to her by Lu Zhu, she would regret it for the rest of her life.
Thinking of this, Xiang Sheng swept his sleeve across the blood ring, took out a long sword from it, and looked thoughtful.
This knife is three feet and three inches long and more than an inch wide. The blade is slender and can be used as a sword.
The most important thing is that this knife is a top-grade magic weapon, and it will definitely not break when used to carry the sword energy.
Thinking of this, Xiang Sheng casually summoned a long piece of wood from the house, and used his finger as a sword. In just two or three breaths, he carved out a scabbard that matched the long sword and hung it around his waist.
After doing all this, Xiang Sheng waved his sleeves to clear the wood chips in the house, then removed the barrier and walked out of the house calmly.
Xiang Jianjue, who had been waiting respectfully for a long time, saw the barrier disappear. He immediately stood up, touched the ground with his feet, and landed in front of the wooden house. He bowed his head and said respectfully, "Junior Xiang Jianjue, I pay my respects to Senior Si."
With a creak, Xiang Sheng pushed the door open and looked at Xiang Jianjue indifferently, "The Wanjian Sect is already gone, what brings you here?"
Xiang Jianjue knelt down without saying a word, "Senior, I beg you to accept me as your disciple!"
Xiang Sheng raised his slender eyebrows, "I remember that you made a firm promise to me that you would never become my disciple."
Xiang Jianjue's face flashed with embarrassment when he heard this. "Back then, I was young and naive. I just heard Senior Brother mention the legendary deeds of Senior Xiang Sheng, and I yearned for them.
Although I still have respect for Senior Xiang Sheng in my heart, my respect for you is no less than that for Senior Xiang Sheng!
Before meeting you, I had never seen what a true swordsman looked like. I have no way forward. I hope you will be magnanimous and forgive me, and accept me as your disciple!"
Xiang Jianjue's performance this time was sincere.
Xiang Sheng still frowned, "I remember I told you that we were just casual acquaintances. I will teach you the way of the sword, but I will not accept you as my disciple. Have you forgotten?"
"Junior hasn't forgotten!"
Xiang Jianjue's eyes sparkled, "So I want to make a deal with you."
As he spoke, he pulled out a tattered booklet from his chest. "This is a fragment of 'Divine Will', left behind by a master of the Wanjian Sect who had mastered the sword. If you are willing to accept me as your disciple, the Wanjian Sect would like to give you this original copy as a gift!"
Xiang Sheng's eyes trembled slightly as he looked at the booklet that Xiang Jianjue handed over with both hands.
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