Chapter 11 The sword in your hand should not be pointed at Senior Sister.
The center of the teleportation array.
The two young men curled up with their eyes closed. They were twins, a boy and a girl. They looked similar but were of different genders. They could be told they were brother and sister, but they were covered in the stench of blood, and even their hair was clotted with traces of blood, tangled up in a mess.
Ruan Wei was about to help the two of them up.
One of the twins opened his eyes instantly.
"Who are you?"
Chang Huaijin stood up holding the magic sword in his hand, his eyes bloodshot. He carefully blocked his sister and stared at Ruan Wei with extreme anger, his voice hoarse.
The woman in front of him was too strange and had an outstanding appearance.
Aren’t they still in the Chang family’s teleportation array?
Where is this place?
Ruan Wei was speechless.
Let out a long sigh.
How to say it, the five most wronged people of Penglai Immortal Sect.
But they all have good looks.
Even though Chang Huaijin in front of him looked so miserable, it was not difficult to see that he had an elegant figure. He was as bright and refreshing as the moon in the sky, and the blood-stained clothes on his body, whose color could not be distinguished, further highlighted his irrepressible charm.
This is the best example of a boy and girl looking alike.
"My name is Ruan Wei."
The young girl's spirit sword rang, and with a flick of her sword energy, she easily deflected the sword from his hand. She said, "This is not the back mountain martial arts arena. The sword in your hand should not be pointed at me."
The sword energy cannot distinguish between spirits and demons.
Chang Huaijin was horrified.
Just one sword.
Ruan Wei looked to be about the same age as himself, and his aura seemed to be at the same foundation-building stage as himself, yet he only used one sword.
besides.
Where did his senior sister come from?
Chang Huaijin's face turned pale. He glanced at Chang Wuyu who was still unconscious behind him and thought to himself that it was fate.
Seeing his appearance, Ruan Wei couldn't help but have a headache.
I think Xiao Xuantong must have been helpless facing me at that time.
Another stubborn one.
"This is Penglai Island."
Ruan Wei put away the magic sword in his hand and spread out his hands to show that he had no hostility.
Then she pointed at herself.
"I am the 58th generation direct disciple of the Penglai Immortal Sect, and my master is the Penglai Immortal Venerable Feng Wuya. My master went to Tongzhou to fight demons a while ago, and I think he rescued you two. He wants to take you two as his disciples, so he sent me a message to the teleportation array to take you two up the mountain."
"Junior sister's blood is almost drained out. I left in a hurry and didn't bring any hemostatic pills."
"Don't be stubborn for now. It's more important for you to come with me up the mountain to find Third Uncle to treat your injuries."
After listening to her.
Penglai Immortal Sect?
Is this the Penglai Immortal Sect, one of the ten major sects that only appears during the centennial competition and where no one may appear in Tongzhou for thousands of years, and is a natural secluded place surrounded by illusions on the boundless sea?
In Tongzhou vernacular novels, Penglai is described as a paradise on earth.
There are spiritual stones everywhere on the island, countless magical treasures and skills in the sect, and all the disciples are immortal embryos with weak natures.
Word of mouth spreads from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred, and Penglai never comes out to refute the rumor.
In the eyes of ordinary people in Tongzhou, Penglai is the fairyland of the cultivation world.
There were often many independent cultivators who came here in droves, hoping to find the way to Penglai in the vast ocean. The lucky ones would drift on the sea for ten days and return, but the unlucky ones would not be mentioned.
The conditions for accepting disciples from the Penglai Immortal Sect are particularly vague, and they mainly believe in fate.
I remember that a few years ago, Penglai suddenly opened its doors, and the Immortal Master Feng Wuya sent a special message to the largest newspaper in Tongzhou, announcing to all cultivators in the world that Penglai was recruiting disciples, and set a time limit. He also temporarily sealed the illusions around Penglai.
For a moment, the sails of ships on the sea were hoisted, so densely packed that it was almost impossible to tell whether they were ships sailing on the sea or boating on the lake.
Rumor has it that the Ruan brothers and sisters were eventually accepted.
But in the following months, the Ruan family held a ceremony to appoint the Red Hare Sword Master and the Ruan family's Qilin son as the young master of the Ruan family.
The rumors became even more outrageous, and even the Chang family, who lived far away on the border of Tongzhou, had heard many rumors about the Ruan brothers and sisters.
so.
Did I ask the Immortal Lord to pick it up?
Thinking of the last figure he saw before he passed out, Chang Huaijin couldn't help but shudder.
It turned out that the man was the current leader of Penglai Immortal Sect.
No wonder, he was the only one who had such strength. With just that one sword, the demons that the Chang family had fought so hard against were dispersed in this world of cultivation.
Is this the strength of the top two sword masters in the world?
He wanted to take Wu Yu and him as his disciples? Chang Huaijin suddenly didn't dare to think about it. This seemed too much like a story from a storybook. He had been rescued by someone, and yet he still received the inheritance of a major sect?
But now, he is no longer the son of the Chang family. What else can Penglai seek?
He turned to look at the light blue figure in front of him who was smiling gently.
Chang Huaijin turned around and picked up Chang Wuyu from behind him, calling softly, "Fairy Ruan, please lead the way."
Wu Yu's face was as dark as thick ink, which was very scary. He really couldn't delay any longer.
From the way he called me, it seemed that he didn't recognize this master.
"Have you learned the sword?"
Ruan Wei didn't think much about it. He knew that Feng Wuya would have to come back to accept him as his disciple.
Chang Huaijin shook his head woodenly, feeling surprised.
Most of the people in the Chang family practiced the art of talismans. He decided to practice the way of swordsmanship after he had established his foundation. After that, he had to learn swordsmanship from the family's retainers. For him, the way of swordsmanship was just the beginning.
Ruan Wei saw how unfamiliar he was with the sword and understood.
She took out a magical tool that looked like a toy boat from the mustard seed bag, chanted a spell, and the boat instantly became bigger, swayed twice, and obediently stopped in front of the three people.
"Come up."
Ruan Wei stepped onto the boat and stood in front.
Chang Huaijin also carried someone into the boat awning.
She skillfully operated the Spirit Boat, and Chang Huaijin was surprised to see that even the smallest spiritual tool consumed a lot of spiritual energy. People in Tongzhou would generally prefer to use spiritual stones to replenish it. He couldn't help but ask, "Fairy, don't you use spiritual stones? If you keep going like this, you might run out of energy?"
Ruan Wei was bewildered. "How much spiritual power can this ship use?"
puff.
Chang Huaijin felt like he was stabbed in the chest by a sword.
Oh no, this is the Versailles of genius.
“…”
Chang Huaijin quietly closed his mouth that loved to ask questions.
Ruan Wei seemed to feel that what he said was inappropriate. After thinking about it, he still treated it with sincerity, "I am a natural spiritual body, and operating spiritual tools does not consume much spiritual energy."
puff.
He was hit by another sword.
A genius who is ignorant and unconscious is even more heartbreaking.
If I were her.
If he is born with a spiritual body.
Yes or no.
Would the Chang family have avoided this disaster?
He could also chop off even just one demon's head with his own hands.
If he was powerful enough to make the blood of the demons burst out in front of him, if he was powerful enough to make the demons dare not arbitrarily set the Chang family as a target for extermination.
Chang Huaijin lowered his eyes, even though he still had the leisure to ask these insignificant questions. But at this moment, his mood was not calm. He closed his eyes and tried to recall the world and people of the Chang family, and the plants and trees in his hometown, but found that he could hardly remember any greenery. Instead, his mind was filled with the smell of blood.
There is also his sister by his side, whose life or death is unknown.
At this moment, my heart was almost filled with hatred.
Demons——
Chang Huaijin clenched his knuckles until they turned red.
He raised his eyelids, his eyes were filled with determination and hatred.
Ruan Wei saw this.
He silently focused his attention on the pointer in his sea of consciousness.
The pointer didn't move.
Not him.
Ruan Wei frowned. She originally thought...
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