After things have calmed down, if anyone dares to damage their interests in the slightest, these old guys will crawl out of their graves to cause trouble for you.
"Don't brag." Xue Yu waved his hand, his expression very natural, "So many pills are placed in the inheritance place, and no one else wants to take them, so for me, it's just a matter of convenience."
There were all kinds of elixirs on display, as if to test their character? Xue Yu had some experience with this old-fashioned trial. The trial for elixirs was not dangerous, it just tested one's character.
Si Miaoyan and the others all looked at this intently. Apparently, for the knowledgeable people of the Bishui Sect, although the top-grade products were rare, they were still able to resist the temptation.
So all the pills on display were stolen by Xue Yu.
Obviously, such uncultured disciples are rare in the entire cultivation world, and the senior alchemists were all stunned.
…
Several sect leaders showed up one after another. Ye Qiao was undergoing a tribulation. The tied-up Yun Que wanted to use a magic weapon to escape, but was watched closely by several sword spirits. He had no chance to run and could only hope in agony that someone would save him.
After her hopes were dashed, she couldn't help but curse these people.
As a result, she was completely ignored throughout the process. Yun Que had no choice but to change her tactics and seek help from the disciples she knew.
“Senior Brother Ye…” She rushed towards Ye Qinghan fiercely, “Save me, or I am willing to be punished by the Sword Sect. Please take me away.”
It is better to fall into the hands of Wenjian Sect than into the hands of Changming Sect.
Ye Qinghan: "That is the business of the sect leaders." The implication is that he has no right to interfere.
Su Zhuo clenched his fingertips, thinking of the blessing from Heaven, he did not say anything. He was not stupid, he knew who would be rewarded by Heaven this time.
It can be said that he took advantage of Chang Mingzong for nothing. Facing Yun Que's pleading gaze, he lowered his eyes and said nothing.
Yun Que couldn't even count on Su Zhuo, and felt hopeless. "Are you going to kill me?"
"How pathetic." She seemed to be mocking, but her eyes were filled with confusion. "You clearly didn't treat me like this in the beginning."
"Aren't you the pathetic person from beginning to end?" Song Hansheng looked at her coldly, his eyes like a knife piercing deep into Yun Que's heart.
She had faced this kind of gaze too many times, disappointment, ridicule, and disdain, which were not painful but could make people feel embarrassed and resentful.
Yun Que collapsed and shouted, "Why do you look down on me, Song Hansheng! And you, all of you."
In this world of cultivation where talent is paramount, what's wrong with her wanting to become stronger!
"In the Five Sects, not having enough talent is like not being worthy of survival. What's wrong with me doing this?!"
Miaomiao groaned, frightened by her madness: "Why don't you... calm down first? Ye Qiao's spiritual roots were worse than yours at the beginning, remember? Ordinary, middle-grade spiritual roots."
"She did it on purpose." Yun Que became emotional, and the shadow of being hit by Ye Qiao once again loomed over his mind. "She has a natural spiritual root, so of course she doesn't need to worry about being kicked out."
"Don't listen to her nonsense." Ming Xuan put a talisman on her body, "Shut up."
"Should this traitor be handed over to Yueqing Sect for punishment?"
"Leave it to Yueqing Sect? That won't work." Chu Xingzhi put away the sword in his hand and muttered, "We are very worried about Yueqing Sect's ability to handle it."
Xie Chuxue watched the show for a while, and took the opportunity to interrupt, "Then let us, Chang Mingzong, handle it."
No one objected. Perhaps the leaders of each sect were eager to get rid of the troublesome Yun Que.
In Xie Chuxue's hands...
Tsk tsk tsk.
"In fact, sometimes Junior Uncle is more reliable than Master." Ming Xuan complained in a low voice, "Although most of the time, he is not quite normal."
Xue Yu deeply agreed with this.
"What are you mumbling about? I asked you guys to clean up the battlefield, but why are you just standing there?"
Not far away, the Sword-Wen Sect's leader's voice came coldly, and it seemed that the matter had been resolved.
Mu Chongxi waved his hand, "Don't we still have sword spirits? Let them go." Anyway, they are all cleaning up the fish that slipped through the net, so it doesn't matter who goes? The sword spirits won't feel tired.
"The Sword Spirit is not here to help you clean up the mess!" Qin Fanfan arrived late, and after hearing these remarks, she said unhappily, "Don't leave everything to the Sword Spirit."
"No way, Master." Mu Chongxi shouted, "We saved the people here, and you asked our respected disciples to clean up the battlefield? Do those monks eat for free?"
“……”That makes sense.
No one wanted to clean up the battlefield and eliminate those demons and monsters hiding here and there. Not only would it be a waste of time, but everyone would be exhausted. Who had the time to do these things?
At one time, all the sword spirits were driven out to clean up the surrounding battlefield. While Ye Qiao was being hit, he threw out his spirit sword. They could move on their own anyway, so it was most appropriate to let them clean up.
They obviously overlooked one problem.
There is a chain of contempt among the spirit swords.
And they are prone to fighting when they don't get along.
Bu Jianjun was thrown out. He slowly stabilized the sword and flew towards the Feixian Sword.
The two swords have been unhappy with each other for a long time.
The man and the sword wrestled with each other, and Bu Jianjun had no intention of not bullying the female sword spirit. He reached out and grabbed the sword, trying to hammer her to the ground.
The moment the young man touched it, the Feixian Sword turned into a stream of light and dissipated at his fingertips.
It is still difficult to capture the speed of light.
The white one and the black one were fighting fiercely.
Ye Qiao discovered that Bu Jianjun’s discrimination against Feixian Sword was not just verbal, but he actually took action.
"Hello?" She couldn't help but shout, "The Feixian Sword hasn't transformed yet."
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