I'm a cannon fodder, and it makes sense to know XNUMX million points of skills, right?

Chapter 54 Jiuxiao Sword Sect’s conspicuous bag

"Steward! Let's see if our swords can still be saved!"

"You let me see first! My damage is more serious!"

"Let's go, let's go! Old and young are in order. I'm your senior brother. I'll take a look first!"

Five disgraced qi-refining disciples squeezed in. The swords in their hands were damaged in various ways. It was unclear where they had gone as a team to practice.

The steward who received Zhong Lingge walked over expressionlessly and put all five swords into the storage bag with a wave of his hand.

"Are you ignoring the sect's rules and going to the mountains outside the mountain to control the beast tide? As an inner sect disciple, how can you take the lead in breaking the rules!"

The leading Qi Refining Consummation boy was dissatisfied and replied with a stiff neck: "It is precisely because he is an inner sect disciple that he should rush to the front to contribute. If the hot springs outside the mountain are ruined by monsters, wouldn't the lower realm lose another place of spiritual beings?" spring!"

The steward frowned, but still disagreed: "Most of the monsters are second- and third-level monsters. If you die in the mountain, how will the loss of the inner sect be calculated? How will your master be sad?"

When the inner sect and master were mentioned, the young man stopped refuting.

A girl with braided braids was bored and looked around. When she saw Zhong Lingge sitting in the corner looking at them, she let out a surprised sound.

"Senior brother and sister, look, it's Zhong Lingge on the global announcement!"

A group of young disciples all looked over. The expressions on the five gray faces could not be seen clearly, only round black eyes that were wide open with effort could be seen.

"Little friend Zhong wants to communicate and discuss with our sect. If you are interested, you can go find her. The sword is badly damaged and cannot be repaired in a day or two. You can get a Nine Heavens Sword for temporary use."

After saying this, the steward ignored the group of wayward disciples and turned around to the second floor with the sword to be repaired.

The five people didn't bother to get the spare Nine Heavens Sword, and ran towards Zhong Lingge in a swarm. Three people sat in front of her, and two people stood behind them, looking at her all at once.

The young man who had perfected his Qi refining looked at it for a moment and then took the initiative to break the silence.

"Did your master kill the Cen family?"

"good."

"Is he the True Monarch of Transformation God?"

"good."

"Then you must be very good at fighting? How about you compete with a few of us?"

"Okay."

Zhong Lingge agreed immediately, and the five prominent bags for the inner door were more than enough.

"Shall we go now?"

Zhong Lingge's initiative was quite provocative in the eyes of the five disciples. None of them were so active in fighting. They must not let a cultivator take the lead!

"Let's go, who is afraid of whom?"

"You wait! I will choose the best Nine Heavens Sword!"

"Senior sister, aren't the Nine Heavens Swords all the same?"

"Shut up! She doesn't know if you don't tell her!"

"Who in the lower realm doesn't know that the Jiuxiao Sword is our sect's hand sword?"

While the five conspicuous bags were noisily grabbing the sword, Zhong Lingge walked to the door and pretended to look at the street scene. He looked around and saw two suspicious people.

A middle-aged man with a perfect Foundation Establishment and a young girl in the early stage of Foundation Establishment, wearing ordinary Taoist robes without aura, pretended to be bargaining in front of a street stall. However, from the corner of their eyes, they glanced at the door of the shop from time to time. Especially after seeing Zhong Lingge, the two of them immediately They exchanged glances.

"Zhong Lingge, we have made our choice, let's go!"

"Let's go! Let's go back to the sect and fight!" "Discussion! Senior sister! It's for discussion and exchange with junior sister Youzong!"

"Oh, yes, Junior Sister Zhong, can you spar with me first?"

The conspicuous bag was chattering non-stop. When the two people squatting in front of the stall heard it, their eyes looked hesitant, wondering whether they should follow him or not.

Zhong Lingge felt that they were still where they were, and deliberately raised his voice: "It's a rare opportunity to compete. Can I go back to the sect halfway and ask my fourth senior brother to go with me? Just wait for me halfway, and I will take the senior brothers with me soon. Get up and join you!"

"Okay, I'll wait for you!"

"Don't talk about just one senior brother, your whole sect can come together!"

"Sister, please stop saying that."

"Uh, sorry, anyone but your master!"

How could the conspicuous people refuse to agree? The four disciples of Jidao Sect are sword cultivators in the middle stage of foundation establishment. It is clearly written in the global announcement. They want to see who is more powerful between this cold-faced sword cultivator and their senior brothers and sisters!
Zhong Lingge had been paying attention to what was going on behind her. As soon as she expressed her intention to act alone, the two foundation-building monks pretended that they could not agree with the stall owner, got up, left the stall, and followed her from a distance.

After walking out of the city gate, everyone took out the Flying Crane Talisman and flew to the outer suburbs together. As soon as they reached the wilderness, the leading boy from Jiuxiao noticed something was wrong, and sent a message to remind everyone: "There are two foundation building periods following us."

Zhong Lingge was afraid that the matter was not serious enough, so he said disapprovingly: "You must have made a mistake. No one dares to follow Jiuxiao disciples. Fellow Taoist, please don't become suspicious just because you are nervous."

"You are the only one who is nervous! Your whole sect is nervous!" The young man had a bad temper. After saying this, he felt that he was quite disrespectful to the God Transformation Stage, so he added with a blush, "Except for your master."

Zhong Lingge suppressed his laughter, raised his chin, and continued to provoke trouble through his voice: "Then let's take a gamble? I bet they are not stalking!"

"Let's bet!" The young man agreed. "In front of you is the winding mountain. There is a blind spot at the edge of the winding and the center of the winding. You can't detect the spirit breath. The six of us walked separately for a while, went around the edge and restarted at the center of the winding. Let’s get together. If they follow, it means there’s something going on. If they don’t, you win!”

The six of them separated in a tacit understanding, turning their crane heads to fly in different directions.

Zhuji Qi, who was following Yu Jian, saw that they had indeed separated and left, and he was silently relieved.

If Zhong Lingge and Jiuxiao's disciples were together, they would not be able to complete City Lord Zhang's mission and would have no choice but to cut off their own meridians and abolish their cultivation.

"Fellow Daoist Zheng, is there any treasure in Zhong Ling Singer? I heard that the divine thoughts of the True Lord Transformation of Gods can be stored in the amulet. What if she has her master's divine thoughts?"

"I plan to use coercion to sneak attack from behind and shock her unable to move. You can use the opportunity to trap her with a hundred spider webs and then knock her out. You should be able to capture her alive. No matter how many treasures she has, she is only in the middle stage of Qi refining. As long as we move fast enough, she There is no chance to sacrifice the protective object."

The two finalized their plan, speeding up and chasing Zhong Lingge's back with their swords. They planned to use the edge of the loop to prevent them from sensing spiritual energy, and suddenly approach and attack from behind, catching her off guard.

The flying sword was very fast, and it took more than ten breaths to reach the edge of the circle. In order to achieve the shock effect, the male cultivator surnamed Zheng deliberately spread the coercion to the extreme and attacked the center of the circle.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, cast the net!"

"Yes!"

The female cultivator surnamed Wang had already pulled out a big net before she saw anyone. At the same time, she pulled out a white piccolo floating at the corner of her mouth, pouring her spiritual power and breath into it and blowing out a sharp, short sound.

"It should be done, right?"

"Go and have a look."

The two men, King Zheng and Wang, used their swords to go around the edge and flew into the center. At a glance, they saw a scene that made their hearts burst.

"The bold villain dares to offend the Nine Heavens Sword Sect! Today is the day you die!"

"What kind of broken flute are you playing? It's so unpleasant! Where's Zhong Lingge?"

"I don't know. She's not on the Internet?"

The five disciples of the Nine Heavens Sword Sect were covered by a hundred spider webs. They all threw out their communication talismans and flew in the direction of the Nine Heavens Sword Sect. However, Zhong Lingge, their target, was not caught in the net at all.

(End of this chapter)