Chapter 2033
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STDe Yi Han
When Feng Linglan hurriedly rushed to break through the fairy stage.
At this time, Yi Zhiyu, who was in the outer sect area, had heard various information about Feng Linglan from many outer sect disciples.
In the disciple cafeteria, Yi Zhiyu sat alone in the corner, thinking about his subsequent actions.
There is no doubt that her talent now is absolutely incomparable to Feng Linglan's.
It was almost over for her to become a core disciple of Shenshui Sword Sect.
She couldn't even imagine being a true disciple now.
"Junior sister Yi, you are eating alone again." Suddenly, a young man's voice sounded from beside Yi Zhiyu.
Even without raising his head, Yi Zhiyu knew who was coming.
Then, a young man sat opposite Yi Zhiyu and greeted with a smile: "Junior sister Yi, you have been a beginner for a while. You have always been so alone. You don't want to integrate into the outer sect, but it is difficult for you to be outside." I’m here to stay for a long time.”
This young man's cultivation is in the middle stage of Immortal Yuan. He has short light blue hair and is obviously not an ordinary human race.
It is the result of the mixture of the Siren clan and the human race.
Yi Zhiyu smiled lightly and said, "Thank you for your concern, senior brother."
Then, Yi Zhiyu had no more expressions.
As early as when he was in Shangyun Sect, Yi Zhiyu was a cold iceberg in the minds of all Shangyun Sect disciples.
In fact it is.
In the early years, Yi Zhiyu, who had just started to practice, was not very popular because of his appearance.
She only got a little close to her senior sister, Xu Yan'er.
Until she stepped into the Daohai realm, became an elder of Shangyun Sect, and followed Feng Linglan to the Feng family in the City of Beasts.
The next thing that happened was that she met Qiu Lingfeng's clone, Feng Lingqiu.
Being taken under Feng Lingqiu's command, he got a better platform and resources, and achieved his current level of cultivation.
Over the years, Yi Zhiyu's interpersonal relationships have been the same as when he was first in Shangyun Sect, with just the same old faces coming and going.
Her personality is different from Feng Linglan's. She prefers to be alone.
So when other disciples chatted with her, she just felt noisy.
Yi Zhiyu lowered his head to finish his dinner and left his seat.
The green-haired young man quickly stood up, chased after her, and said with a smile: "Junior sister Yi, it happens that our two dormitories are very close to each other, so why not go back together."
"Oh, I'm not going back." Yi Zhiyu smiled politely.
Then, Yi Zhiyu made a gesture of invitation.
The corners of the green-haired young man's mouth twitched and he froze in place.
He had no idea that Yi Zhiyu would play his cards so unconventionally.
"By the way, Junior Sister Yi, I remember that you have been paying attention to Senior Sister Linglan, who ranked first in the last outer sect assessment, right? I happened to know something about Senior Sister Linglan, let's chat while walking?" The green-haired young man said again He found a topic and said.
In order to get close to Yi Zhiyu, he did a lot of homework.
So this green-haired young man also knew that Yi Zhiyu had been inquiring about Feng Linglan.
The current Feng Linglan's popularity among the outer sect of Shenshui Sword Sect is still not low.
Because Feng Linglan herself has the nickname of the first goddess in the outer sect, and she has been the first in the outer sect for three years, she has directly become a preparatory true disciple.
What's even more outrageous is that it only took less than a month for Feng Linglan to cultivate the power of Yiyi sword from the first stage of the first glimpse to the third stage of peaking.
This terrifying speed of comprehension cannot even be matched by the true disciple who possesses the "Spiritual Blood Sword Bone".
"No, if necessary, I can ask her directly." Yi Zhiyu coldly refused and walked out of the cafeteria.
By the time the green-haired young man chased him out of the cafeteria, he could no longer see Yi Zhiyu.
After Yi Zhiyu got rid of the troublesome green-haired young man, he became more and more worried about his future training at Shenshui Jianmen.
If Yi Zhiyu had been pestered by that green-haired young man, he would never be able to devote himself to training and catch up with Feng Linglan.
"How about we scare that troublesome guy away?" Yi Zhiyu's beautiful eyes flashed as he was considering the feasibility of this idea.
If she had the terrifying combat power of the Ancient Void Saint, who ignored her cultivation realm, she wouldn't be half-dodging the green-haired young man like she is now.
Yi Zhiyu stroked his long gray hair, thoughtfully.
Could it be that my hair of different colors was too eye-catching in Shenshui Jianmen, which was why the green-haired young man approached me several times?
But Yi Zhiyu was too lazy to think about the reason.
In short, during the period of entering the Sinking Sword Sect, Yi Zhiyu adapted fairly well.
Of course, she would feel more comfortable without the presence of the green-haired young man.
Yi Zhiyu's talent and strength are not outstanding among the disciples who entered the Sinking Sword Sect in the same batch, and are at the middle level.
After all, her swordsmanship talent is indeed not as good as Feng Linglan's.
However, because of her long hair and appearance, she still attracts the attention of many people.
"Seize the time to practice and get out of the outer sect as soon as possible."
Yi Zhiyu made up her mind to leave this sinking sword gate that would cause her trouble as soon as possible.
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Sword City.
Qiu Lingfeng held a toothpick in his mouth and looked arrogant. He held Ningshuang and Wu Motong in his arms while walking in the bustling night market.
"If you had a lower cultivation level and walked like you, my husband, you would have been beaten at least hundreds of times once you went out." Wu Moutong felt the looks from the people around him and couldn't help but complain.
"If I can get beaten like this, I will do it more in the future." Qiu Lingfeng said seriously.
just kidding~~
Isn't he super brave?
Moreover, Qiu Lingfeng's current strength has increased greatly. As long as the Immortal Emperor does not show up, he can still defeat the Immortal Lord in the later stage.
Even facing the Immortal Emperor, Qiu Lingfeng is not helpless. He also has various special props that can obliterate the existence of the Immortal Emperor.
Hearing this, Wu Motong didn't know what to say.
Suddenly, Qiu Lingfeng's heart palpitated and he quickly looked towards a corner of the street.
"Husband, what's wrong?" Ningshuang looked at Qiu Lingfeng in surprise and asked.
"It's nothing, maybe it's an illusion." Qiu Lingfeng shook his head and said with a smile, "Continue shopping."
Ningshuang and Wu Motong nodded and continued shopping.
At the corner of the street where Qiu Lingfeng was looking just now, a black-robed figure carefully looked in the direction of Qiu Lingfeng again.
After confirming that Qiu Lingfeng had left, the black-robed figure cautiously walked into a tavern on the corner of the street.
After the black-robed figure entered the tavern, Qiu Lingfeng left and returned.
"Husband, what happened?" Wu Motong asked through a message.
"Actually, it's nothing. Because of the special skills I practice, my sense of demonic energy is countless times more sensitive than ordinary people. I just sensed the demonic energy there." Qiu Lingfeng said lightly.
Ningshuang and Wu Motong were already accustomed to Qiu Lingfeng's way of speaking, and they had long been accustomed to it.
But at this moment, what Qiu Lingfeng said was "actually nothing". From the perspective of others, it was simply a major life-and-death crisis.
"What is going on?" Ningshuang asked curiously.
"I'm not sure. Anyway, just be careful first." Qiu Lingfeng stared in the direction of the tavern and secretly sent out a clone.
Then, he continued to accompany Ningshuang and Wu Motong.
At this time, Yi Zhiyu, who was in the outer sect area, had heard various information about Feng Linglan from many outer sect disciples.
In the disciple cafeteria, Yi Zhiyu sat alone in the corner, thinking about his subsequent actions.
There is no doubt that her talent now is absolutely incomparable to Feng Linglan's.
It was almost over for her to become a core disciple of Shenshui Sword Sect.
She couldn't even imagine being a true disciple now.
"Junior sister Yi, you are eating alone again." Suddenly, a young man's voice sounded from beside Yi Zhiyu.
Even without raising his head, Yi Zhiyu knew who was coming.
Then, a young man sat opposite Yi Zhiyu and greeted with a smile: "Junior sister Yi, you have been a beginner for a while. You have always been so alone. You don't want to integrate into the outer sect, but it is difficult for you to be outside." I’m here to stay for a long time.”
This young man's cultivation is in the middle stage of Immortal Yuan. He has short light blue hair and is obviously not an ordinary human race.
It is the result of the mixture of the Siren clan and the human race.
Yi Zhiyu smiled lightly and said, "Thank you for your concern, senior brother."
Then, Yi Zhiyu had no more expressions.
As early as when he was in Shangyun Sect, Yi Zhiyu was a cold iceberg in the minds of all Shangyun Sect disciples.
In fact it is.
In the early years, Yi Zhiyu, who had just started to practice, was not very popular because of his appearance.
She only got a little close to her senior sister, Xu Yan'er.
Until she stepped into the Daohai realm, became an elder of Shangyun Sect, and followed Feng Linglan to the Feng family in the City of Beasts.
The next thing that happened was that she met Qiu Lingfeng's clone, Feng Lingqiu.
Being taken under Feng Lingqiu's command, he got a better platform and resources, and achieved his current level of cultivation.
Over the years, Yi Zhiyu's interpersonal relationships have been the same as when he was first in Shangyun Sect, with just the same old faces coming and going.
Her personality is different from Feng Linglan's. She prefers to be alone.
So when other disciples chatted with her, she just felt noisy.
Yi Zhiyu lowered his head to finish his dinner and left his seat.
The green-haired young man quickly stood up, chased after her, and said with a smile: "Junior sister Yi, it happens that our two dormitories are very close to each other, so why not go back together."
"Oh, I'm not going back." Yi Zhiyu smiled politely.
Then, Yi Zhiyu made a gesture of invitation.
The corners of the green-haired young man's mouth twitched and he froze in place.
He had no idea that Yi Zhiyu would play his cards so unconventionally.
"By the way, Junior Sister Yi, I remember that you have been paying attention to Senior Sister Linglan, who ranked first in the last outer sect assessment, right? I happened to know something about Senior Sister Linglan, let's chat while walking?" The green-haired young man said again He found a topic and said.
In order to get close to Yi Zhiyu, he did a lot of homework.
So this green-haired young man also knew that Yi Zhiyu had been inquiring about Feng Linglan.
The current Feng Linglan's popularity among the outer sect of Shenshui Sword Sect is still not low.
Because Feng Linglan herself has the nickname of the first goddess in the outer sect, and she has been the first in the outer sect for three years, she has directly become a preparatory true disciple.
What's even more outrageous is that it only took less than a month for Feng Linglan to cultivate the power of Yiyi sword from the first stage of the first glimpse to the third stage of peaking.
This terrifying speed of comprehension cannot even be matched by the true disciple who possesses the "Spiritual Blood Sword Bone".
"No, if necessary, I can ask her directly." Yi Zhiyu coldly refused and walked out of the cafeteria.
By the time the green-haired young man chased him out of the cafeteria, he could no longer see Yi Zhiyu.
After Yi Zhiyu got rid of the troublesome green-haired young man, he became more and more worried about his future training at Shenshui Jianmen.
If Yi Zhiyu had been pestered by that green-haired young man, he would never be able to devote himself to training and catch up with Feng Linglan.
"How about we scare that troublesome guy away?" Yi Zhiyu's beautiful eyes flashed as he was considering the feasibility of this idea.
If she had the terrifying combat power of the Ancient Void Saint, who ignored her cultivation realm, she wouldn't be half-dodging the green-haired young man like she is now.
Yi Zhiyu stroked his long gray hair, thoughtfully.
Could it be that my hair of different colors was too eye-catching in Shenshui Jianmen, which was why the green-haired young man approached me several times?
But Yi Zhiyu was too lazy to think about the reason.
In short, during the period of entering the Sinking Sword Sect, Yi Zhiyu adapted fairly well.
Of course, she would feel more comfortable without the presence of the green-haired young man.
Yi Zhiyu's talent and strength are not outstanding among the disciples who entered the Sinking Sword Sect in the same batch, and are at the middle level.
After all, her swordsmanship talent is indeed not as good as Feng Linglan's.
However, because of her long hair and appearance, she still attracts the attention of many people.
"Seize the time to practice and get out of the outer sect as soon as possible."
Yi Zhiyu made up her mind to leave this sinking sword gate that would cause her trouble as soon as possible.
-
Sword City.
Qiu Lingfeng held a toothpick in his mouth and looked arrogant. He held Ningshuang and Wu Motong in his arms while walking in the bustling night market.
"If you had a lower cultivation level and walked like you, my husband, you would have been beaten at least hundreds of times once you went out." Wu Moutong felt the looks from the people around him and couldn't help but complain.
"If I can get beaten like this, I will do it more in the future." Qiu Lingfeng said seriously.
just kidding~~
Isn't he super brave?
Moreover, Qiu Lingfeng's current strength has increased greatly. As long as the Immortal Emperor does not show up, he can still defeat the Immortal Lord in the later stage.
Even facing the Immortal Emperor, Qiu Lingfeng is not helpless. He also has various special props that can obliterate the existence of the Immortal Emperor.
Hearing this, Wu Motong didn't know what to say.
Suddenly, Qiu Lingfeng's heart palpitated and he quickly looked towards a corner of the street.
"Husband, what's wrong?" Ningshuang looked at Qiu Lingfeng in surprise and asked.
"It's nothing, maybe it's an illusion." Qiu Lingfeng shook his head and said with a smile, "Continue shopping."
Ningshuang and Wu Motong nodded and continued shopping.
At the corner of the street where Qiu Lingfeng was looking just now, a black-robed figure carefully looked in the direction of Qiu Lingfeng again.
After confirming that Qiu Lingfeng had left, the black-robed figure cautiously walked into a tavern on the corner of the street.
After the black-robed figure entered the tavern, Qiu Lingfeng left and returned.
"Husband, what happened?" Wu Motong asked through a message.
"Actually, it's nothing. Because of the special skills I practice, my sense of demonic energy is countless times more sensitive than ordinary people. I just sensed the demonic energy there." Qiu Lingfeng said lightly.
Ningshuang and Wu Motong were already accustomed to Qiu Lingfeng's way of speaking, and they had long been accustomed to it.
But at this moment, what Qiu Lingfeng said was "actually nothing". From the perspective of others, it was simply a major life-and-death crisis.
"What is going on?" Ningshuang asked curiously.
"I'm not sure. Anyway, just be careful first." Qiu Lingfeng stared in the direction of the tavern and secretly sent out a clone.
Then, he continued to accompany Ningshuang and Wu Motong.
