Fantasy: Inherited in the same vein, the master fights with domineering power

Being moved?

Jian Jiu's tomb can't be moved anywhere. She is the strongest magic sword master in all the world.

Her tomb...

It is impossible for others to walk in.

Even people like Xu Anshan and others might get lost in her illusion if they are not careful.

There is only one possibility...

That is……

"Let me think about it!" Angzi frowned and recalled, "I don't remember very clearly. I was only in the Overlord Realm back then. The aura around this tomb is rich and there is a natural phantom miasma. I originally wanted to be here. I have cultivated to the Saint level, but suddenly one day, a woman came to this tomb."

……

“You really know how to play~”

Under the pavilion, a female cultivator holding a sword in her arms had a smile on her face.

She stretched lazily.

He took out a handful of fish food from the ring and threw it towards the quiet lake outside the pavilion.

The koi carp in the lake scrambled to swallow the fish food.

"Eat, eat~"

"Maybe no one will feed you in the future. You are really as greedy as ever."

shuh~

The moment the female cultivator finished speaking, a figure appeared from outside the pavilion.

"Sister."

A slightly urgent call came, and a smile appeared in the female cultivator's eyes.

"What's wrong, Junior Brother Haomiao?"

"Master seems to know the news that we have returned from the wilderness, and is coming towards us." The monk with a stern expression stared at him, "Just now, the third senior sister sent me a message. It seems that Master is very angry."

"Hmph~~~"

The female cultivator snorted nonchalantly.

"There is no time when he is not angry. If he likes to be angry, then let him be angry."

"Senior sister~"

"I'll handle it." The female cultivator said with a smile on her face, "Don't say anything later. Come, let Senior Sister take a good look at you."

The cold swordsman was puzzled.

But he still stepped forward quickly, but before he could react, a strand of golden silk tied him tightly.

"Senior sister!"

"Shh, have a good sleep. You've been a little too tense during this period." The female cultivator looked at him with a smile and lightly poked his eyebrows with her finger.

The cold swordsman felt that his vision was getting blurry a little bit.

Bang~~~

He fell into the female cultivator's arms.

"Go to sleep."

"Poor little guy."

After placing the cold swordsman in the corner of the pavilion, the female swordsman silently sat in front of the stone table in the pavilion and took out the tea set from the ring.

A few minutes later...

A ray of afterimage fell from the void. When the visitor saw the tied up cold swordsman, his eyes paused for a moment and fell into the pavilion.

The female swordsman just finished pouring the tea.

Seeing the person coming, there was a smile in his eyes.

"Master."

"You came just in time. The tea is still warm. We can sit and chat slowly."

As she spoke, the female cultivator pushed the tea over.

"Taste it."

"My tea skills are very famous."

"Lizhi, what do you mean?" The monk sitting in front of the stone table did not touch the tea on the table. Instead, he looked directly at Zhou Haomiao who was tied up and unconscious, "How could Haomiao do this? ?”

"He'll be in some trouble if he's awake."

The female nun smiled slightly and rubbed the teacup in her hand.

"Master came here suddenly, probably because of the affairs of Lei Zu's palace, right?"

"Sorry Master, we failed."

"We didn't get the Chaos Lamp. The masters in the wilderness are much more terrifying than we imagined. We are not rivals. Before we left, our master asked us to ensure our own safety, so I took my junior brother back."

The monk at the table nodded slightly, unable to tell whether he was happy or angry.

"It doesn't matter."

"Since you failed, why didn't you report to me and instead stayed here? If I hadn't learned about your return through deduction, I would have thought you were still in the wilderness."

"Deduction?"

The female cultivator who was stroking the tea cup suddenly laughed, and her eyes gradually turned cold.

"Is it a deduction or surveillance?"

In an instant, the monk in front of the stone table frowned, and the female monk stroking the tea cup also whispered quietly.

"Master~"

"Whether you are a person or anything else, you can't be too greedy."

"Greed brings disaster."

"You already have enough. Do you really want to have everything in your arms so that you can be satisfied?"

"The heavens do not belong to you."

Hearing this, the monk in front of the stone table was silent for a long time. He silently looked at the female monk in front of him.

"Lizhi, I don't understand what you are talking about."

"Don't you understand?" The female cultivator suddenly raised her eyes and nodded slowly, "Then let me tell you something you can understand. How long will it take for you to forcefully occupy this body? His soul is already on the verge of collapse. If you If he insists on staying, he will die."

"you……"

The monk's face changed slightly, and the female cultivator also stared softly.

"Actually, I'm not a nosy person, but this body of yours is the descendant of an old friend of mine. I want to protect his life."

"You remembered!"

Suddenly, the monk in front of the stone table slammed the table.

"If that's the case, then you didn't get the Chaos Lamp on purpose!"

"Can't talk about it."

The female cultivator shook her head, her hand still stroking the tea cup.

"The situation in the wilderness is indeed special, and the Chaos Lamp is not something I can take if I want."

"You should ask your master."

"Is she kept in the dark, or have you never been truly loyal to her?"

"Then who is your master?"

"Impossible, you can't wake up!" The monk in front of the stone table kept shaking his head, "This is absolutely impossible, you have obviously already..."

"What's impossible?"

There was a smile on the female nun's eyebrows.

"Don't forget, I have practiced illusion swordsmanship. I can cast illusions on you, and I can also cast illusions on myself and stay awake. Master..."

"I'm really curious, who are you with?"

"Is it...Minerva?"

……

At this time, in front of the bonfire.

Xu Anshan and everyone stared at Angzi,

"woman."

"Yes, she is definitely a woman. She smelled very good when she came." Angzi nodded solemnly, with a bit of intoxication in his eyes, "Although I didn't see her face clearly, I can also imagine that she is definitely She is a great beauty, and one of the best in all the worlds."

"Tell the important point!"

"The point is, that woman carried away the entire tomb."

Angzi spread his two bare wings.

"I don't know how she did it. Anyway, she didn't seem to be affected by the phantom miasma at all. The space around her trembled violently when she stretched out her hand. From then on, the sword cultivator's tomb floated into the air."

"Oh yes, I remembered it!"

"That woman has a pair of wings on her back. I guess she might be the goddess of our swan tribe~"

"It's true."

"I practice so hard just because I want to stand in front of her one day and woo her!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Angzi's eyes were full of intoxication again.

Xu Anshan's eyebrows darkened slightly, and he stared at Jiang Daoli aside.

The two looked at each other and communicated.

"It's Minerva!"

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Double updates~

The sugar master went to Erbin to make golden beans and flew away~

Generate electricity a little bit, okay~