Just lying down, the little junior sister soared!

In fact, in the early Tang Dynasty, he didn’t even know who this woman was, but she pretended to be so good!

It really seemed like he knew the woman's identity.

If you ask Tang Chu at this time, she will definitely say: "I haven't seen it before, but I know what other people think of idols when they see them, right?"

She thought, it couldn't be more exaggerated than those fanatical fans chasing stars.

A series of rainbow farts made the woman praise her beyond words. The more she looked at Tang Chu, the more she liked her, "I haven't seen such an interesting little sister in a long time."

"I think I, Yan Zi, have met countless people in my life, but none of them are as good at complimenting others as my little sister."

In the early Tang Dynasty, when the woman announced her family status, she recalled the history of the world of immortality in her mind. At this moment, she was extremely grateful to Elder Yue for punishing her for copying the book so many times. Although it was offset later, she still copied it. Quite a few.

The contents of the book were so profound that they seemed to be engraved in her mind, and they were coming in handy right now.

Yan Zi, in the middle stage of refining the void, was ranked fifty-eight on the Wenxian List, and was good at wielding a long whip. He disappeared for many years, and no one saw him again. He may have gone into seclusion.

Tang Chu looked at the beautiful woman in front of him again, a little stunned. He didn't expect that the person who was rumored to be a hermit was in this nine-story tower.

Although she didn't know what happened to Yan Zi, or what deal she had reached with her master that made her willing to be a guard in this nine-story tower, she was not very curious, and she had no intention of prying into other people's secrets.

Noticing Tang Chu's eyes, Yan Zi smiled and said proactively: "I stay here voluntarily. I'm different from them. They all died once, but I'm still alive. I'm just tired of it." In order to practice endlessly, pursue cultivation, and want to change my lifestyle, I took the initiative to come here."

Tang Chu expressed his understanding. After all, everyone has the right to choose their own lifestyle.

Think about it, didn’t she also want to be ruined at the beginning?

If there is no set goal in cultivating immortality, many people will indeed feel confused. The long life span and the boring day after day will indeed make people feel suffocated.

Yan Zi's behavior is understandable.

However, Yan Zi used a long whip. Tang Chu thought that the purple spirit whip he snatched from Tang Yun in his storage bag was now gathering ashes in the corner.

Her eyes moved, it was destined by fate, wasn't this just right?

She immediately took out the whip and said, "Sister! We are really destined! You use the long whip! So do I!"

As he spoke, he danced the Purple Spirit Whip a few times, and his clumsy movements made Yan Zi laugh for a while.

"Little sister, your whipping skills are not very good! You are much worse than your sister!"

Tang Chu smiled naively and scratched his head, "Of course I'm not as powerful as my sister, but I believe that one day, I can be as powerful as my sister!"

Yan Zi smiled for a while and said, "Well, since you call me sister, I can't bear these words of sister in vain. Watch it."

She took the purple spirit whip from Tang Chu's hand. It was obviously the same whip, but Tang Chu inexplicably felt something different in Yan Zi's hand.

The purple spirit whip seemed to have become a living thing, coming to life in Yan Zi's hands, and even each whip exerted its maximum power.

The spiritual energy vibrated, and the entire second floor was trembling. Tang Chu was shocked.

The Purple Spirit Whip is just a spiritual weapon, and it is not even qualified to compare with those magic weapons on the list, but even such a spiritual weapon can be exerted to such great power.

Tang Chu suddenly understood that it was like those people with profound skills beating you with a tree branch.

She watched Yan Zi's movements closely, fearing that she might miss any move.

Yan Zi finished a set of whip techniques, handed the Purple Spirit Whip back to Tang Chu's hands, and asked, "Did you look carefully?"

Tang Chu nodded and reproduced all Yan Zi's movements according to the memory in his mind.

Looking at Yan Zi, Yan Zi didn't say it was right or wrong, she just wanted Tang Chu to experience it again.

She demonstrated the same whipping technique to Tang Chu again, but Tang Chu felt that something was different this time. It felt different.

She couldn't figure out what was going on, so when Yan Zi stopped, she looked at her in confusion.

Yan Zi smiled and rubbed Tang Chu's head, "This can't be learned overnight. Let's practice cracking the whip first."

Tang Chu didn't seem to understand, so she waved the whip for three months. During this time, her hands were shaking and numb, and it was difficult to lift the whip.

She wanted to take a pill to relieve her pain, but Yan Zi sternly stopped her.

And her storage bag was confiscated mercilessly. The peerless beauty taught the whipping method as if she was a different person, and she didn't recognize her relatives.

There's no mercy at all.

It was useless for Tang Chu to say anything nice, he could only accept his fate and wave the whip for three months.

Three months!

Not three hours! Not three days! But three months!

She didn't know how the past three months had passed, so much so that when Yan Zi suddenly said it was okay, she didn't even react.

For what seemed like ages, she thought she was hallucinating the whip.

Yan Zi covered her forehead and helplessly stepped forward to snatch the whip from Tang Chu's hand.

Tang Chu glanced at her blankly, "Huh? What's wrong? Is the swing not loud enough, or not hard enough?"

Yan Zi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and nodded on Tang Chu's eyebrows, "That's it, no need to wave anymore, you can proceed to the next step."

When Tang Chu heard this, tears streaked across his face, "Finally freed!"

God knows how long she has been waiting for this sentence!

But in the early Tang Dynasty, it was too early to be happy. After cracking the whip, there was also a flick of the whip and a withdrawal of the whip.

Yan Zi held one spirit fruit in her mouth and bit it, then placed the other five steps in front of Tang Chu, asking Tang Chu's whip not to touch the fruit, but the fruit would still be cut in half. .

When Tang Chu heard this request, she suddenly felt that this was an impossible task. What she held in her hand was a whip, not a knife.

If it were her third senior brother's flying knife, he might still be able to do it.

But seeing Yan Zi's serious expression, Tang Chu swallowed the words on his lips.

Since the beautiful sister asked her to do this, she would just do it. Anyway, she always had her reasons.

After a long time, the spirit fruit placed there was beaten to pieces either because the force was too strong, or because the force was too weak, the whip stopped far away from the fruit.

Tang Chu didn't believe this evil, so he tried again and again, with a little bit of force, and finally the tip of the whip's tail could touch the spiritual fruit.

But how to divide the spirit fruit into two halves exactly is a problem.

While Tang Chu was thinking hard, his eyes inadvertently glanced to the side. The good guy and the good sister were sitting on the ground regardless of their appearance. Their sleeves were rolled up high and they were stuffing the broken spiritual fruits into the jar.