Zhuiwen's sword repair can't afford to hurt

The mountains and rivers are magnificent, and the misty fairy mountains go straight into the sky, majestic and majestic.The aura is dense, and this is the location of the world's number one sword sect.

The name of the sect is "The No. [-] Sword Sect in the World".

Because when the sect was founded, the patriarch was going to build the world's number one sword sect. Later, the astonishingly talented patriarch succeeded, and countless swordsmen came to him because of this name.

Not every generation of heirs can be number one in the world, the sect was once weak, about five or six hundred years ago, the sword master at that time - not from this sect - smashed the entire sect to pieces.All the plaques of the Zongmen were smashed.

But the sword cultivators still had the cheek to keep this name, and then tricked more talented youngsters who wanted to be number one in the world, and within a few hundred years, they were number one in the world again.

Zongmen's ancestral motto is also super simple - we are number one in the world.

Those who are dissatisfied and come up to challenge are all practicing hands.

In short, just fight if you don't accept it. If you lose, as long as you can't die and practice again, you can always win.

Far away.

In short, the guys in this sect are all fighting lunatics.

"The demon cultivator at the western foot of Lianshan is becoming more and more rampant. As the world's number one sword sect, we can't just sit idly by. You, Ji Wutong, this time you bring your juniors and sisters to solve this disaster."

Ji Wutong, who was named, stood up, and saw the handsome young man wearing a bluish-white Taoist robe, holding a silver fairy sword with a sheath, black cyan corners on the cuffs and necklines, and black hair neatly tied around his head by a two-inch hair crown Finally, it is really neat and beautiful.

Ji Wutong nodded slightly and said, "Yes."

He is the chief disciple of the youngest generation, handed down by the head of the sect.

After he took the order, he asked the master for instructions on who to bring with him, and the master ordered two younger brothers and one younger sister for him.

Ji Wutong and his brothers and sisters set off for the western foot of Lianshan.

Ji Wutong flew with his sword, and the wind lifted his hair and clothes, giving him an awe-inspiring spirit.

The little junior sister blushed when she saw it, and when she rolled her eyes, Yujian suddenly became unstable, and she was about to fall.

The little junior quickly supported her and asked eagerly, "Senior sister, what's wrong with you?"

The little junior sister twitched and said: "I feel a little uncomfortable, I'm afraid it's..." She bit her lower lip lightly, her beautiful eyes flickered, and she looked at Ji Wutong again and again: "It's not convenient for Yujian to fly. "

Ji Wutong stared at her blankly.

He thought that if he was unwell, he would not be able to fly with the sword.

Xin said again that the master said that female cultivators are very troublesome. If you are not a female cultivator and you don’t understand, don’t go to the bottom of it.

Master said, you will be slapped.

Master said, don't ask me how you know, or I will slap you.

At that time, Ji Wutong also looked confused, thinking to himself, Master, you are not a woman.

The junior sister sent her eyes so that the corners of her eyes almost twitched, but found that Ji Wutong seemed to be in a daze.

The little junior sister said angrily about this wood.

The slovenly second senior brother raised his head and said in surprise, "Junior Sister, are you feeling unwell? Do you want to see a doctor?"

The little junior sister said: "No need, it's not a serious illness, it's just that I won't be able to fly with the sword for a while."

Although the second senior brother is usually very obsessed with swordsmanship, he is also a shrewd person. What kind of serious illness can this be?Crazy disease chant.

The junior brother interrupted him: "Hey second senior brother, I'm so tired from supporting her."

The four quickly got down from mid-air.

Ji Wutong said: "Then let's repair here first, and we will go on the road after you feel better."

Junior sister hurriedly said: "No need, no need, I can't delay everyone's schedule."

Ji Wutong: "??" Then what exactly do you want.

Ji Wutong: "Then you stay here first, the three of us will solve it immediately, and come back to you when the time comes."

Junior Sister felt old blood in her heart, she thought that this was different from the script in her mind.

What she thought was that Ji Wutong was flying with her Yujian, and she hugged his waist tenderly.

She thought that Ji Wutong was different from the group of fighting madmen in this sect, because he had tasteful clothes and liked to clean them.

Who knows exactly the same elm head.

The little junior sister swallowed the mouthful of old blood, and said coldly: "It's okay, I'm fine now, let's go."

Ji Wutong didn't want to understand.

But there is no need to think about it, Ji Wutong nodded: "Let's go."

During the rest of the journey, the junior sister kept a cold face and a capable style, which fully reflected the excellent character of "the world's number one sword sect".

The Demon Cultivator at the western foot of Lianshan is just a young disciple of a third-rate Demon Sect, a mob who catches monks here to absorb their cultivation.It's not enough to be able to walk sideways against ordinary monks, but it's not enough to meet outstanding disciples like Ji Wutong and the others.

Ji Wutong was in mid-air, behind him twelve flying swords whizzed away forming a sword array, and the demon cultivators scattered like a flock of birds and beasts, Ji Wutong's handsome face was indifferent in the sword light, and the sword light and blood light burst out together.

Except for those who ran fast, those who were still trying to resist were not spared.

eliminate.

The little junior sister looked at Ji Wutong like this and covered her heart.

The flying sword transformed into sword energy dissipated, and Ji Wutong slowly fell from the midair. His long hair and robe also drew graceful arcs, finally docile around Ji Wutong's body.

And Ji Wutong's body is spotless.

On the way back to Zongmen, Ji Wutong said: "Go back first, I have something to do."

The juniors didn't ask any more questions, and waved their hands back to the sect.

The junior sister hesitated to speak.

Ji Wutong looked indifferent.

The junior sister finally stomped her feet and left.

Only then did Ji Wutong turn around and go back to the shop he just passed by.

It was a bookstore.

The big-character posters at the entrance of the bookstore said that there were new books coming in.

There are several books that Ji Wutong is chasing.

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