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Qi Xiaoxue only felt her head buzzing, as if her consciousness had been attacked by someone, she immediately felt nauseous, and the next moment her pain was blocked by the system in her brain, and a strong dull pain swept across her entire body. Consciousness sea.

She kept calling the system in her heart, but the system, which was always responsive, fell silent at this moment.

Qi Xiaoxue panicked for a moment, but soon the pain took over all her consciousness, and with a bang, her consciousness finally sank into darkness.

"Junior Sister Qi, what's wrong with you, Junior Sister Qi?"

Chai Feng immediately came down to diagnose and treat his disciples, but it was strange that Qi Xiaoxue didn't suffer any damage to his body or spirit, let alone being poisoned. In the end, he could only attribute it to the conflict of spiritual power, resulting in coma.

Tan Zhao, who witnessed the whole process: ...I didn't expect it to be true, I can play.

System: Tsk, it looks like an eighteenth-rate small system, and it can be countered by the "gravitational waves" it sends out. It's really useless.

[Your speech is quite villainous. ]

System: Sorry, I'm just telling the truth, if you don't like it, I don't care.

... This man is really getting more and more presumptuous.

Chai Feng sent someone to send Qi Xiaoxue back to the cave, and Li Lin also took advantage of the opportunity to resign. After all, Yuan Lu had sworn to prove his innocence.

Before he left, he said to the suzerain: "Sect master, the person who killed my Senior Brother Yang was so cunning, I am afraid he is not the kind of person who is easy to deal with. This disciple petitions to find out the truth of this matter."

Chai Feng handed over the matter to the elders of the punishment hall, and the elders of the punishment hall said that they could take Li Lin with them, so Li Lin resigned.

The minutiae was resolved, and the eyes returned to Yuan Lv again.

The Taishang elder practiced Xiaoyao swordsmanship and learned the method of inaction. After he was promoted to the stage of crossing the catastrophe, he was as cold as frost, like a reincarnated immortal.Only then did Chu Lin sit at the head of the class, and did not do anything other than dismissing the disciple from expelling him from the sect.

But Chai Feng knew that the Supreme Elder would not change his mind easily, or in other words, would not change his mind at all.

It is rare for him to have a headache, and now he can only hope that Yuan Lu can change the mind of the Supreme Elder: "Junior Brother Yuan, your cultivation level..."

It is good to have a high seniority, and even the head of the sect has to be called junior brother, but Tan Zhao obviously can't enjoy this blessing. He simply said that he was "left behind" to fight bloody monsters, and then because of the closure of the secret realm, his cultivation base His spiritual roots were completely shattered, and he survived from death. He originally thought that he would have to wait five years before leaving the secret realm, but he didn't expect that half a year later, he would be teleported to the ice field, and then met the heavenly sect Song Chengyong by chance, and then he was able to return to the sect .

After such an experience, it is obviously a blessing to be able to survive, and Chai Feng couldn't help but feel a little sympathetic to this once talented little junior, but the journey of cultivating immortality is the most cruel, without talent, it is useless to talk about it.

Rather than forcing people to stay, it is better to let them go. Although Tianmingzong is more harmonious than the outside world, it is a mistake to be born as a mortal here.

But obviously, Yuan Lu wanted to leave, but the Supreme Elder didn't agree, and even took him away in public without giving him time to admonish him.

"Elder Tong, this matter..."

Elder Tong of Xingtang obviously knew Chu Lin better: "If you can't do it, then the Mingzong will have the right to raise a wealthy idler."

When Chai Feng thought about it, that was the only way to go. Ordinary people's life expectancy is short, at most a hundred years.

On the other side, Tan Zhao was taken to Poyuan Peak, which is the peak belonging to Chu Lin. The spiritual veins are hidden inside, and the whole mountain stands tall. one of the mountains.

Yuan Lu was able to break through Yuan Ying in his twenties, obviously there is also a reason for monopolizing the "peak".

"Why don't you want to stay?"

When Tan Zhao asked this question, he looked at the man standing with his hands behind his back not far away. The big bosses in the world of cultivating immortals can count on both hands. Chu Lin is one of them, and he is also the youngest crossing in the entire Tianze Continent. Tribulation period monk.

If you don't look at this sword-like spiritual force field, Chu Lin looks like a 25-[-] aloof young man.

"The disciple's spiritual roots have been broken, and he can no longer practice immortality. If he insists on staying, it will only increase the jealousy in his heart. It is better to go to the human world when he is still awake, and there may be another fate."

When Tan Zhao said this, he believed it himself, but... but the people who heard it didn't believe it.

"Yuan Lu, what you practice is the way of free and unfettered swordsmanship, not the way of ascension. As long as you can lift the sword one day, you shouldn't retreat. Do you understand what you mean by being a teacher?"

... I don't understand, can we go through the process?

According to common sense, a disciple who has no spiritual roots and no enthusiasm for practicing swordsmanship should be kept for the New Year if he is not sent away?Of course send it away.But Chu Lin didn't let go at all, and even gave Tan Zhao an iron sword after he refused.

Ordinary, mortal soldiers without spiritual power.

Tan Zhao holding a sword: ...

"The disciple doesn't understand."

At this moment, Chu Lin suddenly turned around, his eyes fell on Yuan Lu, with a general sigh: "Yuan Lu, haven't you discovered it yet? Your sword heart is almost perfect."

After he finished speaking, he didn't wait for his disciples to respond, and said directly: "As for the spiritual root, you don't have to worry about it. The teacher will find a way to repair it for you. You can practice with peace of mind, and you will definitely achieve something."

Then, it disappeared directly in place, leaving the cheap apprentice with a cold figure.

[System, why isn't he playing cards in a routine! ]

System: Then who knows, if you want to leave, you can also betray the sect.

[Treason, I am now a mortal with no power to restrain a chicken. ]

System: ... I believe you a ghost.

Although the system didn't believe it, everyone in the Tianming Sect believed it. The little master uncle returned to the sect after disappearing for more than half a year, but he lost all his spiritual roots and mana. There are even many people in the outside world waiting to see the fallen genius, but... No one can see Yuan Lu, after all, Po Yuan Peak is the peak of Chu Lin, the Venerable Po Yuan, who dares to go up, it's not because of life.

At first, everyone thought that Uncle Yuan Xiao would leave the sect, but they didn't expect to wait for a long time for the suzerain's order to be issued by the suzerain. Gradually, there were rumors that Yuan Lu was not angry with the immortal journey, relying on his master's respect as the emperor Elder, do not want to leave.

Regarding this, Tan Zhao remained silent, after all...he was not actually on Poyuan Peak.

The reason is very simple, he is a mortal now, even if Po Yuanfeng is full of spiritual power, he still has to eat, people are iron, food is steel, mortals will get hungry if they don't eat.After getting a sword light from Master Banished Immortal as an amulet, Tan Zhao quietly went down the mountain.

It has to be said that the spiritual food of cultivating immortals has been refined, and the taste is really good. Tan Zhao is already considering buying a batch of green valley spiritual rice to make wine. The taste must be extremely wonderful.

After eating and drinking, Tan Zhao took out the jade talisman and sent a "voice message" to Song Chengyong. After half a cup of tea, Song Chengyong arrived as scheduled.

"Where are you... from?"

Song Chengyong touched the top of his head and smiled heartily: "I made a few fire talismans a few days ago, but I didn't expect to burn the tail feathers of the blazing bird. The bird took revenge and came to burn my hair at the right time. The monks are not so good anyway. If you ask too much, I will simply shave it all off, how about it, isn't it handsome?"

Tan Zhao: "...you can try to knock on the mountain gate of Qingtan Temple."

"When you say this, listen carefully to the monks in Qingtan Temple. Don't look at their pretty features. When they beat someone, they are the most vicious."

Friends, please tell your story.

"I've agreed to invite you to drink, order."

Song Chengyong looked at the wine list, ordered Yuxiang Noodles casually, and didn't ask what happened to Yuan Lu after he returned to Tianmingzong, he just said: "I drink it all the time, but Yuxiang Noodles still suits my taste the most."

"It seems that you don't drink much."

"Who said that? It is rumored that you sword cultivators never drink alcohol. Look at this restaurant, sword cultivators account for at least half of them."

Tan Zhao laughed: "Shouldn't Jianxiu be allowed to come to the restaurant to eat peanuts?"

"Do you believe this yourself?"

Tan Zhao nodded: "I believe it."

Song Chengyong also convinced himself of this ability of self-persuasion.He took out a small bag from the storage bag and handed it over, saying: "Half of what we agreed to give you, here you are."

Tan Zhao was about to refuse, but only someone said: "Don't be polite to me, you can't go back on what you said, and it's not a treasure. Even if you come to the mortal world, the spirit stone will always be useful. of."

Tan Zhao glanced at the storage bag, and thoughtfully replaced it with a spirit stone, and no longer refused: "What are you thinking, how could I go to the mortal world."

"what?"

Tan Zhao began to express his sorrows to his new friends: "I want to leave, but Master won't let me. What can I do?"

"Po, Poyuan Venerable?"

This look of a fan boy hearing the idol's deeds made the fans stoned.

"I'm starting to wonder now, do you want to make friends with my master through me?"

Song Chengyong admitted very generously: "Is it really possible?"

... friend, you are thinking about peach.

"What's your expression like?"

"A kind look."

Song Chengyong's desire to see idols withered, but he was not depressed either. After all, there were tens of thousands of fans of Venerable Po Yuan in the world of cultivating immortals, and only one Yuan Lu worshiped under him. Uncle was even more jealous.

"Such a good master, you still don't cherish it! I suspect you are showing off to me!"

"I'm not, I haven't, so don't talk nonsense." Tan Zhaosan repeatedly denied it, but Song Chengyong didn't believe it at all.

In the end, after the Tianxiang brew was finished, the two parted. In order to prevent himself from starving to death, Tan Zhao also ordered a lot of spiritual food to store in the space, of course, there was also the ration of the little ancestor.

After wandering outside for three days, Tan Zhao finally had to return to the sect after receiving the task of wielding the sword from the cheap master.

Then the next day, as soon as he brought the iron sword to the sword training ground of Poyuan Peak, he hadn't even drawn the sword out of its sheath when he saw... the heroine's face, "Little Master, I sympathize with you so much, but I won't say anything." I'm sorry for you" expression.

Tan Zhao: ...It is not suitable to practice swords today.

"Uncle, I'm sorry, I misunderstood you, I'm sorry."

Qi Xiaoxue finally couldn't control her emotions and rushed over. Tan Zhao was so clever that he used upper body skills to narrowly escape the embrace of the heroine's siblings.

It's a risk, a risk, although he has doubts about the existence of the plot, but it's unnecessary, really unnecessary, to poach the corner of the cheap master.