As a stand-in, he ran away in a vest.

Although Zhou Jing himself has improved his cultivation now, he is actually living a low-key life in Changfeng Town. Apart from practicing on weekdays, he is on the three-point ground in his small courtyard, practicing with a sword or using a sword. Italian painting.

It seems to be no different from the many monks in Changfeng Town.

Until this morning, when I went out and passed by the Xianmeng hall where the reward list was placed, I heard someone talking about something.

Zhou Jing is now cultivated as a Nascent Soul, and what is hidden and revealed is an ordinary middle-stage Golden Core.

The sound transmission of two monks in the foundation building period, for him now, is just taking off his pants and farting, which is superfluous.

"Brother Dao, what you said is that you can get news about other people's spiritual roots from others, but is it true?"

"This news is everywhere now, I will definitely not lie to you! However, we still need to find out where this method is..."

Deprive the spirit root!

Zhou Jing paused as she stepped out of the empty hall.

How could Zhou Jing forget this matter?

If it hadn't been for recovering the memory on Yunzhou at the beginning and reconnecting with Tongzi, the disciple surnamed Yu joined forces with the evil cultivator who escaped from Jialan Temple to strengthen their own cultivation by depriving others of their spiritual roots. How can he escape this catastrophe, since his spirit root has been targeted?

What's more, at that time, as soon as I recovered my memory, I was suddenly faced with the bloody scene of a child being killed and deprived of his spiritual root, and he woke himself up from the confusion all at once.

It's just... Zhou Jing thought in his heart, it's just these things, especially this method of depriving others of their spiritual roots, no matter who they are, they should be kept as secrets, how could it be like now, full of rumors ?

Zhou Jing lifted his footsteps, left here, and then glanced at the two monks who were still transmitting sound.

This is not right.

When Yanyi Xianzong interrogated the disciple surnamed Yu, he already kept the matter a secret. At that time, he and several other monks who were on the flying boat together, even if they were injured at the time, had to be interrogated several times before they were cleared of suspicion.

They can never let such rumors fly.

Zhou Jing hurriedly walked a few steps out of the hall set up by the Immortal Alliance, and then suddenly came back to his senses holding the spirit sword in his heart - he is no longer a disciple of Yanyi Immortal Sect Jianfeng, these things, pay attention what are they doing?

I don't know why, thinking this way, instead of the big rock in Zhou Jing's heart falling down, it seemed as if a small stone was added and pushed up again, and his heart felt even heavier.

Time is always moving forward, like a train with no return.

The self who was involved in the car accident and died at the scene of a series of car accidents came to this world of cultivating immortals. This is also the case. After growing up in this world, because of memory regression, he could not bear Lin Huixia and left the sect. This is also the case.

People were coming and going on the street, Zhou Jing faced the rising sun and calmed down the turbulent emotions in his heart.

After a simple disguise, the young man with only delicate facial features, according to what he was about to do before going out, came to the place where he often set up a stall, and put out the spiritual herbs he had collected during this time.

Because Zhou Jing is always very careful when going out to collect medicines, and in the past, Jianfeng was close to Yifeng, and sometimes the elixir there was mature, and he would go to collect medicines to make money with spirit stones. Compared with other casual cultivators, Zhou Jing's medicines It is better for appearance or medicinal effect.

In just an hour and a half, all the elixir that Zhou Jing put out today has been emptied.

After tidying up briefly, and returning to the yard, Zhou Jing sat in the sun and tried carefully wiping his spirit sword.

Its scabbard is simple, with only one layer of outer shell, without any lines. When the scabbard is pulled out, the spirit sword inside has only a layer of blood grooves on the outside, and there is nothing else redundant.

Zhou Jing looked down at the sword.

At first, I was in Yanyi Xianzong, and I used the ordinary iron sword issued by the sect to the disciples of the Qi training period. I used it until I went to test the spiritual root and recruit new disciples, but everyone was injured when I went out, and I was attracted by Tongzi. Wen Yushi was rescued.

The reason why I stopped using the iron sword and bought this spirit sword with spirit stones and sect points in Jiyuyuan was that I met Lin Huixia for the first time not long after I came back to the sect, and he seemed very kind and friendly. As a meeting gift, I gave myself a second-order spirit sword.

"It's just that at that time, I saw the red name on the small map of the system, and I was wary and didn't dare to use it, so I went out by myself and bought you again."

Zhou Jing's fingertips were very clean to the touch, and could be used as a mirror-like spiritual sword.

"whisper--"

The blade of the sword trembled slightly and made a slight sound, but there was no evil spirit. Under the sun, it looked like the surface of a clear lake reflecting the sun in the snow-capped mountains.

"The first time I bought it was only a second-level spirit sword, and it almost broke you in front of the mountain gate. But it's okay, I found a place where you can forge the sword, and practiced it again for you."

Most of the second-order spirit swords are used by monks at the foundation-building stage. If they hadn’t been using the spiritual power in the dantian to nourish them, and now the spirit sword is alive, they have worked hard to follow the sword master to upgrade to the third-order spirit sword. It's time to buy a spirit sword around the fourth rank.

Zhou Jing babbled to Lingjian all morning, which can be regarded as cultivating feelings.

At first, the spirit sword would respond with a crisp sound, but after Zhou Jing closed the scabbard, the spirit sword didn't even respond.

Jian: I'm asleep.Do not listen.

Zhou Jing put the spirit sword on the table, and began to put away his picture scrolls flying all over the yard.There are very few finished products, and only one half-finished product is picked up.

this one?

"Only two strokes. This sword intent should draw a picture of mountains. It's really difficult to draw. When can I use sword intent to condense mountains!"

Pick up another one?

"The wings of a black eagle should be a simple still life picture. Put it here. The sword intent used here is a bit fierce. Let's finish this simply in the past few days."

Mixed in a large number of semi-finished paintings, the finished product is so conspicuous.

The young man spread out a portrait under the sun, the background is full of snow, and Jing Zhe is wearing black clothes, which can be seen at a glance.The three big monks were wearing white monk robes, with snow piled up on their bodies, like three big snowmen, and one snowman was holding the golden Zen staff in his hand.

It was seen from the perspective of the character Kongfan at that time. When he drew the picture of that evil cultivator, Zhou Jing looked at the sword intent in the strokes again, and his fighting spirit was high.

snort!

Yanyi Immortal Zong Zhou Jing understands that it is absolutely impossible to release news such as depriving the spirit root that can shake the foundation of Dao!

This matter has absolutely nothing to do with that evil cultivator!

Thinking of what Kong Fan encountered in Jialan Temple, Zhou Jing decided in his heart that it was the evil cultivator who made the mess.

Although he is no longer a disciple of the Yanyi Immortal Sect, but at the beginning he was in danger to survive, and now he has escaped the protection of the sect, the rumors are getting wider and wider, this fire will burn himself sooner or later.

The picture on the snow background was gently rolled up by the young man, and put into a storage bag.

It's better to make plans early, so as not to trouble the upper body and not know the situation.

Under the sun, the somewhat messy courtyard was quickly tidied up by the busy young man, and it became a little empty again, and the young man's eyebrows and eyes showed a seven-point sharpness.

In the dungeon of Yanyi Xianzong, there is no light.

It's dark and dark here, otherwise, if someone can see the faces of the people here, they will find that even if Zhou Jing is now disguising his appearance, the faces of the two of them are still somewhat similar.

There was a person wearing a sky-blue uniform of an inner sect disciple of Yanyi Immortal Sect, with a light layer of hoarfrost on his body, with his eyes closed, he was submerged in the water.

Above this person's head, there was something that looked like an ordinary stone, suspended in mid-air.If someone could see it, they would naturally know that the half-submerged person was being suppressed by the ordinary stone-like magic weapon.

It was Lin Huixia who was taken out by the disciples of Law Mountain from the bone-chilling [frozen thousand miles] snow.

Lin Huixia moved her eyeballs slightly.

it's too cold......

Coming up from the Nanshan cliff, Lin Huixia did not expect that she would be trapped in this ice, and the magic energy could not dispel the coldness at all, nor could the spiritual energy.On the contrary, because the cold air and the devil air refused to give in to each other, Lin Huixia experienced the double torment in his body during this time.

Half of her body was submerged in the water, even in ordinary water, when the cold prevailed, Lin Huixia would see a little hoarfrost around her.

Lin Huixia closed her eyes again.

Rong Guang, don't let me down!