After transmigrating into the book, the heartthrob Shizun lost his horse

The monster bird screamed, Jing Yang lowered the bird's head and was about to dive down, chasing after a few feet, the thousand-step mountain gate was right in front of him, Jing Yue quickly stopped in front of him.

"We can't enter! You forgot that this mountain gate demon cultivator is only allowed to enter but not to exit."

Jing Yang looked down at Jiang Yu, he seemed to have found his balance, and floated lightly in the wind, "The lady is also a demon cultivator..."

Jing Yue shook her head, "The Demon Lord has his own way."

The Qingli Sect is indeed a major sect in the world of cultivating immortals. Except for a few individuals abusing their privileges, the sect really has a tradition of practicing swordsmanship in the middle of the night.Ever since Qi Yi went out, the responsibility of teaching fell on Fan Ling alone.

Inside the mountain gate, among the dense forests of Zhen Zhen, hundreds of disciples scattered and lined up in long lines, holding small wooden swords tightly in their hands.

"Don't be in a hurry to take off!" Fan Ling's voice echoed over the entire forest. He was exhausted from teaching, and he tried hard to maintain his dignity by adding sound amplification skills.

"Before taking off, I recite the Five Jue of Yujian silently in my heart. One is not allowed to drink alcohol, two is not allowed to talk, three is not allowed to bring people, and fourth is not allowed to fly to the Zongmen Pavilion... Look at everything!"

Fan Ling yelled at the top of his voice, and found that everyone raised their heads and their eyes focused on the sky.

A cyan long gown fluttered in the air, unrestrained and elegant, the youthful face was gathered under the loose black hair, the snowy skin was dyed with light red, the whole person sat lazily on the sword, leaning against the hilt, indescribably fairy .The body of the white jade sword is translucent and crystal clear, absorbing the moonlight, making it soft and moist.

"Wen Hongjian, Lord Yun Lin's Wen Hong Sword..." Someone first recognized the legendary weapon of Lord Yun Lin.

"Who is that person so familiar..."

"I don't have a life card on me, are you from the sect?"

Suddenly, it was as if a pot had exploded, and Fan Ling could no longer control the situation.

"Where's your Five Skills of Yujian!" Fan Ling stretched out his hand and waved the wooden sword, barely forcing Wenhong to stop in the air.

Suddenly, a strong smell of wine permeated the air, accompanied by the cool frost and dew that the young man carried through the dense forest, a heartfelt intoxication.

"Jiang Yu?" Chi Xiao, who was next to Fan Ling, recognized it first, and pointed it out, and everyone quickly recovered their memories, remembering that there was this nameless, Yun Linjun's follower in the outer door.

However, seeing that this person is holding the Wenhong Sword while he is holding the small wooden sword, there is a difference in treatment...

"Flying the sword after drinking, the posture is not standard!" Chi Xiao looked smug, "Master, punish him quickly!"

Fan Ling: ...

"Why is there such a strong smell of alcohol... Where did you come back from?" He somewhat knew that Lord Yun Lin came back with the suzerain, and that Jiang Yu was expelled from the door. He was in a complicated mood and didn't want to ask more questions.

"Where is my master?" The drunken Jiang Yu looked even more beautiful than usual, hanging in the air and overwhelming everyone.

Fan Ling was silent.

Chi Xiao raised his head and glanced at him: "You still have the nerve to ask! Mr. Yun Lin entered the punishment hall as soon as he came back, and he hasn't come out yet, so why are you stealing outside..." He was covered by Fan Ling.

"Punishment hall? Where is it?" Jiang Yu straightened his body, as if he was suddenly a little nervous, his eyes quickly swept over, picked up Chi Xiao, and put him behind him, "Take me there."

Wen Hongjian had a flash of inspiration, paused slightly, and flew away from the string!

A group of inner disciples were dumbfounded, and followed Fan Ling to help him remember one by one: "Flying the sword after drinking, speaking with the sword, leading people without authorization, and flying to the Zongmen pavilion..."

Fan Ling choked, brandishing a small wooden sword to block their gaze, and mobilized everyone to practice.

The Punishment Hall is the forbidden area of ​​the sect. It is located on the third floor of the Zangshu Pavilion. It is under the personal supervision of the suzerain on weekdays. It is quiet and deep in the night.The suzerain lives in secluded places, and his image is too apotheosis, no one dares to pay a visit without incident.

"I was wrong, you let me down, if you provoke me after drinking, I will take my life!" Chi Xiao had never used his sword to fly into the air. At this time, he was forcibly lifted into the air and trembling, with his eyes closed, he couldn't point out the way.

However, when Jiang Yu was half-drunk and half-awake, Jianfeng had aimed at the third floor of Zangshu Pavilion by himself. He tilted his head and said to himself: "Is it there...I have been there."

He had a splitting headache and couldn't bear to think carefully. Alcohol paralyzed his thinking and quietly unsealed different perceptions.

"Have you been there?" Chi Xiao chuckled, "How is it possible, those who go to the punishment hall will be severely punished except those whose status is doubtful, how can anyone get out with all their arms and legs and stay safely in the sect. "

The Punishment Hall is actually a cool pavilion with transparent surroundings. As soon as the sword body entered the pavilion, it touched the invisible barrier, and the light of the white jade suddenly dimmed. Both of them were thrown out.

Chi Xiao lay on his back, feeling that his whole body was going to be broken. With a howl of pain, Jiang Yu quickly reached out to cover his mouth.

The place where Jiang Yu fell was extremely subtle, and he raised his head slightly, facing Qi Jianyue's face that looked like a banished fairy.

It was a shallow silver-white pool of water, Qi Jianyue sat cross-legged, wearing only a thin coat, his eyes were closed tightly, and he held his breath. Thousands of strands of hair were hanging down on the surface of the pool, intertwined with countless golden threads, Hidden and divine under the moonlight.

The movement of the two falling in was not small. Jiang Yu was falling on his knees, disturbing the tranquility of the pool of water. The water splashed all over and landed on the flawless clothes, but he was just as quiet as a sculpture, There was no slightest reaction.

Jiang Yu still remembered the contents of the original book, and knew that this was Qi Jianyue's Wugou Realm. He closed himself up and sealed himself in it. During this period, his consciousness came out of his body, and all five senses of his body would be weakened.

Jiang Yu took a deep breath, lowered his head slowly, half of his body was already submerged in it, and all the frost, dew and sand dust he brought rubbed against Qi Jianyue's body, and the smell of alcohol was scattered and elegant in the entire pavilion.

Chi Xiao was mouthing at him: "Come on, let's go, aren't we going to find your master?"

Jiang Yu got up slowly, staggered and almost slipped, he quickly stretched out his hand to support Jianyue's knee.

Chi Xiao: ...

But even so Qi Jianyue still didn't wake up, and his spiritual consciousness was floating outside his body and hadn't returned yet.Jiang Yu's pace was still a little unsteady, he shook his head, squinted his eyes, and carefully looked at the waist of Qi Jianyue's tulle jacket, where there seemed to be a small round jade plaque hanging there, which looked very familiar.

He touched his waist subconsciously, only then did he remember that this man had taken his waist away.

Jiang Yu frowned tightly, looking displeased.Qi Yi's fate card is still hidden in his sleeve, this person likes to collect other people's life cards so much, why not exchange Qi Yi's for his own.

He nodded slightly, curling the corners of his lips.

Chi Xiao froze on the spot, looking at the bottom one for him, knelt down in front of the master, slowly put his hands on the master's shoulders to remove the outer veil for him, and touched his waist.

As soon as Jiang Yufu touched the fate card, he lowered his head, and suddenly felt a cold touch between his wrists.

Qi Jianyue glanced over with his pale and cold eyes, facing him.

With a shake of Jiang Yu's hand, Qi Yi's fate card slipped out of his sleeve together with an exquisite vial, and the vial landed between Qi Jianyue's knees, rolled around a few times, and stopped moving.