Mistress, she has to be my master

"Master, look at the results of the competition..." Saint Ye Wei whispered a few words in the male lead's ear.

Master Xiaoyao nodded, and once again brought up the "friendly exchange" between the leader of the foundation establishment and his apprentice.

"It's better to hit the sun than to choose a day. Let two young people compete today?"

"Is this too fast? Why don't we talk about it tomorrow?" Just because of the disciple's unauthorized use of forbidden items, the first two suzerains heard that Zhenjun Xiaoyao was looking for trouble for him at this time, and his beards almost turned up. .

"We are also preparing to leave. My brother sent a message to let us go back. I don't know what's going on. The kid hasn't played for two consecutive days. He should be in the best state. There should be nothing wrong with the two of them playing now. Sure." True Monarch Xiaoyao blocked the suzerain's refusal excuse in advance from all angles.

"...Okay, I'll go ask my junior sister to see where they are." Is this person finally leaving?The suzerain glanced at him, if he could finally get out, then he could consider letting Xiao Jiayin compete with that child in advance.

Hearing that Jing Dao Zongzong mainly called his sweetheart over, Xiaoyao Zhenjun's eyes lit up, and he naturally said hello repeatedly.

Holy Maiden Yewei looked at Zhenjun Xiaoyao who heard the news that that person was coming, and did not give her a look, secretly gritted her teeth.

It didn't take long for Xin Jun to come with his precious apprentice with a calm face.

"Senior brother, what's the matter." The feng shui took turns, and this time it was the male lead's turn not to be caught by his sweetheart.

"Zhenjun Xiaoyao said that their sect still has some things to do, and now they want to discuss with Jiayin."

"Then go to Ling Jianfeng." Xin Yun said coldly.

"That's right, that's right, why don't you go to Ling Jianfeng." Seeing that the junior sister didn't object to this matter, the suzerain was relieved.

"Ah? Shouldn't we be competing here?" Ye Wei asked in feigned surprise.

"Little fellow daoist, after all, the discussion between you is just a private agreement between us, there is no need to work hard." The suzerain explained.

"But I have already talked about this matter with the disciples of Guizong, and they are all looking forward to it. You see, no one left in the auditorium." Ye Wei glanced at the dark people in the auditorium below, slightly With a smile.

"..." The suzerain looked at Ye Wei's seemingly innocent expression, and his heart sank. Could this little girl be the same as her master, right?

At this time, even the elders who were responsible for maintaining order below came up to ask the suzerain, saying that the disciples below were all asking when the extra match would start, whether it was today or tomorrow.

"You..." The suzerain didn't want to bring this matter up in public, because he was afraid of hurting the face between the two sects. The discussion between the children can be resolved in private, why bother in public here?

The most important thing is that if Xiao Jiayin wins, the Shang Qing Sect will at most be said to be a weaker disciple of Zhenjun Xiaoyao, and if the opponent wins, their Jing Dao Sect will be said to be the most powerful disciple in the Foundation Establishment period. Can't beat an ordinary foundation-building disciple of Shangqingzong, the inheritance of Jingdaozong is weak, and the orthodoxy is in danger.

No matter how you think about it, the two sides are not equal, and the Suzerain doesn't want to agree at all.

"Then here it is."

What is shocking is that the first person to agree was not the suzerain, but Xin Yun.

Wen Jiayin stared at her master with wide eyes, is this really okay?Isn't Master worried that she will lose?

The suzerain's expression was exactly the same as Wen Jiayin's, wait, junior sister, did you just decide?This is not just a matter of Zongmen's face, if they lose, Xiao Jiayin, who has directly obtained the position of the leader of the foundation establishment due to various accidents, will definitely be attacked by more messages and rumors!

Even if you don't know how to think about your senior brother, you should at least think about it for your own apprentice, right?This thing can't be rash!

But since Xin Yun said it, there is no room for change, the suzerain sighed, hoping that the junior sister really has this confidence.

"Dang!" The Zongmen's big bell rang again, and the noisy voices in the auditorium gradually quieted down.

"Disciples, our sect has an extra match recently..." The elder in charge of the foundation-building competition began to preside over this impromptu match after receiving the suzerain's order.

"Sure enough, Fellow Daoist Ye of the Shang Qingzong didn't lie, she really wants to compete with my junior uncle."

"Little Martial Uncle... is a cruel character. If such a weak beauty falls into her hands, she won't..."

"That Fellow Daoist Ye is a disciple of True Monarch Xiaoyao, and he is definitely not an idler. It's hard to say who will win between her and my junior uncle!"

"Although I like that gentle fellow Daoist Ye very much, I still want my junior uncle to win, otherwise our sect will be ashamed!"

"Our little uncle's luck is really good. Who would have thought that the most powerful contenders for the position of leader would all retire due to accidents? If we didn't believe in Sword Master's character, we would all doubt her Did you go through the back door!"

"Ham, you don't know something, our little uncle is very powerful. Listen to my sword repair friends, do you know what it was that little uncle Wen defeated Master Wan?"

"What, what? Isn't it just a sword?"

"No, no, you don't know something..."

"Don't hold your breath! Believe it or not, we'll beat you up together!"

Under the eyes of a group of people, the person who still wanted to put on a show held his head and hurriedly said: "I say I say! Don't hit! Brothers and sisters, don't do anything!"

"It's sword intent! The real sword intent!" After being hit on the head, the man blurted out, "I said stop hitting, I said yes!"

"Sword Intent? Are you kidding me?" There are also sword cultivators present here, but their cultivation level in the Dao of the Sword is too low, and they don't understand the mystery of Wen Jiayin's Sword Intent at all.

"It's true! Brother Zhai Yuanqiu of Jindan said it himself! My friend said at the time that Junior Uncle Wen was lucky enough to get into the top five. After hearing that, Senior Brother Zhai said that Junior Uncle Wen had already mastered swordsmanship." I mean, Uncle Wan was defeated by her, and he is eligible to be the leader, let alone the top five?"

"Senior Brother Zhai Yuanqiu, the No. 1 sword repairman in the Golden Core Stage?! He said so, it must be true! My God, how old is Junior Uncle Wen? He actually comprehended the sword intent!"

"I, I'm really a fool. At the beginning, I said why Jian Zun didn't want to accept Senior Brother Zhai, but instead accepted a child who is ordinary compared to him. Does her old man have bad eyesight? Now, I finally know why He is a great power to cross the catastrophe and I am a waste..."

"Sword Intent? If this is true, then our sect will produce another figure of Sword Master level in the future, Uncle Wen... how about I go and serve her tea now? Will she not?" Will you teach me when you are in a good mood?" Master Jian is too scary, they dare not ask for advice, but the young master who is on the same level as them looks much more amiable!

"Despicable! You actually used this method to get close to my junior uncle! I have learned your method!"

"Bastard! Believe it or not, I'll beat you right now!"

"Come on, come on! Do it if you have the ability!"

The two young and energetic people were fighting against each other like bullfights, and when they were about to fight, a weak voice sounded: "Senior brother Li, brother Liu, stop arguing, it's useless, Ling Jianfeng only recruited a mountain ladder sweeper The handyman here has long been contracted to work for the next ten years, no matter how much you quarrel, Master Jian will not change his mind..."

"What!!!" Those two people opened their mouths wide open, which one doesn't have at least one handyman disciple who takes care of daily life?Sword Master, this is... a bit too strict, right?

Suddenly, I felt a little sorry for Junior Uncle Wen.

It's just that outsiders don't know that the daily life of the poor little uncle Wen they talk about is taken care of by her master, even to the point of being overly spoiled by peeling off the skin and cutting up a spirit fruit...

"Then... who is the person sweeping the stairs? I will discuss with her and see if she is willing to give me the task!"

The little girl who just spoke raised her finger and pointed to a lonely figure in a dark corner of the stands, "That's her..."

The little girl lowered her voice and said, "Senior Sister Du took over."

As a cultivator, he must be aware of being stared at by so many people openly. The thin figure turned his head and looked at the group of chattering people with gloomy eyes. In an instant, the group of people seemed to be pinched They all retracted to their positions like quails with their throats cut.

I can't afford to offend them, they are unworthy, Ling Jianfeng even sweeps the floor is a Nascent Soul cultivation base...

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Wen Jiayin, dressed in all kinds of configurations, stood on the field. The suzerain, who knew that Wen Jiayin's clothes had changed, looked up at the sky. Anyway, the previous regulations were only for their own games, and they did not care about other sects.

Xin Yun sneaked a glance at the Sovereign when no one noticed, and there was a trace of guilt in her eyes. Before she had time to tell her senior brother about her plan, it might bring him a big shock. I hope he will be stimulated After a day, I got used to it.

What does Master mean?Wen Jiayin's head was full of doubts. Before she came down, the master said that she could just put on a show, and there was no need to fight at all. She would release her sword intent when the time came, and the master would make arrangements later.

Although Wen Jiayin didn't know exactly what Master had arranged, but with Master's words, her heart suddenly settled down.

"Finally...you fell into my hands." Saintess Ye Wei took out her magic weapon - a heavenly spiritual whip.

"Yo, why do you miss me so much? We haven't seen each other for a long time, don't be too clingy, you'll be annoying~" Wen Jiayin spoke confidently.

The hand of Saint Yewei holding the whip trembled, she was angry.

"I want to see if your bones are as hard as your mouth!"

The elder gave an order to announce the start of the game, and Ye Wei's figure disappeared instantly, and then a red whip directly attacked Wen Jiayin.

Wen Jiayin pulled out the sword in an instant, and the sword intent became more and more concentrated, cutting the surrounding air to the point where it was hard to breathe.

Ye Wei's cultivation was limited to the foundation-building stage, when the spiritual power was not enough, the whip was knocked back and almost hit her, so she hurriedly took a few steps back.

Damn, I didn't expect the rumors to be true!She really has sword intent!Ye Wei frowned, and drew up a plan while withdrawing her mind, but it was an immature sword intent, so there was nothing to be afraid of, she just wanted to lure the fish into the bait!

But Ye Wei never imagined that the script that Yu'er got today was bad.

Ye Wei was exhausted after several times, why didn't this person take advantage of the victory and pursue him?I have exposed such a big "flaw"!

"Ouch..."

Suddenly, a long wolf howl suddenly echoed in every corner of the sect.

"It's the ancestor!" The older disciple blurted out in ecstasy.

The spirit beast that lived here since the founding of the sect woke up today.

"Aww..." With another sound, the dark clouds in the sky began to condense. Not only did such a vision not frighten people, but it made the disciples of Jing Dao Sect even more excited.

"It's the rain of the Holy Spirit! Every time our ancestors wake up, there will be a rain of the Holy Spirit!"

"What is the rain of the Holy Spirit?" The restlessness in the audience made Ye Wei suddenly feel uneasy.

"Tick tock tick..." The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and each drop of rain contained a lot of spiritual power, as well as... an auspicious aura that had a natural suppressing effect on demonic things.

This old ancestor could have the blood of the legendary auspicious beast Bai Ze, and the evil spirits will retreat wherever he goes.

"Ahhh!" Wen Jiayin exclaimed suddenly and exaggeratedly: "Your face is rotten!"

The author says:

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