Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

Chapter 3: Is this a good guy?

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Feng Qingxiu's sword definitely couldn't touch Ji Yunlai.

The lightning-fast sword light was indistinguishable from a turtle in Ji Yunlai's eyes. He even felt that the child's cultivation was very solid. Although he was proficient in swordsmanship, he lacked a bit of agility. it is good.

He just thought about it, the opponent's sword light seemed to be out of control, he moved to the best position according to his wishes, and then took a step back.

At his speed, the other party couldn't even see him moving, and it was eerily as if he deliberately stabbed an inch in front of him and failed.

Feng Qingxiu refused to accept, the sword light stretched, the sword energy was like a waterfall, and the rainstorm shrouded the past.

Ji Yunlai dodged and thought about what was wrong with this sword technique.

However, Feng Qingxiu felt like a divine help. This set of Xiaocha Que sword, which he had practiced countless times, became more and more smooth, and there were a few sword tricks that could not always be used smoothly. , but he released it instinctively, naturally, without fireworks.

Crack is called the crack of the sky, and it is the gate of heaven, which refers to the avenue. Feeling that the first few moves can't threaten the opponent, he almost unhesitatingly uses the follow-up nine swords one after another.

The sword silk is like a chrysanthemum, blooming in an instant.

A huge sword light shrouded almost the entire Eagle's Mouth Cliff.

After the sword light passed, Feng Qingxiu stood quietly on the edge of the cliff alone, speechless.

Many fellow practitioners approached quietly, wanting to see what happened.

"Only when the foundation was established, I touched a trace of the Daoist meaning of the cracked sword. It is worthy of being the chief of this year." A middle-aged Daoist with sparse hair and a serious face appeared instantly, blocking the students who wanted to get closer, "He is here at this time. When you understand the sword intent, don't bother him, learn from Axiu, and you can focus on practicing swordsmanship for something as big as going up the mountain tomorrow, how about each of you?"

"Deacon, we just want to get closer to inhale immortal energy!" a student said in dissatisfaction.

"That's right, maybe we got a little bit of luck and realized it..." The other students also disagreed.

"Suck, suck! You know how to suck in one day, and you know that you are lucky enough to think about some evil and crooked things all day long. Hurry up and practice, otherwise your character record when you ascend the mountain will be deducted!" The middle-aged Taoist looked like a sword, coldly Scan the students who want to come forward.

The threat was too ruthless, and the surrounding students immediately scattered.

The sun slanted westward, the heaven and the earth were silent, and only white clouds drifted past the cliff.

After a long while, Feng Qingxiu came back to his senses from the meaning of the Tao, and his heart suddenly tightened, but at this time, there was still the shadow of the young man.

thief!

This year's Kun-Lai No. 1 talent let out a piercing howl!

Then he ran away without looking back.

Ji Yun, who was sitting on top of Qisong, looked at him, thinking that it's not good to bully the younger generation, and return the things to him at night.

Turning his eyes back to Yu Jue, he almost couldn't wait to penetrate into it.

! ! ! !

That thread of spiritual sense instantly went to another dimension.

In the space is a giant tree composed of runes. Countless branches and leaves stretch into the void, opening openings in the darkness. The illusory runes jump and flow, guiding the direction.

As he thought, it was really a local area network!

There are countless spiritual thoughts flowing on the giant tree. I think it is because the students communicate with each other, and they have the highest authority, so they can see the essence of this network.

But the combination of the flowing and beautiful runes made him in a trance seem to see the days when he was lighting the lights and pulling the programmers to write code.

Plug-ins, procedures, functions, libraries, partial executive programs, auxiliary executive programs, auxiliary control programs, and auxiliary computing programs are all things that he can write with his eyes closed, but now it has become another way of expression.

"It's not a bad thing to study again."

He couldn't take his eyes off of him anymore, so he had to work even harder. The thing he liked was studying and researching. If he could concentrate on studying and practicing for such a long time in the future, it would seem that it would not matter if he forgot some memories.

Although I don't know how he has paid in the past thousand years to reach the heights he is now, his eyes can't always stop at the past.

No matter what the reason for the loss of memory is, what I have to do now is to retrieve the lost knowledge, and then I can talk about other things. After all, this world speaks with strength, and he has already experienced this very well when he was a loose cultivator.

According to the function on Yujue, he switched to the common panel, and immediately became a huge plane in front of him, which was a simple forum interface.

Study area on the left, recreation area on the right.

There are all kinds of magic tricks in the learning area, which can only be changed after reaching a certain level of spiritual stone cultivation. There are all kinds of magic tricks and runes that he wants.

The leisure area is for various exchanges.

It turned out that the Dharma Hall was on the Internet, no wonder he couldn't find it anywhere.

And he has the highest authority, and he has already memorized the magic formula in almost a few breaths.

Only a few million words, Yuanshen is so powerful.

Ji Yunlai took back his divine sense and played with the jade in his hand, admiring himself a little.

It's enough to create elementary and middle schools, and even organize the local area network. If you give him a few hundred years, will he want to go to heaven

But if he can do it, I shouldn't have any problem, it's all alone.

He recalled the "General Outline of Runes" he had just seen in his mind, and carefully understood and analyzed it.

This book is written in a simple, direct, easy-to-understand way. It uses punctuation instead of punctuation. It also includes animated pictures. It can't be more close to the people. Ji Yunlai just wants to hug the author and kiss it, too. It suits his taste.

It was not until the middle of the month that he fully understood the book, and then found that the final signature was: Ji Yunlai wrote it on the first day of September in the Bingshen year.

"..." He was speechless for a moment.

So stressful, when will I get back to this level.

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When the moon was on the top of the willows and the lights were shining like stars, Feng Qingxiu returned to her residence in despair.

He fell down on his bed.

Shoushanju has identified all the recent envoys from foreign sects to him, and none of them look like the young man. The Taoist soldier who received the case said that he had reported to the main network to stop his own network port, and that one can no longer be used. , there will be no big impact, relax! !

unusable-

He was so embarrassed that he wanted to cry.

Since he came to Kun-Lai Summit, he didn't know how long he had waited for the magic weapon!

A Net Jue needs 100 Spirit Stones in the door, and it costs ten Spirit Stones to maintain the connection every year. He has only received more than 10 Spirit Stones as a reward in the past ten years. Shi Quan is thrown in!

And if you want it, you have to buy it yourself!

One hundred and ten spirit stones!

One point is a real top-grade spirit stone! If you go out and hire yourself a monk of this level, you can hire a hundred thugs for three years!

With such an expensive price, the most important thing is that for at least ten years, you can't go to the Internet to see the cultivation experience of the great people, and you can't buy and sell all kinds of materials!

I heard that many students who failed the make-up exam today jumped off the top of the mountain, so I jumped off too!

"That little thief, I will definitely find you!" he said bitterly.

"Got it." A voice sounded carelessly.

Feng Qingxiu sat up and glared at the black-clothed youth who appeared silently at the table.

"You still dare to come!" "It's back to you."

The two voices sounded almost simultaneously.

It's no longer usable, you little thief!

Feng Qingxiu looked at Yu Jue in the hands of the young man with a complicated expression, and finally sighed, "That's it."

He stretched out his hand to take the jade back, wiped it carefully, and took it back as a souvenir. Maybe he could ask the supervisor to restore it again. This person looked like an expatriate, but he couldn't stop him and asked him to pay It's just more of a weakness.

"I have already reported your affairs to the sect. No matter what your intentions are, just put it away and leave. My Kun-Lai faction is not a place for anyone to come and go." Feng Qingxiu said seriously.

"You are loyal." Ji Yunlai felt a faint sense of relief in his heart, and his school's recognition was very high.

"...You came from Central Continent, right?" Feng Qingxiu shook her head slightly, "Of course you don't know that Central Continent is prosperous and stable. Our Western Continent is located in a remote area, and we live next to the Outer Territory. If there is no Kun-Lai barrier, how can it be prosperous today?"

Ji Yunlai nodded: "I'm from a small place, I only know that this country is a small subject country in Central Continent, and I don't know about further places."

He is telling the truth, this world is no better than the earth that occupies every inch of land. Human towns are scattered on the ground, and the rare ones are like a handful of sesame seeds in an area of land. The danger of beasts in the deep mountains and forests is not just talking It's just that, except for the monks, few people know farther.

"Seeing that your cultivation is so high, it must be a house where you only cultivate and don't go out." Feng Qingxiu slightly puffed out her chest, "A thousand years ago, my Western Continent was barren and barren, sparsely populated, and suffered from the evil disaster. I sent my patriarch Ji Yun to come. Heroes and talents are big and short, picking dragons and phoenixes in the entire Western Continent, after a hundred years and countless twists and turns, I have the prosperity of West Continent today."

"Pick a dragon and choose a phoenix?" Ji Yunlai asked.

"Six hundred years ago, the patriarch set up a questioning heart stone in every town, with twelve runes printed on it. People under the age of fifteen, who can draw one of them at a time, can enter my Kun-Lai lower door to practice. Ask Linggen not to ask about birth. This has cultivated countless talents for me in Xizhou." Feng Qingxiu said proudly.

Ji Yunlai was stunned for a while: "Is it a lie? How many people have to be charged? Is he too rich?"

He had enough to eat when he was poor in cultivating. How could others not know the benefits of receiving a wide range of people, but cultivating is really a money-burning business. It really is a place of spiritual stones, heaven and earth resources that can't support that much. Cultivator, why is Zhongzhou so chaotic? It's not a fight for resources.

It's just that his words obviously offended the patriarch's stubborn fan, Feng Qingxiu was furious: "You can't do it, it doesn't mean that the patriarch can't do it, send a famous saying of the patriarch: wait for the bird, An Zhihong's ambition!"

"… "

Am I being praised, or am I being scolded? Ji Yunlai wanted to laugh for a while.