As a result, a sharp sword energy came forward, beating the two people who were talking to each other until they vomited blood.
Feng Luoxue, holding a long sword in her hand and wearing the white clothes they had just discussed, walked to stand ten steps away from the two of them.
"If you don't teach, it's your teacher's fault. Since your elders haven't taught you well, don't talk nonsense on other people's territory, then I will do it for you today."
How could two young disciples who were just starting out but at the level of martial arts masters be able to withstand Feng Luoxue's blow? After being struck by her seemingly light palm, he vomited another mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, twitching all over and unable to get up.
Seeing this Shura-like woman walking towards them step by step with a long sword, the two of them were really frightened.
"We... We are disciples of Elder Shangguan of Alchemy Peak. Elder Feng... By doing this, aren't you afraid of offending our entire Alchemy Peak?"
Feng Luoxue smiled instead of being angry, looking at the two pale disciples on the ground as if they were looking at ants.
"A small alchemy peak wants to be able to control me? Don't mention your Shangguan elder. That woman is useless except for alchemy."
When the two disciples heard such remarks, they felt even more frightened and uneasy. What was more, they were stunned by Feng Luoxue.
I was shocked that this woman dared to look down upon the Shangguan elder who was at the ninth level of the Spiritual Realm.
You know, in the entire world of cultivating immortals, in addition to being respected by others if you are strong, you must be strong. Alchemist, this profession also represents such a privilege.
Even in the mortal world, no matter how rampant thieves and villains are, there is an unwritten rule in the world, that is, doctors cannot be killed easily.
For their monks, alchemists are not only doctors, but also good helpers in improving their strength. Alchemists with superb skills can also refine precious elixirs that can talk.
Alchemists have a distinguished status, so becoming an alchemist is naturally extremely difficult. Without huge financial support, it is almost impossible to become an outstanding alchemist on your own.
This also means that Elder Shangguan has strong financial resources and is not short of money at all.
In fact, the elder Shangguan of their Alchemy Peak is not only beautiful, but also the daughter of Shangguan, the prime minister of Fengwu Kingdom. She is first-rate in terms of appearance and family background.
This elixir is divided into nine levels, from the first to the ninth level. Starting from the sixth-level elixir, it is no longer a simple elixir, but a spiritual body, which can be called an elixir demon. If you take it, you can Gotta cultivate a lot.
"She is just a woman who relies on her parents' family background. Your elder Shangguan has not yet mastered a talking elixir. If she was born in an ordinary family, this elder of the Tianjian Sect would probably... It can’t be done.”
Such a naked insult and provocation, but the two disciples dared not speak out.
Feng Luoxue is the Spiritual Emperor!
If you put this outside, it is enough to be a strong man who can become the leader!
You know, isn't the now-declined leader of Tianhai Cliff, Ling Jizi, a Ling Emperor
Not to mention anything else, even in their Tianjian Sect, Feng Luoxue is firmly in the top five in terms of strength. Who in this Tianjian Sect dares not to give her face? It seems that their two young disciples are doomed today.
"Master, there is no need to get into a fight over these two people. They have the right to speak. They can say whatever they want. Now my disciple is only focused on cultivation. How can he be swayed by the words of others?"
Feng Luoxue raised her eyebrows, seeming to be considering the credibility of this statement.
"You didn't hesitate to kneel in my Fengting Pavilion all night for that Zhou Yu. Now, how can you really do this if you say you won't waver? Could it be that you are treating your master and me like a monkey?"
The girl looks to be about seventeen or eighteen years old. The hibiscus comes out of the clear water and is naturally carved.
Wearing a green shirt, she smiles like a flower, and her fair face, without makeup, is full of dewyness.
This is Zhou Bing, who has already entered the seventh level of the Martial Emperor. He is only less than a year old... God-level spiritual veins are really domineering.
She came calmly, walked slowly to Feng Luoxue's side, put her skillful piano-playing hands in her sleeves, blessed her body, and then continued to speak: "Master, what are you talking about?"
"Since the master brought Zhou Bing into the Tianjian Sect, I have met so many masters. It has opened my eyes and left me in awe. It's too late for my disciple to thank you, master. How dare you play tricks on you?" ?”
"My disciple, I will follow your teachings. I say one thing is one, and I will never lie or hide anything. The past was the past, and the present is now. If I say I am unwavering, then I am unwavering."
After hearing these words, Feng Luoxue looked at the humble apprentice in front of her with an undercurrent in her eyes. After a moment, she told Zhou Bing a cruel truth.
"In that case, master has to tell you something today."
"Your good brother Zhou Yu died long before you stepped into the Tianjian Sect."
Feng Luoxue watched Zhou Bing's every move keenly, trying to see some forbearing reaction from her.
But unexpectedly, Zhou Bing seemed to be indifferent. Not to mention raising his head and opening his mouth to question her, even the hands hidden in the wide cuffs didn't seem to make any movement.
"Raise your head and look into your teacher's eyes."
Zhou Bing still did as he was told, his eyes filled with hope and hope, but where was the slightest hint of sadness
"Everyone in the world says that facial expressions convey emotions, and people can try their best to hide many things, but these eyes are different. People's eyes can speak, even if they are monks..."
"Show me your hands."
Although the slender jade hands with ten fingers are fair and beautiful, there are large and small scars on them, which are the traces left by Zhou Bing and his brother Zhou Yu when they lived together in a small mountain village and lived a hard life.
Feng Luoxue turned her hands upwards, and there were no finger marks in her red palms as she had imagined.
It seemed that she had not clenched her hands into fists because she was suppressing anger or sadness, which was beyond her imagination.
This was very good and saved her a lot of trouble.
"Master, don't worry, my disciple has already forgotten everything that happened before joining the sect."
The white clothes of the wind-falling snow are as clean as a branch of a tree, or a beautiful jade from Kunlun.
Standing next to her, Zhou Bing, who was a head shorter than her, had a fluttering blue shirt, elegant and graceful, exuding the youthful luster unique to a girl.
The two people lying on the ground couldn't help but look crazy.
Who would have thought that such dazzling two people could be so cold and emotionless.