Sword Immortal, she convinces people with reason

Chapter 306
Lin Yige's breath fluttered, and there was a trace of hostility in his heart for no reason, just wanting to wipe out all these insects who fear the strong and bully the weak.

If all the disciples of the nine sects on Yunnong Peak were killed here, probably a few would not be killed by mistake, right?
With this thought, the killing intent is like a runaway horse, out of control, and the sword intent is also ready to move in the dantian, and it is about to lose control.

If the murderous intent had any substance, it spread silently.

At this moment, a stream of multicolored light flashed on the Shuiyu Ice Soul Hairpin, which instantly entered the center of Lin Yige's brows.

The icy coldness cleared her consciousness, and at the same time calmed down the restless sword intent, and the killing intent and violent aura receded like a tide.

When she came back to her senses, she couldn't help but let out a long breath.

It is easy to generate hostility when cultivating the sword intent of killing. You need to pay attention to your state of mind at all times. If you are not careful, you will suffer backlash. If you don't wake up in time, you will become an unconscious killer.

Not only that, the killing sword intent in the dantian originally belonged to the self who had reached the peak of transforming gods before going down the mountain thousands of years ago.

At that time, she was young and energetic, she relied on the sword to practice the way, and never bothered to argue.

Now that the reborn self, if he hadn't fused with the previous divine sense, wanted to directly control and control the killing sword intent, it would be a dream.

In the past, it would be fine to simply kill people with the killing sword intent, but this time she brought Wen Caiwei and Jiang Yan to visit Wuwu Mountain, nominally for Du Quegu's [-]-year-old birthday, so it is not convenient to kill people.

Therefore, when Lin Yige met Zhu Yan just now, he forcibly suppressed his killing intent and never took his life.

Unexpectedly, the momentary suppression actually aroused the killing sword in the dantian out of control, which almost caused a catastrophe!

If she doesn't want to repeat the same mistakes, she must find a way to find a place where she can kill wantonly, hone her sword intent, improve her cultivation, and make herself perfectly compatible with this killing sword intent.

After Lin Yige thought about it, he raised his eyes and met the concerned gaze of the little apprentice.

Wen Caiwei looked her up and down several times before carefully confirming: "Uncle Lin, are you okay?"

Lin Yige didn't answer in a hurry. After sensing that the spiritual power in his body was flowing freely, he scanned the little apprentice with his spiritual consciousness. Seeing that she had successfully broken through to the middle stage of Nascent Soul, he nodded and said, "No problem."

After she finished speaking, she realized that Jiang Yan had hung the ancient sword of Shengxie back to his waist, and held a phantom sword talisman in each hand, blocking between his master and apprentice and the disciples of Shenjimen.

Looking at Jiang Yan's posture, it seems that there is something wrong, and he is about to arouse the phantom sword symbol given by Chi Wulan.

The third senior sister is in the Great Perfection realm of the Void Refinement Stage, which is only one step away from the Mahayana Stage. Although her sword talisman is not enough to raze this place to the ground, it is more than enough to kill the lives of many Nascent Soul stage monks present.

Lin Yige glanced at the disciples of the nine sects on Yunnong Peak, and was not surprised to find that they were looking at this side with unpredictable expressions at the moment, their gazes passing by intentionally or unintentionally but never met with him.

She understood in her heart that these people probably didn't realize until now that the crystal clear hairpin on her head was made of genuine water jade and ice soul.

At a glance, the Shuiyu Bingpo is no different from the Shui Lingjing, but it is a treasure that cannot be found. It can not only suppress the violence, but also prevent the monks from going crazy when their minds are disturbed.

Soybean-sized water jade ice soul is extremely rare, let alone such a hairpin as thick as a chopstick?

……

Hearing the movement, Jiang Yan took a step back and lowered his guard slightly.

Wen Caiwei's expression was slightly relaxed, and she turned her head to look at the man and woman at the Shenjimen, her black and white eyes moved flexibly, and she pursed her lips and smiled.

She flipped her left hand, and between her slender and long jade fingers, there was a photo disc.

Wen Caiwei lightly shook the picture disc in her hand, and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist of Shenji Sect, I know you are in a hurry, but don't worry, I will not wrong any good people when I belong to the same sect."

Lin Yige was also slightly taken aback when he saw the picture bi, and glanced at the ground fire Mingyi sword on Caiwei's waist.

Caiwei is arrogant and coquettish, not to mention good at dancing, but she is thoughtful and her ability to solve troubles is definitely first-class.

After thinking about it, Lin Yige felt relieved, and stood and watched with his hands behind his back.

When the male disciple of Shenji Sect saw the photo disc, his expression was a little flustered. After trying to calm down, he said: "Fellow Daoist Wen, you broke through with all your heart just now, and you can't control the photo disc at all! A blank photo disc, Can't fool me."

Wen Caiwei just smiled and said nothing, just stretched out a finger, gathered spiritual energy and tapped lightly on the picture wall.

The picture wall lighted up slightly, projecting Zhu Yan's aggrieved figure standing among the other four disciples of Shenji Sect after being persuaded by Ruan Fan to get off the Yundingtai in mid-air.

Then "Zhu Yan" had an ethereal jade dowry in his hand, and while the other four were watching the battle, he fiddled with it for a while and pressed the colorless peach blossom on the dowry.

The ethereal jade needles are as thin as a cow's hair, coming towards them silently.

After a breath, dozens of purple bamboo leaf-like sword glows flew from the side.

Bamboo leaves collided with fine needles, making a rustling sound like a rainstorm hitting a bamboo forest.

Afterwards, the golden red flames that suddenly rose covered everything, only the very light "chi chi" sound from something burning.

The screen stopped abruptly.

Wen Caiwei chuckled, raised her face slightly, and asked, "This fellow Taoist of Shenjimen, do you have anything to say?"

The disciple of Shenji Sect was left speechless by the question, his eyes dodged and he turned his face away, but the corners of his lips could not restrain a strange arc.

Wen Caiwei was about to say something, when she suddenly felt an imperceptible vibration in the air, and when she realized something was wrong, where was there a picture in between her fingers?
Looking at the man and woman at the Divine Machine Sect, Tao Jiu, a female disciple with a trance-like expression, has disappeared, replaced by a middle-aged man who looks to be in his forties.

He pinched the picture bi for a look, then put it in the palm of his hand and held it lightly. When he let go, only fine sand flowed down from his fingertips and scattered into dust with the wind.

With a glance of Lin Yige's spiritual consciousness, he knew that the person coming had the peak cultivation level of the god transformation stage, and he thought that this person was the elder of the Shenji sect.

Holding the Gengxin sword in her hand, she took another step diagonally to block Caiwei's figure, and at the same time she ordered via voice transmission: "Jiang Yan, get behind me."

Jiang Yan followed suit, and ran behind Wen Caiwei holding the sword talisman in a flash.

Wen Caiwei poked her head out from behind Lin Yige, opened her eyes slightly, and excitedly said via voice transmission: "Master, big fish!"

Lin Yige stretched out his hand to push back that restless little head, this big fish is a hard stubble, it's not easy to deal with.

"Old man, Zhu Yu." Zhu Yue didn't care about the three people's precautions. After introducing himself, he asked kindly, "I don't know what trouble happened to my useless grand-nephew Zhu Yan? Did he offend Gui? A party of three little friends?"

Lin Yige was noncommittal, the old man asked the question knowingly, obviously wanting to get along with each other and keep the reputation of Shenjimen.

Seeing that the three members of the Guiyi faction did not answer, Zhu Yu swept over the people who were looking at the sky and the earth, and asked, "Which little friend is willing to explain the old man's doubts?"

(End of this chapter)