After my death, I became the white moonlight of the whole cultivation world

Chapter 157

Seeing that Xiao Zhihan had finished fighting, Yan Wenshu stopped fighting and accelerated his speed.

It was only after he had actually fought against the golden core, or even the monk who had already reached the golden core, that he completely and completely believed what the deceased master who suddenly started communicating with him not long ago said.

——As a golden core sword cultivator, as long as the sword energy is great and the understanding of sword moves is sufficient, then the same golden core, no matter what stage the monk is, will basically not be his opponent.

Of course, if the opponent is also a golden core sword cultivator, it depends on who has a better foundation, more actual combat experience, and smoother use of sword energy.

Thinking of this, Yan Wenshu couldn't help but think of the sword cultivator of Guiyuan Temple mentioned by Yun Weixian.

If possible, he would really like to fight that person.

But out of respect for the opponent, in the end, Yan Wenshu still used a complete sword move, the sword energy burst out instantly, and knocked the opponent down to the ground without mercy.

He then fell down and drew his sword neatly: "You lost."

The other party struggled for a while, then supported the sand with a knife, and barely stood up: "Sword repair is really powerful."

Although the other party praised the sword repairer, not him, Yan Wenshu still said modestly: "I'm so grateful, your sword skills are also very good."

After finishing speaking, he returned to Yun Weixian and the other three.

Seeing that Yuan Kanghong sat on the ground obediently and motionless, but his eyes showed unwillingness and his chest rose and fell slightly, which showed that he was very angry inside at the moment, but he didn't dare to show it.

After Yan Wenshu raised his eyebrows, he probably guessed that he was suppressed by Yun Weixian simply with his breath.

It was like just now in the tavern in the city, the three of them released their breath unscrupulously to suppress the monks who were lower than their level.

Yun Weixian handed over the fan to Xiao Zhihan to fan for himself, and talked about the bet just now very seriously.

"Tell me, what can you come up with."

Yuan Kanghong likes to stir up trouble, but he also understands the principle of immediate loss, and understands that he is the fish on the chopping board at this moment, and the two senior brothers have no room to turn the tables.

After some psychological warfare, he gave in: "I'll give you everything on my body, so let me go first."

"Take it."

Yun Weixian slightly hooked his fingers so that his hands could move freely.

But his body was still firmly sunk in the sand, as if being weighed down by some heavy weight.

"..." Yuan Kanghong took off the storage wrench and poured out many things from it.

Perhaps it was because he was a young master, he was always protected by someone around him, and he was supported by Nascent Soul when traveling, so he didn't bring any treasures with him.

Most of them are flashy things, just like his fan.

The only two that fit his status as a monk are those bottles of pills and a pack of middle-grade spirit stones.

Without even thinking about it, Yun Weixian took the spirit stone away, and then said rather disgustingly: "It's the two of them."

Those two people did have a few small instruments, some self-defense and ordinary talismans, and there were not many pills, which were common.

Lingshi is inferior.

It is in line with their identity as guards.

From this point of view, the Chaotian Sect is indeed a great sect, not to mention the quality of the mid-grade spirit stones in the inner sect, but the things in the Treasure Building of the outer sect will make other minor sects jealous.

Not to mention Qibao Pavilion.

Yun Weixian only wanted the spirit stone, and kept nothing else. On the one hand, he disliked it, and on the other hand, he did not leave any evidence.

Afterwards, she took the fan back from Xiao Zhihan's hand, closed it again, stretched it out and patted Yuan Kanghong's face lightly.

"Are you sure you want to go back and complain to your elders? Tell him, we'll see you in Luanxingsha. If you don't come, I will be disappointed."

(End of this chapter)