It means Jiuxiaoxu long sword

"Of course not." Lin Qianlou hastily stopped his angry senior brother, "It's just that I really have something to say to fellow Daoist, and I hope fellow Daoist will give me this opportunity."

Feng Qingli looked at the gradually gathering people around, and chuckled lightly.

"Okay, just say what you have to say here."

"Here?" Lin Qianlou pretended to be embarrassed, "How about we still..."

"Love to talk, don't bother me if you don't want to talk." Feng Qingli's expression sank in an instant, "Why, what else is there to be shameful?"

"Well, you don't know what's good..."

The senior brother who was stopped suddenly was not stopped, and rushed up to touch Feng Qingli.

They knew very clearly in their hearts that they would naturally not fight with demon cultivators in the demon clan's territory, but with human cultivators... that's not necessarily the case.

Feng Qingli calmly raised the long sword, and sparks ignited slightly on the sword.

She finally understood that one who sings bad face and the other sings red face is entangled with herself.

Otherwise, what a coincidence, as soon as Lin Qianlou couldn't stop her, the brothers from the Spirit Beast Pavilion came over there.

Since he dared to do something today, isn't it a decision that the monster race will not stand up for the human race?

So, where there are people, there will be disputes.

Moreover, the conflict between the human race is far worse than that of the monster race, and it is disgusting.

But now, Feng Qingli is a pure monster.

It's normal for those people to not recognize her as a demon.

Luanniao is not considered a demon, in a sense, she is considered a half-divine beast.

Moreover, who is serious about Yaozu rushing to Yujian?
But Feng Qingli is not serious.

No matter why these people Xiu entangled him, the beating was over.

The sword is awe-inspiring, and the fireworks are dazzling.

The cultivator who rushed up was blinded by the mid-stage foundation establishment, and was thrown out by Feng Qingli's sword like a war scum.

The wisp of fireworks also entangled around his slightly plump body, burning the cassock on his body.

Topless breasts, unsightly.

Feng Qingli staggered her eyes, and almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

"you--"

The man first pointed at Feng Qingli and prepared to scold, until he realized that he was completely naked in front of everyone, then he realized that he hid behind everyone in the Spirit Beast Pavilion, his face flushed like a pig's liver.

The human race cares about this very much, but the monster race is born naked and does not have such a strong concept of honor and disgrace.

What happened to being naked?
That's it, just cover it with fur.

"on!"

Feng Qingli paid special attention to Lin Qianlou, and she could clearly see the flash of darkness in the man's eyes.

It really is malicious.

I just don't know what those people in the Spirit Beast Pavilion will do to her if Feng Qingli is really a personal cultivator.

Lessons are lessons, but if she wants to entangle for a long time, she will not be in the mood and will not be happy.

"I want you to dare to do something to the demon cultivators of the Luanniao clan in the territory of our Yu clan."

Feng Qingli condensed her real body into a phantom and showed it behind her back, the ostrich spread its wings, and for a while, many Yu tribe tremblingly felt an urge to crawl on the ground.

It's just a hundred birds chasing the phoenix.

This, what is this thing?

Everyone in the Spirit Beast Pavilion stopped their hands quickly, and those who were confiscated fell to the ground to eat a mouthful of ashes, while those who were captured were holding the magic weapon and fixed it in mid-air, making people look so funny.

Who would have thought that this female cultivator who has no evil spirit on her body and is rushing with a sword is a phoenix!

You don't fly with wings?
"It's Lord Qingli!"

"Master Qingli!"

Those little monsters sensed the familiar aura, and rushed to Feng Qingli's side, looking at the tense atmosphere, how could they not know what happened.

The leading little Luanniao put its wings on its hips and roared: "You people are so bold after cultivation, how dare you attack Master Qingli!"

"That's right! We're going to tell Lord Changkong to drive you out of the Yaozu!"

"That one is Lord Qingli..."

Many of the demon cultivators present didn't know Feng Qingli, and being promoted by a few little demons now could be regarded as letting Feng Qingli show his face in front of the important ones.

Feng Qingli withdrew her real body and fell to the ground. She coldly glanced at the group of people on the opposite side and said, "Get lost."

Now, no one dared to talk nonsense, and left the crime scene in a hurry.

Really, disgraced.

On the other hand, Lin Qianlou took a deep look at Feng Qingli before leaving, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

A group of young monks in the foundation-building period, I don't know where they got the courage to deal with these in the territory of the monster clan.

After being disturbed by these people, Feng Qingli completely lost interest in wandering in the city, watching the sun gradually sinking in the sky, Feng Qingli simply led a few little monsters back to the clan ground.

That night, Feng Changkong came to look for her.

The Yaozu don't pay attention to the etiquette of the cultivation base, but only the blood. For so many years, the way Fengchangkong and Fengqingli get along is more like friends or peers. The spirit fruit that he likes to eat was placed on the table, and he asked, "Why are you looking for me at this time?"

Feng Changkong glanced at Lingguo: "I heard a report from a little demon that someone Xiu troubled you today. Don't worry, the troublemaker Xiu has been kicked out by me, and they will not come to the Yaozu again."

Feng Qingli paused slightly with the hand holding the teacup: "Alright, the monster race doesn't welcome such trouble-loving human race."

"..."

"Is this tea brought by the third elder to the human race last time?"

Feng Qingli: "Yes."

Another half hour.

"I heard that Qingqiu has newly grown a very unique tea tree, why don't we go and see it together?"

Feng Qingli finally raised her head: "Qingqiu?"

Feng Changkong looked quite uncomfortable: "Uh... yes, Qingqiu. Don't worry, this is definitely true! I specially—"

"Feng Changkong, why did you come to find me today?"

Feng Changkong seemed aggrieved: "You used to call me Big Brother Changkong."

Feng Qingli: "..."

That disgusting name... She has long since stopped calling it that.

Reminiscent of Feng Changkong's vision since she transformed into a human girl, Feng Qingli suddenly had a terrible guess in her mind.

This certain monster who has been missing for thousands of years can't be Sichun, right?

However, at her age, she seems to be a little hairy kid in Yaozu, right?

This wind and the sky are quite punishing.

No, she had to accept this eviction.

"I've experienced a lot today, and I'm a little tired." Feng Qingli got up to see off the guests, "As for the matter of going to Qingqiu...I'm very busy these days, let's talk about it later."

Before Feng Changkong could react, he was pushed out of the house by Feng Qingli.

Then close the door and set up the formation in one go.

Feng Changkong: "...I haven't said when I will go to Qingqiu."

This sluggish face is nowhere near the appearance of the big monster who came on stage and said "little fox, the one behind you is the blood of my Luanniao family".