The story of immortality with female support

Chapter 557 Magic Cultivation
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But even though he understood that Jiajia's cotton was hiding needles, Zhong Bugui didn't show any embarrassment on his face, but bowed to her with his hands: "It's my fault, I was rude just now."

He admitted his mistake so quickly and with such sincerity, Jia Jia couldn't argue with him anymore, so she kept her mouth shut and didn't mention it.But in the bottom of my heart, it is clear: Zhong Bugui is really smooth, long-sleeved and good at dancing. No wonder in Shushan, even if his master Mingyu is not the number one leader in Shushan, he is capable of overwhelming the group of cultivators and becoming the successor of the Wuji sword. It is so many years.

Jia Jiasi and what Master said back then that Zhong Bugui's strength among men's cultivators in Shushan is equivalent to Ye Zhen's strength among female cultivators in Shushan.Maybe there is not much difference between the two in real strength, but the status is very different.Of course, there are reasons for inheriting skills from masters, but it is also inseparable from personality.This person can be tactful, but I really don't know why, but he looks at Gu Lang differently, is it the reason for the sword?It doesn't seem to be the case, but Li Wuchen was the one who wielded the divine sword later on. Although he had already fallen, he really couldn't see why Shibugui looked at him differently.If it's about strength, aside from other things, Jiajia thought to herself that the current self is not much better than him, except for the trick that she couldn't figure out, it is really very curious why she treats Gu Lang Look at it differently.

Of course, it may not be easy to get all of this from Zhong Bugui's mouth.

Jia Jia took a deep breath, seeing that it was getting late, and after sending Zhong Bugui back to the guest house with Gu Lang, she turned and left.

How does Zhong Bugui have anything to do with her?What does Shushan monk think about it has anything to do with her?Jiajia's eyes were clear and she meditated until dawn.Counting the time, some spiritual plants in the legacy of chaos who are going to be handed over to the sect have already matured, but Jiajia is not going to hand it over so early. Perhaps invisibly, Jiajia knows better about how to hide her strength after the previous incident. for profound.The sooner the handover is made, the more the sect will think that Jiajia's chaotic legacy has boundless magic power. It has to be said that human monks always have infinite imagination for other people's things that are close at hand but can't be explored. Jiajia bet sorry for that.

In the next few days, Jia Jia and Gu Lang almost coincidentally started to live in seclusion, and their dislike of Zhong Bugui was clearly revealed.

It's a pity that the two of them are thinner than Zhong Bugui, after waiting for a few days, they still haven't come out of the residence, Zhong Bugui naturally understands that they don't welcome him.

If he was an ordinary person, he would have given up thinking about it, but Zhong Bugui was not an ordinary person, so he raised his eyebrows, raised the corners of his lips with great interest, walked to the courtyard next to the two, and faced the two He smiled at the same closed door, and after a while, he turned around and went straight to Donglai Pavilion.

After a cup of tea, Jia Jia and Gu Lang, who were next to each other, frowned and got up almost at the same time, looking at the master's message in their hands, dumbfounded.

There is no way, the sky and the earth are big, nothing is as big as the order of the master.Jia Jia took a deep breath, got up, pushed the door out of the house, and saw Zhong Bugui grinning, the man with white teeth was dazzled, turned his head to look at Gu Lang, who was also frowning, and walked up with a cold face. Going forward, he called dryly: "Friend Zhong Daoist." It was a greeting.

Zhong Bugui ignored the reluctance of the two, and took out a flying boat with great interest. The flying boat grew in the wind, and when it reached tens of feet in length, it stopped. Go up and wave to the two: "Since the three of us are going to hunt animals together in the nearby Qingxia Valley, how about Zhong Mou taking the two of you for a ride?"

Both Jia Jia and Gu Lang lowered their eyebrows and stepped up at a leisurely pace.

Zhong Bugui urged the spiritual power in his hand, pulled down the handle of the flying boat, stimulated the spiritual power with a smile, and moved forward.

Surrounded by clouds on both sides, it is within reach.Jia Jia stretched out her hand to brush the clouds, like a veil, so comfortable that people squinted.

Gu Lang stood aside and watched her movements silently. Zhong Bugui said this one after another. After talking for a long while, he realized that no one paid attention to him, and turned his head in a lack of interest. It doesn't matter if you turn your head, but just when you turned your head, you saw a bright yellow thing swooping towards him, with a sharp whistling sound, its sharp and thin beak was like an iron hook, and it went straight to his face.

Zhong Bugui's stature was short, and he narrowly missed the yellow thing. His peach eyes opened sharply, and it turned out to be a yellow sharp-billed eagle with red eyes. Zhong Bugui in the middle was extremely uncomfortable, raised his Wuji sword out of its sheath, cut through Shukong and stabbed the sharp-billed eagle with a sword, but just as the sword reached the air, it encountered an unknown obstacle.

Zhong Bugui's cultivation base has already entered and exited the body. Even when monks are progressing by leaps and bounds, monks who are out of the body are extremely rare.The tip of the sword is glowing, although it is just a wave of Zhong Bugui's hand, but after all, it is an out-of-body monk, even if it is a casual wave, the power is not comparable to that of ordinary monks, not to mention that the Wuji sword belongs to the head of Shushan The keepsake, as famous as the Zhanshen Saber, is naturally a world-renowned artifact.

Although the changes here happened in an instant, Jia Jia and Gu Lang turned their heads at the same time and followed the prestige, but saw that nameless obstacle formed a wall of water from bottom to top, and the wall was steaming, like looking at flowers in the fog , the Wuji sword like Qinghui struggled and jumped twice, but finally lost its aura with a "ding" and fell from midair.

The spiritual power in Zhong Bugui's hand turned sharply, Jiajia felt the flying boat capsized, and she fell backwards.

"Be careful." In the dark, a hand grabbed her in time, and the warm touch warmed her heart. When she was about to speak, the flying boat capsized and turned back, and Zhong Bugui's usual smiling face showed a little bit With an ugly expression, holding the Wuji Sword in his hand, he put it in the storage bag without even thinking about it. At the same time, he raised his hand and looked around with a heavy face: "Who is in front? This is the territory of Kunlun," Zhong Bugui said. As he spoke, he looked down, but saw that the flying boat had already left Kunlun and went to Mingding City, so he went up again, "Mingdingcheng. Don't you hear that Kunlun has Miao Zhenren stationed in the sect, so you are not afraid?"

Jiajia and Gu Lang looked at each other, and they both saw a sense of awe in each other's eyes: Don't say anything, just say that this is Mingding City in Kunlun territory, and before the lingering prestige of No. Come to Kunlun to play wild, really ignore the prestige of Kunlun sect.

So after a glance, both of them shook their hands together, holding the talisman in their hands, and put on a solemn expression.

The yellow sharp-billed eagle just stayed in the air for a long time, as if it had been casted by a magic spell, it was motionless and unrecognizable, and it paused in the air foolishly.

With a movement of their feet, Jia Jia and Gu Lang had already walked to Zhong Bugui's side, looking around vigilantly.

In the midst of her busy schedule, Jiajia glanced at Zhong Bugui at the side, and said in her heart: She really is a troublemaker. She only came out for so long and then met a demon cultivator. Jiajia dare not compliment her.

Following a sudden surge of spiritual power, blood splashed everywhere in front of his eyes, splashing several people's heads and faces, and they were extremely embarrassed.

After the sharp-billed eagle's body was exploded, there was a burst of laughter: "Hahaha, hahaha..."

Jia Jia stretched out her hand and squeezed a water purification spell, and wiped off the blood on her forehead. She moved her ear tips, trying to find the source of that direction, but suddenly found that the voice came from all directions!

This... Jiajia's face turned pale, it was the first time she had encountered such a situation, her heart was pounding, and her face became even more ugly.

The enemy was in the dark, and I was in the light. The three of them turned into lambs waiting to be slaughtered, while the flying boat turned into an isolated island in the sky, making people desperate.

"Who is pretending to be a ghost, why didn't you meet us in a fair and honest manner?" Zhong Bugui seemed to have also realized that today's incident was entirely caused by him, so he asked with a pale face.

The man chuckled, and his voice was full of disdain: "You only have this little ability? You still claim to be the elite of the generation of elites in Kunlun and Shushan, and that's it! Even the old man can't see it?"

"It's unfair to suppress you with your age." Zhong Bugui's eyes were heavy, and the pair of peach blossom eyes that were affectionate and smiling in the past were full of chilling.

"Unfair?" The man seemed to find it extremely amused, and he laughed loudly, "You say it's unfair? I'm asking you, what is fair in this world? If you really meet each other, even if you are a baby, you have to hold your hand." See Zhenzhang below, age is a fart, it only depends on cultivation. Have you ever seen a senior who will let a junior in a fight? How naive!"

This remark can be described as extremely ironic, Zhong Bugui was dripping with cold sweat, and Jiajia lowered his eyes, although the remark was a bit harsh, but it was true: when the real wars meet, who will maintain the demeanor of the elders? Let the younger generation?

She drooped her head, seemingly lifeless after being hit, but in fact she closed her eyes tightly, her consciousness was exhausted, and she felt the fluctuations outside completely by her own natural fighting spirit.

However, after a long while, Jiajia found that the surroundings were as quiet as waves, without any fluctuation at all.In such a situation, it was either that the cultivator was really calm and teasing them did not arouse his interest at all, or that his strength was too high and his concealment was too strong, which made it difficult for her who was currently out of her body.

Just as he was at a loss, he suddenly heard Gu Lang coming from the side: "Jiajia, pay attention."

Jia Jia suddenly realized that the long-term tacit understanding made her fully ready to fight for a while, and then she heard Gu Lang's disdainful chuckle: "Hiding your head and showing your tail, you are just a rat!"

The monk chuckled twice: "Is that so?" He didn't continue talking after that, it was obvious that Gu Lang's provocative methods couldn't help him.

Jia Jia's eyelashes trembled slightly, only to hear Gu Lang exclaimed suddenly: "Miao Zhenren!"

Jia Jia's slightly trembling eyes opened sharply, Wufeng Sword Heart moved freely in her hand, stabbing straight towards one side.

(End of this chapter)