The story of immortality with female support

Chapter 872

After going back that day, Jiajia certainly didn't forget to ask Wei Tan, and Wei Tan didn't deny it, Jiajia couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "This time I really thank you, without you, I'm afraid..."

"Kunlun has hundreds of thousands of monks. It is fate that you and I can work together. Why bother to say those things." Wei Tan didn't seem to care.

Jiajia moved her lips, thought for a while, and couldn't say much about the others, she just looked solemn: "I don't say thank you for your kindness, I remember it all."

Wei Tan smiled, his eyes wandered around the Lianyan sword in her hand, hesitated for a moment, but suddenly said: "Can you lend me that Lianyan sword in your hand."

"Do you still want to see it? This sword..." Jia Jia didn't finish her sentence. It's not that Wei Tan has never touched this sword before, so he understands it if he thinks about it.

"It's okay to take a look." Wei Tan insisted, and Jiajia couldn't refuse, so she handed it over. This time, perhaps because she had experienced the power of the Liaoyan sword firsthand, Jiajia's eyes were even tighter. He stared at Tan Wei, not missing any of his actions.

Seeing Wei Tan frowned slightly, and then lowered his head, Jia Jia saw that the veins in his hands were bulging, as if he was suppressing some emotion.

In fact, she had no guesses about the Lianyan Sword, especially after what happened to the Hehuan Sect that day, she could probably guess the general effect of the Lianyan Sword: Seeing the bad is not good, it seems that she can see some things that will happen in the future. The scenes of things, and most of them are not good scenes.As far as she is concerned, the first scene has already come true. She was hunted down by Bo Qinghuan and others, but because of the intervention of Wei Tan, she was saved from desperation, and the second scene is what frightened her: Could it be that This time, is she really not doing well?
Jiajia was still thinking deeply, when Tan Wei at the other end handed the Lianyan sword over.

After receiving the Lianyan sword, Wei Tan raised his hand as a greeting, then turned and left.

But this time, for some reason, Lian Yanjian didn't react at all, except for the few scenes that broke in suddenly that day, she couldn't notice anything.

On the seventh day, when Jiajia appeared in front of Master Mingjian with the sword in his arms, Master Mingjian did not lift his head: "Are you really holding the sword for seven days?"

Jia Jia nodded: "Senior's instructions, juniors don't forget or forget."

Master Mingjian raised his head and looked at Jiajia, who had a bad complexion, but did not make things difficult for her: "Then just wait, I want to see your Wufeng Sword for a while."

After a pause, Master Mingjian suddenly said, "By the way, where is that dagger?"

The long sword is already in the hands of Daoist Mingjian, and Jia Jia has no intention of hiding it, so she readily took out the Wufeng sword and handed it up: the thing that Bao Qinghuan and the others surrounded her before, although it was because of Wei In the relationship between Tan Tan, he helped out by accident, but he always owed Daoist Mingjian a favor, and the favor always had to be repaid.

"You're refreshing!" Master Mingjian glanced at her, took the seamless dagger unceremoniously, but stopped with a light "Huh" in an instant.

These two swords have been with her for many years, and Jiajia thought that no one knew them better than her, but she didn't know that Master Mingjian was so surprised.

"Master Mingjian, what's wrong?" Jiajia asked tentatively.

Master Mingjian raised his eyes and looked at her: "You don't know, how would I know. I just see how ingenious the opening of these two swords is, so I can't help but be moved."

"So that's how it is." Jiajia sighed, "The opening of these two swords is actually a coincidence. They did not open like ordinary swords, but there was a mistake in the past. My heart is bleeding."

"So that's the case, no wonder they are so dishonest." Master Mingjian sighed, reached out and tapped Wufeng Sword, "I can say that these two swords ignore me."

"Where did you get these two swords from?" Knowing that the Wufeng sword was her heart, Master Mingjian seemed to be even more interested, "I know you took it out of your Kunlun sword soul sea, um, Let me do the math, when your master was the head of the law enforcement hall, he should have told you about the origin of these two swords!"

"Master didn't mention it at the time, but he told me about it later." Jiajia sighed, "Actually, this sword has no special origin. It is rumored that Master Song Yuanshan saw Wufeng on the side of the road after a disaster in the wild. The twin swords actually have their own spiritual power, so they were brought into the sea of ​​sword souls. To put it bluntly, they were picked up."

"Picked it up?" Daoist Mingjian was even more surprised, but then he burst out laughing, "Self-generated spiritual power? Your two swords are really interesting, and I don't even want to return them to you."

As soon as these words came out, Jiajia's heart tightened, but immediately, Master Mingjian broke the conversation: "It's just a joke, I don't really want to confuse you with a sword."

"The reputation of a real person resounds throughout the land of China, and this junior will certainly be convinced." Seeing this, Jia Jia quickly replied.

Daoist Mingjian paused, but he laughed: "Stop fooling me with those high-profile hats, your sword master will naturally be returned, and let me study it."

Immortal Mingjian said so, so Jiajia couldn't say anything more, after waiting for a while, she noticed some movement outside the door, and before she could react, someone pushed the door and broke in: " Maestro, when will we..."

The conversation stopped abruptly in the middle, the man caught Jia Jia's eyes and recognized the Kunlun school costume on her body, and immediately fell silent and stopped talking.

Jia Jia was also very surprised: because this person in front of her was a familiar face she had met in the past few days, the female cultivator with the weeping beast she met when she came to Pingzhou City, the one who made a lot of limelight in the city, The nun who cursed two people to death in a row.

"What's the matter?" Master Mingjian seemed to recognize her just by hearing the voice, but he didn't seem to be interested, and asked feebly.

The female cultivator glanced at Jiajia, the meaning was obvious, she didn't want to say that Jiajia was here.

It was also because of this action that Jia Jia felt a little mocking for a moment, and half of the action she wanted to get up, then she patted the non-existing ashes on her body as if nothing had happened, and sat down with her legs crossed.

Because of her lack of cooperation, the female cultivator hesitated for a while, and finally spoke: "Master Mingjian, when shall we start?"

"Isn't the limelight enough?" Jiajia couldn't tell if Master Mingjian was sarcasm or just speaking like that, because the tone was really peaceful, and there was no trace of dissatisfaction.

"Uh, I..." The female cultivator was a little embarrassed, she took a look at Jiajia, and she knew Jiajia's identity long ago, she looked young, but she was a real monk of the Tibetan God, and her generation was not much different from her It's too late, so I don't dare to vent my anger on her, but it's always hard to bear such humiliation in front of Jiajia, an outsider.

After a long while, the nun faltered and said: "I haven't shown my spells in front of people for a long time. If I keep a low profile, no one will remember us in the future. At that time..."

"If you really have those abilities, you don't need to be afraid at all, and you don't need to show them off." Master Mingjian said, and glanced at her with a half-smile, "Does Master know what you did?"

The female cultivator stared blankly, her face turned pale, but finally she shook her head in a naive manner: "Master doesn't know."

"Then you are really courageous." Master Mingjian focused all his attention on the Wufeng Sword and did not look at her, "Let's talk about it when your master comes. It is useless to talk to me now."

The female cultivator moved her lips, as if she wanted to say something more, but in the end she didn't dare to make a fuss and backed out silently.

Jiajia stared at the female cultivator's back and thought for a long time before she said leisurely, "I didn't know at first, I just thought that Shushan did the opposite this time, so high-profile, it seemed unusual, it turned out to be a The idea of ​​Jindan junior. It's just why you don't stop it, senior?"

"Why stop it? It's not a big deal." Daoist Mingjian tapped the edge of Wufeng Sword, "It's not a bad thing to be famous, it's just a little troublesome. Besides, her master will come soon , Her master is in charge of the latter matter, so what does it have to do with me?"

Jiajia was very surprised.

Master Mingjian didn't look up, but he seemed to see her surprise, and continued: "Do you think that XX is different from Miao Wuhua?"

She has come into contact with the three most famous monks in the world today: Miao Wuhua, Mingjian Daoist, and Huadao Daoist, but these three are completely different.Miao Wuhua is the most skilled high-ranking monk she has ever seen in Lian Jiajia's life. The first time she ran out for the sect, and she rescued her again and again. Above Kunlun, she is quite respected by younger generations.The Daoist Hua Dao is the most careless of the three. During the time he stayed in Kunlun, Jiajia had a thorough understanding of his temper, laughing and cursing, as if he had no identity as a monk Blessings, Dao Hua Daoist is nothing more than an ordinary monk, Jia Jia fully believes that Dao Hua Daoist will not care about the group of so-called junior monks in Donghai unless it is absolutely necessary.And Master Mingjian, like a figure between these two people, is not too far away from Shushan, nor too close to the center.Just like his previous life, inconspicuous but not forgettable.This feeling is more like...

"The Golden Mean." "He" woke up unexpectedly at some point, and said, "This is a master of the Golden Mean."

On this point, Jia Jia agrees very much.

But before she could speak, Jia Jia froze instantly when she heard a "crack": her sword without a sharp edge!

Immediately afterwards, a slightly cheerful voice sounded: "I said, that's how it is."

Jia Jia turned around and saw that the hilt of her Wufeng sword that she thought was familiar enough had been opened, and Master Mingjian was playing with the mechanism at the entrance with the Wufeng dagger with great interest.

There is such a mechanism on the natal flying sword that she spends day and night, all of which have never been thought of by Jiajia, but the shock is more than that. She watched Mingjian pull a long silk from it, and then pulled it Bian said: "You masters and apprentices are really interesting, you like to hide things, what is this, let me have a look?"

　Um. .I wish you all a happy National Day~
　　
　
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