Why do they always think that I am the hidden immortal emperor?

When this matter was mentioned, Zhao Xueqi couldn't help but laugh.

"I don't know what happened. After returning to your house that day, I seemed to have an enlightenment. Suddenly I could practice cultivation, and then suddenly I kept making breakthroughs and became a monk inexplicably. What exactly happened? I I still haven’t figured it out yet.”

"Maybe you are a genius."

Ye Jiu praised her half-jokingly and half-seriously, then took out a fist-sized white jade box and placed it in front of Zhao Xueqi.

"Congratulations on becoming a monk. This is a gift for you. Open it and take a look."

"Oh! No, no, no, really no, I, I..."

"You took it back without me? No, why did you suddenly become so mother-in-law? You were not like this when we first met."

Ye Jiu was a little speechless. He enjoyed the feeling of having a conversation with Zhao Xueqi like a good friend.

Now, why did this girl suddenly become so reserved?

Not like her at all.

Zhao Xueqi lowered her head, not knowing what to say.

What happened to her?

She doesn't know...

But Chen Lian knew.

This sister Zhao fell in love with Ye Jiu.

Another woman who competed with him for his brother appeared.

But this is normal. For a perfect person like Ye Jiu, all women will like him when they see him. As long as he is the person closest to his brother, that is enough.

So, Chen Lian pushed the box in front of Zhao Xueqi with a smile and said, "Sister, you'd better accept it. My brother likes to give gifts to others, and I have one too. Look, this is the sword."

She showed off her Purple Dark Demonic Sword to Zhao Xueqi, then leaned her body and hugged Ye Jiu's arm with both hands, as if she was the one closest to her brother.

The Ziming Demon Sword, which was used as a show-off tool, was equally proud.

Since it was given to Chen Lian, it has been around Ye Jiu many times more than other artifacts.

Especially the dragon-slaying sword that used to mock him all day long.

Oh, that fool can only be used as a scarecrow now, wearing a shabby hat and sticking it in the ground to watch the crows.

Author ps: There are three chapters left before 24:[-] tonight...

Chapter 251 Mortals and Monks

It can be said that the area above the [-]th floor of Tiange Island is extremely lively.

In the secret realm on the second floor of No.90.

Two stunning girls were sitting on the top floor of the ruins, overlooking the monks fighting below.

"Xiao Lan, Master, isn't he still here?"

"Yes, sister, we have been there from the first floor of No. 90 to the fifth floor of No. 90, and the senior is not here."

"However, Mingming Yudie is getting more and more excited. The young master must be on Tange Island, but we didn't find him."

"Sister, is it possible that senior is still higher up? The old man has blocked the passage above the 95th floor, but if senior wants to go up, he will never stop him."

Ji Yuyou pondered for a moment, then suddenly smiled and hugged his lovely sister and started to rub her against her.

"As expected of my sister, she thought of it so quickly. It seems that the young master must be up there. No, I want to see the young master now. Let's go up secretly. Yudie will help us."

The girl's hand rested on the white jade butterfly attached to her hair.

The butterfly swayed its wings gently and landed on her fingertips.

But before Ji Yuyou cast her spell, Ji Yulan grabbed her hand.

"Xiao Lan?"

"Sister, let's not go up secretly. If senior is up there, the party will start in a little while, and we might be able to see senior by then."

"But, I..."

"It's okay, sister. If we still can't see senior by then, it's not too late for us to sneak up there. If we go now, he might be doing something that doesn't need us. Sister, you don't want to be disliked by senior. ,Right."

Ji Yulan gently hugged her sister, comforting her like a child.

Ji Yuyou pursed her lips and hummed quietly.

Jade Butterfly returned to her hair, quietly waiting for her reunion with her master.

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Tenth floor.

Kenshin was heading there with a dozen monks and a heavy heart.

He had a bad look on his face.

When he thought that he was about to attack those mortals, he had a hard time getting over it, even if it was the mortals who started the dispute first.

"Junior brother, did Master tell me where those mortal abilities come from?"

A female cultivator standing next to Kenshin asked him curiously.

Others around him also looked sideways.

Everyone in the sect who knows about this is very curious, why do a group of mortals with no spiritual roots suddenly have the power to destroy the Foundation Establishment monks?

This is something incredible in the eyes of immortal cultivators.

"Master didn't say anything. Such trivial matters don't bother Master at all. We'll find out when we get to the tenth floor."

The monks nodded and agreed with Kenshin's statement.

Right.

There is no need to alarm the Master with such a trivial matter. If Jian Chen tells them the cause of the matter that they, disciples of the Nascent Soul Realm, can solve, wouldn't it make them look too useless? ?

The portal leading to the tenth floor soon stopped.

Everyone walked out chatting and laughing.

Just taking the first step.

A huge number of purple-black missiles hit the first monk's face from all directions.

As the saying goes.

Quantitative change produces qualitative change.

Even if a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator were hit so directly by the attacks caused by tens of thousands of Foundation Establishment monks, it would be impossible for them to be virtuous.

The unlucky man who was the first to go out was lying directly on the ground, with no part of his body intact.

When the mortals saw each other fall, they cheered in victory.

"What the hell, it's actually a sneak attack."

The other monks were not afraid, but very angry.

One by one, they drew their weapons and rushed out to fight these mortals. The dignified monk was actually suppressed by a group of mortals. Telling this, I'm afraid he will be treated as a laughing stock in this life.

But Kenshin stopped them and said:

"Senior brother and sister, the mortals outside are already eyeing this place, it's up to me to do it."

What he said was normal, but it was a bit unpleasant to hear it in other people's ears.

"Little junior brother, what are you talking about? Your senior brother and sister, we are all elite disciples of the Supreme Sword Sect. Although we are not as powerful as you, the direct disciple of the Inner Sect Master, we will not be intimidated by this group of mortals. Come on, get out of the way, these people are dead!"

Kenshin couldn't defeat them and was pushed aside. He watched helplessly as these people broke through the countless missiles and began to kill mortals.

Looking at the fallen mortals, Kenshin felt a pain in his heart.

Why must we kill people?

He doesn't understand.

A few months ago, Kenshin was an ordinary mortal. At that time, like others, he looked up at the immortal cultivators soaring in the sky.

He hopes that one day he can become a monk so that he can protect his relatives and friends.

but.

Why did it become like this?

Why is the treatment mentioned by Master the killing?

Shouldn't we be able to reason with everyone calmly?

Kenshin didn't go out for a long time, just looking at everything outside.

He clutched his sword and bit his lip to hold back from screaming.

The cries and pain of mortals echoed in his ears.

This was the first time Kenshin saw so many people die in front of him.

Before this day, he had never even killed anyone.

Not even a chicken was killed.

"Why is this..."

The battle on the tenth floor is fierce.

Don't think that monks in the Nascent Soul Realm can do it with ease.

The power of these mortals is generally equivalent to that of monks in the Foundation Establishment Realm.

And their abilities are all the same type of releasing purple-black missiles.

Each of these missiles is similar to the power of a hammer. The body of a Yuanying realm monk will not be injured by a mere hammer.

But just like the unlucky guy who was knocked down in the first place.

Thousands of hammers hit the body at the same time.

Even if they are hit once, the damage caused is very painful, not to mention that they can be released multiple times.

It was fine at first, but after several monks killed hundreds or thousands of people each, they finally fell into decline.

"Damn it, aren't they afraid of death?"

"Even the wolf demon should have lost its fighting spirit after being killed so many times. What on earth is going on with these mortals?"

"As for my junior brother, he is the master's direct descendant. If he took action, all these people would have died long ago!"

When they were at a disadvantage, these people remembered Kenshin.

The only female cultivator in the team asked the mortal team like crazy zombies to run into the teleportation array.

"Junior brother! What are you doing? Why don't you take action? Do you want to see us dead?!"

Chapter 352·The light of the teleportation array

"me..."

Kenshin held his head, his face full of confusion.

He doesn't want to kill.

But he also doesn’t want to watch his brothers and sisters who are very kind to him die in a tragic accident.

Under such entanglement, Kenshin didn't know what to do.

"What are you doing? Stop dawdling. If we don't handle things well this time, when we go back, our defeat by mortals will be nailed to us as a pillar of shame for the rest of our lives. It's better for you. As a disciple of the sect master, you won't Afraid of these, but what about us? Have you ever thought about us?"

Kenshin's senior sister held his shoulders and spoke in a serious tone.

What she said was absolutely correct.

To Jian Xin, this is just a small thing Jian Chen gave him.

Even if he couldn't finish it, as long as he returned safely and practiced for a period of time, no one would dare to point fingers at him. After all, he was the disciple of the sect master.

But they were miserable.