The female disciples who had bad intentions towards me started fighting among themselves

The most powerful defense is offense!

Although it is somewhat dishonorable, if he can eliminate this great threat in front of him, the young master will definitely reward him. Even if he no longer stays in Qiu Shui and returns to the God Clan, he will be able to rise to a high position.

With this thought in mind, a scornful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and unparalleled spiritual energy brewed in his hands.

He grasped his sword.

He suddenly swung the sword and slashed at Jingyan's waist.

But the next moment, he was dumbfounded.

What he drew out was not his own sword, but only the hilt. The moment the sword was drawn out, it was cut off by the sword light. His sword made of fine steel was cut off by the opponent in an instant.

And he was using a sword he just borrowed from a passerby!

In an instant, invisible fear filled Yanli's mind. He didn't know what he was thinking for a moment. Only Jingyan's extremely fast sword light echoed in his mind.

"you you......"

He collapsed to the ground, his voice trembling.

"I'll say it again, for the last time."

The tone of the scripture did not change.

"Apologize to my master, and then-"

"roll."

3. Looking forward to the next reunion (k)

"Wow."

Ling'er opened her eyes wide and asked impatiently.

"and then?"

"Then, what then?" Jing Yan said inexplicably: "Then he knelt on the ground to apologize and ran away in shame. After all, we are in Qiu Shui. I can't just kill people casually, right?"

"Oh......"

"What do you mean by that bored expression on your face?"

Seeing Yun Ling'er's face suddenly become listless, in stark contrast to her impatience just now, Jing Yan complained.

"It's boring, I want to see a river of blood!"

Yun Linger stretched and said angrily:

"Since the other party is from the God Clan, we definitely can't let them off so easily!"

She lowered her eyes and her voice sounded a little muffled.

It was now late at night. Jing Yan once again immersed his spiritual consciousness into the broken sword and started chatting with Ling'er.

Now he has roughly figured out the pattern. At dawn when the moon is about to set and the sun is about to rise, he has the highest chance of seeing Ling'er.

Therefore, there were no surprises today. When the setting sun in the distance revealed a faint light, the broken sword began to tremble as expected.

Ling'er hasn't seen Mr. Jian Ling for seven days, so she has naturally been looking forward to it for a long time. What's more, Mr. Jian Ling taught her a set of sword skills last time, but it came to an abrupt end and she has not received any comments from Mr. Jian Ling yet.

Therefore, during the days when Mr. Jian Ling was away, she practiced hard and honed her sword skills to become more and more proficient. Naturally, she wanted to let Mr. Jian Ling see her outstanding talent, and her mentality was like that of an elementary school student who wanted to be praised by her teacher.

But when Mr. Jian Ling appeared, she put the matter behind her and was excited to hear about Mr. Jian Ling's recent affairs.

Jing Yan had no choice but to tell Ling'er about his experience of going to Tianshu Peak in the face of Ling'er's unreasonable demands, but he changed some of the details.

For example, Yanli is not actually a god, but just a mixed-race descendant of the gods.

After all, the current situation on the continent is completely different from the situation Ling'er faced back then. The once powerful Kingdom of God can now only occupy the bitter and cold land of Uttarakuru, while the human race and the demon race are becoming increasingly powerful. Yun Ling'er probably can't figure out why things have turned out like this even if she racks her brains.

In addition to Jingyan's shallow understanding of Ling'er, he felt that if Ling'er found the loophole, this curious baby would definitely ask him all kinds of questions.

Jing Yan doesn't want to be a teacher anymore. He has had enough of that when teaching Wen Youqing and Luo Li!

"Why do you hate the gods?"

Therefore, Jing Yan had to change the subject and asked doubtfully, "Didn't you say before that the gods treat all creatures equally and bless all creatures?"

Ling Er raised her eyebrows and said, "Gods bless all things, but that was a long, long time ago. People change, and so do gods. Today's gods are no longer the same gods as before. They only want to spread their kingdoms across the entire continent, and wherever they go, there is war."

"Not only are they trying to reclaim the land that was turned into a demonic domain by the demons, they are also treating the human race as ants, bringing down natural disasters in an attempt to drive the human race out of the two states where they are located... They claim to be the darlings of heaven, but the atrocities they commit are condemned by both humans and gods... and humans and demons are outraged!"

Ling'er said angrily:

"The twelve continents are now torn apart, all because of the Gods. Even our Sky Fox tribe has changed its name and hidden in the deep mountains and forests, all thanks to the Gods."

"They want us to hand over the Sword Domain, saying it is the key to ascend to a higher level... How can we hand it over? We are the guardian tribe that has been protecting the Sword Domain since its birth!"

As she spoke, Yun Ling'er recalled that a long time ago, an envoy from the God Clan came to the Sky Fox Clan, saying something like "the God King's oral order" and threatening the clan leader and elders to hand over the sword domain with an arrogant look on their face.

That was the first time she saw embarrassment on the clan leader's face and the elders' frowns. Normally, the Sky Fox Clan was always carefree; tranquility and smiles were the main themes of the Sky Fox Clan.

Therefore, in order to avoid being affected by the war of the gods, the clan leader and elders, after repeated consideration, abandoned the original capital of the Sky Fox Clan and hid in the deep mountains and forests.

Therefore, Yun Ling'er naturally did not have a good impression of the God Clan. She was still holding a grudge and decided that when her swordsmanship was perfected, she would go to the God Clan and show off her power to let them taste the power of the Sky Fox Clan.

"That's it."

Jing Yan listened silently. He was also very curious about how the war ten thousand years ago happened. Unfortunately, that period of history has now been buried in the dust. He only knew that since that war, the current distribution of power on the continent has been established.

The gods gradually weakened, the demons and humans slowly prospered, and the monsters were distributed all over the continent, forming a situation of three-way struggle for hegemony. Later, with the changes of the times, it gradually developed into what it is today.

"That's right, Mr. Jianling's swordsmanship is very useful!"

At this time, Yun Ling'er remembered what she was going to do at first and said happily.

"The swordsmanship you taught me is as if it was tailor-made for me. It's so powerful. You are worthy of being the sword spirit of the ancient sword. You are indeed extraordinary!"

"Oh?"

Jing Yan didn't see Ling Er swing the last sword last time, and he was a little curious, so he asked: "How strong are you now?"

The sword technique that Jingyan taught Ling'er was very difficult. After all, it came from Yunsu, and Jingyan had not fully mastered it. He just wielded it according to Yunsu's form, but did not replicate the essence of Yunsu.

But this is enough for Ling'er.

But what Jingyan didn't expect was that Ling'er actually said that this swordsmanship was very suitable for her. You know, Jingyan was also helpless against Yunsu's swordsmanship back then. His swordsmanship was modified based on Yunsu's swordsmanship.

But looking at Ling'er's serious face, Jingyan was half-believing and half-doubting. Could she really be a genius?

"My current strength..." Yun Ling'er smacked her lips and stammered, "I can fight the big geese raised in the tribe on equal terms!"

She was a bit arrogant a couple of days ago, thinking that she had become invincible after learning the swordsmanship, so she held the long sword in her hand and decided to find an equally matched opponent in the clan to hone her sword skills.

But no one wanted to fight with her. The Sky Fox Guard who was protecting the Sky Fox Clan smiled and touched her head but refused her, saying that he had official business to attend to. When the Black Fox Elder who was studying ancient books heard that she was there to fight, he waved his hand and threw her out of the Sutra Library, saying that she might as well read more books in her free time. The Sky Fox Clan still had an old man like him, and it was not the turn of a youngster like Yun Ling'er to go into battle and kill the enemy.

Those guys of her generation were all practicing hard and no one paid any attention to her.

So, after failing to find an opponent, the girl set her sights on the big geese that the tribe kept in captivity.

That big goose was the village bully in the tribe. When Yun Ling'er was little, it chased her and pecked her tail. Not only Yun Ling'er, but also Yun Jing'er and Yun Zi'er, who were of the same generation as her, were chased by it.

All in all, this big goose can be said to be invincible among its peers. Yun Ling'er firmly believes that as long as she can defeat this big goose, defeating other peers will be a piece of cake.

Moreover, its current size is even larger than before, and it has the potential to become the leader of the tribe.

It is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. The revenge for the peck on my tail in the past must be taken today!

Unfortunately, she was one step behind and lost the fight. Before she could even draw her sword, she was chased all over the street by the goose.

The scripture says: “???”

He was completely confused and rubbed his forehead helplessly: "So your fighting ability is at the same level as Big Goose?"

"Not necessarily...it could be fifty-fifty." Yun Ling'er lowered her head in shame, thinking of the humiliating experience a few days ago when she was full of energy but was still chased by the goose, and said stubbornly:

"It could be 40-60, I'm 40-60 and it's 60-60, or maybe the winning rate is even lower... Mr. Jianling, you don't know, Big Goose is really fierce and powerful!"

Then you didn’t learn any sword skills at all. What the hell did you learn?

Jing Yan looked at the timid fox girl in front of him, sighed helplessly, and suddenly laughed.

Ling'er is really fun. If he finds a Taoist partner in the future, he must give birth to a daughter as cute as Ling'er. Even though she's a little silly, at least she's really cute.

As Jingyan was thinking this, he happened to raise his peripheral vision and saw the rising sun.

The time is almost up.

"It's almost dawn here."

The Sutra says.

Yun Ling'er listened to Mr. Jian Ling's words, her mind swayed slightly, and she looked out the window. The dusk light outside the window gradually dimmed, and everything seemed to be returning to darkness.

Time flies. We just chatted for a short while and it’s already over.

The next time I meet Mr. Jianling will be seven days later.

"It's almost dark here too." Yun Ling'er said sullenly with a pout.

"See you tomorrow then." Jing Yan said with a smile.

It’s strange, we’ve only talked a few times, but why do I always feel like we’re old friends who I’ve known for a long time... Yun Ling’er tilted her head, thinking fuzzily.

Suddenly, she realized.

It turns out that it has been a month since I first met Mr. Jianling!

Time passed really quickly. Yun Ling'er nodded and said:

"Well, Mr. Sword Spirit, see you in seven days."

then--

Dusk gradually fell and everything returned to calm. The voice of the sword spirit in her mind was still ringing vaguely, but Yun Ling'er knew that it was just her hallucination.

As time passed, the room became quiet, completely different from just now.

Yun Ling'er huddled in the corner of the room without turning on the lights.

In fact, she was very afraid of the dark, but for some reason, the darkness before her did not bring her fear, but instead made her yearn for dawn.

It only takes one light and one dark, repeating this seven times, and time will pass.

Come to think of it, it wasn’t that long.

Yun Ling'er held her sword, leaned on the edge of the bed, and slowly closed her eyes.

Looking forward to the next reunion.

Long-lost single chapter + additional update rules

Hello, dear readers.

Well, let me give you a brief report. In the 12 days after the book was launched last month, I wrote 82000 words, an average of 6500 words a day. Although it was a bit sluggish in the later stages...

but!

Next month I will defend the glory of the code machine!

To put it simply, I am asking for monthly tickets. On the basis of 6000 words per day, monthly tickets will be added to 50 words of text for every 2000 chapters!

In other words, as long as I get enough monthly tickets, I can make 10,000 yuan a day next month!

Secondly, let me report on the progress. The second volume is now in the middle stage of being written, and all the preparations have been roughly completed, so we can start writing it!

Every day in the next month, I will keep my best condition to complete each chapter update. The second volume is quite exciting according to my outline and vision, and I will do my best to make you enjoy it!

The title of the second volume is "Sword of Fate". Some readers may have guessed many of the plots. I see that many readers have guessed some of the plot developments, but it is not enough. Hehe, in short, I hope that the heroine portrayed in the second volume will be liked by everyone!

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