The Immortal Sect traitor is also gaining favor in the Demon Prison today

"Your attitude has changed again? Have you forgotten what I said?" "Sang, Brother Sang Ce~" She raised the corners of her mouth again: "I will go back today and come back tomorrow.

Brother Ce. "That's right. Smile more and don't always look so sullen." Sang Zhe waved his hand and said, "Let's go." Before leaving, Chunlan snorted and rolled her eyes at him, then the two of them ran away.

However. Just as she was tidying up her clothes and going out, she suddenly heard a surprised voice in front of her: "Oh, Chunlan, you are done practicing sword?" "Yes." Qiuju stretched her long eyelashes and slowly lowered her head after a moment, "I am here to bring food to Mr. Sang." "Is that so? Well, I, I just happened to pass by, so I will go back first." After saying that, Chunlan laughed and ran away in a slightly wolfish manner. It's bad. She won't see me coming out of the confinement room, right? That would be hard to explain. I must do everything possible not to let Qiuju notice anything unusual. Chunlan prayed in her heart.

I must not let Chunlan notice anything unusual. Qiuju carried the meal into the confinement room. She lowered her head with a heavy heart from beginning to end, and did not look at the road at all.

Even when she bumped into Chunlan just now, her heart tightened. She was afraid that she would notice that she came to the confinement room wearing a Taoist skirt for sword practice. "Hey, you're here?" Hearing the voice of the man who made her heart tremble, Qiuju lowered her head a few more times.

Minute.

She placed the meal on the table, then stood aside with her head bowed and asked, "Mr. Sang, I'm here." "What do you need me to do today?"

One hundred and thirty-two, scoring twice

On the way here, Qiuju had already imagined a lot of things. As sword servants, she and her sister Chunlan were allowed to use the communication device in the Sword Palace. When she secretly used the communication device to read the girl's comics in Furou Pavilion, she had seen many blushing and heartbeating plots. The villains in the comics always hold the heroine's handle in this way, and then force them to do some shameful things little by little. Qiuju always felt that the look in this Mr. Sang's eyes when he looked at her also had a hint of ill intentions. Just like the villains in the comics. Therefore, when Qiuju thought that he might threaten her to do something terrible, she would feel very scared. But, as long as this can protect her sister...she bit her lip tightly. "Don't be so stressed." Unexpectedly, Rouzhe just smiled and said, "I just want you to practice sword with me." "Come on, show me a set of swords." Qiuju bit her lip and promised. She picked up the wooden sword that Sangzhe placed next to her, and slowly performed a set of sword moves.

Although he was a little nervous about being looked at by others, and his sword skills were a little stiff, a young and beautiful girl with a good figure danced lightly in front of him.

The sword feels pretty good.

While watching her sword dance, Sang Zhe also confirmed it. As he thought. Qiu Ju and Chun Lan's situation was almost the same as a mirror image. Chun Lan had a strong personality, so Gu Yingmian specially asked her to learn the gentle way of signing.

The same goes for Qiuju. Her character is too weak, so her swordsmanship is too gentle. So the swordsmanship that Gu Yingmian taught her is the most powerful and aggressive swordsmanship. This also directly led to Qiuju falling into the same summer state as Chunlan.

The sword training has reached a bottleneck, and it is difficult to make any progress in swordsmanship. Sang Zhe watched the girl dancing with a sword in front of him, sweating profusely, and admired it for a while.

Son, then gently nodded.

"That's right." I finally understood why your sister wanted to learn the forbidden technique. Qiu Ju immediately stopped and looked at him with her beautiful eyes: "Why?" "Because she would be very unwilling to lose to her sister, right?" Sang Zhe explained: "She is so strong-willed that she always puts protecting her sexuality first.

"I think it's my responsibility to take care of my weak sister." "That's why she wants to practice hard. If she is weaker than her sister, she can't protect her sister, right?" Hearing this, Qiuju lowered her eyes a little absent-mindedly. I don't know what she is thinking. "What a good sister." Sangzhe exclaimed: "If I had such a sister, I would be willing to be a mess every day, just shrink under the protection of my sister's wings and do nothing, just waiting for my sister to protect me"No, no!" Qiuju's voice suddenly became a little higher. Sangzhe turned his head and saw the little girl's cheeks flushed, with mist faintly appearing in her beautiful eyes, and he looked away quickly. "I... I don't want to hide behind my sister all the time." "I don't want my sister to protect me." "I also want to be strong and become my sister's support!" It tastes right. Rouzhe struck iron with heat, and sighed hostilely: "Read it, but sister Qiuju's swordsmanship... has also reached a bottleneck, right?"

If this continues, I will be left far behind by my sister who is practicing forbidden cultivation." Qiuju's heart skipped a beat, and she couldn't help showing a cute expression that looked like she was about to cry.

"Then, what should we do?"

Sang Zhe patted her shoulder gently: "Don't worry, sister Qiuju." "If you trust me, I have a way." Sister Qiuju has a weak personality, so she is more suitable for gentle swordsmanship. "Don't you think this is a coincidence? Professional match!" Sang Zhe clapped his hands, "I just happen to learn gentle swordsmanship." I have a set of ancestral treasures in my hand, which can allow people to personally experience the charm of the swordsmanship used by the predecessors." "I believe that with sister Qiuju's qualifications, she will be able to master this set of skills soon

"In this way, with both strength and softness integrated, sister Qiuju will definitely not lose to her elder sister."

Can she beat her sister? A trace of bewilderment flashed across Qiuju's beautiful eyes. When Sangzhe saw the momentary hesitation in her eyes, he knew that the other party had been moved. The subsequent process was a copy and paste. Qiuju, like her sister, was deeply conquered by the feeling after trying the practice jade once. In the end, she was exhausted and collapsed in Rouzhe's arms, panting. "How is it?" I didn't lie to you. "Rouzhe smiled and moved her hair that was stuck to her forehead by the juice

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"As long as you come to my place every day to learn swordsmanship." "Defeat your sister in the upcoming Sword Palace Competition." When your sister finds out that you are strong enough and no longer need her protection."

Wouldn't she have to force herself to practice forbidden techniques? " Qiu Ju was exhausted at this moment, her eyes were blurry and her consciousness was not very clear. But she still listened to Sang Zhe's words in a daze, muttering to herself: "I won the Sword Palace Competition. Sister." Sang Zhe nodded with satisfaction.

After Qiu Ju left in a daze, Sang Zhe lay back on the bed and asked casually:

"Nian Nian, how much progress have you made on the strategy for the two sisters?" "Each of them has reached 50%." Not bad. He was already very satisfied with this speed in a week. Sang Zhe did not expect that he could complete the strategy for the two sisters during the period of confinement.

The strategy for the two sisters.

The rest of the matter will be dealt with after I have fooled Gu Yingmian. However, this pair of sisters really have a deep sisterly love.

I don't know if I can get any points by conquering them. I have already spent a lot of money to exchange for the practice jades in these two levels. In fact, Sang Zhe is not against the good relationship between the sisters.

A kick. Rather, as Gu Yingmian's personal sword servants, these two people play a vital role in his plan. As a foreplay to capture Gu Yingmian, he must first make these two girls listen to him. "The rest is to wait for the exit in three days." Sang Zhe lay on the bed happily: "Niannian, let me pick out some sword techniques that I like in the mall." Niannian was always too lazy to pay attention to him, just threw his consciousness into the system space, and looked at the dazzling array of sword techniques. "Hmm...Bibo Sword Technique, Mahayana Sword Technique." "Chongyang Sword Art, Crossing Tribulation Sword Technique." "Exploring Acupuncture Sword Technique... Wait, is this really a sword technique?" Sang Zhe selected for a long time, but still had no idea. If you want to attract Gu Yingmian's attention, ordinary techniques will definitely not work. Although the practice of sword techniques at a high level is extremely difficult, Sang Zhe can't help but feel sorry for the points at the critical moment. Suddenly, his sight was attracted by a sword technique.

The Sword of Peaceful Life

Sword Skill Level: ? "Hmm?" He had held this sword manual before. What attracted him was not the question mark, but the name. Sang Zhe had seen this name before.

133. Peaceful Life Sword

Sang Zhe was a planner at a game company in his previous life. Anyone who knows about planning knows this. It is a typical position that takes the blame and gets scolded. Planning is good for the players, but the boss will scold you for not making money. Planning is good for the company.

Company, players will call you stupid and a money-sucking scammer.

Planning focuses on gameplay, so we can only hire third-rate screenwriters for the background story. Focusing on the plot, we have to hire rubbish who can only do magic changes and plagiarism to design the gameplay.

You ask why you don't want everything? Nonsense. If the company doesn't pay you, why do you want everything? The leaders are a bunch of bastards who have no brains and only make mindless demands on employees. When something happens, they don't want to see how to solve it, but want to see how to scold the employees.

I told him about user stickiness and maintaining active users, but he didn't understand. He only knew that it was impossible to ask him for money. In short, planning is just a job title, which sometimes only means good

The family tree that deliberately designs some unbalanced activities to force players to spend money, and then is scolded by the players.

Anyway, if you don't design, you will be scolded by your boss. It's more important to make money when you are scolded by both sides.

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I didn't dare design the background world view to be too grand, for fear that if it was too grand, I would be criticized if I couldn't make it round off.

Sometimes, you even know that the person you hired to be responsible for the background story is just a college student with a brain full of chuunibyou, but you still have to force yourself to use it.

After all, college students are very smart nowadays, and not many of them can be fooled into joining the team. So, he personally participated in writing many of the game plots of Sang Zhe's company.

Written by. And among them, there is a paragraph that is Anzhe's personal opinion. There is a plot activity in it, which is to rescue a silly boy who is full of dreams of being a swordsman. But in the end, although the silly boy became a generation of giants, he was still killed by his lover in the plot. And the peerless magic skill that made the silly boy rise to the top in one step. It is called "Qingping Fusheng Sword". The name of the swordsmanship is also very casual, and the original intention is to express Sangzhe's beautiful wish to give up under the heavy pressure of work environment. But the game is a game after all. After the activity was launched, Rouzhe was scolded for "bloody plot", "excessive difficulty to cheat krypton", ""no horse planner"" and so on. Fortunately, he has gotten used to it. But now, in this irrelevant environment, seeing this familiar name still makes Sangzhe inexplicably confused. .It just happens to be a duplicate name

That's too much of a coincidence. Sang Zhe was silent for a long time before he asked, "How many points does this sword technique cost?" Nian Nian did not answer him. Her petite figure and clean pleated skirt floated beside Sang Zhe, and her quiet eyes behind the glasses moved slightly. "Host. Do you want to exchange this one?" I haven't decided yet, so I'll ask the price first. " "This one is free." Nian Nian said casually, "The skills rated as question marks are originally blind boxes, and it's luck to get what grade you can get." "But there's a high probability that they are all garbage that no one wants." It's free. Then I won't be polite. Let's see, Sang Zhe happily exchanged this sword technique, then his consciousness returned to his body, and he slowly opened his eyes on the bed. In his hand, a piece of practice jade appeared out of thin air. "Let me see what grade of blind box I can get. " He stood up excitedly, picked up the wooden sword used for practice and activated the practice jade. The next moment, a wonderful feeling spread throughout his body. Sang Zhe had experienced the practice jade before. But this time, the feeling of the practice jade gave him was different. In the past, the practice jade seemed to instill other people's understanding of swordsmanship into your mind. It was as if you could not control your body and could only let it be.

The body simulates the sword intent on its own.

But this time. Sang Zhe did not have the feeling of being unable to control his body. He seemed to subconsciously raise his hand and sword. With one sword, he slashed out. Then nothing happened. But Sang Zhe was very sure of this sword. It was just like the sword intent that he slashed out with his own hands. Sang Zhe had never practiced swordsmanship much, even when he was in Shuiyue Xianmen, he was just a slacker in his studies. The feeling of practicing swordsmanship in person was very wonderful. Nian Nian, what grade of swordsmanship is this?" Nian Nian did not say a word. "Nian Nian?" ".......Foundation Building Realm." Nian Nian pouted unhappily, "The host can't really hope to win the lottery, right?" It was indeed garbage. Sang Zhe sighed, but one thing he said was right. He was originally a little garbage in the Foundation Building Realm. When this swordsmanship was performed, it was as if it was perfectly integrated into the level, and even he could use it easily. What good could it be?

"Throat, it seems I have to spend a lot of money to rent other training jades." Falling back on the bed, Sang Zhe's consciousness once again entered the system mall and started

I began to choose aimlessly.

But this time, Nian Nian did not follow him into the mall. She was still sitting at the head of Sang Zhe's bed, gently shaking her smooth legs.

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In front of her eyes, a line of words quietly appeared. (Qingping Fusheng Sword, unlocked to join the mask mode) (Mask mode has been unlocked Swordsmanship mastery And the position of the rank behind "Qingping Fusheng Sword" is no longer a question mark. It is a term that Sang Zhe has never heard of before. Fusheng Realm. Throat. Nian Nian suddenly sighed leisurely and shook her legs silently. "He unlocked one of Wen." "I should have known not to tell him about the mask mode." Her eyes lingered slightly on Rouzhe's face, and her beautiful eyes under the black-framed glasses flashed a complicated look. This guy.

There won't really be a day when the full version of the mask mode can be unlocked, right?

In the next three days, Sang Zhe was immersed in the joy of training the sisters. I have to say, this feeling is really a bit like not r other people's yellow-haired. The two sisters secretly found time to see him. Then they left exhausted, weak, and flushed. Although they were resistant in their hearts, their bodies were honest. But no one dared to tell the other, so they could only do it secretly. Sang Zhe did not do anything more outrageous. He just guided the two people.

Learn swordsmanship.

But there are some minor differences. Sang Zhe gradually found that he could barely understand the difference between the two people's swordsmanship.

It was not like before when he would ask Nian Nian all the time. Instead, he could vaguely sense the problems and progress in the method. However, he did not care. After all, he had also used the practice jade and had made some progress.

Steps should also be taken.

The matter of "Qing Ping Fu Sheng Jian" was soon forgotten by him. Time soon came to the third level. Early in the morning, Sang Zhe washed up and went out, changing into his best clothes.

The sisters Chunlan and Qiuju were waiting at the door early.

"Mr. Sang, the Palace Master invites you." Although the two looked at him with different eyes. One was ashamed and angry, the other was timid. But both of them were a little evasive. Sang Zhe smiled and said, "Thank you for leading the way." (Very important) (I will level up this month. I hope everyone will not support the book. If you can subscribe, please do so. If you successfully level up, you will also earn a bonus. You can ask for it from anyone you want)

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134. The sword is not good

In the square of Jianhua Palace. All the disciples of Yihuhua Camp had heard the news and knew that today was the day when Rouzhe would end the forbidden group, so many disciples gathered around the square early in the morning and looked at this place from afar. Sangzhe followed the sisters Chunsan and Qiuju to the square leisurely. From a distance, he saw Gu Yingmian, who was wearing a white gauze skirt and a thin gauze covering her face, sitting on the high platform next to the square. "Palace Master, the people are here." As soon as Chunlan and Qiuju arrived in front of Gu Yingmian, they immediately put away the various wonderful expressions they had in front of Sangzhe before. After saluting respectfully, they walked to the side and stood quietly with swords in their hands. Sangzhe also quickly entered the role and bowed humbly and politely: "Junior Sang Ce, meet Palace Master Gu." "No need to be polite." Gu Yingmian seemed to be unable to wait. Under the veil, a trace of eagerness flashed in her beautiful eyes, and her voice was graceful: Mr. Sang's trespassing into Jianhua Palace has been offset by confinement. Now that the small punishment is over, this palace can listen to your request this time. " Sang Zhe, who had been preparing for many days, immediately got into the role and knelt down devoutly to pay his respects: "Although I am just a casual cultivator, my family has practiced swordsmanship for generations, and my father is even more immersed in it.

I have practiced kendo for many years and devoted my entire life to it. "

"Until his death, he did not hesitate to entrust his younger generation with his advice, and he made sure to visit all the famous sword masters in the world and try out all the sword skills in the world.

"Over the years, I have always kept my father's instructions in mind, so I traveled the world alone, just to discuss the Dao with the sword-cultivating Taoist friends who are outstanding in the sword-cultivation of the lower world."

"Now, the only thing left is the most sacred place of swordsmanship in the world, Jianhua Palace." He bowed deeply and said, "Please give me some advice, Palace Master Gu!" His words were sincere and touching. It seemed like a real sword madman who was obsessed with swordsmanship. Huai Rui looked at his sincere heart.

It was like seeking knowledge. The disciples watching on the scene, even Gu Yingmian, nodded slightly. Only Chunlan and Qiuju, who knew Sang Zhe's true face, had their own thoughts. Qiuju's face was flushed, and she lowered her head without saying a word. Chunlan stared at Sang Zhe angrily, and her teeth were itching with hatred. "I admire people who can immerse themselves in the way of swordsmanship for a lifetime like your father." Gu Yingmian said slowly: "I saw the sword intent used by the young master in the sword test before, which was as high as the tiger's roar half a mile. I am also very interested in seeing the young master's o "I am really dissatisfied." Sang Zhe suddenly became angry: "The swordsmanship of the younger generation is inherited from my father. For many years, I have only learned the form but not the spirit. It is just a show. "

If the Palace Master is interested, I will show you how to do it. " He said, and slowly drew out the iron sword from behind, his expression became more relaxed. When his expression became serious, his whole temperament seemed to change.

There have been changes.

Sang Zhe's aura became calm and majestic, with a sense of domineering

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The moment he grasped the sword, it seemed as if all distractions had nothing to do with him. The only thing in his eyes was the sword in his hand. Seeing his sharp eyes, sharp eyebrows, and heroic appearance, many people around him were shocked.

The sword flower palace maids and disciples who were watching all let out low cries of amazement like crazy fans.

Even Chunlan and Qiuju looked at him with some confusion. A man who was so serious and focused on the sword was really different from that evil and charming person with a head full of

Are the man with bad intentions the same person?

Under the guidance of the crowd, Sang Zhe slowly took the starting position. A remarkable sword intent slowly emerged on the iron sword. Yi Yingmian's beautiful eyes lit up instantly. She could tell at a glance that this sword intent was extraordinary. Looking at the world today, Gu Yingmian believed that her knowledge in the way of swordsmanship was broad enough.

But this sword intent still surprised her a little.

She couldn't wait to see the complete appearance of the sword. Gu Yingmian was too lazy to hide the excitement and enthusiasm in her eyes.

He leaned forward and stared at the mulberry trees without blinking.

Chunlan and Qiuju also looked at him. The disciples outside the square also looked at him. Everyone's eyes were focused on Sang Zhe. He took a deep breath.

Langlang practiced his sword. "Swish!" A very crisp sound. Everyone watched Sang Zhe's sword shatter into a pile of iron. Gu Yingmian "Chunlan Qiuju" Disciples " "Oh." Sang Zhe looked at his sword and immediately said with regret: "I'm sorry, Palace Master Gu. All my savings have been used to find sword cultivators, and I have never had the money to buy a good weapon."

This sword has been with me for many years and has long been in tatters. I don't even dare to use my full strength when I practice with it on weekdays."

"I didn't expect that just when I was about to use my full strength today, my old partner would...beep."

After saying that, Sang Zhe pretended to be upset and wiped a few tears. Seeing him so sad about his sword, Gu Yingmian couldn't help but comfort him.

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"Throat, the sword is a weapon, but it is also a close friend. It is not pleasant to lose a close friend."

But the sword, like a man, has its time. Now that its fate has come to an end, let it rest in peace."

Sang Zhe nodded, still feeling a little sad. Seeing that Sang Zhe was in a better mood, Gu Yingmian immediately said impatiently, "Mr. Sang, you don't have to put yourself in a difficult position. What we have the most in Jianhua Palace is

Famous sword. There are so many famous swords in the Cangjian Pavilion, there must be one that suits Master Sang." "Quick, Chunlan Qiuju, get the sword for Master Sang." Her voice was urgent.

After all, I was almost able to see the sword intent just now, but I was interrupted halfway because of this reason.

It was just like he was about to feel something and suddenly stopped moving. Chunlan Qiuju also left immediately. Sang Zhe waited patiently. Anyway, no matter what sword was brought, Sang Zhe had already thought of various excuses. No matter how good it was, he didn't want it. After all, his own sword was not this kind of nameless and rotten sword from the beginning. He had only one goal.

Not long after, Chunlan and Qiuju each came back with a small cart of swords. Jianhua Palace is indeed a sacred place for swordsmanship, with a dazzling number of swords.

There are quite a few stylists who are very cool and even Sang Zhe was moved by them.

But in the end, he endured it all. "This one won't do, it's too heavy, I'm not used to it." "This one is too light, how can I use it like chicken feathers?" "It's too thin and soft, it won't work." "It's too thick! Is this really a sword, black, thick and light?"

After a selection, most of them failed to catch Sang Zhe's eye. In order not to offend Gu Yingmian, Sang Zhe specially picked a few of the highest quality.

Gao's sword, and then tried it.

But he secretly thought about it and used props to destroy it. He made it look like it was "unable to bear his sword intent". Sure enough, after trying it out, Sang Zhe looked at Gu Yingmian with a look of regret and guilt.

hand:

Palace Master Gu, I am truly sorry. I did not expect that my sword power could be so brutal and that I damaged so many of your good swords. You are a magnanimous person and you will not ask me to pay for it, right?"

He looked at Gu Yingmian cautiously. As expected, a thoughtful look flashed across Gu Yingmian's face.

135. Beauty Sword and Thick and Large Sword Intentions

Sang Zhe's sword intent can't be fake. Gu Yingmian was very sure. From the moment he made his opening move, Gu Yingmian could clearly feel the embryonic form of his sword intent. It was definitely a sword intent that would surprise him. But at the moment, his own sword really couldn't bear his sword intent. He tried so many famous swords in the Cangjian Pavilion, but the results were all very poor. If the grade of the sword can't keep up, it will limit the strength of the person using the sword. Gu Yingmian knew this better than anyone else. And looking at Zhe's face full of regret and guilt, he remembered the sword intent that was like a warning just now, and Gu Yingmian made a decision in his heart. That's it. If only this sword can bear his sword intent. Then his sword intent will definitely not let me down. Just borrowing it for him should be fine. A moment later, when Sang Zhe was still dejected and glanced at Gu Yingmian from time to time. Gu Yingmian's shallow voice came slowly: "Mr. Sang."

"I... still have a sword." "Maybe, it can satisfy Mr. Sang's needs." Sang Zhe was delighted, but he waved his hands repeatedly on his face: "Read it, no, no, no

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"I have already damaged so many of the Palace Master's swords, and there are even more valuable ones. If I damage them again, I won't be able to pay for it even if I sell myself."

"It's okay." Gu Yingmian chuckled, "If it's Master Sang's sword intent, even this sword will find it difficult to bear it."

"Then even if it is broken, it is because of its own incompetence." Sang Zhe rolled his eyes and said eagerly: "The sword that the palace master is talking about, could it be... "Yes." Gu Yingmian raised her bare hands lightly. Suddenly, the surroundings seemed to be reversed, flowing day and night, and all the scenery was changing rapidly. Sang Zhe felt as if he had stepped into a dreamlike fantasy, with a sense of illusion as if in a dream. Even his own body seemed to be difficult to control. At some point, waves of petals gradually floated around. With a refreshing fragrance, they slowly flowed and gathered into a snake-like flower belt, flying and circling. Finally, between Gu Yingmian's slender jade-like bare hands, it condensed into a beautiful silver-white long sword.

"This sword is my natal sword. It is also the inheritance of my Sword Flower Palace for generations."

"…It's called Meng Jun Sword." She opened her cherry lips slightly, and stroked the sword with clear eyes.

"In terms of grade alone, the Mengjun Sword has almost escaped the category of ordinary weapons and has one foot in the realm of a true immortal weapon."

"I think there is only one sword in the world that can carry the will of Master An." "It should be this one." Yi Yingmian caressed her body with a hint of indulgence. Mengjun Sword also seemed to have a spirit, the sword body trembled slightly, and emitted a clear and pleasant sound.

The sword rang in the ear in response.

The man and the sword seemed to be in tune with each other, and there was no sense of incongruity when they were put together.