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

Come out from the square. I'm back." Seeing Chunlan absent-mindedly walking past her, Qiuju bit her red lips slightly and asked in a low voice: "Did you practice sword in Lianjianping today?" Chunlan trembled, and pretended to be calm: "Yes." "But, but I didn't see you when I passed by Lianjianping." "...Maybe I just missed you. Aren't you practicing sword in the square? I didn't see you when I passed by the square." Qiuju lowered her head in silence. Both of them fell silent. The atmosphere seemed a little awkward, and Chunlan took the lead and said: "In two days, it will be the Sword Palace Competition." "Last time we fought to the end, it was just a tie." "This time, I will definitely beat you." Qiuju bit her red lips slightly and said in a delicate voice: "I won't lose to my sister!" It was rare to see Qiuju speak so hard and seriously. Chunlan confirmed it, but

I couldn't help but curl my lips: "You can't do it. You are so weak that you don't even have the strength to use a sword."

"I have made great progress during this period. You can't beat me. As a younger sister, you should just stay behind your sister."

"No!" Qiuju's beautiful eyes suddenly filled with mist, and she murmured a little aggrievedly: "Why must I be defeated by my sister?"

I, I have made great progress during this period!" "You are so annoying!" Chunlan suddenly said impatiently, "You don't understand what I have been through during this period!" "You don't understand how much I have paid to improve my swordsmanship..." Her voice became smaller and smaller, and her eyes were complicated. Qiuju trembled violently. The sorrow in her beautiful eyes became even more intense, and she bit her lips tightly.

"So...what Master Sang said is true." She murmured to herself in an imperceptible voice.

"What?" Chunlan didn't hear her clearly. But Qiuju's tears suddenly disappeared, and she looked at Chunlan with sadness and determination, then she suddenly pouted and ran back to the house. Chunlan is a big fool!" "Hey, Qiuju--" Chunlan couldn't stop her.

She could only look at her sister quietly and escape into the room. She felt a little guilty and scared, wondering if she had made her sister angry. But she felt a little aggrieved when she continued to think about it. Why couldn't her sister understand her good intentions? I have obviously paid so much just to become stronger and protect you. Why can't you be more sensible? Chunlan gritted her teeth and finally didn't go to apologize to Qiuju. She also went back to her room in a huff. Qiuju in the room also covered herself with the quilt, swallowing aggrievedly. .My sister is such a fool. Obviously I'm not a child anymore. Obviously you don't need to do this for me. Why didn't you tell me about such a serious thing as the Yu character forbidden method? Is it really worth it to risk being expelled from the palace by the palace master for me? After sobbing for a long time, Qiuju wiped her eyes silently, and a flash of...

A touch of determination. The Sword Palace Competition. No matter what, I must beat my sister. I want her to know that I am no longer the coward who can only hide behind her. As long as I beat my sister, she will give up the forbidden cultivation. Just like that, the two sisters fell asleep with their own thoughts.

After waiting for two rounds, the final competition will arrive.

【Qianxun】55four7㈦5⑤five

The day before the competition. Yi Yingmian was sitting in the main hall of Jianhua Palace, watching. In her arms was the Mengjun Sword. The strange feeling of the Mengjun Sword had been becoming more and more obvious. At first, it was just not as easy to use as before, but it was acceptable. Recently, when Gu Yingmian wanted to use the Mengjun Sword, she even felt

A bit tired and resistant. This puzzled Gu Yingmian. Meng Junjian had never been in this situation before. "Palace Master Gu~" Just then, Sang Zhe's voice sounded at the door: "I came to practice sword with you, what are you doing?" "Master Sang."

Gu Yingmian stroked the beloved sword between her knees, a hint of sadness in her beautiful eyes: "I am debugging the Mengjun Sword."

"For some reason, there seems to be some problem with Meng Jun Sword recently. It is not so convenient to use."

Sang Zhe was shocked when he heard this, and immediately fell to the ground to apologize: "Oh no! Did I break the Palace Master's sword again? Please punish me, Palace Master!"

"No need to be so, it shouldn't be Mr. Sang's problem." Gu Mian was not sure either. Mengjun was the sacred weapon that had been passed down from generation to generation in Jianhua Camp. When his master passed the Mengjun Sword to him, the grade of the Mengjun Sword was already a half-step immortal weapon.

If An Zhe could use the magic sword that was a half-step immortal weapon, then he should not be just an ordinary person with his current cultivation level, but should be someone more powerful than himself who was in the Tiancheng realm.

There are only the legendary true immortals. Therefore, Gu Yingmian did not think it was Rouzhe's problem. But she could not find the problem. Seeing the worry in Gu Mian's beautiful eyes, Sang Zhe asked tentatively: "Palace Master. My father has been immersed in sword training for many years and has some insights into the world's magic weapons. I have also learned a lot of knowledge related to swords."

"Maybe... it would be helpful if I let the younger generation find the problem and try to fix it?" Gu Yingmian looked up at him. To be honest, she didn't think Rouzhe could solve the problem that she couldn't solve herself.

Decided.

But the opponent's swordplay did surprise him, so it seemed there was no harm in letting him take a look.

Let's try it out. In this case, Master Sang will have to take care of it. "Gu Yingmian handed over the sword.

When Mengjun Sword was about to touch Sangzhe, the sword trembled desperately, as if it was trying to escape. But Sangzhe took the sword with a smile. "Please rest assured, Palace Master." "Junior, I will do my best."

(There is one more update, and both of these updates are extended versions.)

139. Baby, I'll make you feel great tonight

After Sang Zhe Palm got the Meng Jun Sword, he immediately returned to his own place. As soon as he entered the house, he couldn't wait to take out the Meng Jun Sword, as if he had found it.

He placed it on the table like a treasure and examined its delicate and exquisite body like a perverted idiot.

Finally. After coming to Jianhua Palace for so long. I finally have a chance to be alone with my target. For this moment, I have been acting to deal with Gu Yingmian for more than half a month, dancing on the edge of strength with every step. Now I finally got what I wanted. Mengjun Sword seemed to notice Sang Zhe's greedy and evil self-glare at this moment, and suddenly trembled slightly in fear. "Niannian." Sang Zhe woke up the system. "This is the Ksitigarbha Immortal Iron that you have been thinking about." "What should I do next?" Beside him, Nian Nian reappeared in the shape of a cute girl, gently pushed up her glasses and said: "Mengjun Sword is indeed the Ksitigarbha Immortal Iron, but it has now recognized Gu Yingmian as its master.

"If you want to complete the task of collecting Ksitigarbha Immortal Iron, you need to make it completely abandon Gu Yingmian as its master and recognize you as its new master."

"But there are two difficulties in this matter." Sang Zheba blinked. "First, Meng Junjian is different from Si Jingzhu." Nian Nian explained, "Although Si Jingzhu is the incarnation of the immortal medicine, he has already opened his spiritual wisdom and is no different from ordinary people." "But Meng Junjian only has spirituality, it has not opened its spiritual wisdom, and it does not have its own consciousness."

So if you want to conquer it, it won’t be as easy as dealing with Si Jingzhu. You just need to start with its character flaws.”

Secondly, after years of nurturing, Mengjun Sword has become inseparable from Gu Yingmian.

Separating Meng Junjian was also a heavy blow to Gu Loumian, and it was almost impossible to attack silently."

"So, the system recommends that you deal with Gu Yingmian before taking action against Meng Junjian.

Nian Nian's eyes carried a hint of warning: "Otherwise, the host will have to be prepared to face an angry Mahayana cultivator."

So that's it. That's really troublesome. Sang Zhe looked at Meng Junjian and fell into thought. The first one is easy to say. People are born from human mothers, and monsters are born from monster mothers. If people can be fooled, swords can definitely be fooled too.

It's just a matter of method. If it doesn't work, just give it all the swords in the system mall one by one, and wait for it to climax with its eyes rolling back. I'm not afraid that it won't recognize its master. But what about Gu Yingmian? Sang Zhe could see from the way Gu Yingmian looked at Meng Junjian. It was even more affectionate than when he looked at his own Qin An. If Meng Junjian was taken away by him, this sword madman would definitely go crazy.

At that time, even if he could escape with the help of Nian Nian and the mask mode, Gu Loumian, who was used to being angry, would probably not let it go.

If she were to track down his identity as a demon, the demons would suffer a devastating disaster as well.

I have to think of a way to make her give me the sword willingly. Sang Zhe fell into deep thought.

"System, is there any useful information about Gu Yingmian?" "I'm sorry." Nian Nian lifted her slender legs and said in a soft voice, "Not everyone will be like Su

The same character that the Lord had conquered before, so easy to deal with."

Gu Yingmian's background is very innocent, and his life experience is extremely monotonous. From childhood to adulthood, he has done almost nothing but practice swordsmanship."

"It's been the same for hundreds of years, even to the point of being boring." What a cruel wolf. Sang Zhe couldn't help but be amazed.

Sang Zhe probably couldn't stand being forced to practice swordplay over and over again for hundreds of years.

As expected, those who can reach the Mahayana realm are all werewolves. So is there no flaw at all? " "Yes." Nian Nian said, "If the host defeats her in swordsmanship, there will be a chance

"Strategy to conquer Gu Yingmian." Isn't that nonsense? If I can beat her in swordsmanship, why would she be the Palace Master of Jianhua Palace? Let her get up, I'll do it. The sword power in the practice jade is indeed powerful, but it is only a simulation after all, and it can't be used for fighting. If Gu Yingmian gets the urge to cut her hands one day, she will be exposed. "So you think your host is so awesome that he can even beat a Mahayana swordsman?" "... "Qingping Fusheng Sword." " "What?" Sang Zhe turned his head and looked at Nian Nian in a daze. Nian Nian sighed, gently held her forehead and said, "If Gu Yingmian really wants to fight with the host, the host can try using "Qingping Fusheng Sword." " "But didn't you say that "Qingping Fusheng Sword" is just a crappy swordsmanship of the foundation-building realm?"

“….You will know after using it.” Sang Zhe looked at Nian Nian with a suspicious look on his face. He always felt that Nian Nian had concealed something from him about "A Peaceful Life". Nian Nian rubbed her temples with a headache. Nian Nian. What are you doing? Why did I tell him again out of softness? If this goes on, won’t he be closer and closer to unlocking the complete mask mode? In fact, Nian Nian herself also regretted it. Maybe, if she didn’t tell the host about this, the host would retreat on his own? He wouldn’t pester Gu Yingmian anymore. Just give up everything and return to his own little home to live a peaceful and quiet life as a little magic cultivator. Nian Nian even wanted Sang Zhe to say with a suspicious look on his face: "Are you kidding me again? You want to trick me again, but I won’t be fooled." But. "Okay."

I believe you." Sang Zhe sighed helplessly and patted Nian Nian's shoulder.

o

Nian Nian was silent for a long time, and couldn't help but look away slightly, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.

"You. Just trust me so much?" "Although you are a bit shabby, it is my system after all." Sang Zhe sighed deeply, "In this world, you are the only one who can speak my mind. If I don't trust you, who else can I trust?" "..You treat me as a human being? Ridiculous." "It's up to you to be one. If you don't want to be one, just treat me as playing the lute to a cow." Nian Nian snorted and turned her head away.

"Let's put Gu Yingmian's matter aside for now." Sang Zhe turned his gaze back to Meng Junjian: "Let's deal with the current matter first." "Hehe, little darling~ Didn't expect that you would fall into my hands one day?

Meng Junjian suddenly shook, as if in fear and terror. "It's too late." Sang Zhe held Meng Junjian in his hand with an evil smile, his eyes greedily

Look up and down the ground.

It was like examining a naked beauty. "You are such an unworthy sword." "You already have a master, but you are still so unsatisfied." "Why, is it that your master's sword can no longer satisfy you, so you can't help but come to me?"

The sword of Meng Jun Sword trembled more violently. It seemed to shrink and tremble. "Don't be afraid, I'm not a devil." Sang Zhe stroked the sword body like a caress, and said slowly: "Since your generous master gave you to me." "Then you can rest assured." ". I will love you well." He approached the side of Meng Jun Sword and whispered softly. Meng Jun Sword trembled as if it had been electrocuted, and the sword body trembled like never before. Under the trembling of fear and expectation of Meng Jun Sword. Sang Zhe smiled evilly, and took out several pieces of cultivation jade from the system mall, and looked at it with lust.

"Baby, I'm sure you'll have a blast tonight~"

After Sang Zhezhang took the sword away, Gu Yingmian returned to her bedroom. Her life was indeed very monotonous. Practicing swordsmanship occupied almost 80% of her life. So much so that now, after Mengjun Sword was repaired by Rouzhezhang, she suddenly

Some people don't know what to do.

Moreover, without the beloved sword that she spent every day with, Gu Yingmian felt a little lost and empty inside.

I wonder if Master Sang can really repair the Mengjun Sword? Gu Yingmian was actually a little worried, wondering if she had been influenced by too much sword intent recently.

The confusion blinded the sword's heart and caused the sword's intent to be obscured, so the Mengjun Sword would not cooperate with him.

But for a sword madman like her who is devoted to swordsmanship, the process of colliding and comprehending different sword intentions is really a blessing.

She also wanted to take her swordsmanship to a higher level. She also wanted Mengjun Sword to take it a step further and become a true

Device.

But the current me is not enough. My swordsmanship has almost reached perfection, and I have reached the bottleneck of saturation.

mouth.

The Mengjun Sword has been nurtured by himself for long enough, and the effect of continuing to nurture it will be minimal.

If it weren’t for Sang Zhe’s arrival, Gu Yingmian didn’t know how long he would be stuck at this bottleneck.

Now Sang Zhe brought many novel sword ideas, and also gave Gu Yingmian some surprises.

. It gave her hope of improving her strength again. The same must be true for Meng Junjian.

At this moment, she suddenly felt a faint tingling sensation. This feeling seemed to appear out of nowhere in her heart, as if someone had softened her.

The massage was done gently. The strength was neither too light nor too heavy, just enough to make her feel comfortable. Gu Yingmian immediately realized that this was not her. It was the feeling of Meng Jun Sword. Because of the connection between her and Meng Jun Sword, she could also feel a little bit of what Meng Jun Sword felt. Master Sang, have you started to repair Meng Jun Sword?

Although Gu Yingmian didn't know what secret method the other party used, from her perception, Meng Junjian did not resist the other party's repair. She even felt a little comfortable, just like herself. The feeling of being gently touched made Gu Yingmian seem to vaguely feel

The goodwill conveyed by Meng Junjian.

She narrowed her beautiful eyes and quietly felt the vague joy of watching Meng Jun's sword. Master Sang was really amazing. Not only was his swordsmanship superb, but he also had extraordinary knowledge. He even knew how to repair weapons. It seemed that Meng Jun was also enjoying watching Master Sang's treatment and repair. With a strange man like Master Sang, maybe he could really repair Meng Jun's sword. Of course, she didn't know. At this moment, Meng Jun's sword had already been infused with countless sword intentions, and the whole sword was already in continuous

I gradually became numb from the constant trembling.

It had given up resistance and allowed Sang Zhe to do whatever he wanted with its sword. Even as a sword, it had begun to enjoy the vast and powerful will.

Under the impact of countless stimulations, its consciousness gradually began to become blurred.

Master Gu Yingmian, who is the master?

140. Sisters’ Showdown

The next day. Today is a big day for the Sword Palace. The Sword Palace Competition is finally about to begin. Early in the morning, all the disciples of the Sword Palace came to the square early, waiting to see the Sword Palace Competition. Sang Zhe also got up early and came to the high platform next to the square, next to Gu Yingmian's seat. "Morning, Mr. Sang." Gu Yingmian also came here early and said softly to Sang Zhe: "You are here so early, it seems that Mr. Sang is very interested in the Sword Palace Competition." "Of course, it's a rare event, so we must be thick-skinned and have a lively time." Sang Zhe also smiled and moved a chair to sit next to Gu Yingmian. "It's just a superficial exchange between disciples. I didn't expect that it could catch the eye of Mr. Rou." Gu Yingmian smiled lightly, "If one of these useless disciples of mine could achieve the amazing sword skills of Mr. Sang, I would have been satisfied long ago."

Jianhua Palace is full of talented people, and their achievements in the future may not be inferior to those of the younger generation. " Sang Zhe said perfunctorily, but in fact he was not really here to watch the sword fight. Just kidding. Is there anything more interesting in the world than women fighting? Yes.

That is a group of young, beautiful girls with big breasts and long legs fighting. Not to mention the epic feud between the sisters Chunlan and Qiuju.

It's rare to see a man like him. Once you miss this opportunity, you'll never find one again. While waiting for the Sword Palace disciples to enter the venue and start preparing to cut in twos and threes, Gu Yingmian asked without paying attention to the traces: "Did Master Rou repair Meng Jun's sword yesterday?" "Yes." Sang Zhe immediately said in a profound tone: "Meng Jun is worthy of being a half-step immortal weapon. The material used is unheard of even by juniors."

"But repairing weapons has the same goal. All you need to do is coordinate the materials and nurture them."

The Mengjun Sword is made of a special material and needs to be nurtured for a while. Palace Master, please be patient and wait."

Yi Yingmian nodded slightly. She was naturally not in a hurry. To her, practicing sword for a few levels or for several years or decades made no difference. Moreover, when Sang Zhe was nurturing Meng Jun Sword, she could also vaguely feel the feedback. That feeling was not bad. After talking for a while, the competition in the field had gradually begun. Because it was a pure sword competition without using cultivation, it was quite entertaining.

general.

Gu Yingmian just glanced at it out of boredom.

Sang Zhe was watching with great interest. Although in name, the Sword Palace Competition was a competition between disciples,

The disciples of the Holy Land, these girls are also a bit stubborn and don't want to lose easily.

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I heard that they were all very serious and desperate during the competition. Occasionally, the sword energy would even cut through the opponent's clothes, which was very exciting to watch.

It’s so exciting.

It's so right! Girls fighting is only fun if their clothes burst. It would be even better if there was a defeat CG. Among the dazzling disciples' competition, the most eye-catching one is Chunlanqiu

The Ju sisters. With the dark gymnastics-style hell training during this period, the two sisters' sword skills have skyrocketed. The disciples of the same period were almost powerless to fight back against them and were easily defeated. Even many senior sisters who were older than them could only hold on for a few moves and then lost with hatred. As they passed the levels and practiced, when there were fewer and fewer people left in the square, the two sisters attracted more and more attention from everyone. The first one to discover them was Gu Yingmian. .?

After seeing Chunlan's swordsmanship, Gu Yingmian was a little confused. Although it was indeed a strong and tough sword technique, it was not the same as the one he taught her. Did he modify the little girl based on his learning? Moreover, he had not taught her this technique for a long time, so why was her progress so slow?

This fast?

Could it be that I have underestimated her talent? Qiuju on the other side also surprised Gu Yingmian. Qiuju was using a set of feminine swordsmanship that he had not taught her before.

But she was obviously more adept at using this set of swordsmanship, just like her sister.

"Chunlan and Qiuju's swordsmanship...seems a little unfamiliar." Seeing this, Sang Zhe, who was standing by, hurriedly whispered: "These days, the sisters Chunlan and Qiuju have been taking care of the younger generation.

"Although I dare not go beyond my authority, I can't help but give some pointers sometimes." "Please bear with me, Palace Master Gu." Gu Yingmian just nodded: "No problem. Master Sang's swordsmanship is more than enough to teach them two."

We are not so narrow-minded. As long as it is beneficial to the cultivation of the Dao, it is fine. They have received guidance from the young master, which is their chance. "

"But... now it's interesting." She suddenly narrowed her eyes slightly. The two sisters have always been equally matched. I wonder if this time, after Master Sang's instructions,

Which of them will make more progress?"

"Mr. Sang, if the two sisters meet, who do you think will win?" Sang Zhe thought seriously. "Qiuju will win." Oh? Why? "Gu Yingmian seemed a little surprised by his answer. "It has nothing to do with swordsmanship." "It's not that Qiuju's swordsmanship is better than Chunlan's." Sang Zhe said slowly: "It's because

She is the younger sister." "If the two sisters ever have a fight, Qiuju will not hold back against Chunlan." "But Chunlan...will not bear to hurt Qiuju." The two had different starting points from the beginning. Chunlan's self-promotion was just to become stronger and protect Qiuju, so that Qiuju would not be bullied by others.

Dan Qiuju, in order to defeat Chunlan and save the misguided Chunlan

The elder sister will protect the younger sister, and the younger sister can act like a spoiled child in front of the elder sister. This is what sisters are like. Gu Yingmian seemed to not quite understand Rouzhe's words: "I don't quite understand...but

Judging from their previous sword skills, the two are still evenly matched."

The sword skills are equally matched, why did Chunlan lose? "

Sang Zhe stole a glance at Gu Yingmian. Gu Yingmian was a very simple person. She only had swords in her mind. She could accept anything related to swords.

Anything that has nothing to do with the sword will be selectively ignored by her. Her logic is that since the two people have similar levels of magic, then it should be

Hard to tell.

"Then why don't you make a bet with me?" Gu Yingmian looked around with her beautiful eyes: "Oh?" "I bet Qiuju will win." Sang Zhe said seriously, "If I lose, I will copy a sword technique from my memory and keep it in Jianhua Palace." Gu Yingmian nodded: "Then I will bet that if the two are evenly matched, Chunlan will win. What if I lose?"

"I only ask the Palace Master to let me use the Mengjun Sword a few more times." "No problem." The bet was established, and Sang Zhe and Gu Yingmian were no longer in a bad mood. Instead, they gathered together.

Gazing intently at the square.