There are always fairies plotting against me

"She is even more shy than me." Mu Qingyue explained.

shy?

Than you?

Lu Jinan glanced at Mu Qingyue and said, "Senior sister, are you still shy?"

"You have such talent with your sword." Lu Jinan looked at the "Chao Mu" in her hand and said, "I've learned a lot."

"Demons can improve the purity of their bloodline by devouring blood and inner elixir, and she can do the same."

"Isn't the sword spirit a demon?"

"This sword..." Mu Qingyue held Chaomu horizontally in front of her: "It's Phoenix Bone."

She tilted her head and looked at Lu Jinan, emphasizing, "The bone on the ventral keel of the sternum."

Hearing this, Lu Jinan asked tentatively: "It's not Master's, right?"

Mu Qingyue shook her head: "She said it was left to me by my mother."

"Bones too?"

"I don't know, she didn't say."

Lu Jinan did not ask any further. If the bones also came from senior sister's mother, then the love from senior sister's mother would be too heavy.

"It won't consume spiritual energy, right?" Lu Jinan asked softly.

"The sword spirit eats it, not me."

"Let's go." Lu Jinan, who had already memorized the terrain of Nandajie in his mind, jumped up and chased forward.

The communication compass cannot be used here, so the disciples of Wandao Sect have only one way to communicate: the mechanical falcon driven by spiritual power.

A mechanical falcon that delivers messages and a mechanical falcon that acts as a guard.

Although it requires a large amount of spiritual power, the Wandao Sect is not short of spiritual crystals. In addition, the main purpose of this demon-slaying campaign is to inherit the Phoenix Ancestor's legacy, so a quick victory is important. Therefore, during this period of time, the only two things to worry about are the degree of loss of the mechanism in the dark matter and the attacks of monsters. There is no need to worry about anything else.

In the sky, mechanical falcons spread their wings and flew back and forth. While Lu Jinan was organizing the information in his mind, he was also observing the extent of the damage to the mechanical falcons.

Just as the experience gained from exorcising demons in the past: it will erode people or objects that possess spiritual power.

The ultimate goal of erosion is assimilation.

"Just as we've learned from experience, dark matter is like having its own consciousness." Mu Qingyue said, "So spiritual energy can't purify the Southern Realm.

Similar to the Immortal Sword, an Immortal Sword with a Sword Spirit is definitely stronger than one without a Sword Spirit."

Lu Jinan placed the plane and Guan Falcon said, "The dark matter that hasn't been purified for tens of thousands of years is probably not just rootless duckweed. Forget it, let's not talk about it for now."

He took out the certificate of the dead and rushed in one direction: "Let's kill them first."

"Junior brother has also entered the realm of breaking through boundaries...

Mu Qingyue suddenly leaned close to Lu Jinan's ear. Her voice was very soft, but to Lu Jinan it sounded like the whisper of a devil: "It's all thanks to Aunt Ruo's hands-on sword training."

Lu Jinan's eyelids jumped, and he said slowly: "I helped Aunt Ruo in the Qinglian Cave of Buddhism, and Aunt Ruo taught me the way of the sword in return.

This is normal.”

"That's normal, it's just that—" Mu Qingyue raised a smile: "Is the only sword you teach me the Mingzheng sword?"

Lu Jinan gave up hope. His senior sister had indeed discovered something.

But she was surely just guessing.

Lu Jinan turned his head to look at her, his tone serious: "Senior Sister, Aunt Ruo is the world's number one practitioner of the Way of Forgetfulness. She has a cool and elegant temperament, and behaves in a very serious manner. It's better not to say bad things about her behind her back."

He didn't know when Mu Qingyue noticed it, but no matter what, he definitely couldn't be honest about it.

Because at this time he had not found the right time to tell his master the truth about this matter, because his senior sister still wanted him to be her pet.

If I tell the truth, she will have another handle on me.

He didn't believe that Mu Qingyue had any evidence.

Without evidence, it's just a rumor.

Don’t believe rumors and don’t spread rumors!

Listening to her junior brother's voice, Mu Qingyue felt like laughing.

She admitted that Xiao Yinruo was cool and elegant, but serious?

hehe···.

If it were in the past, she would definitely not believe it.

But that night, after the three of them had played with the junior brother, she saw with her own eyes the serious Aunt Ruo hooking the junior brother's belt with her seductive eyes, and smiling as she led the junior brother away in the midst of the bewitching passion.

What can I do when I see my junior brother wearing only a coat so late at night?

Practicing swordsmanship?

Oh, it can indeed be said to be sword practice.

Mu Qingyue will never forget the charming expression on Aunt Ruo's face when she seduced her junior brother that night.

She wanted to take a closer look at the serious Aunt Ruo's unserious expression, so she brought up this matter.

But the junior fellow student did not admit it.

Yes, Junior Brother really doesn’t dare to admit it.

How could he secretly hook up with his master's close friend, his wife's master, and let others know about this?

Nanzhi will definitely be angry, and "mother" will also be angry.

After all, she remembered that "Mother" had told Aunt Ruo not to have any bad thoughts about Jin An.

Ok?

So, Aunt Ruo is really not serious————” She “betrayed” her close friend and also “betrayed” the apprentice she raised as her daughter.

Mu Qingyue became even more curious.

How come Aunt Ruo suddenly became so shameless?

Seeing his junior brother's serious and solemn expression, which seemed to show great respect for Aunt Ruo, Mu Qingyue suppressed her smile and said, "Hug."

This matter cannot be rushed.

"Let's get down to business first." Lu Jinan said calmly, unsheathed the certificate of the underworld, and flew away into the distance.

Lu Jinan was a little worried. When did his senior sister find out?

In his impression, he and Aunt Ruo had never revealed their true colors in front of Senior Sister—"

To the east of the Nandajie, dark matter surged like a tide, but it automatically separated to both sides, leaving a smooth road.

Over a dozen dragons roared in the sky. The golden dragon Fuchuan in the middle looked down at the densely packed monsters below, roaring at them from the sky.

There was a cold flash in his eyes.

"I never thought that one day we would come here for a visit." Beside him, Yuan Qian chuckled softly, "Humans are not so useless after all.

But these bastards down there actually dared to bark at our noble bloodline. I really want to slap them to death.

Fuchuan said expressionlessly: "Hold it in."

"Yes, yes, cooperation, cooperation."

Yuan Qian shrugged his shoulders. They could ignore the dark matter here, but the human race in the lower world could not.

These monsters will become their pawns to consume human monks.

"But there are indeed quite a lot of them." Yuan Qian changed the subject and said, "The human race in the lower realm exterminates demons once every hundred years, and there are always people keeping an eye on the Southern Great Realm. How come there are still so many hybrids? They seem to reproduce even faster than the human race."

Fuchuan didn't say anything. After all, the demon race had long stopped exorcising demons, and their information about the Nandah Realm was no match for that of the human race.

But there is one thing that humans can never compare to the dragon race: the inheritance of the Phoenix ancestor.

Even the Phoenix Clan today does not know this as clearly as the Dragon Clan.

Because the dragon clan was born earlier, the ancestors of the dragon clan came into contact with the ancestor of the phoenix. Although the descendants of the phoenix had contact with it, did they dare to ask more questions?

Therefore, they are determined to obtain the inheritance of the Phoenix Ancestor.

Once this inheritance is obtained, it will be given to the descendants of the Phoenix who are close to the Dragon Clan, and then the Phoenix Clan will have no choice but to become a vassal of the Dragon Clan.

Even with this vassal, can't we suppress those who are hypocritical in the clan?

Once the situation becomes established, if we still cannot capture the Two Realms Pass, will the human race be destroyed?

"Speed ​​up." Fuchuan said in a low voice: "Don't be slower than the Phoenix Clan."

As he spoke, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes. He originally thought that the human race in the upper realm would only cooperate with them to safely enter the Southern Great Realm, but before entering the cordon, he found out that the Phoenix Clan also had this method.

Damn the human race, they have always liked this method of betting on multiple sides, quite cunning.

As Fuchuan was thinking, he was about to transform into his original form to speed up, when he suddenly heard a dragon roar from far away in the northwest direction.

Dragon roar?

Fuchuan and the other dragons paused, their expressions changing. There are still dragons here!?

"Fuchuan." Yuan Qian frowned: "Qinglong and the others are not in that direction, and-"

He looked at Fuchuan and said, "This is the dragon roar of your Golden Dragon clan."

Fuchuan nodded, he felt the resonance in his blood.

"What's going on?" Qing Congyun of the Blue Dragon Clan said quietly, "Is this the spirit of the golden dragon that died in battle here?

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"Not necessarily." Another golden dragon, Fu Hui, spoke slowly, "That direction is the human race in the lower realm. Don't forget the lifeless dragon that Lu Jinan summoned at Zheng Dongliu's birthday party."

He looked at Fu Chuan: "That's Fu Lin."

"So maybe that bastard Lu Jinan is fishing?" Yuan Qian looked at Fu Hui suspiciously. "But Fu Lin was just a demon king back then. How could his voice reach this side?"

Fu Hui said calmly: "The human race has many unique skills and tricks, what is impossible?

Besides, the entrance for humans to come in and exorcise demons is not in the South Great Realm next to the East Great Realm, so it's not too far away."

"That makes sense." Yuan Qian nodded: "Then don't worry about it."

"Hmm." Fu Hui looked at Fu Chuan: "Even if it is really the dragon soul of our ancestor, its value is not as great as the inheritance of the Phoenix Ancestor."

Fuchuan nodded and said, "Let's do this. You take Congyun, Yuanqian, and --- with you to take a look. I'll continue looking for the Wutong tree."

???

Fu Hui's breathing stagnated: "You."

"What's wrong?" Fu Chuan glanced at Fu Hui indifferently: "Didn't you always want to see the strength of the human race's number one genius when you were in the ancient court? Are you afraid now?"

"Afraid?" Fu Hui curled his lips: "There are not many of us, and don't forget what our mission is!"

"Oh? You think the Ancestral Dragon Soul is unimportant?" Fu Chuan snorted coldly, "Or have you forgotten the Dragon Edict's decree that put me in charge?"

"You——" Fu Hui took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and said with a gloomy face: "As you command."

As soon as he finished speaking, he led Yuan Gan and other dragons towards the direction where the dragon's roar was heard.

Fuchuan watched this scene expressionlessly. In the Nanda Realm, even Lu Jinan could not escape the fate of losing his spiritual power. Even if Fu Hui and the others were not their opponents, would Lu Jinan dare to consume a large amount of spiritual power to chase them?

Many people are just waiting for his spiritual power to be exhausted so that they can give him a fatal blow.

"Let's keep going."

In the sky, several giant dragons soared into the sky.

"Senior Sister, this is Xianyue Mountain in the Southern Great Realm."

Lu Jinan sat casually on a rock on the top of the mountain, holding a branch in his hand. On one side, dozens of demonic heads formed a trapezoidal shape: "These are the rocks that have become spirits, and they are the ancestors of the Yueshan God.

In that great war fifty thousand years ago, before his death, the Mountain God Yue gathered earth into a mountain, suppressing millions of alien races from outer space."

Lu Jinan sighed: "Tens of thousands of years have passed, and this mountain is still so high, and the trees are still so lush and green. What a pity—"

He turned his head to look at the mountain wall not far away. The Hades Evidence pierced into it, and dark blood flowed.

Unfortunately, they were all eroded by dark matter.

Mu Qingyue hummed, then looked up at the golden dragon with its head exposed in the sky: "Fu Lin can still survive?"