"It's still five bottles of balm, right."
Balsam paste is the most commonly purchased item by Tibetan Sword Sect disciples, used to wipe and maintain sword blades.
One bottle lasts for a month, and Lu Yun, who comes every month, always starts with five bottles.
The fragment is greedy. If spiritual power is a delicacy, then this balsamic paste is the dessert of the fragment.
Every time I don't do it, there will be trouble.
"Yes, here's another bottle of Gubendan."
The Strengthening Pill has the effect of strengthening the foundation and cultivating the energy, and can make the sword intention in her body more restrained.
Although the fragments are greedy, they have also given many benefits.
Except for that sword technique, Lu Yun's sword intention was sharp and terrifying under the influence of the fragments. Once released, ordinary monsters around him would not dare to approach.
When fighting against others, her sword power can defeat them by three points at the beginning.
However, Lu Yun was careful enough and restrained his sword intent, not wanting anyone to discover the clues about him.
After all, this fragment did not appear in the original text.
While talking, there was a noise at the door and some people walked in.
The leader smiled when he saw Lu Yun.
"Hey, isn't this Senior Sister Lu?"
"Why, do you know that you can't beat Senior Sister Feng, so you came here to buy elixirs to forcefully improve your cultivation?"
The mocking voice made Lu Yun's cheeks twitch.
She wanted to escape even if she was surrounded by people when she wanted to buy something. She was afraid that she would not have a way to survive.
Ignoring those people, Lu Yun gave the spirit stone and was about to leave, but was stopped.
"Lu Yun, when I call you senior sister, you really think of yourself as senior sister."
"If the Third Elder hadn't picked you up back then, you wouldn't have known where you were begging."
"It's just you, why should you argue with Senior Sister Feng?"
"Those who know the truth should hand over the spiritual fruit."
This was said in a rather loud tone.
Because of Lu Yun's social fear, she rarely interacts with other people in the sect.
Most of the disciples' memories of Lu Yun were that he was the youngest disciple of Wentian Peak and his master was the third elder.
Other than that, not much is known.
Many people thought that Lu Yun was just lucky enough to be chosen as a disciple by the Third Elder.
Different from the numerous disciples on other peaks, there are only five disciples on Wentian Peak. The first four are all men. Lu Yun, a girl, has made many jealous people over the years.
Looking at the arm blocking her, Lu Yun remembered the lesson from the original owner that trouble comes from his mouth, so she drew her sword.
The cold air emanating from Hanjiang's snow blade almost froze the surrounding spiritual energy.
There was a wild air on the face with clear eyes and no makeup.
Lu Yun, who was holding the sword, was full of brilliance.
The sword pointed at the opponent's front door, without words, the opponent also felt Lu Yun's dominance.
"hehe!"
With a sneer, the man also drew his sword.
The sword thrust forward very quickly.
It is the Blue Wind Sword Technique that all disciples of the Hidden Sword Sect practice. The sword moves are as ethereal as the wind and are unpredictable.
But the opponent's sword was full of flaws in Lu Yun's eyes.
With a flick of his wrist, Lu Yun used the same Blue Wind Sword Technique. The same sword technique was like some magical technique under Lu Yun's hands.
The long sword is raised, and the shadow of the sword is like a dragon.
However, as soon as he faced a move, Lu Yun suppressed this disciple.
The sword wind rose from the ground, and the blue wind condensed like a knife. The sword turned into countless lights and shadows in the opponent's eyes, and it was impossible to tell which one was real.
When the disciple came to his senses, Lu Yun's sword was already pointing at his eyebrows.
Han Jiangxue's sword tip pierced the disciple's eyebrow, leaving a red mark.
The overflowing cold air froze the disciple's head.
The other party's face was as black as the bottom of a pot in the ice, but there was a sense of fear in his eyes.
This ice not only caused damage to the body, but even his spiritual energy had a tendency to freeze.
If this continues, he will freeze to death.
The disciple's body was frozen in place, and he wanted to call for help, but his mouth was blocked by ice and he couldn't speak.
"Junior sister Lu, since the other party has already been defeated, why do you bother to do this?"
But a soft voice appeared beside the disciple, accusing Lu Yun of being too cruel.
The long fingers pointed on the ice, and the ice cracked, allowing the other party to breathe, and he gasped for air with a red face.
But he couldn't help but look at the person beside him, his eyes full of admiration and admiration.
The person who came was none other than Feng Yuyao, and she was accompanied by Song Xiao.
The male and female protagonists are all here.
Lu Yun suddenly felt that maybe she should learn the secret method from her third senior brother, so that she could leave quietly among thousands of people.
Otherwise, she would be stared at by these people every day, and she was afraid that she would kill them all.
She really doesn't want to communicate with so many people.
Who will save her!
Roaring in his heart, Lu Yun remained calm on her face.
Seeing Feng Yuyao take action, Lu Yun put away her sword, dropped it to her side, and took a step to leave.
"Junior sister!"
But when passing by Feng Yuyao, the other party suddenly grabbed Lu Yun's arm.
A chill hit her, and Lu Yun almost drew her sword again.
She suppressed the goosebumps on her body and looked at the other person in confusion: "What's the matter?"
After half a day's work, the opponent's injuries were almost healed.
Lu Yun's long eyelashes trembled, covering the dark light under her eyes.
The heroine in the book has never been a good person, but a woman who is very good at using her appearance to gain the favor of others.
Underneath the seemingly soft surface, there is a deep scheming and many calculations.
Coupled with outstanding talent and the assistance of the male protagonist, it is natural to become the Yuyao Fairy respected by everyone in the world of cultivation.
Just like the original owner.
She really thought she died from a quick talk.
But Lu Yun knew very well that the other party felt that the words spoken by the original owner would tarnish her reputation and felt it was an eyesore, so they simply used this as an excuse to be completely out of sight and out of mind.
She traveled through time and had no intention of dealing with such a calculating person who was protected by heaven, so she avoided it for ten years.
But now it seems that he can't hide anymore.
"Do you know each other?"
Song Xiao beside her suddenly spoke.
He looked at Lu Yun with scrutiny.
The other party was decisive when breaking off the engagement, but why he still appeared here attracted their attention.
"Well, this is Junior Sister Lu Yunlu, the one who was snatched during the previous trial..."
"Anyway, we know each other."
When Feng Yuyao faced Song Xiao, her eyes were very beautiful.
Halfway through, I felt like I had made a mistake and stopped.
But it was enough for Song Xiao to understand what happened.
"Did you steal Yuyao's spiritual fruit and cause Yuyao to be injured?"
Song Xiao, who was somewhat impressed by Lu Yun, suddenly turned cold and filled with ferocious murderous intent.
This is about protecting your wife.
"Junior brother, that's not the case. It was because I was not careful..."
Mentioning this, Feng Yuyao's face surged with sadness. She pulled Song Xiao's sleeves and persuaded her softly.
"It's not my fault, junior sister."
It was pointed out that Lu Yun was not blamed for taking away the spiritual fruit.
Feng Yuyao's behavior can be said to have earned her enough sympathy.
"I think Senior Sister Feng is just too kind. How can such a person who draws a sword against a fellow student at the slightest disagreement be a good person?"
"Look at her. If Senior Sister Feng hadn't arrived in time, the senior brother she injured might have been in danger."
"It's really ugly for such a small-minded person."
"Hmph, she doesn't deserve the name of a disciple of the Hidden Sword Sect. In my opinion, people like her should be expelled from the sect."
