The entire second floor was filled with spiritual energy, and the aftermath of the collision of spells was blasted in all directions.
Countless formations lit up on the floor and walls of the restaurant at the same time, and all the defensive formations were activated, but all the tables, chairs, dishes, and hanging decorations were damaged.
Jing Yingrong glanced at the two of them and then looked away. A spiritual curtain rose from the ground, covering her and the small area where she was sitting.
boom!
The male cultivator was whipped by the female cultivator's whip-like magic weapon and hit the light screen. The light screen did not move at all, but he did not look back and threw a Explosive Flame Technique with his backhand at the opponent.
Jing Yingrong ignored the fierce battle outside and continued to discuss the inner sect rules with Sanling.
"The buffer period is still three months, and we will start doing sect tasks after three months."
Jijiebi: "Is it still mandatory?"
Jing Yingrong: "It can be offset with contribution points. I want to try doing tasks."
Ji Sha Jian: "It's up to you. When can I go out to work?"
"After two years from entering the inner gate."
Ji Yanzhu: "Ah, one year is missing."
Ji Sha Jian: "How did you calculate it? Didn't you lose three years?"
Ji Yanzhu: "Originally it was three years. You must have made the wrong calculation."
Ji Sha Jian: "It's obviously five years. I remember when the rules were first formulated, Li Chengkong had an argument with them about this. Li Chengkong thought it was too long, and they thought it was too short."
Ji Yanzhu: "But it has been three years in my memory."
Ji Jie Bi: "I also remember that it was three years... Mirror, you tell me."
Jing Yingrong: "Initially it was five years, then it was changed to three years."
Ji Sha Jian: "Huh? When was it changed? Why didn't I know?"
Jing Yingrong: "When you recast and repair your body."
Before Ji Sha Jian could answer, Ji Jie Bi and Ji Yan Zhu both expressed their surprise.
"Recast and repaired? Have you actually suffered such severe damage?"
"Who did it? Human cultivator or monster?"
Ji Sha Sword: "You are locked up"
"I did it." Jing Yingrong neatly interrupted Ji Shajian's words.
Ji Sha Sword: "Hey!"
Jijie Pen and Jiyanzhu said at the same time, "Huh?"
Jing Yingrong: "It challenged me, and I broke its sword."
Ji Sha Sword: "..."
Jiyanzhu: "Wow!"
Jijiebi: "Wow, I'm impressed by you."
Ji Sha Jian snorted and changed the subject decisively: "How long will the two juniors fight?"
The battle between the two inner disciples was not over yet. Except for the walls, roof and ground, which were still intact under the protection of the formation, almost everything else on the second floor was destroyed.
The disciples who were originally eating on the second floor, when the two of them had a fight, the one with lower cultivation quickly slipped downstairs, while the one with higher cultivation used magic to protect his seat and food like Jing Yingrong, and continued Chatting and chatting while eating has become a common and normal attitude.
Ji Jie Bi chuckled: "If you don't agree, you will take action. The daily routine of this inner sect has not changed at all."
Ji Sha Sword: "Can the rule about not killing people be changed?"
Ji Jie Bi: "You should give up. It is said that this is the death order unanimously decided by the seven of them. No matter before or after, I don't think anyone dares to touch it."
Ji Sha Sword: "Tsk."
Ji Jie Bi added: "The reduction of three years to two years is probably related to the counterattack of evil cultivators and monsters. Speaking of which, if news of Li Chengkong's death spreads..."
It suddenly became silent, and the Ji Sha Sword and Ji Yan Bead also fell silent.
Only Jing Yingrong said calmly: "There will be more things to do."
She ate the food silently, her expression not changing at all.
At this time, the battle next to him finally ended with the male cultivator's defeat.
Someone shouted "Okay" and took the lead in applauding, and the other guests followed suit.
Amidst the warm applause, the female cultivator held a chain whip in her hand, looked down at the male cultivator lying on the ground, and said angrily: "I think you have to take care of men, and I think you have to take care of women. Are you bothered? Ah? From now on. Don't come to me, I'm not interested in you anymore, come to me once and I'll beat you up!"
The male cultivator slowly sat up while holding his wound. He didn't say anything, but glared at Jing Yingrong.
Jing Yingrong: "..."
Ji Jie Bi: “Yes, it’s still because of you.”
Jing Yingrong: "I am innocent."
There were footsteps on the stairs, and the restaurant manager and shop assistant appeared together, as well as an inner disciple wearing a robe embroidered with the word "Xun".
The shopkeeper gestured to the clerk, and the clerk held a book and read:
"Eight cypress and orange square tables, thirty-seven Yihua rattan chairs, nine Wendan teapots, and forty porcelain plates were lost... Including the loss of the formation, the total contribution points are one thousand three hundred and twenty-four."
The shopkeeper continued: "Two of you, who will pay?"
The female nun refused to refute: "Half and half."
After saying that, he gave half of the compensation amount to the shopkeeper under the watchful eyes of the patrolling disciples.
When the female cultivator came downstairs, everyone heard her still angry words: "It's not interesting to talk about love without practicing! Senior Sister Yu is lying!"
Everyone: "..."
The patrolling disciple turned his attention to the male cultivator.
The male cultivator paid the other half of his contribution and limped downstairs under the different eyes of everyone.
The shopkeeper cupped his hands to both sides and said, "I'm disturbing everyone's enjoyment." Then he politely said to the patrolling disciples, "Thank you, Taoist friend."
"It's okay, it's our job." The patrolling disciple replied, and then left.
Jing Yingrong put down her chopsticks.
"Bill, please."
Stepping out of the restaurant door, Jing Yingrong was stopped before she took two steps.
"Junior sister Jing."
Jing Yingrong turned around and saw a strange man walking towards her. Behind him was the male disciple who had threatened her after getting off the flying boat.
Jing Yingrong: "Who are you?"
The man smiled slightly and said, "I am Qiao Yi."
Jing Yingrong: "Do you know me?"
Qiao Yi said: "I have never seen it before, but this time only a few people from the outer sect passed the single-person assessment. Junior Sister Jing's color is unparalleled, so she can guess closely."
Jing Yingrong nodded and looked at the male disciple behind him.
The injuries on the man's hands had healed, and no scars were left. But when Jing Yingrong looked over, he couldn't help but his face changed slightly, his body trembled, he lowered his head and moved, trying to use Qiao Yi's body to block him.
Jing Yingrong withdrew her gaze, looked at Qiao Yi, who had perfect cultivation of the golden elixir, and said, "Are you here to avenge him?"
Qiao Yi was stunned for a moment and then denied it: "No, I'm here to apologize to Junior Sister Jing."
Jing Yingrong: "Apologise?"
Qiao Yi nodded, turned around, grabbed the male disciple and pulled him forward, saying, "My brother is blind and has caused trouble to you, Junior Sister. I hope Junior Sister will not argue with him."
After saying that, he glanced at the male disciple with slightly cold eyes.
The male disciple shook his shoulders and hurriedly said to Jing Yingrong: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was so anxious to make a contribution that I lost my head. Master Mirror... Miss Jing, please pay attention and don't be as knowledgeable as me."
