"That's strange... She just got this thing in her hands not long ago. I see that she usually lives in the sect except the medical center where you stay. How come there is nothing there? Is it possible that she noticed this in advance?"
The man holding the sword ventured to guess.
Chen Zeshen said this was unlikely and shook his head: "This thing can only be useful if it is in our hands. Jiang Su is a newcomer to the situation and will not know what happened between us."
The man in black crossed his chest with his hands and held the sword in front of him. He raised his eyebrows slightly and said softly, "Did you say it?" Was the implication exposed?
Chen Zeshen's eyes turned cold as he looked at him, "Huh, it's a failure. This time I saw that my plan was more than half successful, so you started to throw dirty water on me?"
"Are you on the verge of failure? Do you really think you will succeed?" The man in black robe said calmly, and there was pity in his eyes when he looked at Chen Zeshen.
"Xu Yan!" Chen Zeshen suddenly shouted angrily.
"Don't look at me like that! Isn't it because of your inaction that we are where we are today?!"
The man in the pink shirt is rarely angry. He has always hidden his emotions very well. He has been holding his head for a long time, but it will not show up in a moment.
Is he really angry or...
The man in black robe gave him face, and comforted him at the right time: "Don't be angry, every time you and I discuss this, we will inevitably have a quarrel. No matter whether it is success or failure this time, I have no complaints, and I will listen to you."
The man in black robe looked at the lines at the corners of his robe, and there was a faint light flickering and gradually dimming.
"The rune will expire within five breaths. It's time for me to leave. I will continue to keep an eye on the movements of Jiang Su and the people around her. You must be careful here."
After finishing speaking, the man in black robe made a secret with his fingertips, turned around and left with his sword in hand, disappearing from Chen Zeshen's eyes.
"...This kind of thing will never fail..."
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"Look! The sword cultivators at Sword Peak this year are still wearing the clothes from five years ago! The man in the middle has black clothes that have turned gray after washing."
"Hahahahaha I knew they wouldn't be able to save money in five years!"
"You don't understand. Jianfeng's path of immortality is different from ours. If we want to write good talismans, we need cinnabar-red brushes, smooth brush hairs, and good talisman paper." land……"
A Fu cultivator who was laughing and joking at the side suddenly interrupted: "Hey Ji Yunjian, what's the matter with you? Why are you talking to Xini again? We agreed that we must step on Jianfeng. , you want to suddenly appear as a peacemaker again?"
The disciple who was called Ji Yunjian laughed when he heard this, and subconsciously touched his forehead, "Damn, we are all from the same sect, so we can't say harsh words."
"Hmph, I think it's not because you are from the same class that you can't say harsh words. I think you don't want to say bad things about your sister An!"
Ji Yunjian's ears immediately turned red when he heard this.
When the Fu Xiu saw Ji Yunjian's appearance, he wanted to go around him to make fun of him.
"You guys are so talkative, how did you get into Taoism?"
A sharp female voice suddenly sounded, and several people focused their attention on the place where the voice came from. They saw a young girl in Tsing Yi stepping on a hatchet, making a secret with one hand and holding the other behind her back.
It's Jiang Su.
After hearing Jiang Su's words, Fu Xiu didn't make a fuss. Instead, he greeted enthusiastically: "It turns out to be Junior Sister Jiang! Is Junior Sister Jiang also here to participate in the sect competition today?"
Fu Xiu has a filter for Jiang Su, or in other words, the entire Shifang Sect disciples have a filter for her.
These people don't know how many times they have participated in sect competitions. Five years ago, Jiang Su was a ten-year-old baby. Before that, he was a five-year-old baby. The cultivation of monks is fleeting. They still think that Jiang Su is... The little junior sister who saved the newborn baby from Uncle Kufeng's family.
"..."
Aren't these people afraid of scolding? Such a good temper?
"Yes. I will play." Jiang Su pointed out clearly. I'm participating in the competition this time. Don't talk to me anymore, you bunch of gossips.
Fu Xiu, Ji Yunjian and others stepped on their magic weapons, heard the words and flew to Jiang Su's side, and started talking to each other.
"Hey, what is Junior Sister Jiang competing for? Is it your medical skills?! But you can also make elixirs, which should be one of the medical elixirs."
"What you said, isn't it possible that Junior Sister Jiang is going to have two big competitions?"
"That's right, Junior Sister Jiang's daily alchemy refining is not inferior to those of those who practice alchemy. The flavors of the spiritual pills are all kinds of weird and varied. I have never seen anyone who has the same idea of refining alchemy as Junior Sister Jiang!"
"..."
It wouldn’t be called weird. It’s just apple flavor, orange flavor, banana flavor, watermelon flavor. I haven’t come up with any pot meat flavor, hot pot chicken flavor, or barbecue flavor.
"Wait a minute..." Thinking of this, Jiang Su frowned, looking through a few people's eyes and thinking, "I can make some commonly eaten food-flavored elixirs??! This sick thing is currently cultivating." No one in the world sells it!!! Neither does Miaoshou Tang!"
Jiang Su muttered, but even if the voice reached the ears of several people, they couldn't understand it. What kind of food, what kind of disease, what kind of Miaoshoutang?
Isn't that a medicine shop in town?
"Why did you surround Little Junior Sister Jiang in the air?" A soft and gentle voice sounded.
It's Zhang Yunsheng.
These people all belong to Fu Feng, and they naturally obey the senior sister's advice on weekdays, just like a son seeing the housekeeper's father, pointing out where to hit, and saying what it is.
Their senior sister Zhang hates Jianfeng’s senior brother! They are facing the disciples of Jianfeng!
Except for Ji Yunjian, a traitor who fell in love with sword cultivator Tong An.
Jiang Su curled up his lips and smiled when no one was paying attention, with a hint of cunning flashing in his eyes.
"I know, they say that the people in Jianfeng are poor and the clothes they wear are still from five years ago!"
I'm going to file a complaint!
When these Fu cultivators saw Jiang Su turning around, they told Zhang Yunsheng what they had said before. They froze instantly and looked at the instigator.
"Junior sister... why are you complaining to senior sister again..."
Unexpectedly, Zhang Yunsheng nodded slightly and said seriously: "I see, I didn't expect them to be so poor now... It's really outrageous."
"I'm going to leave first and go to see Liu Yunqing. If his clothes are the same as what a few people said, I have to be careful in the competition, lest I damage his clothes and he won't have to wear them anymore. .”
After saying this, Zhang Yunsheng no longer cared about Jiang Su's waiting, and quickly flew towards the main peak hall.
"???"
"..."
If his clothes are ruined, why don't you just compensate him? Zhang Yunsheng, where did your hegemonic attributes go? ? ?
Upon seeing this, the other people gathered around Jiang Su again.
"Junior Sister Jiang, you are being unreasonable. Every time you turn around and complain to Senior Sister, we returned to the peak many times and she really taught us a lesson." The Fu Cultivator complained, looking like he couldn't control the worries of the child. .
No, I don't understand why you are not angry? Aren't you talkative?
