Chapter 3 Wen Qin on Fuyun Mountain

Style: Heros Author: Nine Masters of Mountains and SeasWords: 3111Update Time: 24/01/19 09:22:15
"ah!"

Screams came one after another suddenly from the front.

Lu Xiaojing's attention was quickly attracted to the river water under the raft. The river water fluctuated abnormally, which was probably a bad omen.

In the blink of an eye, Wen Qin was dragged down the river by the unknown monster.

"Ah! Save me! Save me!"

Seeing this, Lu Xiaojing hurriedly took off the Thousand Machine Rope from his arm, held the end of the rope in his hand, and threw it hard towards Wen Qin's position.

The next second, Wen Qin emerged from the water with the Qianji Rope, his wet body drew an arc in the air, and then fell heavily at Lu Xiaojing's feet.

Several young men on the bamboo raft suddenly pointed to the water and shouted.

"What it is!"

Lu Xiaojing lowered his eyes and saw that the bamboo raft was surrounded by densely packed small black fish. The scene was a bit nerve-wracking.

The ninth form of Dragon Roar Kung Fu - Dragon Roar for Nine Heavens!

As she waved her palms lightly, a phantom of a swimming dragon hovered over the bamboo raft. The next moment, it leaned into the river and blew up the water around the bamboo raft by a foot.

Hundreds of live fish turned into corpses in an instant.

Seeing that there were still small black fish gathering towards them one after another, she could only continue to use her palms. When her internal strength was about to be exhausted, those small black fish seemed to have finally completed their mission and scattered away.



Wenqin glared at Lu Xiaojing fiercely.

"I will never thank you!"

Lu Xiaojing stretched out his hand directly towards her.

"One hundred taels, two clear."

Wen Qin was so angry that she gritted her teeth. She took off the blood jade bracelet from her wrist and threw it directly to her.

"Xuanjing, right? I remember you!"

Lu Xiaojing wouldn't have saved her if he wasn't afraid of affecting his own assessment results. But with Wen Qin's nature, even if he saved her without expecting anything in return, she wouldn't be grateful. I owe each other.

"Brother Xuan, your leg is injured."

Lu Xiaojing lowered her eyes and saw that there was indeed blood oozing out from her calf. The wound was obviously bitten by a small black fish, but she didn't notice it at all.

Others wanted to help, but she immediately declined.

"No, I can do it myself."

Young Master A stared at her wounds, fascinated.

"Brother Xuan, why is your blood dark red? Those fish should not be poisonous. Miss Wen's blood color is normal."

Kakoi is very defensive.

“Everyone is beautiful or ugly, and it’s not surprising that blood has different colors.”

Several young masters nodded in agreement.

"Too."



After the test, everyone's scores suddenly appeared in the void.

Lu Xiaojing ranked 62nd with a score of 65 points, and several young masters with him also successfully entered the top 99.

Wenqin has a dual spiritual root and has an innate advantage, but her ranking is behind Lu Xiaojing, so she is naturally unwilling to do so.

"Elder, Xuanjing's blood is highly poisonous. If he stays in the sect, it will be a threat to the lives of other disciples."

There were several elders standing on top of the high level. They usually held different opinions, but today they miraculously reached a consensus. After checking Lu Xiaojing's pulse, they all agreed that she should not be left behind.

"Although the poison in his body is not fatal to cultivators, it still requires a large amount of spiritual elixirs to detoxify. If he has a single spiritual root, it is not impossible to waste thousands of rare elixirs on him, but the spiritual roots in his body are It’s a fake spiritual root, what a pity.”

"The purity of the pseudo-spiritual roots is extremely low, and the cultivation speed is extremely slow. He will not be able to reach the stage of foundation building in his lifetime. Keeping him will indeed do more harm than good."

Kakoi didn't argue for himself from beginning to end.

Although this feeling of having your destiny in the hands of others is uncomfortable, there is nothing you can do about it.

When Lu Xiaojing left, she passed by Wen Qin, who stopped her directly and said arrogantly.

"Keep my blood jade bracelet before you leave!"

Although she didn't know how she guessed that she was poisonous, for Lu Xiaojing, it was okay to make money, but letting her bleed was absolutely not allowed.

"Miss Wen, I saved your life anyway. It's okay for you to be ungrateful, but you still used such despicable means to force me out. Even if you are a relative of the leader, you can't bully others like this."

"you--"

"We meet in mountains and rivers, Miss Wen, we will definitely meet again."

Lu Xiaojing smiled at Wen Qin, and she wrote down this account.



After leaving the Tianlang Sect, Lu Xiaojing went directly to Shimen City, found a restaurant, ordered a few meat dishes, and was about to have a feast when someone unexpectedly took a seat next to him.

"Little brother, we are destined to meet each other. Are you interested in coming to Peach Blossom Sect?"

The other person looked to be about forty years old, had a goatee, and was dressed simply.

This man was quite familiar. He picked up the jug and poured himself a glass of wine. He was about to clink glasses with her and drink, but she grabbed her wrist, snatched it back, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Not interested in."

Goatee swallowed and continued to lobby.

"Although our Peach Blossom Sect has few disciples, in terms of resources, we will definitely not have more wolves and less meat than the Tianlang Sect. Little brother, you might as well consider it again."

Just as Lu Xiaojing was about to refuse, several Tianlang Sect disciples suddenly broke in from outside.

"He's here!"

They were approaching menacingly, obviously with bad intentions.

"You brat, if you dare to steal Junior Sister Wen's bracelet, you are looking for death!"

Lu Xiaojing turned his head and found that the goatee had already disappeared.

This is too unreliable.

Lu Xiaojing drank all the wine in his glass and called the waiter to pay and pack.

"You want to kill me? There are too many people here, so we can't do it. Let's change places."

Several Tianlang Sect disciples were led outside the city by Lu Xiaojing.

Although she had great skills, she was completely vulnerable to spells. When they raised their swords to stab her, she closed her eyes and waited for Xuan Ying to take action.

Xuan Ying didn't show his face, and the wind of his palm sent them flying several feet away.

The disciples of the Heavenly Wolf Sect looked astonished and said, "Retreat!"

Lu Xiaojing caught a glimpse of a gray figure from the corner of her eye, and the goatee quietly followed her out of the city. She turned her eyes, and she was a little more thoughtful than usual.

"Thank you...Master for coming to the rescue!"

Goatee was slightly startled, and after hesitating for a few seconds, he took the risk and accepted her.

"My name is Song Nianfeng. I am 43 years old. I have only two apprentices. From now on, you will be their third junior apprentice!"



The Peach Blossom Sect is thousands of miles away from the Tianlang Sect. The sect is hidden in a peach blossom forest. There are no magnificent palaces and no impressive sect disciples. It is completely different from the Tianlang Sect.

Although Lu Xiaojing was mentally prepared, he was still shocked by the sect's defeat.

Song Nianfeng brought her to Gongshan Hall. She was obviously an elder of the sect, but she was talking down to a minor steward.

"This is my new apprentice, named Xuan Jing."

The steward directly threw him two hundred low-level spiritual stones with a hesitant expression.

"If he doesn't stay in the sect for less than a year, these two hundred spiritual stones will be deducted from your monthly salary!"

Song Nianfeng repeatedly promised, "Don't worry, I can definitely stay for a full year."

After leaving Gongshan Hall, Song Nianfeng left Lu Xiaojing a wooden plaque symbolizing his identity, "Master still needs to go down the mountain for something else. You can go directly to Fulu Pavilion to find your second senior brother."

Lu Xiaojing was very curious, "Have you tricked two apprentices into going up the mountain all these years?"

Song Nianfeng frowned deeply, "How can this be called cheating!"

Lu Xiaojing asked, "If you leave, who will teach me how to practice?"

Song Nianfeng directly stood up with his sword, "Master, lead me in. Cultivation is personal. There are books in my room that teach you how to introduce Qi into your body. You can figure it out for yourself."

Kakoi sighed.

Her master is really not unreliable at all.

-

After watching his master go away, Lu Xiaojing walked towards Fulu Pavilion.

What you see along the way are all ruins and potholes, which give you the impression that besides being desolate, you are... poor!

It seems that there is no hope of making money.

"No, I didn't eat it!"

There were several faint screams coming from the front.

Lu Xiaojing followed the sound and approached, only to see someone bullying someone outside the door of a room. The disciple who was beaten was a little stutterer, and he looked very honest and honest. Even though his nose and face were bruised and swollen after being beaten, he still refused to ask for mercy.

The attacker had a fat head and big ears, and while he was talking, he kicked the little stutter hard again.

"How dare you quibble!"

Lu Xiaojing had always kept to herself, and naturally she would not get into trouble for unrelated people, but the fat-headed man was obviously angry at her, a passer-by.

"What are you looking at! Which pavilion are you from! Why are you still wearing a mask? You're afraid of seeing people!"

Lu Xiaojing asked instead, "How to get to Fulu Pavilion?"

The fat-headed man became interested, "Fulu Pavilion? Are you Elder Song's disciple? What a coincidence, this thief is your senior brother!"

Lu Xiaojing's eyes turned and fell on 'Little Stutter'. The master said that the second senior brother's name was Cheng Qian. He was often bullied by his classmates because he was too honest. There was no doubt that it was him.

Cheng Qian was both happy and panicked, "I didn't steal it."

It was learned that the fat-headed man had lost two cultivation pills. Since Cheng Qian was on duty at Huanyi Pavilion today, the hat was placed on his head.

"Catch the thief and catch the stolen goods. Since you didn't see him stealing your elixir with your own eyes, you can't convict him."

Lu Xiaojing didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but due to Cheng Qian's status, he had no choice but to get involved, but the fat-headed man was very arrogant.

"In Peach Blossom Sect, my words are evidence! If I say he stole it, then he stole it!"

"what do you want?"

The fat-headed man swept Lu Xiaojing up and down and said disdainfully.

"Looking at how poor you are, I'm afraid you can't afford to pay for it. So, as long as you kneel back to Fulu Pavilion, kowtow every three steps, and shout that I am a fool, I will not care about this matter with you."

Kakoi frowned, "What if I refuse?"

The fat head man will point out the bones, "Then you agree with you!"