Fantastic Fantasy: The Daughter of Cloud Raising Luck at the Opening

Li Shanzong.

Sword Mountain.

This is the highest point of the Lishan sect, which means the highest point of swordsmanship in the world.

Although it is a bit bragging, it is generally correct. After all, the leader of the world's swordsmanship is the elder of the Lishan Sect, and Bai Yi, who ranks second among the swordsmen in the world, also came from this place, not to mention the fact that he was born out of nowhere. A lifetime of geniuses.

The path of the sword has killed the most in ancient times.

Originally, the Lishan Sect was the kind of sect that was deep in the mountains and old forests and didn't care about world affairs, but in recent years, for some unknown reason, it seemed to be competing with the Lishan Sword Sect.

Just like getting Jianshan at this time.

Jianshan is like an upside-down long sword, with the hilt on the ground and the blade pointing directly at the sky, as if there will be enemies from outside the sky.

Xia Emei is holding an iron sword on the left side of Jianshan Gauntlet, and Bai Yi is holding a wooden sword on the right.

With her hands behind her back, Gongsun Ning slightly frowned and looked at the two above.

They are in a fight, or a test.

The two are in the same realm, Bai Yi is in front, and Shui Miao only needs to defeat his brother's wooden sword with an iron sword to qualify.

But after half an hour, let alone defeat, Xia Emei didn't even touch a corner of Bai Yi's clothes.

This will not work.

Gongsun Ning's brows were tightly furrowed, knowing that Yi deliberately leaked so many flaws, but this girl either didn't see it or couldn't catch it.

Concerned?
"Hey!"

Xia Emei jumped up lightly, holding the iron sword in one hand, and posed in the most direct way.

Bai Yi frowned, raised his hand and returned the sword.

The iron sword was hit hard, and hit the ground with a bang, and after turning around several times, it was inserted into the soft soil on the ground.

Xia E looked at the iron sword on the ground in a daze, and then at Kong Luoluo's hands. In the end, he could only hold the corner of his clothes tightly, and lowered his head helplessly.

"Come down."

Gongsun Ning's heart softened, and she simply turned around and stopped looking.

Practicing sword these days has not only had no effect at all, but has a tendency to regress?

"Oh."

Xia Emei pursed her lips in response.

"Junior Sister, your heart is too disturbed."

Bai Yidao: "The heart of the sword is not stable, you can't hold the sword, what are you thinking about?"

"……nothing."

Xia Emei raised her head, but hesitated to speak.

When the two were walking down, a sound suddenly exploded in midair.

"Diabolo, still not coming to see me?"

What is this sound? !
Xia Emei suddenly raised her head to look in the direction of the sound, always feeling a little familiar, but also a little weird.

"Brother?"

Xia Emei looked at Bai Yi expectantly, and Pitu got the answer she wanted from him.

Bai Yi spread his hands, "Probably not."

"By the way, master, isn't this diabolo the name of the suzerain? Who dares to be so disrespectful."

"is her."

Gongsun Ning narrowed her eyes slightly, a pair of golden eyes shone with a different kind of brilliance.

"I do not know."

Hearing this, Bai Yi suddenly became nervous, "Could it be that someone attacked the sect?"

The scene of the guarding sect trembling violently just now was firmly in his mind, but just now when Gongsun Ning said nothing happened, Bai Yi didn't take it to heart.

"Probably not."

Gongsun Ning shook her head, and suddenly frowned.

The scene in front of him had a wonderful change, the Sovereign Diabolo actually bent down and hugged the young man lazily?
Where did it fly to? Could it be the trick of the enemy?

Gongsun Ning suddenly felt something was wrong, she quickly called out the flying sword, and told the two disciples, "Practice the sword well, and wait for the master to come back."

After the words fell, Gongsun Ninghuahong left.

"Master, where did you go?"

Seeing that Gongsun Ning left, Xia Emei immediately rubbed her tingling arms on the ground just like the teacher was constantly naughty with the students when she left.

"do not know."

Bai Yi shook his head, stretched out his hand to squeeze his chin, and recalled: "I always feel familiar..."

"Really."

Xia Emei thought for a moment, and then suggested, "Why don't we follow along?"

"How?"

Bai Yi was a little confused.

Gongsun Ning is a well-known leader in swordsmanship in the whole world, and his terrifying cultivation base is even more unpredictable. How can he keep up with it?
"stupid."

Xia Emei got up and patted the dust stuck to her clothes, "Since that person is calling for the suzerain, he must go to the suzerain hall in the end, we just need to wait there."

"But the master said that he will check our homework later..." Bai Yi hesitated.

However, there was still a strong impulse in his heart that stimulated him to take a look.

"Do you want to go?"

Xia Emei directly resorted to a unique move, "I'm going anyway, at worst, I'll be scolded by the master again."

Seeing that Bai Yi was still unwavering, Xia Emei patted her butt and prepared to leave.

"go with!"

Bai Yixin hesitated, anyway, he would be scolded for improper practice, and he would be scolded for failing to watch his junior sister, why don't you go and have a look, maybe you can find something interesting.

"hey-hey."

Xia Emei rubbed her hands excitedly, "Brother, hurry up Yujian, let's go quickly, or it will be too late."

……

The Sovereign Hall at this time.

Inside a house in the backyard.

The suzerain diabolo placed Wei Zi on the wooden bed, stretched out his hands and talked about it.

"you……"

Before Wei Zi'an could finish his sentence, he felt his eyes go dark and passed out.

All pale pink phantoms slowly floated out of Wei Zi'an's body.

This strand of soul is exactly Tu Shanqing, the king of the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

"Long story short."

As soon as he came out, Tu Shanqing said sullenly with a sullen face.

"hey-hey."

Diabolo smiled, stretched out his hand and poked the pink phantom, complaining, "It's been years since I saw you, why do you still have such a bad temper?"

"It's always been, if you don't want to listen, just get out."

Tu Shanqing snorted, "I'm very busy, but I'm not as leisurely and elegant as your suzerain, who has nothing to do, cooks and cooks, goes out to have fun, and hurry up to talk about anything."

Even though she said that, her tone softened significantly.

"alright."

Diabolo curled his lips, thinking in his heart, I'm not so idle, okay, being a suzerain is also very tiring.

"What's the boy's name?"

Looking at Wei Zian who was lying on the bed, a trace of tenderness flashed in Diabolo's eyes.

"Wei Zi'an, Mr.'s third disciple, heir to my mantle."

Tu Shanqing was all smiles, with a bit of pride in his tone.

"Tut tsk tsk." Diabolo shook his head playfully with a smile, "Don't ask me to call him brother-in-law."

"Damn girl, let's go."

Tu Shanqing's face was serious, as if he was a little angry.

"No kidding."

Diabolo softened, "Tell me, what do you need me to do?"

"Aren't you ready?" Tu Shanqing asked back.

Diabolo was silent for a while, but after a while, he nodded emphatically.

"It's still come this far."

Tu Shanqing said lightly: "This is a preordained thing."