Fairy, return my flying sword to me

Chapter 85 Who is she to you? (Update )
"What did you say?!"

"That sword energy just now was actually sword intent?"

"Did anyone see him attack? What a fast sword!"

Not everyone in the field was a sword cultivator, so they could not clearly perceive the fleeting sword energy.

Only a sword cultivator could understand the true horror of that sword strike just now.

"It's sword intent... It's definitely sword intent! It's exactly the same as my junior master's sword aura! He actually has sword intent!"

"Could it be that he is carrying some magical instrument that can store sword intent?"

"Do you think the people of Zhengyang Sect are all fools? If they have a magic weapon, they can give it to anyone, why let a cultivator at the first level of Foundation Establishment use it? I was wondering how a cultivator at the first level of Foundation Establishment could represent the entire sect in battle, but it turns out that a genius swordsman suddenly appeared!"

"With the foundation-building level of cultivation and mastering the sword intent, this kid has unlimited future!"

"But he broke the hand of a disciple of Lingyun Sect. This is going to be difficult to deal with..."

Sure enough, a gloomy man in a slim-fitting black sect uniform suddenly leaped in front of Lin Jian. His cold eyes swept over Chunxue before he stared at Lin Jian and questioned, "Just because of a mortal like this, you cut off my junior brother's hand? Don't you think too highly of our Lingyun Sect? Fellow Daoist Lin Jian, who is this woman to you?! If you can't give me a reasonable explanation, I'm afraid one of us won't make it out of this forest alive!"

Upon hearing this, Hu Feifei, the leader of the Xianyi Sect, breathed a sigh of relief.

"The Lingyun Sect still has some sense of propriety."

Ping Sinan's implication was obvious. Lin Jian either had to give an explanation sufficient for him to step down, or hand over this mortal woman and let the matter go for the time being.

Otherwise, if a disciple's hand was broken just by a touch, the reaction would be too great, not to mention that this person was just a mortal. If they didn't stand up and show their attitude, people would think that their Lingyun Sect was weak and could be bullied.

Fortunately, this disciple was an accompanying disciple from Lingyun Sect, and not their main force participating in the competition, otherwise it might not have ended so well.

Next, it depends on what choice fellow Daoist Lin Jian makes.

It should be an easy choice between being a mortal companion and offending Lingyun Sect, right?

Hearing Ping Sinan's question, the four people from Zhengyang Sect who were about to take their stand paused, their eyes sparkling as they pricked up their ears, intending to listen to the gossip before going out to support their own people.

In the past, he was not well-known in the forest, and no matter what a marginal disciple did, it was difficult to attract other people's attention.

Not to mention spending the whole day with a mortal woman, even if he were to run naked in the street... no one would care except the law enforcement disciples.

But it’s different now. As Lin Jian’s reputation grows, his status in the sect skyrocketed, and he began to mind this mortal woman who had been following him.

Who are these women?
What is the relationship between her and Lin Jian?
Why do they have to be together all the time? Even fellow disciples aren't this close.

Unwilling to hear his question, Lin Jian glared at him angrily, "Just because of such a trivial matter, you dare to touch my token of initiation? Don't you take my Zhengyang Sect seriously? My fellow Taoist, who is this disciple to you?! If you can't give me a reasonable explanation, I'm afraid one of us will not be able to leave this forest alive!"

"Emmmm" Ping Sinan hesitated slightly, "Is this right?"

I always feel that this sounds familiar.

Besides, how could the token of entry into Taoism be a human?
What's more, you are in the foundation-building stage, what kind of path are you entering?

"Why is this wrong?!" Lin Jian put his hand on his waist, "Isn't the sword path the Tao? I was born with the sword spirit because of her, so isn't she the token of my entry into the Tao?"

Ping Sinan was shocked. "You developed your sword spirit because of her?"

"What? Not like? Do you think sword power is something so lowly? I used it instantly to save her just now. Isn't that proof?!"

"emmmm" Ping Sinan began to sweat coldly.

Because this story is so outrageous, it sounds like it's true and most people can't make it up.

Besides, what serious monk would keep a mortal by his side for no reason? This woman doesn’t look outstanding, at most she is a village girl... Doesn’t this prove that what he said is true!
If this mortal woman is really the token of this Taoist friend's entry into Taoism, then it can be said that she is the Taoist heart of this Taoist friend.

Once destroyed, it would mean the fall of a kendo genius.

If the Zhengyang Sect knew that a sword genius who could master the sword intent in the foundation-building stage had fallen at the hands of their Xianyi Sect, they would probably fight them to the death.

So the other party’s violent reaction seems really justifiable?
'Do you want to comfort the other person?'

'Or some compensation or something?'

"If a cultivator at the first level of the Foundation Establishment Stage can grasp the sword intent, then maybe I can comprehend some of it if I try my best?" "The compensation is from the sect, but the opportunity is mine..."

While he was daydreaming, Lin Jian waved his hand and said, "Go away if you have nothing to do. Don't disturb my keepsake from eating."

"Okay, brother!" Ping Sinan nodded and bowed, then pulled his junior brother and ran away.

The farce quickly died down, but amidst the lively socializing, more and more people were glancing at Haruyuki subtly.

Sword Intention...

It should be in time to develop the sword spirit first and then practice sword, right?
"You called me a thing?" Haruyuki blinked and stared at the forest after watching the crowd disperse.

"You are nothing."

"Oh~~ huh?"

"You are my lucky star, baby!"

"Hmm~" Chunxue nodded in satisfaction, her words slurred as she still had the spiritual food in her mouth. "You didn't react to the humiliation you just received, and now you're cutting off a sect disciple's hand for me. Will this get you into trouble later?"

"What are you thinking about?" Lin Jian immediately interrupted Pu Xinnu's fantasy and poked her head with a finger. "I've been holding it in since just now, otherwise how could this sword be so fast?"

"Awesome!" Li Qingyu also came over at this time, "Junior brother, you really don't wait for revenge."

"Overnight? Even overnight is too long for me. This guy was the first to find fault just now."

Bai Jingxuan tilted her head to the side, her face full of anticipation. "So, is she really your token of initiation?"

"Don't they look like it?" Lin Jian pulled Chun Xue's right hand and held it lightly beside his ear, scratching it. His bulging cheeks were filled with spiritual food.

"Like what?" Li Qingyu looked confused.

"Those lucky cats on the counters of the shops in the market!" Lin Jian said anxiously, "Haven't you noticed that your luck has improved since I brought her back? She's my lucky charm!"

...because it's so outrageous, it seems real.

It seems that after bringing her back, the senior brother's cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, he can master magic techniques at a glance, and he has even inexplicably comprehended the sword intent.

Li Qingyu and Bai Jingxuan looked at each other and saw absurd conviction in each other's eyes.

"It seems... that's the case?"

"Really...are we really that superstitious?" Yun Feiyang, who was listening in, had an interesting expression on his face, and his expression changed several times when he looked at Chunxue.

After hesitating for a moment, he suddenly fell down like a golden mountain or a jade pillar, and knelt down fiercely in worship of Chunxue, "Please, sir, bless me to form the golden elixir as soon as possible! Please, sir, bless me to form the golden elixir as soon as possible!"

I was eating when suddenly someone knelt down in front of me.

Chunxue, with the spiritual food in her mouth, looked at him blankly, then raised her head to look into the forest.

Without any instructions, she had no choice but to act freely. She raised her hand blankly and said, "Three...three days?"

Yun Feiyang's face was filled with joy, and he kowtowed again and again, "After the elixir is completed, I will come here to fulfill my wish, sir!"

Seeing this, Li Qingyu kicked him and said, "Why are you making a wish here?"

……

The handsome male cultivator in the corner withdrew his gaze and asked Sun Qinghan beside him with a smile, "So this is why you appointed him as the leader of this team?"

Sun Qinghan's eyes flickered, and he smiled noncommittally, "Isn't this enough?"

This is certainly not enough.

His outrageous understanding of magic, his outrageous speed in refining magic weapons, and even his outrageous spiritual strength.

During their time together, Sun Qinghan had witnessed many "surprises" from this junior fellow apprentice.

And in the next two days, it is time to give the other three sects a little shock from the first level of foundation building.

(End of this chapter)