Outrageous! The host took out an S item in the novice world?

Yun Lie never saw that strange ghost cultivator again.

However, two days later, he heard some news.

It turned out that the ghost cultivator had not only looked for him, but had also looked for all the talented disciples of the new generation in Dao Sect, not even sparing Xiao Daowei.

This person is truly lawless, and doesn't even care about offending Dao Zong and Dongzhou Xiao Clan at the same time.

Yun Lie didn't know why, but he was inexplicably interested in the affairs of that ghost cultivator.

He even felt a little dissatisfied when he found out that he was not the only choice for ghost cultivator.

When he realized what was happening, he was numb and slapped himself on the face: Yun Lie, what are you thinking about?

What does that Ghost-Breaking Cultivator have to do with you?

Are you worthy of your master for having such vain thoughts?

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Zhuyin had a fight with the white-haired young man that day before leaving.

Her behavior was a great offense to Dao Sect. If she was allowed to leave easily, and word got out, other sects would not mention it, but Dingtian Sword Sect would definitely laugh at her.

After leaving Dao Zong, she felt that she had been exercising too much recently, so she found a secluded place with a beautiful environment and stayed there.

To put it nicely, it's called seclusion; to put it bluntly, it's called lying down.

Black Robe and Black Mist worked diligently outside to earn money, and regularly brought back news about their two little masters.

Dingtian Sword Sect.

After Yunxi established his foundation, he successfully completed the first trial in his life with his fellow disciples.

It was also the first time in his life that he drew his sword and killed a third-level monster.

Her hand holding the sword was steady, without any trembling.

The disciples of the Sword Sect who were watching began to howl like ghosts and wolves again:

"Killing a third-level peak monster in the early stage of foundation building, is this a natural sword bone?"

"Junior sister, is this really your first time to kill a monster? Why aren't you afraid at all? When I saw blood during my first trial, my hands were so weak that I almost couldn't hold the sword."

"Junior sister, aren't you afraid? A peak level three monster will suppress you, right?"

Yunxi carefully wiped the marks on the sword with a handkerchief and said casually, "Aren't you afraid? This monster looks familiar. I saw something similar when I was a child."

The monster on the ground is called Flamebird. It is about three meters tall and has extremely gorgeous scarlet feathers.

The flamingo is considered to be of high value among the monsters because of its beautiful feathers. Many monks who love beauty like to use its feathers to make robes.

"Have you seen something similar?" a senior sister asked curiously, "Are there also Flamebirds in Nandu?"

They all knew Yunxi's origins. This group of cultivators who had never been to Nandu were full of curiosity about the little junior sister's hometown.

Yunxi thought for a moment and said, "It just looks like a Flamebird, but it's not a Flamebird. I remember that bird was much bigger than this Flamebird, and its feathers were colorful and glowing. Its tail was very long and very beautiful."

She remembered something and added, "The meat is especially delicious!"

This can be said to be a heartfelt statement. After all, the whole family had been eating meat for quite a while at that time, and the two little ones who were a bit picky about food never got tired of it at all.

Now that the trial was over, the disciples had nothing to do, so they simply gathered together to chat.

"Colorful feathers are rarely seen among birds and monsters..."

Not to mention the glowing feathers.

The group of people thought about it and laughed, "Little Junior Sister probably rarely saw monsters when she was a child, so she remembered it wrongly, or maybe her memory embellished it?"

"Yes, a bird-like monster with colorful feathers that can glow. After thinking about it, I think it must have the bloodline of the phoenix."

The phoenix is a mythical beast.

The bloodline of a divine beast, even if it is the lowest level, as long as it grows to adulthood, it will at least be a seventh-level demon beast.

The third-level monster is equivalent to the foundation-building stage of a cultivator.

A seventh-level demon beast is comparable to a human cultivator who has reached the state of divine enlightenment.

Junior sister’s master is just a foundation-building cultivator, how could she have the chance to see a seventh-level monster?

Not to mention, Junior Sister also said that the monster meat was delicious.

The meat of a seventh-level monster?

They want to eat too!

The group of people laughed, but no one laughed at Yunxi. They just thought she remembered it wrong.

Yunxi gently touched the jade bracelet on her wrist without refuting.

She and her senior brother were born smart, had photographic memories, and possessed first-class memory.

Not to mention such a fragrant monster, even some insignificant things in her life over the past fifteen years, when she recalled them, were very clear, as if they happened yesterday.

In fact, when she was sorting out the things in the jade bracelet, she found a box containing many of her childhood toys.

One of them was a brightly colored, radiant feather shuttlecock. If I remember correctly, it was made by the master using the feathers of the monster.

She resisted the urge to take out the shuttlecock, but thought to herself that when she had some free time one day, she would take it to a shop and ask someone to take a look at it.

However, the way Dingtian Sword Sect trains its disciples is really brutal. To put it simply, they are trying to test your limits. If they cannot test your limits, then it is definitely because the pressure is not great enough.

After learning about Yunxi's performance in the first trial, Yunxi was directly thrown to the care of the senior brothers and sisters who were at a higher level. Every time they went out, they would bring this little tail with them.

The elder gave a nice excuse: Follow your senior brothers and sisters to broaden your horizons and hone your practical skills.

This exercise lasted for several months.

Tired, really tired.

The effect is really good.

Let Yunxi himself say that his current self can easily kill three of his former selves a few months ago with one sword.

She looks easy to talk to, but how can she be a soft and cute girl since she was raised by Zhu Yin?

In fact, the two brothers and sisters are both very proud of each other.

The sect wanted to train her, so she accepted. For more than half a year, she followed the senior disciples to complete nearly twenty trial missions without a single day of rest.

Finally, the sect gave in and gave her a seven-day vacation, telling her to stop being so tense and just relax.

Yunxi remembered the thought that flashed through his mind before, and prepared to disguise himself the next day and ask someone to take a look at the shuttlecock.

In fact, there were many more things in her storage bracelet, but the little girl was keenly aware that they could not be shown to others easily, so she kept them tightly covered.

However, the next day, before she could go out, a senior sister who was usually very kind to her came to her yard with a serious look on her face.

The senior sister is a rare gentle person in the Sword Sect. She has a round face and is always smiling. She stands out among the group of cool guys and girls in the sect.

But she didn't smile today. There was an imperceptible heartache and pity in her eyes as she looked at the little girl.

Yunxi has always been sensitive, and she felt uneasy: "Senior Sister, what happened?"

The senior sister patted her shoulder gently and whispered, "Go to Pojun Hall. Elder Long wants to see you."

Yunxi looked at her senior sister's expression, pursed her lips, nodded, turned around and went to Pojun Hall.

Her heart was pounding fast, and when she approached the magnificent palace, she felt so timid that she didn't dare to step in.