Immortal Cultivation Simulation, I'm Not a Bad Woman

"But rest assured, Elder. She was also seriously injured by my disciples. If she were to meet the Three Heroes of Miaoyin later, she would definitely not last more than ten moves and would be wiped out in an instant."

Zhou Rui said this in a majestic manner.

As he spoke, he kept gesturing with his one arm, looking calm.

There is indeed a heroic spirit of honoring defeat.

This atmosphere infected everyone.

This made the elders and disciples present truly believe in Zhou Rui's extraordinaryness.

There are only three elders of Jian Ji Sect.

I feel that this person's tone of voice is vague and doesn't sound truthful.

They agreed.

These ridiculous reasons must have been fabricated by this person to save face.

But they didn't expose it.

Just watching it all with a smile.

After all, we will soon know who will be thrown out.

Seeing that the three people from Jian Ji Zong were silent.

Master Tashan thought that Zhou Rui was right, that Lu Zhiqiu was not as strong as everyone imagined, and he couldn't help but feel very happy.

He clapped his hands and cheered:

"it is good!"

"I knew it was possible for you to lose to a disciple from a seventh-rank sect. It turns out the other party must have played a treacherous trick."

"After the competition, I and the other elders will rebuild your arm."

"Now, please follow me and witness how the treacherous Lu Zhiqiu was defeated by the Three Heroes of Miaoyin."

Master Tashan warmly invited Zhou Rui to stay and witness how the place was recovered.

The other elders of the Huangyin Sect.

There was also anticipation in his eyes.

They seemed to have already seen the miserable scene where Lu Zhiqiu was thrown out of the secret realm by the three heroes of Miaoyin.

Zhou Rui had no choice but to agree.

But the elders didn't notice.

Zhou Rui's expression was stiff and ugly because he had a vague premonition.

It will be thrown out later.

I'm afraid it's not Lu Zhiqiu, but the three arrogant and arrogant Miaoyin masters.

By the time.

How could he cover up his lie?

I'm afraid he will be beaten to death by his own Nascent Soul father.

Although my father only showed up and spoke a few words at the beginning of the competition because he was injured, he spent the rest of the time in seclusion in the cave.

But if he performs too badly.

It is also possible that his father was so angry that he had to come out and beat him up.

……

In the Huangyin secret realm.

After accepting Zhou Rui's later batch of supplies.

The disciples of Jianji Sect looked at Lu Zhiqiu with great admiration.

Even Wu Mengyu, who had been watching Lu Zhiqiu's performance, smacked his lips and muttered:

"I never thought that you, Junior Sister Lu, have such a sinister side."

"Blackmail is one thing, but you have to blackmail me twice."

Lu Zhiqiu chuckled:

"Isn't this all for the sect?"

"The Huang Yin Sect is plotting something ill, so we'll just take it as interest."

A disciple of the Sword Extreme Sect was so excited that his eyebrows danced with joy, his whole body trembling with excitement:

“It’s so refreshing.”

"A few years ago, this person also came to Jian Ji Sect once, under the pretext of a disciple exchange."

"In fact, they just beat us and humiliated us."

"It was really satisfying to see him get humiliated today."

The other disciples also nodded in agreement.

Lu Zhiqiu was a little surprised:

"Oh? Wasn't your Senior Sister Wu here at the time? If they really had to fight, this Zhou Rui would never be her match."

Wu Mengyu rolled her eyes at her and said:

"I only joined the sect four years earlier than you. The incident they're talking about probably happened six or seven years ago. I don't even know where I was back then."

Lu Zhiqiu nodded thoughtfully.

Wu Mengyu was picked up by Sun Dianyun in the mountains.

And she only has memories of the period after she joined the Jian Ji Sect.

He had no idea what he had experienced in the mountains, where he had lived before, or when he was born.

Whatever.

Lu Zhiqiu didn't want to dwell on these unanswered questions.

She waved.

He signaled everyone to rest where they were.

A disciple was surprised:

"Shouldn't we keep going?"

"I think there are still many magical treasures and talismans hidden in this Huangyin Secret Realm. We can continue to collect them and make some money."

Lu Zhiqiu shook his head and said:

"somebody is coming."

The words fell.

Everyone felt a sharp, piercing force coming from the horizon.

The three of them landed together.

The two men and one woman were none other than the three heroes of the Miaoyin Sect who had clashed with them before.

Lu Zhiqiu sarcastically said:

"You guys have been here for a while, and you just watched Zhou Rui being bullied by me without coming up to help?"

The frail man coughed and chuckled:

"Can you sense we're nearby? Not bad of you."

"But he was bullied by you, what does it have to do with me? We are not from the Huangyin Sect, and we have no responsibility or obligation to save him."

"If you insist there's a mission."

"That's just to snipe you and prevent you from obtaining the qualification to refine your heart and yellow spring."

"After all, it sounds better for the Royal Yin Sect to be defeated by a fifth-grade sect than by a seventh-grade sect."

Lu Zhiqiu shook his head and said:

"Then let's fight quickly and end it quickly."

"I want to see what Lianxin Huangquan looks like sooner rather than later."

The strong man sneered:

"It's shameless to talk big."

The three of them looked at each other, and without further ado, each took out an instrument and started playing on the spot.

The sick man plays the flute, and the strong man plays the pipa.

The woman in yellow quietly took out a guqin.

For a while.

The world was filled with music, and everyone subconsciously covered their ears.

But then they discovered that something was wrong.

"I...my hands won't obey me."

"Me too. This music is making my body more and more excited, and it's almost out of my control."

Everyone was in a panic.

Some people have even begun to be pulled by their own hands and feet, and passively collide with their fellow disciples.

Faced with such chaos.

Lu Zhiqiu rubbed his brows and looked at Wu Mengyu and said:

"Is it okay for you to guard these junior brothers and sisters?"

Wu Mengyu snapped his fingers:

"Got it."

Say it.

She pressed her hand between her eyebrows, and a golden light burst out, forming a transparent barrier in the air, covering the disciples of Jian Ji Sect.

Echoing melody.

After touching the barrier, it turned from invisible into visible waves and was blocked outside.

The Jianji Sect disciple who was about to lose control also returned to normal.

They were breathing heavily.

"The fifth-grade Miaoyin Sect is indeed extraordinary."

"This force is much greater than the oppressive feeling Zhou Rui gave us just now."

A female disciple wiped the sweat from her forehead, took a deep breath and sighed.

"Yes."

"Senior Sister Wu, don't worry about us. Go help Senior Sister Lu. She's being besieged by three powerful Foundation Establishment warriors. It would be terrible if she got hurt."

Another disciple also shouted at Wu Mengyu.

Wu Mengyu just yawned, stroked her hair and said:

"What do you mean by being besieged? I didn't see anything?"

"I only saw your Senior Sister Lu surrounding the three people on the opposite side."

On the field.

Lu Zhiqiu confronted the three heroes of Miaoyin alone.

Not affected by the music at all.

The yellow-clothed woman's expression became more serious, and she said softly: