Immortal Cultivation Simulation, I'm Not a Bad Woman

Talking to you in a nice tone is a sign of respect for you, but if you take advantage of it, you will be in trouble.

Look back.

The man in brocade robe looked at Miaofa Zhenren again and shook his hand gently.

In the void.

Then a weak man was caught.

It was the missing Master Duanhe.

When Miaofa Zhenren saw this, cold sweat slid down his forehead to his chin and then dripped to the ground.

My back was also completely soaked.

If he had known that a cultivator from the Void Refining Realm was coming, he would never have dared to act rashly.

Now that his trick has been exposed by the other party, he doesn't know how to end it.

He hesitated only for a moment.

Miaofa Zhenren decisively knelt down with a plop, and said with a mournful face:

"I am guilty and I deserve to die."

"I was possessed by a demon. Seeing that Jian Ji Sect had such a good disciple, I wanted to take him for myself."

"That's why I plan to carry Brother Duanhe away, leaving Jianji Sect speechless. Then I'll take advantage of the situation and attack. Please punish me, Senior."

The man in brocade robe narrowed his eyes and said disdainfully:

"Xu hasn't said anything yet, why are you so excited? Do you still look like the leader of a sect?"

Miaofa Zhenren was very depressed:

You are just a cultivator, and I am still acting like that in front of you. Aren’t I courting death?

But he had to put on a shy smile and echo the other person's words:

"You are right. I have no integrity. I will definitely change next time."

The man in brocade robe snapped his fingers.

Petals suddenly appeared all over the sky and earth, dancing in the air in a certain pattern.

then.

The petals actually wrapped up Miaofa Zhenren. Before he could react, the severe pain in his body made him scream like a pig being slaughtered.

Another moment passed.

The petals fade.

The Dharma name on Miaofa Zhenren's body was torn into pieces.

The upper body that originally had the Dharma name tattooed on it also became bloody. Miaofa Zhenren wanted to use his spiritual power to repair it, but found that his Dantian was as thin as the foundation.

The man in brocade robe said calmly:

"I have also heard of the Dharma Words Book, a magical treasure of the Faming Sect at the Refining Void level. The Dharma words recorded in it all contain profound Taoist meanings and are helpful for cultivation below the Refining Void level."

"Just borrow it for use."

Say it.

He then kneaded the Dharma words that he had just peeled off, and kept deforming them in the air.

The originally formed handwriting, under the smelting of the spiritual power of refining emptiness, turned into a pool of mysterious liquid again, like golden ink.

The man in brocade robe waved his hand again, and the sword returned.

He dipped the tip of his sword into ink and rewrote the two door couplets in the air.

[Clouds and mist rise from the green foothills, creating a cave for eternity]

[The Jade Sword returned to the cold stream can open up a whole realm of blue sky]

The door couplet at this time.

It seemed to come alive, swimming in the air.

Everyone present.

They all felt a strong sense of oppression from above.

This is the large character written by a cultivator of the Refining Void level using the Refining Void sword energy mixed with a Refining Void level magic weapon.

These twenty-two big characters.

Each one is enough to suppress a powerful god-level being.

Is this... the horror of Jian Ji Zong?

Inside the palace.

Countless people swallowed their saliva, their eyes flashing with horror.

I'm afraid that the Jianji Sect here will really do as the couplet says and open up a new world in the sky with their sword.

So what if the Miaoyin Sect has a Divine Transformation cultivator?

I can’t even match the big words in front of other people’s mountain gate.

Everyone imagined in their minds that a Divine Transformation cultivator came to cause trouble, but was suppressed by a large character that jumped out and was beaten until he vomited blood.

I couldn't help laughing.

The three heroes of wonderful music.

At this moment, they looked at each other, feeling both shocked and relieved.

No wonder the leader repeatedly reminded us not to meddle in other people's business during this trip.

It seems that the old man had met this great Lianxu master a long time ago and knew the extraordinary nature of the Jianji Sect here.

Think about this.

The three of them looked at Lu Zhiqiu, who was still chewing a chicken leg not far away, with envy.

With their intelligence, of course they can guess it.

This person must have come here for this Taoist successor.

I'm so envious.

If only I could become a member of a second-grade sect...

The three of them smiled bitterly and shook their heads.

If you want to join that kind of sect, you must have at least top-grade spiritual roots, or the best of the best spiritual roots, with special effects. Ordinary top-grade spiritual roots will probably not be looked down upon.

In the Jian Ji Sect.

It is estimated that the treasure bodies are all of medium level, and even if they are Taoist bodies, there are probably several of them.

They are ordinary top-grade spiritual roots.

It’s better to just focus on honing your skills in Miaoyin Sect.

Maybe in the future I can go to a third or fourth grade sect for further study, and I will be thankful.

……

outside the temple.

The man in brocade robe looked at the door couplet he had rewritten and nodded with satisfaction.

He flicked his finger.

These twenty-two words flew to the Huabiao pillar of the sect's Taoist temple and fell down.

The divine light is gone.

To anyone who looked at it, it looked like ordinary handwriting carved by an ordinary craftsman.

At most, the brushwork is somewhat extraordinary.

But everyone who witnessed this scene.

I’m afraid that in the future I won’t even dare to get close to the Huabiao, for fear that I might get beaten up if I say a word or two.

Miaofa Zhenren endured the severe pain and said respectfully:

"Senior, your door couplet is ready. I wonder if I can..."

"You can't go."

The man in brocade robe said with a smile.

But in the eyes of Miaofa Zhenren, his smile was like that of the evil ghost Rakshasa from hell, which frightened him again.

The man in brocade robe said calmly:

"A large part of your cultivation is due to the words in this book of words, which have elevated you."

"Now that you have lost your Dharma, your cultivation is like a tree without roots, and it will not last long."

"Why not benefit this spiritual vein?"

Miaofa Zhenren widened his eyes.

He couldn't believe his ears.

How could someone be so shameless.

Even if he lost his Dharma words and his spiritual power was weak, he could still recover within a few years or even decades after returning to the sect and using the Dharma Book to cultivate again.

For the monks, this was just a blink of an eye.

But if his cultivation can be stripped away, he will have to rebuild it completely.

He would have to spend at least several hundred more years. Even if the lifespan of a person in the Spirit Transformation Stage was two thousand years, how many hundreds of years would he have to squander?

Miaofa Zhenren made up his mind and said through gritted teeth:

"Senior, you are being unreasonable. You are not the only one in the world of immortal cultivation..."

Just as he was about to be tougher, he saw that the opponent's sword had stopped steadily at his neck. The sharp sword energy had even cut through his skin, oozing out traces of bright red!

"I don't want my cultivation anymore, please take it, Senior!"

this moment.

The fear of death was like a big hand, strangling him to death.

He was like a wild dog with broken bones, and finally lost all his temper.

The long sword was retracted.

The man in brocade robe smiled and said:

"That's right."

He raised his hand, and the immense power of the Divine Transformation of Miaofa Zhenren was drawn out, transforming into a golden ball of light, which he played with in his hand.

After playing with it for a while, he turned to look at Sun Dianyun and said:

"The spiritual energy here seems to be denser than what I understood... Did you bring the one from the Imperial Yin Sect here as well?"

Sun Dianyun replied respectfully:

"Exactly."

"After the fall of the Huangyin Sect, the spiritual vein became ownerless, so we took it and merged it with our sect's original spiritual vein."

"Although these two spiritual veins, if you trace them back... they both belong to the Royal Yin Sect."

When he said this, Sun Dianyun even laughed at himself.

The man in brocade robe also snapped his fingers and laughed:

"Not bad, not bad. This is what our Jian Ji Sect is like. Our Jian Ji Sect can handle anything except losses."