Years of ignorance of wine and dipped lips

Chapter 46 Come on!stand-alone

As soon as the words came out, the buzzing sound of weapons being handed over continuously came from the bottom of the cliff, getting louder and deafening. After seeing the scene in front of them clearly, the onlookers were all dumbfounded.

What was summoned was not a certain piece of martial arts, but a magnificent sword array composed of thousands of swords, many of whom were of the highest rank. The sword spirits kept flying up, surrounding Jing Nian, as if waiting for his choice.

But I have an intuition that these swords are not the martial arts that Jing Nian was waiting for.

Sure enough, a hurricane rose from the bottom of the cliff and swept away the sword spirit. At the eye of the wind was the whip I had seen in my dream. A plaything that binds me and tears my clothes.

It will never be mistaken, it is composed of several knives and silver rings, and the tail blade is particularly sharp. However, at this time, the tassel has not yet drunk blood, and it is still a clean sky blue, and the handle is like the texture of a cicada's wing after rain.The shattered perfect jade is in line with Jing Nian's sense of contradiction.

This is "knowledge".

The buzzing sound stopped abruptly, and then, the sword formation was scattered by the thorns and fell back down the cliff, as if a dazzling metal rainstorm had fallen, which lasted for a long time.As for me, I was blown to someone's feet by the huge aftermath of spiritual power.

Undoubtedly, the grade of knowing Jing is second to none.

But the only problem, with it, is a whip.

Without the martial arts of an immortal cultivator, it would be a whip, because it does not match the character of the immortal family, and it is more like a weapon of a demon cultivator.

Knowing Jing Nian's life experience, I am a little nervous, he won't be exposed, right?

Xue Jiajia obviously had the same idea as me. He rolled his eyes and stood up and said, "Nephew, although your weapon contains infinite divine power, it is only good at attacking, and it is not convenient for defending. Let's give it up for now and call a more suitable one next year." .”

Still clever, not only diverted attention, but also completed the task.

Jing Nian turned a deaf ear to it, and stretched out his hand to catch Jing Jing, the silver light on the tail blade was shining, and the whip was coiled in his hand obediently, Jing Nian said indifferently: "I have already taken a name, how can there be no reason not to?"

"Can--"

Xue Jiajia still wanted to persuade, but Jing Nian interrupted him abruptly.

"Uncle, there is no need to persuade me anymore, the disciple really likes to know the thorns."

Although he said he likes it, I feel that his mood has not improved.

Xue Jiajia sat down dejectedly.

I decided to take back my previous praise. I just knew that how could the IQ of social animals in the 21st century be comparable to robots in the 31st century?Let me figure it out.

Unfortunately, the plan has not kept up with the changes.

A mocking voice sounded above his head, "Of course you like whips, you despicable person."

I looked up, and the person speaking was a disciple of another sect, with resentment and jealousy in his eyes.Today he summoned a high-grade spirit sword, and he was proud of the spring breeze, but when the thorn came out, the limelight was overshadowed.

He turned to the people who didn't know why, and said, "Perhaps there are fellow Taoists who don't know that this Jing Nian was originally a servant who was responsible for leading the horse for his son. Does it match?"

There was an uproar all around, and all kinds of eyes were cast on Jing Nian, ranging from disdain to sympathy.

But no matter what, Jing Nian didn't want to see it. He walked alone in the dark for more than ten years, hiding the hideous scars under his bright appearance very well.

The blood scab was torn open in public like this, if someone else would have been furious right now.

However, Jing Nian laughed out loud, and the sword rain shone behind him, making his face as bright as a star, and his elegant demeanor unique.

"That's right, I, Jing Nian, have no other skills but serve people." He stroked the whip blade slowly and asked, "Immortal Chief, do you want to try it too?"

When the disciple was laughed at by him, he lost his mind and said in embarrassment: "Don't say anything stupid to me, if you don't accept it, come and have a competition!"

After saying that, he raised his sword and attacked, Jing Nian stood still, but with a flick of his wrist, Shi Jing swung it out like a broken bamboo, and when it touched the blade of the sword, it deflected suddenly and let go of its strength, the opponent was in a mess, The sword spirit has been entangled by the thorns, and the internal forces of the two sides collided with weapons as the medium. Jing Nian easily gained the upper hand. For a moment, blood spattered, and the tail blade penetrated the forearm of the sword holder.

He screamed, and the sword fell to the ground with a clang.

Jing Nian Shi Shiran withdrew his whip and asked: "Immortal Chief, why can't I hold the sword anymore, are you still here?"

The disciple gritted his teeth and glared at Jing Nian, maybe outsiders didn't understand it, but he knew it all too well, Jing Nian's internal force had brutally broken his meridian pulse with that blow just now, and he might never be able to use his sword again.

He hated and was afraid, he just spat out "Damn it!" for a long time, he lowered his head and picked up his sword to catch a glimpse of me, immediately he got angry from his gallbladder, and cursed, "Where is that dog blocking my way, get out of the way!"

Seeing that he was about to kick him, Xue Jiajia suddenly called out my name. "Qi Shijiu!"

When I came back to my senses, Jing Nian pinched the back of my neck and lifted me up.

"Uncle Xue, did you just call Brother Qi?"

"Yes, you have Qi Shijiu in your hand..."

Halfway through the conversation, he noticed my eager gaze, and changed his tune, "Hey, Qi Shijiu's dog."

I breathed a sigh of relief, no one can tell Jing Nian about becoming a dog. In addition to losing face, he has a bad mind. A schadenfreude.

Jing Nian said nonchalantly, "Oh, he has changed to a dog again? This bell is made with care."

Xue Jiajia smiled awkwardly, "Yes, it's not that you don't know that my apprentice, he never does anything that has nothing to do with cultivation."

Jing Nian let out a "hmm" and didn't express his opinion.

The injured person's fellow disciple couldn't sit still, and went to Jing Nian to ask for an explanation.

"Jing Nian of the Wuyun Sect, right? You're not very old, how can you be so vicious? Isn't it just talking about your private affairs and breaking people's meridians!"

"Didn't you hear that just now? He was going to compete with me. Swords have no eyes, and seeing blood is common." Jing Nian didn't even look at them, and carried me off the edge of the cliff.

However, due to the large number of people, the road was blocked. "Stop! You must apologize today!"

Only then did Jing Nian raise his eyes, hugged me with one hand, and counted with the other hand. "ten."

"This young man is so arrogant that he wants to challenge ten with one? Well, as long as you dare, we will accompany you!"

"No, I mean, Shi Jing can cut off ten noisy tongues at once." His eyes were cold, as if looking at a dead thing. "I have the heart to fight, do you have the life to take it?"

The other party was taken aback by his undisguised hostility, and seemed to really believe that Jing Nian would kill here. He shivered a few times, stopped making a sound, and obediently made way out.

Jing Young smiled contemptuously and stroked the top of my head. "It's just a joke, don't take it seriously, even if I serve a dog, I don't like you trash."

I was a little puzzled by the smooth transition to a tool dog. I thought that Jing Nian had a serious illness this time, and it was the first time he showed his true nature in front of so many people.

But being patted on the head gives me a wonderful sense of security. When I was in human form, Jing Nian would hardly do this to me.His beautiful hands are always doing violent things, such as pinching his chin to force me to look at him, such as locking his wrists to prevent me from walking.

Involuntarily rubbing his palm, Jing Nian withdrew his hand.

This brief moment of tenderness.

Xue Jiajia also wisely didn't reply, because Jing Nian proved with his actions that only the weak need to defend.

He was about to run away when Jing Nian stopped him. "Did Master Xue come alone today?"

Xue Jiajia was stunned, looked at me, then at him, seemed to understand something, and replied: "Yes, Qi Shijiu had a cold yesterday, so he was resting at home and didn't come. I will help him look after the dog by the way."

"Is it serious?"

"It's not serious, just lie down for two days after taking the medicine."

"Oh."

I quietly raised my head to take a look at Jing Nian, only to find that the hostility on his face had dissipated a lot, and I whispered to myself, "So I didn't come because I was sick."

What's your reaction? Do you still want to see me?

Thinking of the cursed strand of hair hidden in Mu Tian Liao, I shuddered and asked Xue Jiajia to take me away quickly.

Unexpectedly, the grass on the wall said seriously to Jing Nian: "Martial nephew, I have to refine a new elixir these few days, so the dog will trouble you to take care of it."

After speaking, I ran away skillfully, and I didn't forget to leave a message for me in the system.

"Brother, I tried my best. You can complete this task alone. You can count as a success if you steal the thorns before you recognize your master with a drop of blood."

"..."

I understand why he has been struggling for so many years and is still in Xinshou Village. How careless is it to expect a dog to turn things around?