Jing Yao had read some of the Codex of the Heavenly Sword Sect and seen the portrait of the Hibiscus that existed like a sacred totem.

The character in the portrait is undoubtedly an enlarged version of the little girl, this is definitely a world-famous big man, it is rare that she still calls herself a senior sister, has she crossed over for the second time?

She pinched her cheeks, and immediately it was another agitation, a second crossing of the fart.

The little girl's name is Fu Yuan, isn't her senior sister the first head of the Sword Sect, Mo Xinyan, this is a peerless female demon, it can be said that she single-handedly created the beginning of the fairy and demon war.

Jing Yao was even more at a loss, what's wrong?...... A spirit set off a wave in her heart, could it be that the fallen immortal was Mo Xinyan?

No, what she saw that day was a male fairy, how could she become a woman in the blink of an eye? Could it be that the distance was too far, causing her vision to be blurry and not seeing clearly?

Jing Yao was stunned, so much so that Fu Hui gave her a massage, and asked her about the second move of the Qingtian Sword Codex and what the trick of the sword seal was for thousands of miles, but she didn't react.

There is no way to verify how long the Heavenly Sword Sect has existed, but the sect's codex has a record.

At the beginning, the Qingtian Sword Sect was only a small sect, and the Confucian and Buddhist sects were even smaller, and the three families supported each other, shared the experience of cultivating immortals, and slowly developed and expanded, becoming the three pillars of the righteous path.

This affection has been maintained for hundreds of thousands of years.

But before it grows, everything in the Heavenly Sword Sect is stale.

Mo Xinyan's master is just a monk of the Six Realms of the Fusion Realm, which is similar to Jing Yao now.

However, this person's insight into the exercises has been obtained, he is congenitally limited and cannot cultivate powerful sword techniques, so he will give the four major sword techniques he has realized to Mo Xinyan and Fu Yuan.

Mo Xinyan's roots are extraordinary, and he quickly mastered the four sword techniques, and it was also under the rise of Mo Xinyan that the Heavenly Sword Sect stood at the peak of the righteous path......

Later, Mo Xinyan soared, and Fu Hui took over as the second generation of heads, carrying out Mo Xinyan's spirit to the end, and there were hundreds of frictions with the Demon Sect every year......

Jing Yao scratched the tips of her hair, she blinked her eyes, and couldn't help but collapse immediately, glaring at Fleur hard, which made Fluffie feel terrified, and said in a snort...... Are you sick again?"

Jing Yao was horrified that if this was Mo Xinyan's spiritual world, the most she would bring in was the role she brought in, just like watching a movie, to admire the voice of the sages, but she shouldn't have come in with her body.

The more she thought about it, the more panicked she became, this was too unacceptable, could all this be said to be an illusion? Was it the immortal bone absorbing the psychedelic smoke that caused her consciousness to fall into confusion?

Jing Yao looked at the picturesque paradise, the rising water vapor of the river, and the life force exuded by the trees.

Everything is so real.

In the end, she simply touched Fleur's undeveloped breasts, warm body temperature, and stirring heart, telling her that it was not a hallucination, at least not a pure hallucination.

Fu Rui looked at Jing Yao with a frightened expression, as if she was struggling with a strong thought.

Finally, she gritted her teeth and said carefully, "Senior sister...... I know you like women, but I'm not well developed, but ...... But if you must want it, unless you tell me that the sword seals a thousand miles......"

Jing Yao glanced at Fleur angrily, what a mess, the old lady's sexual orientation is completely normal, how can she still be in the mood to talk nonsense with Fleur, and said angrily: "Get out, the old lady is not that kind of person." ”

Fleur muttered, "Still saying it's not...... You can do it all to the nuns of the Buddha sect. ”

Damn, Jing Yao had a group of grass and mud horses galloping past in her heart, patting her forehead, she was about to go crazy.

Suddenly, a soft voice came: "Xinyan, the master is going to assess you, come quickly." ”

The voice was soft and crisp, and Jing Yao could hear it clearly, but she forgot that she had brought in Mo Xinyan at this time, and looked around blankly.

Furao said timidly: "Senior sister...... If you are sick, it is best to ask the master for leave, otherwise she will be very angry...... Well, it's better that you go and ask for leave in person. ”

Jing Yao said speechlessly: "Okay, you can take me to ask for leave." ”

How dare Fleur say anything like that you go by yourself, she shrunk her head and looked around, and then straightened her clothes seriously.

Especially the place where Jing Yao touched, he sorted it out heavily, and Jing Yao's face darkened when she saw it, urging Fu Yao to leave quickly.

Fleur said seriously: "No, the master will find out." ”

Jing Yao's mouth opened wide.

She almost thought that she had really done something messy to Fleur, and she was not even in the mood to flirt with her.

Damn Mo Xinyan, doesn't the book describe her as cold and glamorous? This is too different from the legendary image.

Fu Hui had already finished tidying up her clothes and took Jing Yao around a lotus pond, the reflection on the water surface, Jing Yao glanced at it casually, and was fascinated.

can be called a disaster in the city, and he looks seventeen or eighteen years old, but he is already charming, and he doesn't know how many boys' hearts will be touched with a smile.

Jing Yao couldn't help but be fascinated: "It's really gorgeous." ”

Furao pursed her lips, her eyes were strange: "Senior sister, if you don't look like this, how can the nuns of the Buddhist sect not think about tea and food for you......?"

Jing Yao didn't bother to explain, passing through the lotus pond, they came to a deep water cold pool, and the cold air curling from the cold pool could be felt from afar.

It is rare for a white-haired old woman to sit on the edge of the pool, making noise in the pool with a fishhook, like an idle naughty boy playing in the water, where there is any superior demeanor.

And the cultivation is only the pitiful foundation of the Nine Realms......

Jing Yao turned around and asked in a low voice, "Is that idiot our master?"

Fleur's frightened face turned white, she looked at the old woman resignedly, and did not dare to speak for a long time.

Next to the old woman stood a girl with a clean face, which naturally could not be compared with Mo Xinyan's peerless appearance, but it was also a rare beauty, she obviously heard Jing Yao call the old woman an idiot, and looked at Jing Yao with a smile.

As if she hadn't heard, the old woman coughed, turned around and said with a smile: "Xinyan, come here, the teacher is going to assess you, are you ready?"

She didn't wait for Jing Yao to answer, she wrapped Jing Yao with a flick of the fishing hook, and threw the fishing rod into the air, and said at the same time: "Your realm is about to catch up with the teacher, now learn how to soar across the border." ”

It is the common perception of the monks that they can't walk with the sword without merging, but the old woman doesn't think so.

Poor Jing Yao could only use the True Yuan of the Seven Realms of Foundation Building at this time, fluttered twice in the air, and fell down without accident.

Lying on the ground rolling without a girl's manners, I don't know if it's an illusion here, but it really hurts to fall from mid-air......