Sending Wei Dong away, Jia Jia glanced at Gu Lang's residence not far away, but when he saw that the door of his room was closed, he also stopped disturbing Gu Lang's thoughts, and stood on Tai'a Peak for a while, remembering that he had been in retreat for more than a hundred years, and left Kunlun as soon as he got out of the pass. And since she came out of the customs, no one has come to urge her, and I don't know if the sect is too relieved to her.

Since she thought of this, Jia Jia walked to the Zongwu Palace, and the deacon of the Zongwu Hall just looked up at her, then took down a sign from her right hand side, and said straightly: "Lian Zhenren is here, if you don't come again, we will go looking for you." ”

Such an unceremonious statement made Jia Jia feel that she had been labeled as a big "old lai", and the slightly embarrassed spirit plants that were about to be handed over were ready.

Unhappily, Ruhua shouted angrily in the chaotic world: "I have been taking care of it for more than 100 years, why should I hand it over to them, I don't, I won't pay it!"

Ruhua opened her arms and blocked Xuan Ling's way.

Xuan Ling glared at her unceremoniously, summoned Xiao Dan to blow at her, and blew Ruhua away, and then snatched Lingzhi out.

Ruhua was furious, and rarely disregarded her messy image, she suddenly pounced and grabbed Xuan Ling's thigh: "No, no, Lingzhi will return me!"

"Let go!" Xuan Ling was furious and couldn't move, "It's good that you live here with the old man and don't ask you for rent, and you still make a fuss, beware of the old man kicking you out." ”

This is too heavy, and Ruhua was startled. Only then did he stop and glanced at Xuan Ling stupidly. Ran to the side and secretly hurt himself.

After enough of the spirit plant, I watched the deacon take off the sign. Jia Jia breathed a sigh of relief and walked to the Sect Palace.

As he walked, he met a group of monks who came in from outside the hall, and the tips of his ears moved, listening to the words "Zhuxingyuan", "Origin Traces", "Hidden Sword Peak" or something in their mouths, and his instinctive eyebrows jumped, and he noticed that something had happened.

After thinking about it, he simply stepped on the flying sword when he left the Zongwu Palace, flew in the direction of the Hidden Sword Peak, and passed by the Yunshui Causeway. Walking to the sky above the Hidden Sword Peak, I saw a circle of monks at the door of the Law Enforcement Hall from a distance.

Jia Jia put down the flying sword and stepped forward with a little curiosity, there were many monks watching, Jia Jia finally found a gap, pushed through the crowd and squeezed inside.

To be honest, she, an out-of-body monk who is almost two hundred years old, is a little embarrassed to make such a fuss with a group of juniors, but fortunately. Most of the onlookers here were young monks who were less than 100 years old, and she had only recently been out of the customs, so few people recognized her.

And the scene that she saw when she pushed aside the crowd really startled Jia Jia, and she couldn't have imagined that such a situation would occur even if she wanted to break her head.

The merman who was put into the sleeve of Zhu Xingyuan and brought to Kunlun. The cunning merman who took the Futu Tower to plot against Jia Jia, but was instead held by Jia Jia, was lying on the ground with the appearance of being beaten half to death at this moment and rolled his eyes.

And on his side is the original trace of many years. Now he is already a Yuanying monk, but his cultivation has been long. This head melon has not grown at all, and now he is proudly showing off his "trophies" to a group of ignorant little friars.

It was Jia Jia, who originally didn't have much sympathy for the merman, who now had some pity for the merman who was beaten by the original trace: it is better to be cleaned up by Zhu Xingyuan than to be beaten half to death by the original trace and taken out to be watched by the onlookers.

There were also unaware monks talking around.

"Is this a demon beast? a demon beast in the sea?"

"Idiot. This is a merman! Do you know?"

"Is he a half-fish and half-human, a hybrid between man and fish?"

"I heard that when a man cries, he sheds tears, and when he cries, he sheds pearls!"

"Why don't you flow spirit beads!" protested loudly to the monks, "what's the use of flowing pearls!"

......

Jia Jia really couldn't cry or laugh when she heard this, and coughed lightly twice.

Among the many male cultivators who talked about it, this light cough that belonged to the female cultivator was particularly conspicuous.

It was there that the original traces that were showing off were all rare to take the time to look at her, it was okay not to look at her, this look, the original traces first showed three points of confusion, and then looked up and down Jia Jia for a while, before he clapped his hands violently and pointed at Jia Jia: "Lian Jia Jia!" Without waiting for Jia Jia to speak, he quickly clapped his hands and laughed, "I said, why are you so familiar! Hahaha, have you paid off the debts of the Sect Palace?" I saw that your brand has been hung by the Sect Hall of the Peaks for a long time, hahahaha!"

Jia Jia's face froze, and she glared at the original trace, only to feel that her hands were itching, and she really wanted to step forward and beat him, but when she turned her eyes, she still endured it when she saw the merman rolling her eyes on the side, she never wanted to do the same cheap thing with the original trace.

It's just that before she could speak, she was shouted by the original trace, and the onlookers became curious about her.

"Lian Jiajia, why is it so familiar?"

"Stupid! How many Lian Jia Jia are there in Kunlun? Who else is there besides Lian Zhenren, who is less than two hundred years old?"

"I heard that the original real person is more than ten years older than Lian Zhenren, how come one is only in the infancy stage, and the other is out of the late stage of the body. ”

Originally, listening to the onlookers and the little monks were talking about the original traces, they still looked extremely complacent, and when they heard someone mention the cultivation realm of the two people, their faces immediately froze, and the whole person wilted like a deflated ball, and raised his eyes from time to time to look at Jia Jia.

"She's my first female cultivator in Kunlun, she seems to be very good-looking. I heard that it's still from our Hidden Sword Peak!" the group of cultivators present all felt a sense of honor.

"Less than two hundred years old, out of the body, the late stage is really tight. Someone swallowed his spit, seeming to be a little nervous, "It's just a pity that the first female cultivator in Kunlun is not this Lian Zhenren." ”

"You're lying, who else can there be if it's not her? Who else in Kunlun is more powerful than her?"

"In fact, there is a female cultivator in the early stage of Tibetan God in Kunlun, whose name is Brahma. Although she is already thousands of years old, her cultivation realm is indeed higher than that of Lian Zhenren. ”

"But if you were born a thousand years early, can this be counted?" I have to say that because of the "same Tibetan Sword Peak", the monks present had a lot of good feelings for Jia Jia, and they followed the defense to defend it.

"Who cares how old you are when you fight, strength is respected! This has been the case since ancient times. ”

"Cut!"

......

Jia Jia smiled, and had no intention of competing with Brahma for the first female cultivator, but with a solemn face, he looked at the original trace, and stretched out his hand to the half-dead merman lying on the ground: "You beat him like this, have you asked Zhu Xingyuan?" (To be continued.) )