Lady Cultivator

Thousands of sword lights dispersed, and the residual light from all directions was as powerful as a rainbow. Killing countless ice-condensing beasts, these ice-condensing beasts eventually turned into water vapor all over the sky and dissipated in the air.

Ye Jingwen raised his arm, sheathed his sword in his hand, and smiled when he saw the vast ice field beneath his feet gradually blurring into a rock wall.

Although he has no special treasure, as a sword cultivator, he has never relaxed in refining his natal sword, and he practices diligently on weekdays. When it comes to fighting skills, he has always been confident.

This ancient magic circle is quite difficult, and because of this, successfully completing it will give you a greater sense of accomplishment. His twenty years of hard training were finally not in vain.

After breaking the formation, he waved his arms, and the sword in his hand flashed a ray of light and flew back to the scabbard behind him. Then, he took out the medicine bag distributed by the sect and carefully sorted and picked the elixirs growing around him.

Just picked it for a while. His consciousness scanned the area and saw someone around him. He turned around and saw that he was a fellow monk who was also in the late stage of foundation building.

Ye Jingwen didn't care too much. Those who could break out of the formation in such a short period of time were all the elites among the elites and were arrogant. Therefore, in this situation, there was usually a tacit understanding between each other. If they knew each other, they would join forces. If they didn't, they would just ignore it. arrive.

But soon, Ye Jingwen frowned because the late-stage foundation-building monk he didn't recognize began to collect the elixirs around him.

In this cave, although there are no obvious partitions, there are slightly spacious stone chambers connected by narrower stone paths. When this person broke out of the formation just now, he was in another stone room, but now he passed through the corridor and found the stone room where he was.

Ye Jingwen noticed this man's method of collecting medicine. He didn't care whether the roots were hurt or not. He dug up the elixir and stuffed it into the medicine bag. Therefore, he collected the medicine much faster than him, and he kept an eye on him while picking it. The elixir on the edge. This was obviously a good idea from the beginning. Seeing that he was slow in collecting herbs, he rushed to collect some.

"This senior brother." Ye Jingwen couldn't help but speak.

The monk's men were busy, but he hurriedly raised his head and glanced at him.

Such an attitude. Just treat him as a newbie in foundation building! Ye Jingwen was angry and said coldly: "Did you cross the line?"

Although the monk was busy non-stop, he said: "Junior brother, what are you worried about? These elixirs are not yours alone. When we entered the battle, the leader said that after we break through the barrier, we will use all the elixirs we see. If you pick it, of course whoever picks it will get it."

This sounds reasonable, but it is a bit unreasonable. Wouldn't it be easy for fellow monks like them to get into disputes if they were serious about grabbing things quickly? So there are some common conventions that everyone will generally abide by.

This person does not follow the rules and speaks forcefully. Although Ye Jingwen is not domineering, as a swordsman, how can he allow others to bully him? Immediately he said in a cold voice: "I am already picking the elixir here. Please leave the stone room, senior brother!"

The monk finally stopped pretending not to see it, clapped his hands, stood up, looked at Ye Jingwen, and said: "Junior brother, you are young, why do you care about this little elixir? Not senior brother, I want to fight with you, really. Because of Senior Brother's age, it is imminent to form a core, so we cannot let this opportunity pass by, so how about you give way to Senior Brother?"

If this person had explained this reason to him from the beginning, Ye Jingwen might not have refused. He was a sword cultivator and his reliance on elixirs was lower than that of mainstream law cultivators. But this person took advantage at the beginning and only spoke after he finished. He also called himself senior brother one after another, without any hint of request in his tone.

He repeated coldly: "Brother, please exit the stone room."

Seeing how tough his attitude was, this man showed anger on his face. He looked at Ye Jingwen and said: "I am the sect of Chaoyang Peak Wuliang Zhenren, the disciple of Master Zhenyang, Dong Shiyang. Do you dare to ask this junior brother his honorary name?"

This is oppressing people based on their status. Ye Jingwen said coldly: "Ye Jingwen is a disciple of Master Qingyuan at Qingquan Peak."

Hearing this, the man's eyes flashed: "It turns out that junior brother is the disciple of Master Jinghe, no wonder..." He looked at him up and down, and his meaning was self-evident.

Ye Jingwen was even more annoyed. Daojun Jinghe had a bad temper, so his reputation was not very good, but that was all for outsiders. He never bullied his disciples. This person was also a disciple of the Xuanqing sect, but he had this attitude. , why don't you let him get angry? At that moment, he said angrily: "This senior brother, please respect yourself and don't insult my Qingquan Peak master!"

"Where have I been insulted?" Dong Shiyang laughed mockingly, "Junior brother Ye, you are making this up out of nothing. I didn't do anything."

"You——" Ye Jingwen's face was as dark as water, and he said nothing. His sword was unsheathed and hanging in the air beside him.

Seeing him draw his sword, the man's face darkened: "Junior brother, do you want to attack a fellow disciple?"

Ye Jingwen also laughed mockingly: "Senior Brother Dong, you are just catching me out of nowhere. I just drew my sword, so why don't you falsely accuse me of attacking you?"

"You——" This person also turned pale with anger.

The two of them were at war with each other, and the atmosphere was on the verge of breaking out. Suddenly, they heard a slight explosion next to them, and another person broke out of the formation.

Dong Shiyang turned around and looked overjoyed: "Uncle Bai!"

Ye Jingwen's face darkened, but this person was Bai Yanfei, a disciple of Zhenyang Daojun.

Bai Yanfei's face looked very ugly. He is still in the middle stage of foundation building. Although it is pretty good for his age, he only wants to compare with young talents like Qin Shoujing and Li Lingxi who are hundreds of years old. But it was far from satisfactory.

The Xuanqing Sect has always been known for producing genius monks. In their generation, Qin Shoujing formed elixirs at the age of seventy-eight, and Li Lingxi formed elixirs at the age of ninety-six. Both of them are worthy of the name of genius. Bai Yanfei, as a single spiritual root disciple who only received one every few hundred years, never bothered to compare with other monks. But now he is fifty-seven, but he is still in the middle stage of foundation building. He is almost certainly not as good as Qin Shojing, and even catching up with Li Lingxi is a bit difficult. With Bai Yanfei's high self-esteem, this was really unbearable.

However, he entered this Ten Thousand Laws Natural Formation, and the first stage was to kill the five spirits. It took a lot of effort to break the formation, and it made me extremely embarrassed and annoyed. When he heard someone calling him, his eyes widened and he said, "What's your name?!" The tone was quite bad.

Dong Shiyang greeted him warmly, but was choked and stunned for a moment, but he realized that there were others here, and immediately pretended not to care, still smiling: "Uncle Bai, are you out too?"

Bai Yanfei also realized that his tone just now was too bad. At this moment, he said a careless "hmm", glanced at the two of them, and then found a way to move forward.

How could Dong Shiyang let him leave like this? He immediately said: "Uncle Bai, aren't you going to collect medicine?"

When it comes to this reward, Bai Yanfei actually doesn't care much. His master is the first Supreme Elder of the Xuanqing Sect, and he has excellent qualifications. He never lacks pills on weekdays. But after all, collecting herbs was the main task this time. After hearing this, I lowered my body and picked two plants at random.

Ye Jingwen's face turned even greener. What Bai Yanfei picked was not the medicinal materials from the stone room he came out of, but he just happened to walk over to him and squatted down to pick them!

Seeing Master Dong glance at him triumphantly, Ye Jingwen said with a calm expression: "Uncle Bai!"

Bai Yan Feihun didn't pay attention and said lazily "hmm", thinking that Ye Jingwen was also saying hello to him like Dong Shiyang.

But then, Ye Jingwen said, "Uncle Bai, as an elder, should you abide by the rules?" Although he tried his best to restrain his anger, his words still came out with some anger.

Bai Yanfei stopped, stood up, turned around, looked at Ye Jingwen and frowned: "What do you mean?"

Ye Jingwen said: "If you want to collect herbs, you should collect the herbs from the stone chamber you came out of. This is where I am harvesting. It's okay if you don't restrain the disciples of Chaoyang Peak. Why are you taking the lead in breaking the rules?"

Bai Yanfei seemed confused for a moment and turned to look at Dong Shiyang, only to see Dong Shiyang looking at him with fear, which was completely different from Ye Jingwen's attitude.

After such a comparison, his dissatisfaction with Ye Jingwen also came out: "What's wrong with you? Since you called me Uncle Bai, why do you talk like this?"

Ye Jingwen was furious. Seeing that Bai Yanfei not only refused to correct himself, but also scolded him in an elder tone, he sneered: "Then it depends on how Uncle Bai behaves like an uncle. He takes the lead in breaking the rules and puts on the airs of an elder?"

"You——" Where has Bai Yanfei ever been said like this? Counting left and right, except for his master, a certain woman from Qingquan Peak once scolded him like this, and that was a memory he didn't want to mention at all! "You are so unreasonable! These elixirs belong to whoever picks them, of course. Why can't I pick them from here?"

Dong Shiyang answered from the side: "Even so, I don't understand what Junior Brother Ye is thinking. I guess this is the rule of their Qingquan Peak, but we are not from Qingquan Peak, why should we be asked to abide by it?"

Qingquan Peak! These three words aroused Bai Yanfei's anger, and he sneered: "It turns out he is from Qingquan Peak, hum! I said so!"

Ye Jingwen was usually very proud of Qingquan Peak. How could he bear the humiliation of Qingquan Peak? He immediately shouted: "Uncle Bai, since you are an uncle, please respect yourself!"

Bai Yanfei said angrily: "Why don't I respect myself? As a disciple, do you care about respecting your elders? It's obvious that you are rude to your elders, yet you dare to say that I don't respect myself?"

Ye Jingwen glared at him fiercely: "As an elder, Uncle Bai doesn't follow the rules and restrains the disciples from behind. He also treats me, Qingquan Peak, with disdain. How can I have any self-respect? I, a disciple of Qingquan Peak, should respect those I meet. Of course you should respect your elders, but if you don’t even know how to respect yourself, how can you deserve the respect of others?"

"You——" These words were really serious, and Bai Yanfei's expression changed. Seeing Ye Jingwen's flying sword flying around him, he sneered: "Okay, do you want to do it? In this case, why are you looking for a reason?" He touched his waist irrationally and took off the crescent-shaped curved sword. The sword flashed and was infused with spiritual energy.

Seeing that this uncle was not only unreasonable, but also wanted to fight with the juniors, Ye Jingwen was also angry. He ignored the sect rule that fellow disciples should not fight each other, raised his arms and pointed, and the flying swords surrounding him shone brightly.

When Dong Shiyang saw this, he also took out his magic weapon, seeing that the situation was about to break out.

"Bang!" There was a loud crack, and another disciple broke out of the formation. He was picking the elixir with a smile on his face when he saw three people with swords facing each other not far away. He was shocked: "Senior Brother Ye!" It was Luo Fengxue. . ) Book friends, please pay attention!