As a disciple of Taoist Linshan who escaped from the world early, Jing Yueli stayed on Shuinan Mountain for more than ten years. Finally, she shamelessly asked Taoist Linshan for a token to go down the mountain under the pretext of going out to do errands for her master. She didn't want to step on the natal sword and before it flew a few miles, she watched the sword under her feet flash with white light and turn into a cat.
A white cat with a pattern on its forehead.
Jingyueli:?
Fortunately, as a swordsman, she was rough-skinned and thick-skinned, so she fell into the quagmire with the cat in her arms, and she didn't come out any good.
However, there was more than one unlucky thing. Her natal sword turned into a cat, and it just lazily nestled in her arms and acted coquettishly. Why did her spiritual power seem to have disappeared along with the natal sword? With the spare realm in her body, she couldn't even figure out a cleansing technique, let alone a Qiankun bag that only recognized spiritual power.
Could it be that her great career was about to collapse because of this, and she could only run home in despair? ?
Of course not, it was impossible to go home, and regardless of the fact that the mountain protection formation set up by Master could not be activated for a second time in a short time, God knew how long it had been since she had gone out to see it. Not only did she not go home, she also wanted to go to Zhuoyu Academy to have a good time. It would be best to win the first place in the test competition in the near future to make her master look good!
So when the Taoist Immortal Masters from all walks of life in the Trial Fengyun Conference came in, and the Taoist boy at the door shouted, "A disciple of Taoist Linshan," she patted the cake crumbs that fell on her clothes, and smiled at the doubtful friends she had made at Zhuoyu Academy: "Excuse me, everyone, excuse me, I have to pretend to be big."
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Intention: We must dare to think and fight hard, and strive to be the first