As soon as Yan Dianzi opened his eyes, he felt bursts of pain. The golden light in front of his eyes couldn't be seen clearly, and he only heard a powerful voice in his ears:
"Buddhist Vajra Seal!"
Yan Dianzi: "?"
Is the next sentence: "Eight Heavenly Dragons, Diamond Dharma Mantra, Boya Parami!"
The thoughts in her mind coincided with the voices in her ears. Four people flew to her side and cast a set of various Sanskrit spells on her body. When she was about to faint, she saw a handsome man behind a group of Buddhist cultivators.
Dressed in white, he is unparalleledly handsome, and his long sword points to the ground, as if looking at dust.
*
When she woke up later, she was already an orphan in the mortal world. It happened that the Piaomiao Sword Sect was recruiting disciples, and she went and was selected.
The master of sword cultivating wanted to accept her as his disciple, but she didn't know how to respect him and had to forge swords, so she went to smash iron.
Fortunately, the yang of Zhujianfeng is strong and the yin is declining. She, a little junior sister, is held in her hands and the stars are holding the moon, that is... The senior brothers of Zhanjianfeng are all a little bit middle-class. In addition to shouting "Good sword! Good sword!" Every day, they praise their master:
"Junior sister, you don't know that our master suppressed the enchantress in the demon world by himself, which can be said to have immeasurable merit."
"Naturally, that demonic witch does all kinds of evil, and destroys all life wherever she goes. If our master hadn't saved the world, we wouldn't know where we would be now."
"I am bound to become an outstanding figure like my master!"
"Master is my idol!"
"Hoo ho ho! Kill the demon girl!"
Yan Dianzi: "..."
If she remembers correctly, the devilish witch in the demon world who everyone is shouting about and is said to be trapped under which mountain is unknown, seems to be herself?
*
When Yan Dianzi cast a top-grade magic weapon with her golden elixir cultivation, she was finally summoned by the Immortal Lord of the Sword Sect.
He is still dressed in white, with an immortal aura floating in the air. Thousands of years have passed, and there is not even the slightest trace on his face. Everything is just like yesterday.
When enemies meet, they should be extremely jealous.
Immortal Lord: "He is a malleable talent, and he can forge sword blades and have successors."
Yan Dianzi thought about it, maybe he should endure it first and wait for her to inherit the sword sect as well before drawing the sword.
*
Has #yandianzi succeeded in taking revenge today?
#Not yet, but I will soon inherit the enemy's sword sect.
#The disciples who I have tried so hard to educate with all kinds of heavenly spirits and earthly treasures are my enemies.
#After sealing the demon girl, she inherited my sword sect
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*Rivals become grandparents
*To be fair, the heroine is not a good person, but the author is.
2021.10.07
Intention: There is no desperate situation in life, only not wanting to move forward
