Little Senior Brother

Five hundred years after Jiang Jianyi's death, the once unknown sect had become a prestigious sect. His own master had become a powerful figure in the world of cultivation. Even his follower junior brother who often failed in his studies had suddenly become a candidate for the leadership. Only Jiang Jianyi died in that unprecedented battle. After that, the spiritual energy of the world revived and capable people emerged in large numbers. No one remembered her as a deviant swordsman who became famous at a young age. In today's world of cultivation, Sword Lords, Sword Masters, Sword Immortals, and Sword Gods are everywhere. Such names resounded throughout the Nine Realms hundreds of years ago, but they are really not enough a few hundred years later. She wandered alone on the ancient battlefield for five hundred years in boredom, and finally waited for a young man who was short-sighted. When they first met, he kicked Jiang Jianyi in the thigh bone. Unexpectedly, this man did not leave immediately after killing the demons. Instead, he collected her bones and piled a decent grave for her. "It's too late this time." He said with a smile, "I'll ask someone to erect a monument for you next time you pass by." Jiang Jianyi's depression that had been stuck in his heart for hundreds of years suddenly dissipated. Then she fell into a long sleep. When she woke up again, she thought she would see the seductive ghost, but what she didn't expect was the demon with a ghost face and fangs, and a group of exhausted and injured teenagers. Jiang Jianyi did not hesitate, picked up the sword of one of them, and fought silently. When she sheathed her sword, a young man with an unruly expression whistled and said, "I'm late." Jiang Jianyi looked back when he heard the sound, and was stunned for a moment. The young man in red clothes was bright and his eyes were burning. "I am Yi Weixian, a disciple of the Xuanqing Sect." He said with a smile, "This sister has good body skills. Where did she learn from her?" Seeing Yi shaking his sword, Jiang secretly sighed at the pity. Such a good young man happened to be a disciple of his former sect. She has now lost her former spiritual power, and has no desire to practice Taoism anymore, so she waved her hands and said: "Without any sect and no sect, a rough guy from the mountains is not worthy of the Taoist Priest's concern." She left calmly and decided to go back to the burial ground thousands of miles away to see herself. Unexpectedly, Yi Weixian's ghost was still there, following her, only pestering her to ask three questions. "What's your sister's last name?" "Where is my sister's home?" "Sister, do you want to go back with me and join me as a disciple of the Immortal Master Jing Jing?" [Reminder before viewing] 1. The first version of the copy will definitely be revised many times in the future. 2. The male protagonist's name does not fit the character, but there is no more existing name and it may be changed in the future. 3.1V1, in the new year, the female protagonist is a boss but a salty fish, and the male protagonist is innocent and dedicated. Intention: Do more good deeds