The Hanging Sword Pavilion is divided into internal and external cabinets. The cabinet is on a cliff and hanging upside down under ten thousand swords. It is the place where disciples in the cabinet practice, and the outer cabinet supplies students' food, clothing, housing and transportation and other miscellaneous matters.

The two cabinets each perform their duties, not with hierarchy. Doudou, a rare beast raised by the pavilion master, was very spoiled. She could not stand the sword energy of the cabinet and was arrogant and enjoyed the delicious food in the outer cabinet. She brought a group of younger brothers all day long to "bully men and women".

When Sang Jue rushed over, everything was settled. She didn't even see the real murderer because He Shuo had already chopped it into meat sauce.

Xie Wanyan, wearing a plain robe, stood there and glared at He Shuo. She didn't believe that her little white would eat a fat bird, and her pretty face was full of resentment.

"My Xiaobai will never eat other monsters. You will sneer with blood!" Xie Wanyan saw Guan Lan coming and shouted, "Master, Xiaobai really doesn't. You know, it is usually very well-behaved. I just heard that Doudou wanted to bully it, so he fought back..."

"Haha, there is no evidence of death, whatever you say." He Shuo put away his knife and waved to Sang Jue, "Senior sister, sorry, Doudou was eaten when I came. I was angry for a moment... I didn't stop, just a white bear, I just compensated."

He said, turning around and jumping up, his red robe dazzling like a butterfly roaming, not as neat as usual.

"Xiao Jue, this..." Guan Lan knew the reason why Sang Jue left Qingfeng Valley. Although she didn't know the details, Doudou and her depended on each other and their relationship was naturally very deep.

Sang Jue could no longer speak. She always felt that this was fate. The monster brothers did not leave any corpses. Perhaps they could be considered clean and left cleanly.

This was the first time Xie Wanyan actually saw Sang Jue ten years later. Seeing her dark and desolate face, she felt quite guilty, but she felt that her little white family would definitely not do that. So she was silent and didn't know how to explain.

"Forget it, the white bear is also a monster in the cold place. If there are Xiaoxiaoyu, please take it to worship Doudou." Sang Jue could not really ask for an explanation. She said goodbye to Guan Lan to see the tomb of the monster buried in the abyss of the Lord Xuanjian.

"I'll go too." Xie Wanyan wanted to help but was stopped by Guan Lan, so he could only watch Sang Jue jumped off the cliff.

The heat waves churned in the dry valley. Sang Jue took all the things thrown out of Qingfeng Valley a few years ago to establish a tomb for Keke to repay its life-saving grace. Now there is another one here, and she brought Doudou's belongings down and buried them with him.

She did not simply raise cats and dogs for monsters, but unfortunately, it made the other party suffer because of this. It would be impossible to indulge the freedom of monsters too much.

She lit an incense stick and placed the fish and shrimps that they loved to eat in the coldest places. Her sigh was filled with sadness and she turned around after a long silence.

She is a sword cultivator, and should not be so sad about spring and autumn. She murmured: "If it is done by Bai Xiong, I will kill each other in the future."

"Yes, I plan to let you try this uplift meeting." Yan Hui walked out from behind her, "I hope you can find an opportunity to build the foundation."

Sang Jue's heart trembled when he heard the foundation building. She was really scared. It was not that she had not built the foundation. With her ethereal root physique, she could not come at all when she was able to build the foundation until she was able to build the foundation. However, she is a sword cultivator!

Yan Hui is a strict master: "Building foundations that have not realized the intent of the sword is destined to be a useless sword cultivator, and I must return to the Qi training stage."

What's more, there are still sky fires in her body, and she wants to take the opportunity to make trouble every time she builds the foundation. Therefore, she must not build the foundation before she communicates with the sky fire or completely tames it, so as not to be unable to control the depravity in the future.

The painful wailing, the terrifying experience of the life-threatening person from the beauty of foundation building to the spiritual riot in the later stage of Qi training, and the terrifying experience of meridian spasm and the mind exploded, made Sang Jue resist the foundation building.

"Master, do I have to participate in the promotion meeting?" Sang Jue said bitterly, "The people who come to attend the meeting are all top monks in the small world. What if I build a foundation again?"

Yan Hui saw her little thoughts and said sternly: "Unless you have comprehended the sword intent or conquered the sky fire in the battle, don't think so!"

"You practice hard these days. In the venue, you are the disciple of the Lord of the Xuanjian Pavilion. It represents the entire young generation of the Xuanjian Pavilion. Don't let down the good times." Yan replied and frowned, "Don't mess with others, especially your junior brother."

"..." Sang Jue felt very wronged. Even his master thought that she had something to do with He Shuo, but in fact there was nothing.

When Sang Jue returned after handling the matter, he learned that the disciples of Qingfeng Valley had said goodbye and left many elixirs as apologies.

She was locked up and lost Doudou, and she was injured and was defeated. Now she is finally going to practice swords in a closed door and ignore external objects.

On this day, she was standing near the clouds in the Xuanjian Pavilion to practice sword skills. After doing a basic set of movements, she was sweating profusely. She slowed down her breathing and took the opportunity to meditate. One is to restore her physical strength, and the other is to realize the mystery of the Sword of Spring.

The fog was thick, one after another, and no one could see three feet away.

While Sang Jue was meditating at the corner of the sword table, two people came here quietly.

"Fellow Daoist He, what do you mean by stopping me several times?" This is a female voice, with a soft and low voice, but it is not lacking in sharpness. Just by the sound alone, you can tell that the other person is a beautiful woman.

Sang Jue cared about his nose and nose, and meditated silently. She didn't mean to eavesdrop on purpose, but it was probably He Shuo's romantic debt, haha.

A male voice spoke again, and it was He Shuo, but when he heard his tone was frivolous, he jokingly said, "Sister Wan Yan, isn't what I pursue obvious? A slim lady is a gentleman, I want to ask you to date me."

The woman turned out to be Xie Wanyan. Why were they together? Sang Jue's head was full of fog and he couldn't figure it out.

Xie Wanyan scoffed at the words of pursuit, and she raised her voice and said, "You scumbag, who doesn't know that Sister Sang likes you, let alone you compare me and my sister to humiliate us. Although you are both women, I admit that she is much more beautiful than me. What are your ideas?"

Sang Jue couldn't help but prick his ears and listen, yes, what was he going to do? And why didn't she know that she liked him? Oh!

"No, the beautiful appearance is the same, and the interesting soul is one in a million." He Shuowei said, "Although the senior sister is beautiful, she is too rigid and boring. It's really uncomfortable to be liked by her."

"Hmph, I think you just saw her disfigured and fall in love with her. Go to die!" Xie Wanyan didn't look at Wen Jing, but she had a bad temper. She threw a needle and shot it at the other party.

He Shuo swept it lightly and changed the direction of the silver needle. He chuckled and said, "You are not completely wrong. I am not really pursuing you, I just want to get rid of Sang Jue. I want to ask you to have a show with me. You are her friend. She has a rigid personality, so she will definitely not bother me."

"Wow, narcissist, a guy who drinks rice soup for babies!" Sang Jue felt irritable inside, but he didn't dare to move. He watched several silver needles inserted into her body. It was really unsatisfactory to listen to gossip.
Chapter completed!