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Chapter 35 The Not Simple Female Disciple

Chapter 35 Not a simple female disciple

The solitary peak of Jiutun Mountain protrudes like a sharp sword blade that penetrates straight into the ground. The wind blows the clouds and mist around it all year round. A silver-white waterfall pours down from the "sword trough" and hits the gray and cold rocks, making a tremor.

The roaring of ears.

Beneath the waterfall, a young man in black, who was missing two arms, was immersed in the cold water with his thin waist. He raised his head, and his upper body was constantly impacted by the strong current as if he was being tortured.

His exposed skin felt as if it had been licked by volcanic lava. His whole body was red and burning, and his flesh and blood were bursting with blood, as if the power inside his body was uncontrollable and was forcibly tearing his fragile flesh apart.

The cold water seemed to give him some comfort, and the burning pain slowly subsided. His skin turned from red to frozen purple and blue, and the torn wounds gradually healed visibly to the naked eye.

At this time, he suddenly opened a pair of gray eyes and stared ahead.

A disembodied voice sounded: "Yes, you have transformed into a mortal soul, but this body may not be able to support your current spiritual power. The next step is to reshape the body."

He stood up from the water, and swam to the shore step by step with his long and powerful legs. His strong body flowed down the river, with a strong waist and abdomen, and every inch contained explosive power. The thin young boy before

Now he has grown into the strong physique of an adult.

Water droplets slid from the tips of his jet-black hair tied behind his head to the outline of his face, with a straight nose and thin lips, handsome eyes and slender eyebrows, and deep facial features.

This outer disciple who was once regarded as an ant's destiny by Lord Jiutun Mountain and whom everyone ignored and forgotten is now at the pinnacle of foundation building.

"For three years, you never told me your name or origin. Why are you helping me?"

The voice that has been silent for a long time has gone through a period of discoloration. It has the calmness and low magnetism of a man, and also has a sandy hoarseness after suffering.

He is sky-blind, and his field of vision has always been darkness since he was born. However, with his foundation-building cultivation, he can only sense a figure like a breeze and a bright moon in front of him through his consciousness. He still does not know her.

Real appearance.

"I told you, you have something I want in you."

He turned his face sideways and tightened his jaw resolutely: "Even if it means your life, I will give it to you if you ask for it." After saying that, he paused again, lowered his eyes and said, "As long as you allow me to complete what I want to do."

"I don't want your life, so just go ahead and do what you want."

Before the words were finished, the last note had faded away, like flying flowers taking away the remaining cold. The wind blew up the fluttering water mist and fell on the ghost baby's slightly trembling eyelashes, crystal clear.

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It can be said that the Dayan Sect has been stable and peaceful in recent years, but just recently there was a love affair that the disciples talked about.

Three years ago, not long after Liujiang Fusheng and Fangrui were in retreat, the Lord of Nianhua Mountain took in a new female disciple. This female disciple was not an ordinary one. Although her background was unknown, her talents and qualifications were outstanding.

I don’t know what happened after three years, but this girl actually made the masters of Zicao Mountain and Wuwei Mountain jealous. A few days ago, they got into a fight. She lost the face of the master of the mountain and was punished by the head of the mountain to meditate on her past.

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This matter cannot be concealed. After all, once the mountain owner takes action, it cannot be a small matter. Many people have watched the whole process.

Everyone was talking in private, and those who had never seen her were all curious about how stunningly beautiful the female disciple was. It made these two old bachelors, both hundreds of years old, fall in love with her. This was even more strange than the blossoming of an old tree.

"I heard that this junior sister is indeed very good-looking."

"Seriously? How about compared with Uncle Fangrui?"

"Well, Senior Uncle Fangrui has been in seclusion for the past few years. I don't know what he will look like when he comes out. But I think they are different in beauty. Senior Sister Fangrui is charming and charming, but that Junior Sister has a charming smile.

Wan Yue is lovely, they all look good anyway."

"Then...there has to be a level. By the way, there is also Master Fusheng's mortal wife...I saw her talking to Master Danya in Jiutun Mountain some time ago. Do you think she is more beautiful or not?

Which junior sister is more beautiful?"

At this time, the female disciples became somewhat silent.

"No matter how good a mortal looks, he can only last a few years..."

Speaking of this matter, she was also surprised: "The main thing is...when I saw her, especially when their eyes met, I felt inexplicably that I shouldn't use such words to define her as good-looking or not."

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These words immediately aroused the resonance of others: "Yes, she is obviously an ordinary human being. If Master Danya hadn't taken care of her for the sake of Master Fusheng and asked her to go to Jiutun Mountain to be a boy, she would still be here now.

Feng is working as a handyman for others, but every time he seems to talk about her, there is always something..." The female disciple looked at each other, and said with some embarrassment: "Something is offending her.

It feels like a ghost."

At this time, the female disciples were silent for a while.

Apparently she was not alone in feeling this way.

"Forget it, let's not mention her anymore, let's talk about that junior sister. By the way, what's her name?"

"I know this. It's a pretty name. It's Ziying."

Ziying?

Gu Junshi in the Linggu wheat field patted her clothes and stood up. The wheat ears around her were full, and the wheat watered by spiritual power was golden and white. When the wind blew, the waves of wheat rolled, which made people feel relaxed and happy. The autumn breeze blew, and also

The chatter of conversation not far away reached her ears.

Nearly three years have passed, and Xiaojiaofu is about to end his retreat. According to the plot trend, it is time for the female third child Ziying to appear.

Gu Junshi's understanding of the original plot comes from the splicing of intermittent dreams, which is equivalent to her knowing the chapter list and general introduction of the content, but it is not as clear as reading the entire book in detail.

She judges the occurrence of events based on the appearance of characters. For example, the appearance of the female San Ziying means that the main line of the plot has officially begun, and Xiaojiaofu will also begin his journey to Long Aotian, which at the same time represents the coexistence of opportunities and dangers.

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Speaking of daughter San Ziying, in terms of competitiveness in the fight for favor, daughter San Ziying is the one who is more favored by the young husband than her daughter Er Fangrui.

It's just that the second female lead, Fangrui, came on the scene early and was of great help to Xiaojiaofu in the early stage. In the end, she was ranked second overall based on her contribution.

Just after listening to the female disciple's comments about the female San Ziying, Master Gu Jun pondered for a while.

She felt that after Fangrui left the country, she would have no chance to come to her to claim liquidated damages.
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