Raising Evil Spirits

"Hello Sanxian, our Leiqiu Sword Sect is currently recruiting casual cultivators from all over the world, or Daotian, you can also think about it. Although the salary is not too high, it is better than wandering around, and you speak nicely, my lord I will take care of you as appropriate." Gou Ling patted my shoulder with an expression of I'm covering you.

I smiled and said: "I'm just a wandering fairy, and I'll do it and see how to hone my Taoism, so..."

"No problem! Let's take a look first, the door of our Leiqiu Sword Sect will always be open for you! Hey, no, you don't underestimate our Leiqiu Sword Sect, do you?"

"That's not true, Fellow Daoist misunderstood."

"real?"

"certainly."

Qian Qing said with a wry smile: "Brother Dao, you don't have to take what Ling Xianjun said to heart, he's always been like this."

Although Gou Ling is a little more confident and not very accurate in judging people, he is still a good person.

Soon everyone landed in a valley filled with immortal energy and luxurious buildings, decorated with gold and white jade as a whole.

There are already quite a few gods and their disciples standing in the arena, and there are also a few waves of gods who seem to be from other sword sects. After all, they are dressed very differently from the disciples of Leiqiu sword sect.

Leiqiu Sword Sect had the largest number of disciples, about forty or so, mainly dressed in gold and white, and there were three other Sword Sect elders and seventeen or eighteen disciples, dressed in red, blue, and dark green.

Seeing us flying over, the four sword sect gods sitting in the spectator seats all glanced at me, and didn't take it seriously. After all, my cultivation was only at the level of ordinary immortals.

"You Leiqiu's previous generation of disciples are good and bad, the best ones are all from your lineage, but yesterday a few disciples performed swords, but none of them were brilliant. Could it be that they underestimated our Lei Xuanjian? Is it true?" A middle-aged **** who looked like the oldest said loudly.

"Tsk, Goddess Chen Yue's words are so embarrassing for our Goddess Shuangting?" The middle-aged goddess in a red dress smiled triumphantly.

The middle-aged man in the gold and white clothes frowned, especially when he saw Juling Xianjun, he snorted coldly. Obviously he was the Shuangting God they were discussing, and also the master of Juling and Qianqing.

"Leiqiu's Shaofeng sword performance is nothing to watch this year, or the bright pearl is ahead, and there is no place to shine. How about changing to our Dome Sword Sect next time? We have won a few geniuses in the past few years." Immortal materials of spirit roots and earth spirit roots." Another beautiful and beautiful goddess was also not very polite.

"Isn't it over? My disciple Qianqing has accepted several good seedlings in the past few years, how can he make a judgment lightly if he doesn't try?" Shenjun Shuangting gestured to Qingqian.

The two of them took their disciples to salute their master, but Ju Ling obviously didn't get a good look.

"Okay, you have heard what I said just now, the next sword show is to fight against Leixuan Sword Sect, Qianqing, please send a disciple." Shenjun Shuangting looked cold, and there were five or six people standing beside him. Juling and Qianqing, who were of similar identities, brought their own disciples.

Qianqing quickly agreed, and then looked at the first disciple, a young immortal.

"Fei Xing, it's up to you." Qianqing patted the big disciple on the shoulder.

However, the girl who was half behind the eldest disciple Fei Xing became anxious and said, "Master! Why don't you let the disciple go first?"

"Feng Yao, you don't know how to restrain yourself in front of the master! If there are no rules, you will go to the back mountain to face the wall when you go back. Now, let the teacher go to the side first!" Qian Qing glared at her.

The girl stomped her feet angrily, and then stood by the doorpost.

I smiled in my heart, this little girl is the girl who answered my question on the road just now, she is born with a bit of spirituality.

After the big disciple entered the field, he immediately started fighting with the opponent's disciples. Not to mention, the disciples who can participate in the sword show are not bad, and Juling's lineage is not that bad. It's just that the opponent brought the best disciples over, and the fight was really solid. It's true that it takes a lot of effort.

As a guest immortal, of course I couldn't stand in their position to watch the battle, so I went to the deserted position where Fengyao was punished.

"What's the matter? Is the senior going to stand for punishment too?" Seeing me approaching her, Feng Ruo probably thought that I was going to watch her have fun, so of course I spoke with a gun and a stick.

"Hehe, the little lady has a bit of a temper, why? Is your swordsmanship very good?" I smiled and gave her a big look.

"Of course he has some skills!" Feng Yao said proudly leaning against the pillar.

I nodded and smiled, and said, "Stronger than Flying Star?"

"It's about the same. It's just that my senior brother is familiar with my swordsmanship, so it's not easy for me to win against him." Feng Yao muttered.

"Okay, but I think your elder brother may lose this time. If you play, I'm afraid it will be the same. What do you think?" I deliberately stimulated her.

"How did you know this just at the beginning? Do you know the way of swordsmanship? Besides, even if senior brother loses, I will definitely win!" Feng Yao said through gritted teeth.

"Oh? It's a pity, if your senior brother can't win, I'm afraid you won't be allowed to play." I laughed.

"How do you know? Master actually values ​​me the most! She won't let me play!" Feng Yao was a little depressed.

"I'm talking about your master's master." I chuckled and said, "However, if you want to play, I'm not helpless, but before that, I'll take you to a place, do you want to go?"