All the way after that, because there was a mountain of work pressing down on their heads, everyone walked forward in a lifeless manner. No one dared to shout when Jiang Miao was awake, for fear of attracting another mountain of homework.

The reason why Jiang Miao punished them was not only because their foundation was not solid, but also because they wanted to tighten their nerves. After all, in the secret realm, no one knows when the accident will come.

Among the disciples who were extremely silent, Wen Xiao's glances from time to time caught people's attention.

At first Wen Xiao didn't realize what was going on, but when she accidentally caught Wen Xiao's guilt mixed with regret, Jiang Miaowu realized.

It seems that it was the child who knew what she had deliberately concealed before!

In fact, it was because the opening this time was really difficult, so she had to use some means to clean up the stupid things she did before.

However, she originally estimated that the child would find out about the spirit-hunting bird when the child was copying the Legend of the Thousand Demons, and she didn't know which good person told the child in advance.

However, this also made his previous plan more flawless.

Thinking of this, Jiang Miao relaxed.

As for the ten thousand demon biography that was supposed to be copied ten times as a tool to let children know of his good intentions, it was also left behind by Jiang Miao.

The scumbag who doesn't even know the spirit-hunting bird must be punished for copying!

Wen Xiao, who was marked as a school scumbag, had both love and hatred for Jiang Miao at the moment, knowing that she had used so many plans to save herself before, she was moved.

However, when she thought of the Wanbaolu and Wanyaozhuan that were to be copied ten times, she wanted to bite Jiang Miao!

When he usually recites the knowledge class in the academy, Wen Xiao can be said to be the number one in it.

However, she was trying to practice hard, and the teacher in charge of the lecture saw this scene was not interrupting, nor was she not interrupting.

Over time, she was allowed to let her go, but she did not expect that she would be caught by Jiang Miao and punished for copying!

The more Wen Xiao thought about it, the more annoyed it became, and he was almost scratching his head in a hurry. But even so, she looked at Jiang Miao's sturdy figure standing at the front leading the way, like an insurmountable five-finger mountain, so that her grand monkey would not dare to climb over it.

Wen Xiao let out a long breath, thought about it, and finally decided - copy the book!

After all, in terms of cultivation, she can't beat Jiang Miao now; in terms of tactics, thinking of the series of calculations Jiang Miao made to save her, she herself can't compare, so she can only be obedient.

However, after being punished for copying, Wen Xiao did not dare to jump in front of Jiang Miao, and the group walked for three days before finally reaching the foot of a mountain.

At this moment, almost half of the people in the secret realm at the foot of the mountain have gathered, so you can see the color blocks composed of various sect robes from far away.

Except for Jiang Miao, a direct disciple of Xuan Tianzong, who was dressed in red, the rest were all moon-white robes. The corners of the clothes were embroidered with the symbol of Xuan Tianzong, which looked quite imposing and immortal at the same time.

As for the group of black robes not far away, they were disciples of Mount Taizong, and they were all cultivators.

The yellow ones are Dan Zong disciples, the purple ones are Yin Zong, and the green ones are Fu Zong.

Except for a few big sects that can be named by people, the rest are all small sects or loose cultivators. Many of them have formed alliances at this moment, but the colors are not so neat from a distance.

"Senior Sister didn't say that the fairy grass is very valuable, why are they all waiting at the foot of the mountain, and no one goes up?"

Chu Lian is a curious baby. Although everyone didn't know why, she was the first to ask Jiang Miao.

Jiang Miao raised her eyes and glanced at her, and said lightly:

"Wanbaolu, add it again."

Chu Lian: ! !

Wen Xiao: "Pff—"

In fact, Wen Xiao wanted to ask just now, but Chu Lian's mouth was a step faster, so the burden of additional homework fell on her.

"Laughing at the same sect, not loving the same sect, Junior Sister Wen, you should be punished like Junior Sister Chu."

Wen Xiao: ! !

Wen Xiao was so angry that he turned into a puffer fish, and immediately widened his eyes, almost jumped up on the spot, and was pulled by Chu Lian's arm.

"Don't be impulsive! You can't beat it! You can't beat it! We can't beat it together!"

Wen Xiao heard this, like a balloon pierced by a needle, and was instantly deflated.

She only stared at Jiang Miao in situ without saying a word, but at this time the smile in Jiang Miao's eyes flashed, and then she slowly answered Chu Lian's question:

"Although the fairy grass is very valuable, it must be the fairy grass after the Huanling flower blooms.

Otherwise, the fairy grass at this moment is just an ordinary grass with too much spiritual power.

Xianlingcao and Huanlinghua have always been dependent on each other. Xianlingcao nourishes the Huanling flower with its own spiritual power. When the Huanling flower blooms, the spiritual energy condenses, and the beads contain a trace of the law of heaven and earth, and the righteousness is true. It is this law of heaven and earth that makes the fairy grass a veritable fairy grass. "

Although Jiang Miao punished them, she dutifully did a good job of science for them.

So everyone suddenly realized, and they were ready to find a place to sit down and wait for the flowers to bloom.

Xuan Tianzong is actually a relatively complex sect, but they are mainly sword cultivators. Among all the people present, there is only one talisman cultivator and one alchemy cultivator, and the others are all sword cultivators.

At this moment, everyone is holding a long sword and walking without moving the corners of the robes, which looks very imposing.

At this moment, as soon as a group of people approached, everyone who had already formed a small group shot their eyes like lightning.

When they saw the logo of Xuantian Sect, the disciples of several major sects nodded lightly at them, then turned around and ignored them.

After all, before Zhibao, everyone was a competitor. As for those small sects and loose cultivators, they couldn't help but scolded in their hearts: There's one more to get a share of the pie!

The more ambitious ones saw that there were more women in the Xuan Tianzong team, so they snorted at them and clenched the weapons in their hands to threaten them, which was self-evident.

There were even a few slutty ones, whose sticky eyes had scratched on the pretty female disciples, and their eyes were nasty.

Wen Xiao frowned in disgust, but after glancing at Jiang Miao in front, she held back.

Senior sister has always paid attention to the reputation of Xuan Tianzong. Their disciples are only looked at with such eyes, and they will be punished for provoking without reason.

But it was precisely because of the silence of the female cultivators that the eyes of the male cultivators became more presumptuous.

Jiang Miao licked her teeth with the tip of her tongue. How many years has she not been offended like this?

"Everyone, line up!"

"Sweep the four seas!"

"Ping Bafang!"

Jiang Miao's voice was icy with a hint of coldness like arrogant frost, and she gave an order, except for the two disciples who didn't use swords, everyone followed the order and formed a sword formation.

Then, the sword formation rose up, the momentum was monstrous, and the swords were like a mountain and a sea, and the silver light shot in all directions, so that the open space where there were many dead branches and leaves was left in an instant. Cut cleanly.

And in that exquisite swordsmanship, those withered grass, leaves and branches have turned into dust, and when the wind blows, there is only a handful of loess.

The sword array was closed, and a group of monks in moon-white robes looked like a bright moon, and their spirits were like a star river. At the moment when the swordsmanship returned, everyone's whole body seemed to be filled with invisible ripples. But there is a deep micro pressure in it, which makes people unable to stop breathing.

There were even those male cultivators with poor foundations and even worse cultivation, but under such pressure, they couldn't help but slammed their knees on the ground and knelt down.

"Donor, when you are out and about, you are too caring, and you are underestimated by others, and it is not beneficial to yourself!"

Afterwards, the visitor chanted a Buddha's name, Jiang Miao looked intently, it turned out to be a disciple of the Buddhist sect. However, seeing that he was wearing seven splendid garments of Lingluo, with a solemn appearance and a solemn demeanor, one could see that this person had a great position in the Buddhist sect.

"Who is your Excellency?"

Jiang Miao squinted her eyes and did not have an immediate seizure. Then the Buddhist disciple tried a Buddhist ritual towards Jiang Miao and said slowly:

"Qingyuan, the disciple of Master Yunguang, the little monk, has seen the donor."

Cloud light.

The original memory is also there.

The reason why this Master Yunguang was able to make a name for himself in a Buddhist practice that does not seek fame and fortune is because the way he walks is the way in his heart. He feels that evil is evil, and he must persuade evil to be good at all costs.

Simply put, I am the world.

The promotion of Buddhist cultivation is also different from that of ordinary monks. The reason why Master Yunguang can become a master is because he had previously persuaded a wicked person who killed seven, seven and forty-nine girls to repent and weep bitterly.

At that moment, Master Yunguang immediately became one of the best master-level figures in the Buddhist sect, but after that, he persuaded the good and wicked person a few more words, then let him go, let him go home...

The euphemistic name is that although he did evil, he has repented again. He still has a wife and young son in his family, and his old parents are waiting for him to take care of him.

But those seventy-seven forty-nine innocent girls who died in vain didn't love her parents, and didn't have a lover who looked forward to her return?

However, at that time, Grandmaster Yunguang's cultivation had soared due to this matter, and he was in the limelight for a while, and no one dared to take his edge, so he really let the wicked escape.

And because of this, let Master Yunguang become famous in the world of cultivation. Now, when he is about to watch this Buddhist disciple who was taught by Master Yunguang himself, Jiang Miao's already itchy teeth were bitten by her:

"Really? My generation of practitioners have been fighting with heaven and earth all their lives. If they are all as hopeless as you said, then dare to ask your Excellency, what is this so-called now?"

"The little monk is here, but he is afraid that the treasure will come to the world, and it will only provoke and kill evil, so..."

"So you want to take the source of this evil by yourself?"

Qingyuan was at a loss for words, he chanted a Buddha's name, then lowered his head and said nothing.

Speaking of which, the advantage of being a monk is that when you encounter embarrassing things that are difficult to answer, you only need to chant the Buddha's name.

"What? Your Excellency has nothing to say? Then I dare to ask you what you just said, what position are you teaching me now?"

Qingyuan opened his mouth:

"The little monk doesn't dare, it's just that the little monk sees that everyone in the Xuantian Sect is so powerful, why should he bully the weak?"

Jiang Miao almost laughed angrily when these words came out:

"The high cultivation base is also cultivated by ourselves. As for us bullying those weak things..."

Jiang Miao raised her hand, and the long sword in her palm flew directly towards a male cultivator who was already kneeling on the ground, and then pierced the male cultivator's **** in full view.

Then, a puddle of water dripped from his body.

It's scary.

At this time, Jiang Miao's lips curled into a bloodthirsty smile:

"Your Excellency, this is called bullying!"

The author has something to say: This is the three thousand yesterday, plus today's worse than 10,000, I have recently good card, ah, ah, 呜 感 Thanks in 2021-08-0801: 40: 10 ~2021-08-1005:31:34 The little angel who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution for me~

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