You think I have pure spiritual roots, why are you crying when I am invincible?

Kun Lingfeng glanced at Zhong Tianyan and then at Wan Zheng.

Finally, it fell on Xiao Yun and he said with a smile: "Senior Brother Xiao, this is a rare and unique copy in the world. It is worth not to mention two thousand spiritual stones."

"In the hands of someone who really likes it, they won't sell it even for [-] spirit stones."

Hearing what Kun Lingfeng said was so mysterious, Xiao Yun also became interested: "Oh? Really? What is it? Take it out and have a look."

Kun Lingfeng glanced at Zhong Tianyan and Wan Zheng hesitantly, and then said: "It's not convenient to take this thing out in front of everyone. Please give me a step to talk to Senior Brother Xiao. I will show it to Senior Brother Xiao alone."

Xiao Yun waved his hand and said: "No, we are all our own people here, just take it out."

Kun Lingfeng was still a little hesitant, but considering that all the people present were men, there was nothing to be embarrassed about.

Then he reached into his arms and took out a thin blue book.

He opened his mouth and said, "Senior Brother Xiao, this is the only book handed down from generation to generation, the Record of Goddess of China. It was drawn by the painting sage Wu Gonglin. It records the top ten beauties of our Eastern China!"

"I know that Senior Brother Xiao loves beauty and bought it from a Senior Brother at a huge price."

Xiao Yun: (;￢?￢)

Xiao Yun almost spat out a mouthful of blood when he heard this.

What does it mean that I love beauty?

You are the one who loves beauty, your whole family loves beauty!

I'm a gentleman, okay?

Before Xiao Yun could say anything, Zhong Tianyan's eyes lit up and he quickly grabbed the blue book and started reading.

Watching and commenting.

"Awesome! Although it is not the handwriting of the painting sage Wu Gonglin, it can be mistaken for the real thing."

"Is this the most beautiful woman in Eastern China? I only heard of her name before but never saw her in person. Today I can see her in this painting. It is a feast for the eyes."

Zhong Tianyan finished reading the first beauty and turned to the second page. Zhong Tianyan was suddenly stunned.

"This...is this Uncle Yan?" Zhong Tianyan looked at the woman in the book with wide eyes and a look of disbelief on his face.

Xiao Yun frowned slightly and asked, "Which Uncle Yan? Is it my master?"

Zhong Tianyan didn't answer. He stared straight at the portrait in the book. He seemed to be so fascinated that he didn't hear Xiao Yun's words.

Xiao Yun couldn't help but put his head over.

The book depicts a woman dressed in white, holding a long sword, facing a monster thunder eagle alone.

Yan Qinghui in the painting has long hair like clouds and is graceful, like a fairy.

She didn't wear any jewelry, and she didn't put any makeup on her face, because for her, jewelry and makeup were redundant.

Her beauty is indescribable. Even the fairies in the sky are not as gentle as her.

Xiao Yun couldn't believe that the person in this painting was actually his master.

"This is definitely not my master, right?" Xiao Yun sneered.

Yan Qinghui has always been wearing a large black Taoist robe, and her body curves are covered by the Taoist robe.

His face is also covered with a veil, so he doesn't show his true face at all.

The speaking voice is quite nice.

But it is fierce and feels very stiff and unpleasant.

The woman in the painting is dressed in white as snow. Just looking at her gentle and peaceful appearance, it is difficult to connect her with her master.

Zhong Tianyan shook his head slightly and said, "I have never seen Master Yan's true face, but the name of the woman written in this book is indeed Master Yan."

Xiao Yun glanced down, and sure enough, there were words written on it.

Fairy Shuiyun, Yan Qinghui.

Comment: Unparalleled elegance

Zhong Tianyan let out a long sigh and said with some regret: "It turns out that Uncle Yan is so charming, but why does she wear a veil all day long?"

"Isn't this a night walk in brocade clothes and a waste of natural resources?"

"Junior Brother Xiao, I envy you so much that you can be the disciple of Uncle Yan."

Xiao Yun couldn't help but rolled his eyes and said to himself, if you knew what the price was for me to become the disciple of Xiaozhufeng, you wouldn't think this way.

If it weren't for my special spiritual roots, I still don't know if I would be destined to be sitting here.

Kun Lingfeng saw that Senior Brother Zhong and Xiao Yun were looking at it with gusto, and knew that his move was a sure one.

He smiled and said, "How about it? Senior Brother Xiao, am I enough to exchange for my magic weapon?"

Xiao Yun glanced at the book in Zhong Tianyan's hand. At this time, he had turned to the third page, which contained a picture of a charming beauty with all kinds of charms.

Xiao Yun wanted to reject Kun Lingfeng, but he was really curious about what the remaining women in this book looked like.

I wanted to refuse in my heart, but I said honestly: "Well, that's about right."

Kun Lingfeng was overjoyed and said to himself that Xiao Yun really couldn't resist the temptation of beauty, I'm a good judge of people!

After Kun Lingfeng took down his magic sword from the wall, he had no intention of staying here.

After saying hello to Xiao Yun, he and Wan Zheng left together.

After Zhong Tianyan finished reading the Record of the Goddess of China, he chatted with Xiao Yun for a while and then stood up to leave.

After a while, everyone was gone.

Xiao Yun sighed: "They said they came to thank me, but they all ran away after getting the weapons. Where is the sincerity between people?"

Xiao Yun cleared the food and wine on the table, then leaned on the bed and read the book of Chinese Goddess that Kun Lingfeng brought.

After reading it roughly, Xiao Yun turned back and turned to the second page.

The woman in white clothes inside seems to have nothing to do with her master.

After reading for a while, Xiao Yun closed the book, put aside these useless thoughts, and began to concentrate on practicing.

The peaceful days passed like this for three days.

Xiao Yun repeats practicing, eating, and sleeping every day.

The days were dull and boring.

On the fourth day, Xiao Yun was practicing in the spirit gathering array as usual.

A light blue sword light flew from the small bamboo peak in the sky and arrived in front of Xiao Yun's hut in the blink of an eye.

"Junior brother, stop practicing and follow me to Longshou Peak."

Xiao Yun opened his eyes and saw that senior sister Wen Qingyu was stopping not far in front of him with the Ice Soul Sword.

Xiao Yun quickly stood up and went to greet her, and asked curiously: "What's wrong, senior sister? What are you doing at Longshou Peak?"

"The master seems to have something to announce. Master doesn't want to go, so he asked me to attend on his behalf. It's boring for me to go alone. Please go with me."

Xiao Yun also felt a little bored alone these past two days. Since the senior sister invited him, Xiao Yun had no reason to refuse.

He immediately smiled and said, "Okay."

"Senior sister, can I use your Ice Soul Sword?"

"Come on!" Wen Qing controlled the Ice Soul Sword and came to Xiao Yun.

Xiao Yun skillfully jumped onto the Ice Soul Sword, and held Wen Qing's slender waist with both hands very naturally.

"Sister, I'm ready, let's go."

Wen Qing nodded slightly and immediately controlled the Ice Soul Sword to rise into the sky.

In a moment, the two of them had arrived at the main hall of Longshou Peak.

The two arrived relatively late, and the hall was already full of people.

Wen Qing stuck out her tongue and pulled Xiao Yun quietly to stand next to her master's chair.

This was Xiao Yun's first meeting as a substitute teacher. He couldn't help but be a little curious and glanced around.

Suddenly, he saw a person looking at him with a smile.

Blackwater Palace, Li Bingyan!

Xiao Yun: (???)

Why did she come to the Spirit Sword Sect?