I teamed up with my nemesis after rebirth

Lu Yinshuang didn't want to answer Chang Jingyu's question, but it was a good thing that Ming Fangxue could stay in Jin'an City for a while. Judging from her previous life, Ming Fangxue was outside the vortex the whole time, and it was impossible for her to communicate with the forces in the dark.

Chang Jingyu coughed dryly, put away her teasing, and said seriously: "I have completely suppressed the medicinal properties of Qingwu flowers, and I also want to ask seniors for some tips and techniques for using spiritual power."

"Are you sure you can ask me for advice?" Lu Yinshuang asked back, implying that he is a demon cultivator in the sinking state, and the origin of spiritual power is quite different, and Chang Jingyu is not afraid of being led astray by him.

"If senior's lectures are poor, forget it." Chang Jingyu blinked, "We are all professional gentlemen in Dao Wu Xian Sect."

Lu Yinshuang slapped the table: "Your aggressive tactics are really clumsy."

He seemed calm, but a thin layer of ice had spread on the round table under his palm.

Chang Jingyu's eyes lit up, and the ancient snowfield suddenly appeared, vast and pure, with the sound of the wind, it was Lu Yinshuang's illusion of the ice ruins.

"Survive these three swords, and I will teach you."

……

The next day, Fenglin Pavilion, Rare Treasures Viewing Hall.

The butler pushed open two heavy doors. The old man, with white beard and hair, was the general manager of Fenglin Pavilion's auction, and he was bringing Ji Shou into the viewing hall.

Ji Chou touched his face, disguise and blindness cooperated perfectly, and the chief housekeeper who was also in the distraction period didn't realize that he was not Huang Ming himself.

"Old man, I was delayed on the road for a long time. I came late. I wonder if there are any rooms left in your pavilion? I really can't bear to go out next to these magic weapons and famous utensils." Ji Chou looked around naturally, pretending to be asked with an excited look.

The butler smiled and said: "Don't worry, my friend Huangming, there will be no guest rooms in Fenglin Pavilion. You are also quite famous in the circle. Today, I saw you and entered the country again. I wonder if I will be lucky enough to ask you a question or two?"

"If you don't dare to act, it's not ridiculous to use an ax in front of the chief steward of Fenglin Pavilion... Eh? I don't know who the owner of this magic weapon is? The Xuanyin fierce thunder formation of the Chonghua Immortal Gate is engraved with the Extinct Flame Stone, and there is fire in the thunder It's really good to have both offense and defense, but it's a pity that the magic weapon itself is too strong and domineering to be inlaid with spirit stones." Ji Chou waved his hand modestly, his eyes fell on a glazed pedestal in the hall, and he said with high spirits.

"Xuan Yizi, the owner of the magic treasure, decided to auction off this breast-guard because of this. It would be too much effort to change the formation diagram."

"How about adding weak water and quicksand to the Extinct Flame Stone to refine the immovable array, so as to protect the spirit stone from being affected?"

Approval flashed in the eyes of the big housekeeper: "Little friend Huangming really hit the nail on the head, take a look at this again..."

Before the butler finished speaking, Ji Chou's expression changed, and he coughed subduedly while clutching his chest.

"Where is this, little friend? It's okay." The butler hurried forward to care.

Ji sadly said: "It's unlucky to say, I was also in Liushang Garden before, and I was injured a little bit, and I haven't adjusted my breath properly yet."

The big steward heard the words with a sullen look on his face: "So that's it, I really don't know what Yulongfu is still investigating. What the demon cultivator has done is a certainty. Why don't you announce the clues and let everyone work together to arrest the culprit. We are afraid of offending him in the realm of cultivation." No?"

The corners of Ji Chou's mouth were stiff, and he said perfunctorily: "Oh, let's visit here first, I'll go back and adjust my breath first."

"What my friend said is that the old man got excited at the moment." The butler stroked his beard apologetically, "This way, please, the old man will take you back to the room. No one will disturb you around. If necessary, you can use the sound transmission talisman in the room to contact the servants. "

"Thank you, old man." Ji Chou cupped his hands and followed the butler to the guest room in the backyard.

The surroundings were really quiet, Ji Chou closed the door, and the look of pain disappeared immediately, leaving only a sense of composure. He picked up the tea cup, paused again, and let out a cold snort.

He didn't know much about magic weapon refining. Xuan Yizi was Huang Ming's friend, and Huang Ming told him what Xuan Yizi was selling just now because he knew what Xuan Yizi was going to sell.

But what he didn't expect was that even Fenglin Pavilion, a traditionally neutral auction appraisal sect, had pointed the finger at the sinking realm in a short period of time.

Zhenjun Yan of the Yulong Mansion has a good relationship with the Sunken Realm, but how long can he not be affected by rumors and can be investigated impartially?

Ji Shou pondered about the next action with a sullen face. The only way to calm the turmoil was to find out the demon cultivator who met Ling Haoyu, put all the blame on Ling Haoyu, and divert the attention of the cultivator from the realm of cultivation.

Before he could figure out the specific steps, there was a crisp knocking sound outside the window. Ji Chou raised his head and flew to the window, opened the window a crack, and saw Ling Haoyu, who was wearing a mask and a long sword hanging from his waist, returning to the Fenglin Pavilion guest room, and The residence is only separated by a courtyard wall.

This is the closest he has been to Ling Haoyu since he sent someone to sneak into Fenglin Pavilion.

Ji Chou stood in front of the window and watched for a while, then took out the jade slips and reported the situation to Lu Yinshuang.

……

At the height of the sun, there were only a few fewer medical practitioners entering and leaving the Lanxun Pavilion. There were many injured in Jin'an City, and the medical practitioners were too busy to touch the ground. Innocently affected.

Lu Yinshuang gave way to a doctor on the stairs, shook his head and let out a sigh of relief. He entered the door and saw Chang Jingyu drawing talisman seals, and the talisman paper Huang Ming gave was really good.

Just as Lu Yinshuang was about to speak, Chang Jingyu swiftly waved his hand and played a humming note, and a dizzying roar and explosion instantly sounded in his ears.

"The sneak attack is too obvious." Lu Yinshuang snapped his fingers without changing his face, and Ming Yang Lihuo burned the talisman directly into ashes.

Chang Jingyu was not discouraged, and smiled slyly: "Senior, why don't you look at the floor."

Lu Yinshuang glanced down as he said, only to see another array light up on the ground.

"The sound note is just a bait. In order to make you ignore the Immortal Binding Formation on the ground, I have been beaten for a day in the illusion of the ice ruins of my predecessors, and I have learned a lot." Chang Jingyu stood up proudly, her forehead was still unhealed Lu Yinshuang stood there motionless, making him feel elated that he had finally succeeded, "Senior has already touched the formation map, and I am also at the golden core stage now, this bundle of immortals...maybe it should be called the bundle of demons." , it’s not that easy to break free.”

Lu Yinshuang moved his arms, and several chains suddenly appeared in the formation, wrapping around his legs and wrapping his whole body.

"Senior, do you want to admit defeat?" Chang Jingyu stood up eagerly, carefully controlling the position of the formation to prevent the chain from touching Lu Yinshuang's back.

"Is that all?" Lu Yinshuang asked calmly.

Chang Jingyu walked a few steps closer, his eyes fell on Lu Yinshuang's waist, and suddenly felt that the neat belt and chains intertwined picture made people dizzy: "...isn't that enough?"

He froze for a moment, Lu Yinshuang disappeared from sight without warning, and the next moment a chill came from his neck.

Lu Yinshuang stood behind Chang Jingyu, with a sword made of ice crystals resting on his shoulder: "When you used the sound note, I was already floating half an inch in the air, and I didn't touch the formation at all."

Chang Jingyu slumped his shoulders when he heard the words, and it was not surprising that he would still lose to Lu Yinshuang.

"Not convinced?" Lu Yinshuang put away the sword, and was a little happy to see Chang Jingyu's unhappy look.

"I was distracted just now." Chang Jingyu half-truthfully found an excuse for himself, with sparkles in his eyes, "It's all caused by seniors."

Lu Yinshuang rested his chin with his thumb, and touched his lower lip with his index finger, showing a mocking smile of joy: "This is new, how can I distract you by standing still?"

Chang Jingyu clenched her fingers, stretched out her hand quickly to flatten Lu Yinshuang's pleated belt, and patted Lu Yinshuang's lower back twice while he was standing still, and said innocently: "It's comfortable to look at, senior Eat more, you're too skinny!"

Lu Yinshuang: "..." Are you a cook?

When he put down his hand, his first reaction was that the magic cultivator in the Mahayana period would not gain weight by eating anything, and seeing Chang Jingyu's smiling face, he must have wanted to play tricks on him again.

Chang Jingyu committed suicide again. When Lu Yinshuang narrowed his eyes and slowly took out the ice sword, he hid his head by the window, pretending to be pitiful and begging for mercy: "Senior, calm down! I have already had three sets of clothes ruined by you. It's really indecent to make me naked!"

"It's none of my business to lose face to the Martial Immortal Sect." Lu Yinshuang said inhumanely.

Chang Jingyu made a gesture to jump out of the window, but just as he supported the window sill, there was a splash from across the street, and someone fell directly to the ground from the window on the second floor.

Chang Jingyu took a closer look, and it was Ling Qian who fell down.

The author has something to say: Chang Jingyu: All the talents have been washed away, and the sneak attack, trap and illusion are added again (not

Lu Yinshuang: You seem to have forgotten that you are a swordsman :)