"There are now hundreds of sects in the world of cultivation, headed by three sects. The three sects are Cijing Sect, Qingyue Sect, and Xiangying Palace. The three of us are from Cijing Sect."

After deciding to go together, Zhen Shan quickly became familiar with Ji Yue.

The little girl looks a bit tough, but she has a simple and simple temperament. Except for Ji Wei, she has a good temper towards everyone else, and she doesn't have the slightest bit of the arrogance and willfulness of the eldest lady.

After she discovered that Zhen Shan knew nothing about the world of cultivation, she took the initiative to tell her about the current situation in the world of cultivation.

"Cijingmen?"

"Well, Cijing Sect was founded by the master uncle Luoying Xianzun a thousand years ago. It is the youngest sect among the three sects, but its strength is by no means inferior to other sects."

Speaking of his sect, Ji Yue's face was full of pride.

Zhen Shan nodded, "It's indeed amazing."

"My senior brother is the eldest disciple of the master's uncle. Linfeng Immortal Chief of Cijing Sect ranks above all the elders. He is also a rare talent in the world of cultivation for a hundred years. At only seven hundred years old, he is already the top master in the world of cultivation.

It works."

"The Fairy Head Linfeng? As bright as a jade tree in front of the wind, this title is very suitable for Mr. Ji."

"Really, right?" Ji Yue's face was filled with the admiration of a girl, "You don't know, my senior brother also helps the world and clarifies Yu Nei's good name. Whenever the people ask for it, senior brother will never shirk it, and he

Whatever matters we handle, no matter how big or small, we must seek a clear and fair approach.”

Zhen Shan was slightly startled, it was indeed in line with that man's gentleman's magnanimous temperament.

What's even more rare about Ji Yun is that he is a gentleman, but he does not rigidly adhere to dogma. He has a clear mind and clear eyes. He sticks to his own way without being pretentious, and he has a measured advance and retreat.

This is probably the reason why he is unique, but he will not be isolated by the world, but has a good reputation.

Zhen Shan praised him to save face: "Master Ji is very powerful."

Ji Yue gave her a confidant look and excitedly blew her senior brother's rainbow fart all night without any repetition.

If Zhen Shan hadn't reminded her that it was time to go to bed, Ji Yue would probably have been able to praise Ji Yun until morning.

A drop of cold sweat ran down the back of the empress's head, and the matter of crazy star chasing is really an inevitable event that exists in the interstellar world regardless of ancient or modern times.

Turning out the lights, everyone got into the cave. Across the table, Zhen Shan just wanted to close his eyes and rest. Opposite him, Ji Yue mumbled in a daze, with a hint of grievance, "I have been secretly in love with the senior brother for so many years, but the senior brother only

You treat me as your junior sister, but I treat you differently."

Zhen Shan: "..."

Should she comfort this lovelorn little girl?

Just when she was about to say something, the soft sound of deep sleep came into her ears. Zhen Shan was amused. It seemed that the world was so big that sleeping was the biggest thing, and falling out of love was nothing.

This little girl's feelings for Ji Yun are not so much love as they are a fan girl's admiration and love for her idol.

If an idol gets close to other women, he will feel disappointed, but he will not be jealous or do irrational things.

Of course, this is a rational fan and does not include illegitimate meals.

But isn't it the same?

Zhen Shan looked at the crystal heart dyed one-third red on the scroll of becoming a god, and his eyes moved slightly.

Ji Yun.

…

The four of them stayed in the town for a day and then set off.

"Ji Yue, did you become a thief last night?"

Ji Wei saw her yawning and couldn't help but yawn again.

Ji Yue rolled her eyes, "You care about me."

"Senior brother, aren't you worried that you will fall off while wielding your sword later, and your face will be disfigured? Tsk tsk, no one will be able to marry by then, and I will have to support you."

"Go away, who wants you to support me?"

"Don't worry, senior brother will not dislike you."

Ji Yue drew her sword and struck at him. This was what she had wanted to do since Zhang Mansion.

Ji Wei avoided it and flew into the sky with his sword. He patted his chest with fear on his face, but his eyes were filled with jest, "Junior sister is so fierce, senior brother has no choice but to run for his life."

Ji Yue caught up with her sword, "Ji Xiaosan, if you have the ability, don't run away."

"Senior brother can't bear that junior sister hurts me. I'm so sad to death."

"When you die, I will definitely set off firecrackers to celebrate."

"Oh, look, junior sister is going crazy with sadness."

Ji Yue: "..."

Zhen Shan: "..."

She turned to look at the man standing beside her, calm and calm, "Mr. Ji, are they?"

Ji Yun smiled warmly, "They have always been like this, nothing happened."

Zhen Shan blinked, "Master Ji Wei, it's not easy."

Ji Yun was slightly surprised, then smiled and shook his head, "Let them figure it out on their own."

Zhen Shan raised her eyebrows slightly, feeling that Ji Wei would probably never be able to catch up with his wife in his lifetime.

"You..." Ji Yun wanted to ask her if she could wield a sword, but seeing that she didn't have a sword, he remained silent and asked in a gentle voice, "Do you mind sharing a sword with me?"

Zhen Shan asked curiously, "Is it okay?"

He smiled, "Of course."

Ji Yun drew out his spiritual sword and raised his hand.

Zhen Shan blushed slightly and gently placed the catkin in his palm.

There was a little smile in Ji Yun's eyes. He held her hand tightly, pointed her toes, and led her to step on his sword. His spiritual power circulated, and the spiritual sword shot straight into the sky like the wind.

Zhen Shan's body was slightly unstable.

Ji Yun put his hand around her waist and whispered in her ear: "Be careful."

The tips of her ears were a little red, and she smiled softly: "It seems like it's my first time to wield a sword."

"Have you ever learned swordsmanship?"

Zhen Shan thought for a while. In her original memory, during the past thousand years, she would sometimes make gestures with branches when she was bored.

Although she had lost her memory, her body used those tricks subconsciously.

Each sect has different swordsmanship, which should also be a useful clue for her to find her original life experience.

"Miss Han?"

"Huh?" Zhen Shan came back to his senses, "I have learned some swordsmanship, but I just use branches to make gestures."

Ji Yun nodded, "Miss Han, during this trip, you can find yourself a sword if necessary."

"It depends on fate, but Mr. Ji, what is the name of your sword?"

"Autumn frost."

"...a good name."

In fact, the empress thought it was called Qinglong or Qingyun.

Ji Yun chuckled, "Miss Han is thinking that the name of the sword doesn't quite match it, right?"

Having seen through his thoughts, Zhen Shan smiled awkwardly and said, "If you take it this way, Mr. Ji should have his own meaning."

"That's not true."

"ah?"
Chapter completed!