I am a mage and a wet nurse, so using seven swords is not too much, right?

Ning Ruan didn't expect that her pot would come back so quickly.

If I had known I could come back whenever I wanted.

She should have asked for it yesterday.

"This pot... shouldn't be taken away again, right?"

Ning Ruan, holding her beloved little black pot, couldn't help but ask Ouyang Jian.

"No, no, no...this is the order from my uncle himself, saying to return the pot to you."

It’s not just the pot that’s returned.

And the strange fire of their Chitian Sect!

Ouyang Jian felt sad for no reason.

"Master-uncle?"

"This is the person who borrowed the iron pot from Junior Sister Ning."

Oh... Dare you be the boss of the library?

He's actually still a master's uncle?

Sure enough, there is nothing wrong with the law of novels that the boss emerges from the library.

After delivering the pot, Ouyang Jian hurriedly left.

Ning Ruan drove the Red Feather Kite to the Feiyan Peak Challenge Stage.

Today was the day when her seventh senior brother Juan Wang challenged Shi Hai, the third disciple of Broken Cloud Peak.

Challenge stage.

Shi Hai's face turned dark, and the resentment in his eyes surged wildly.

He gritted his teeth and lowered his voice:

"Yan Liang, you Xueyang Peak are bullying others too much."

"Invincible Peak, not Xueyang Peak." Yan Liang still had the same expression with his nostrils pointing upward, as if he was dragging a king: "Besides, you are too weak."

Shi Hai:! ! !

Since you already know that he is weak, why do you still have to challenge him in turn?

Can't we change the scourge to someone else?

"Don't be too arrogant!"

Roaring angrily, even the third disciple of Broken Cloud Peak, who is known as the gentlest and gentlest as jade, couldn't help but swing his sword forward at this moment.

Anyway, I have lost all my face.

Even if you can't beat them, it's still good to inflict some damage on the opponent.

Ning Ruan was hiding in the audience.

His ears were filled with the discussions of the disciples.

"How long do you think Brother Shi can last this time?"

"If Senior Brother Yan takes action, it should be within the time of a stick of incense, right?"

"It's almost the same. In Invincible Peak, it took the longest time for Senior Brother Yan to beat Senior Brother Shi."

"It's so tragic. Senior Brother Shi has almost become the standard for measuring the strength of the senior brothers at Invincible Peak."

"If I were Senior Brother Shi, I would never accept the challenge this time."

"You can't refuse to fight for the rest of your life. I heard that Senior Brother Yan only started in the Western Year, much later than Senior Brother Shi.

In terms of cultivation, the difference is not too big. It is easy to reject challenges from others, but senior Yan can't be justified in rejecting them repeatedly. "

"Oh, I really didn't expect that Invincible Peak never showed up in the past, but now when it does, it beats Shattering Cloud Peak's personal successor without any power to fight back."

"That's not what he said. The disciple of Broken Cloud Peak is still in seclusion. If he comes out, I'm afraid the disciples of Invincible Peak will also suffer."

"That's not necessarily true. Hasn't the great disciple of Invincible Peak not taken action yet?"

"..."

Listening to the discussion in the Western Zhou Dynasty.

Ning Ruan was actually surprised.

That is to say...when did all the disciples start calling them 'Invincible Peak'?

After a stick of incense.

Shi Hai was indeed knocked to the ground and was seriously injured.

Yan Liang glanced at him contemptuously, and moved his lips and teeth slightly: "Vulnerable."

"puff!"

Shi Hai was so angry that he spat out a large mouthful of blood and fell unconscious.

"Senior Brother Yan wins, a stick of incense, indeed a stick of incense!"

"We're sure to win, okay? This isn't the first time I've beaten Senior Brother Shi."

"..."

After the competition, Ning Ruan turned around and ran away.

It’s okay to go to the theater.

But she didn't want to be alone with the seventh senior brother.

Otherwise, she was afraid that she might be the next one to be knocked unconscious.

But luck is so lucky.

As soon as he sat on Chiyu Yuan's body, Yan Liang flew up under the gaze of everyone.

"Little junior sister, why are you running? Are you sad because you saw me winning and thought that you are just a light spiritual master?"

Ning Ruan:...

Why does he have a long mouth?

Just blow it up.

"I do not have."

"Duplicity." Yan Liang raised his head proudly and held his hands in front of his chest:

“It’s normal for you to be sad.

After all, you have an excellent senior brother like me.

But don’t worry, I won’t despise you for being weak.

Junior sister, no matter how weak you are, you should practice hard. Like senior brother, as long as you can't die through practice, you should practice to death. "

Ning Ruan:...

"Senior Brother Seventh, were you injured in the competition just now? Do you need me to treat you?"

Yan Liang was stunned and stopped repeatedly: "No need, no need, just Shi Hai, you are not qualified to hurt me."

"But there's blood on your arm..."

"What kind of blood is blood? How can cultivators like us care about such minor injuries? Ah, by the way, I have to go back to practice quickly. Junior sister, please come back slowly."

Ning Ruan:...

Is it necessary to run so fast?

Her healing technique is not always a reverse treatment.