Chapter 13 Abolish you, this seat is easy!

Jun Muqian narrowed her eyes and immediately recognized the person standing in front of her. He was an admirer of Ye Wanying, named Fu Sheng.

  She could remember it because this admirer looked really ugly.

  "Is it okay to give way?" It was too ugly. Jun Muzhen could only turn his head away. "You are ugly and you are scaring people. You are making more mistakes." When Fu Sheng heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then he got angry: "Mu

  Qian , you actually dare to scold me?"

  "What's wrong with scolding you?" Jun Muqian raised her lips, "If you dawdle in front of me again, you will be beaten."

  Although she had just put in the spirit, she was still dealing with an empty spirit. Scholars, that's not a problem.

  Her fighting experience is better than these disciples living in cages.

  But Fu Sheng's spirit root seems to be the imperial spirit root?

  That's easier.

  "Hmph, Junior Sister Wanying said you had changed your gender, and I thought it was a lie." Fu Sheng sneered, "I didn't expect you had changed your gender, and it turned out to be even more annoying." "It seems you really want to fight

  . "Jun Muqian rolled up her sleeves slowly, "Come on, I'll give you a move."

  She insisted on hitting the person who scolded her.

  In order to win Ye Wanying's favor, Fu Sheng had done many things to the little girl.

  He even pushed it into the cesspit several times.

  "Mu Qian, your strength is useless, have you also lost your brain now?" Fu Sheng sneered, "I am a second-level spiritual warrior, and you are not even a spiritual warrior, why would you let me?" Then he responded with a sudden realization

  : "Oh, I understand, you must have seen that Junior Sister Wanying is so talented and so beaten..."

  Ran!

  Before he could even utter the last word, a strong gust of wind suddenly blew past him, and he was met with a fist.

  "Puff——", a scream blurted out!

  Before he could react, Fu Sheng fell to the ground, and his clothes were torn apart by spiritual power.

  Jun Muqian slowly retracted his fist, frowned, and whispered: "It's still too weak."

  If it was a tie, Xuanyin Fist could definitely kill this person.

  But it's already very good. If she hadn't opened the eight meridians, I'm afraid she wouldn't even be able to reach the eighth level.

  Yes.

  In the previous spring of life and creation, every time she awakened a vein, her level rose accordingly, up to eight levels in a row!

  The more pulses that are awakened, the higher the innate cultivation will naturally be.

  "Ouch, ouch..." Fu Sheng covered his lower body and got up in pain, "Mu Qian, you loser, you actually dare to hit me!" "Little loser, kneel down and admit your mistake!" His face was ferocious

  , He said fiercely, "If you make me happy, uncle, I might even reward you with a first-grade elixir."

  Jun Mu's eyes turned cold.

  Although the fighting ability of Yulinggen is not as strong as that of Doulinggen, it is an indispensable existence on the mainland.

  Because only cultivators with the spirit-controlling root can awaken their natal fire and perform alchemy, forging, enchanting weapons, and making runes, etc.

  Fu Sheng, on the other hand, took the path of alchemy.

  But not all practitioners of Yulinggen have natal flames.

  Fu Sheng is one of them, so until now, he has not been able to become a first-grade alchemist.

  "Can you refine a first-grade elixir?" Jun Muqian glanced at him contemptuously, "I don't think you can even refine a single elixir." It would be very difficult to advance with just ordinary flames

  .

  Therefore, Yulinggen is more difficult to cultivate than Doulinggen, and its survivability is also lower.

  "You're talking nonsense!" Fu Sheng was stabbed in the sore spot and jumped up violently, "Mu Qian, today, I will teach you a good lesson for Junior Sister Wanying!"

  It was when he learned that this loser had been punished again that he deliberately made a small mistake and came to Penitence Cliff in order to mock her.

  He wanted her to know that she would only be stepped on, and she would only be able to carry Junior Sister Wanying's shoes!

  "Ye Wanying?" Jun Muqian chuckled suddenly. She bent down and picked up a branch, "Okay, let's start with beating the dog." With the rules in place,

  she had killed Fu Sheng so far.

  But it was easy to destroy him.

  Jun Muqian clicked her tongue: "It's just that this weapon is not easy to use."

  She missed her long whip a little, but it was a pity that it had been cut off in that thousand-mile chase.

  "Mu Qian, are you really crazy?" Fu Sheng couldn't stop laughing, his eyes full of contempt, "Junior Sister Wanying is so kind to you because she is blind." "You must have been with Junior Sister Wanying all the time

  . I'm jealous of her, what are you pretending to do?!"

  "Bang!"

  Almost as soon as the words fell, Jun Muzhen had already pulled out the branch in his hand.

  She didn't give Fu Sheng time to react, and continued pumping without mercy, starting with the left and then the right.

  The branches flew up and down in the hands of the purple-clothed woman, like long snakes dancing.

  It's chaotic and chaotic, with light and shadow dancing against it.

  This was a very beautiful scene, but it was ruined by bursts of screams.

  Fu Sheng was beaten until he was rolling on the ground and howling.

  "Mu Qian! Do you know what you are doing? Aren't you afraid of being punished by the patriarchal hall if you commit suicide privately?"

  As soon as he finished speaking, the tree branch sealed his mouth in the next second.

  "Disposal?" Jun Muqian said in a slow voice, "This is just a small discussion between you and me. Do you think your family runs the clan hall?" Fu Sheng was so angry that he couldn't speak because of the pain

  .

  Although he is a second-level spiritual warrior and does not have much fighting ability, he is not comparable to Mu Qian!

  And the most annoying thing is that the disciples in charge of guarding have all gone to rest at this time, and they can't hear any movement here at all.

  He can only be humiliated and beaten.

  There was another sharp sound, and suddenly, the branches split in response!

  It was broken alive.

  "It's useless." Jun Muzhen threw the broken branch to the ground and said coldly, "Hitting you will make my hands dirty." Severe pain hit, Fu Sheng's eyes darkened and he almost fainted: "Mu

  , Mu Qian, you..."

  What's going on?

  Does it hurt that much when a tree branch hits someone?

  However, there are no scars on his body at all!

  Thinking of this, Fu Sheng was so angry that he vomited blood and shouted angrily: "Mu Qian, you have offended Junior Sister Wanying, you will die sooner or later!" Jun Mu Qian ignored him at all and stepped over, rubbing his wrists as he walked

  .

  Her body is really too thin, it seems she still needs some training.

  Finding a place where she couldn't see the ugly face, she sat cross-legged, concentrating her breath, and began to circulate her dantian.

  However, when it turned around this time, Jun Muqian suddenly felt something was wrong.

  "Strange." She frowned, "The spiritual energy seems to be consumed even more."

  She doesn't have spiritual roots, so she doesn't need to use spiritual energy to nourish the spiritual roots.

  "Maybe it's a problem with this technique." Jun Muqian exhaled slowly and raised her red lips slightly, "But it's really powerful." Although she hasn't even mastered the "Nine Revolutions of Creation Magic" until now, her cultivation speed is already very fast

  . Quite a lot.

  Presumably, there are more benefits later.

  But the woman in purple who was immersed in her cultivation didn't notice that the center of her eyebrows suddenly lit up, but it quickly went out again.

  And that place is exactly... where the spiritual root is.