Chapter 367: Attacking the Old Virgin Seven Hundred Years Ago

Children, you look at me and I look at you. After a long time, a little boy said: "Master, is cultivation very hard?"

Feng Feng has always been cold-hearted towards children, she said softly: "As long as you think that you can succeed only after suffering, you won't feel hard work."

With the first child who stood up and asked, the other children gradually became active, "Elder Sister, I heard that you are the most powerful person in Taoism, is it true?"

"I'm not the most powerful person in Xuanmen. Above me, there are sect masters, elders, and my senior brothers. To judge whether a person is powerful, in addition to his cultivation, he also has to conduct himself in the world and understand his thoughts. But it’s still insignificant.”

"Then can we also cultivate to be like you?"

"Practice diligently, of course you can."

"Elder Sister..." A child stood up and said, "Can we have a look at the Cold Yuan Sword?"

The Cold Abyss Sword was a sharp weapon, and the scenery hesitated.

Seeing the child's eager and curious expression, Shang Baizi smiled and touched the scenery with his elbow, "Junior Sister, if they want to see it, let them see it. With you and me, what can happen?"

Feng Feng thought for a while, nodded, and made a tactic with her right hand. A long sword made of cold iron appeared in front of her. The blade was azure blue and translucent. , and unmatched sharp feeling.

The children exclaimed, "This sword is so handsome!"

Shang Baizi explained, "Hanyuan Sword has always been the sword that the master passed down to the next master, and it is also the treasure of our Taoist sect. It is rumored that hundreds of years ago, the previous master held the Hanyuan Sword Killing the big devil who caused disasters to the world is also because we took office as the head, so the world can be peaceful."

Although it is also superficially peaceful.

"Hmph, what's the big deal." A little girl whispered disdainfully while crossing her arms.

Her voice is very low, but who are Fengjing and Shang Baizi? People with their level of cultivation can naturally hear it easily.

"Hehe, little junior sister, it seems that you have some opinions on our previous head." Shang Baizi opened his fan and smiled flirtatiously, but he also forgot that no matter how chic and handsome he is, a young girl who has not yet opened his heart I can't appreciate his beauty either.

The little girl was surprised when they heard her words, but she quickly calmed down and said fearlessly: "He is not as powerful as my father."

The little girl was spoiled at first glance, but Shang Baizi was a little interested in her arrogance, "Then tell me, who is your father, I wonder if I have heard of it?"

"My father is my father." The little girl with two braids tied with a red headband raised her face.

Shang Baizi shook his head and sighed, "It's a pity."

It's a pity that such a cute little face is matched with an expression of ignorance.

The little girl didn't know what he meant by pity, but she felt that it was not a good thing, so she snorted again, "Isn't it just a cold sword? As long as I think about it, my dad can kill the most powerful man in the world." give me your sword."

Shang Baizi smiled, "Then, with all due respect, there seems to be no sword in this world that can compare to Han Yuan."

"Boast, I want to see how powerful it is!"

Seeing the little girl reaching out her hand towards Han Yuanjian, Feng Feng hurriedly shouted: "Be careful!"

Jian felt that a stranger was coming to touch him, and consciously launched a defensive formation, and saw countless sharp blades made of water condensed appear in the air, attacking the little girl.

The girl felt a blur in front of her eyes, and there was a graceful figure in white clothes in front of her. The man cast out the magic circle, blocked all the cold blades, and also held the cold abyss sword that was flying straight.

Shang Baizi said in shock: "Junior Sister, are you alright?"

Feng Feng shook his head, then turned to look at the little girl, and asked softly, "What's your name?"

"I..." She couldn't help being taken aback when she saw Feng Jing's bleeding hand, blinked her eyes helplessly, and after a while, she continued, "My name is Xiaoxiao."