Wishing everyone a happy Dragon Boat Festival~~~ Ah Bao is out of town, and all the posts are pre-written, but today there will be two updates for the festival, thank you everyone for your support^_^

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  His own spiritual energy had never leaked out, yet it was somehow detected by this woman who claimed to be surnamed Qin. Wen Ge was startled and immediately performed a rather complex ancient ritual with his hands:

  "In the following scenic view, Shu Mountain's literary family 53rd generation successor, dare to be Qin girl's immortal village?"

  When he heard Wen Jing speak, his words suddenly became elegant and refined, and he performed a ritual that looked very ancient. He also called himself the 53rd generation descendant of Shu Shan Wen Jia, Lin Luo Ran felt that things were getting out of hand.

  "The Shu Mountains" - these two words, no one of Lin Luo Ran's generation is unfamiliar with. The world of swordsmen in the Shu Mountains, full of wonders and magic, as described by the master of the Beizhu Tower, has made countless people's hearts beat fast and their spirits wander. However, it wasn't until the Three Gorges Dam blocked the river and several famous peaks of the Shu Mountains were submerged underwater that people stopped waiting for a spectacular display of swordsmanship, which reduced the longing for "Sword Immortals" by quite a bit.

  But the person in front of him told Lin Luoran that he was the 53rd generation inheritor of Shu Mountain Wenjia - wasn't this exactly the clue to the cultivator that Lin Luoran had been trying to find? However, this exciting news for Lin Luoran was tainted with the label of "colluding with Zou YaoWei" and became somewhat dull and unappetizing.

  Looking at the scenery, it seems that there is even less spiritual energy in her body. Lin Luo Ran couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. If this was the famous Shu Mountain Sword Immortal, then it would be too unexpected.

  The idea is that Xiuzhen Bai, Lin Luo Ran, doesn't know that Wen Guanjing's question about "Xian Xiang" is actually a euphemistic inquiry about her lineage. The Huaxia Xiuzhen world has long been in decline, and everyone basically knows which forces still exist. Wen Guanjing also fears that this "Qin girl" might be an old acquaintance or friend of the Wen family, and when the time comes, her master will come to him saying he bullied his junior sister, and he won't be able to explain himself clearly.

  Lin Luoran didn't know the meaning of "viewing the scenery", and was also afraid of saying too much and making mistakes, revealing her true identity as a careless cultivator. With a flick of her whip: "You're all shielding the murderer, now you come to spout nonsense? How ridiculous!"

  Wen Ge had witnessed the power of her whip, and Zou Yao was still lying on the ground, unconscious. How could he possibly take it head-on? He retreated out of range before stopping.

  Lin Luoran caught up again, and Wen Guanjing continued to dodge and weave, seemingly not intending to counterattack. Lin Luoran's eyes were sharp, but he noticed that the tip of Wen's right hand was changing at a fairly regular frequency, as if he was forming some sort of hand seal.

  Lin Luoran's deep understanding of the specific creature "Sword Immortal" produced in Shu Mountain made him anxious, and this scene seemed to be summoning a flying sword.

  She was in a great hurry, the whip in her hand was still made by Commander Qin, it was the only one among many materials that could allow her to infuse some spiritual energy, outsiders didn't know, but she knew how much stock she had left in her belly, if they didn't end this battle quickly today, and waited for Wen Guanjing to bring the Flying Sword Sect's help, then she estimated that she would never see her parents again!

  The long whip danced like a spiritual snake, and after infusing spiritual energy, a faint blue light reappeared. Lin Luoran relied on her clear ears and eyes, agile movements, and broke off several of Wen Guanjing's gestures.

  Seeing himself being interrupted every time he tried to cast a spell, Wen Guanjing's calm and composed nature was also somewhat unbearable. Enduring the heartache, he pulled out a yellow paper-like object from his bosom, muttered some words, and with a flick of his hand, the yellow paper seemed to have been drawn in, flying rapidly towards Lin Luoran!

  A piece of paper floated over, and when it came, there was still a sound of wind. Lin Luo Ran instinctively sensed the danger, tilted her head, and the yellow paper brushed past her temples and flew onto the street lamp post, where it spontaneously ignited and emitted a wisp of smoke.

  Lin Luoran calmed down and thought to herself that the thing looked eerie, but it was nothing special. However, the yellow paper suddenly burned out in an instant, and a thin bolt of lightning about the size of a small finger flashed across the sky, striking the street lamp post and leaving only the deeply buried base remaining.

  Tonight, the sky is clear and vast, even if there's a drought, it's just right that the lightning strikes the lamppost. Compared to simply channeling spiritual energy out of one's body, this is truly a magical technique... Lin Luoran's forehead broke out in cold sweat, if she hadn't dodged in time, she would have been struck and left with only her legs intact, it wouldn't be the lamppost that was destroyed, but Lin Luoran herself!

  Wen Guanjing saw her dodge and seemed to be neither disappointed nor frustrated, but instead spoke seriously: "Qin girl, cultivation is not easy, do you and I really have to fight to the death?"

  He said that, but early on, Lin Luo Ran hid from the yellow paper, his right hand had already pinched a seal, at this time his right hand seemed to be shrouded in a layer of faint light, obviously the attack preparation was already done.

  Lin Luoran sneered, "A cultivator who finds it hard to make progress. Since that's the case, you're also going to help this wretched creature... I have no grudges against you, but now you want to stop me!"

  Wen Guanjing's right hand slightly raised, and his aura became even more powerful. When he heard Lin Luoran's questioning, he furrowed his brow and remained silent for a moment before saying: "I don't care about your grudges, but the department has an order - Zou Yaowei cannot die, so I won't watch him die tonight."

  At least in the first half of the month, he can't die. Silently adding a sentence in his heart, Wen Guanjing said: "He bumped into Qin's daughter, and now that person is fine, you also beat him to severe injury, why bother to force him again?"

  Not dead...... It turns out that everything Baojia suffered, in the eyes of these people, was just a small matter. Two words "not dead" can make up for Baojia's past intracranial hemorrhage, visceral damage, and multiple fractures all over his body?

  Wen Guanjing didn't mention Baojia, it was fine, but once he mentioned her, Lin Luoran immediately thought of the scene where Baojia lay on the operating table covered in blood - while the evidence-convicted Zou Yaowei was protected by a so-called "special department"!

  Is it because Baojia is an ordinary person that her life will be despised by cultivators like Wen Guanjing? If this hierarchy is the way of heaven, then one day I will trample all people under my feet and never let anyone call themselves or their loved ones' lives something that can be explained away with a single sentence!

  Lin Luoran's eyes flashed with anger, too lazy to listen to Wen Guanjing drag on the time, swung his long whip and lashed out!

  Yes! I don't have any magical techniques or treasures, but my cultivation of literary and artistic skills is deeper than yours. If this is the level of the Heavenly Dao, then let's see who can outlast whom!

  Lin Luoran's long whip danced like a spiritual snake, and under the gust of wind, it actually brought up small whirlpools of air. It was clear that this whip had landed solidly, and even the concrete blocks cast by Wen Guanjing were split into several pieces under the whip.

  Wen Guanjing saw Lin Luoran and not only didn't stop, but instead accelerated the attack rhythm. Even a calm person would have some anger in their heart. The idea that Lin Luoran might be his sworn sister was driven out of his mind. He immediately shouted: "Finish! Go!"

  The light on the right hand rotated, and the fire spirit energy that was bustling in all directions converged. In an instant, a fireball the size of a bowl appeared at the tip of Wenguan Jing's right index finger, and as soon as it took shape, it shot towards Lin Luoran like a bullet!

  Lin Luoran's long whip was still powerful, but her eyes reflexively narrowed - even before it hit her, she could feel the scorching high temperature of the fireball, which was absolutely not comparable to ordinary flames. And earlier, the yellow paper had summoned lightning, these were the ways of a cultivator's battle...