Concubine Cultivation Records

Chapter 130 129 Questions
Qin Rongqian went out from the left side of the head hall, and Xiao Hanyu, who entered the hall as instructed, did not see the little junior sister.

Bai Qi stretched out his left hand, turned his fingers into blades, and separated the flesh between his arms. There was no blood stain on his fingertips, nor did vermilion gush out.

He just used this method to take out the Lianli branch parasitic in his arm.

The bi-colored branches were pulled out from the flesh and blood, bringing up slender rhizomes that penetrated the entire arm.

This twig can force another person to become an invisible hand, stealing that person's spiritual power and cultivation level, and it is difficult to remove.

This kind of spiritual plant is not a natural appearance, but a creation of the blood path thousands of years ago.

It can only be lifted when the sub-branches of Lianlizhi wither themselves.

But now, there is no way to give birth to this connection, so we have to look at its age.

Ordinary means can't hurt this creation that is rooted in the way of wood and full of blood.

When the bicolored branches and leaves were separated from Xue Rou, it seemed that there was a sense of uneasiness.

The branches struggled to continue piercing into the old man's flesh and blood.

And the old man has already programmed the messy roots of the twigs into a thin green rope with quick eyesight and hands.

"Come here, let me straighten and straighten the branches for you." He stretched out an old hand to Xiao Hanyu who was under the hall.

But Xiao Hanyu raised his eyes and looked at the blue color above the hall.

But in those broken golden pupils that were always exact, there was rarely some hesitation.

"Master, did you really tell Junior Sister that you were paid for this limp branch?"

Bai Qi was taken aback for a moment, then turned his head around immediately, and roared with a ferocious expression; "Old Fu will still be able to deceive people when he is old!"

Xiao Hanyu looked at Bai Qi who was gnashing his teeth in the hall, lowered his head, and remained silent for a moment.

Then he opened his mouth and said: "More than 20 years ago, when the patriarch of the Qin family returned to the sect, Hua Wuxia, the patriarch of the Hehuan Sect, visited the sect and refused to leave.

You said to Sect Master Hua, Qin Feifan, he is not here, his clan has its own spiritual veins, so why go to and from the sect on weekdays. "

Bai Qi looked at the eldest disciple silently, and the two of them looked at each other, and they both seemed a little silent for a while.

But Xiao Hanyu sighed softly, and finally stretched out his hand, allowing the master to catch Lian Lizhi.

Bi-colored branches and vines are wrapped around the white porcelain-colored arms, and the pulsating golden flow can be faintly seen.

He was timid, and let down the cultivation of the sect, Xiao Hanyu thought suddenly.

On the night when Bai Qi picked her up.

In the sky, it was drizzling, and there was a biting chill.

At that time, it happened that demon wolves attacked the village.

He was not originally from Haoshan Village, but everyone still classified him as the old, the weak, women and children.

Covered by Qing Zhuang, he fled the village.

He watched one after another young or old men.

In order to protect his wife, children and children, he was buried in the mouth of a wolf, while a group of people stumbled and ran out of the village.

But outside the village, apart from the monster wolves besieging the village, there is also an advanced first-order bone swallowing wolf waiting outside.

At that time, the one who stood up for them, the old and the weak, women and children, was an outer disciple of the Lingxiao Sect guarding the surrounding villages.

That year, he was old, but because of his low qualifications and lack of diligence, he was unable to break through.

Later, he found an errand in the mortal world and waited for the villages in the mortal world.

At that time, he was old and decayed, but he had only reached the fifth level of Qi training, but he had to face a first-level monster at its peak alone.

There was no doubt that he was going to die.

He is just a low-level Qi refining monk, facing such an existence, he is doomed to die.

But at that moment, he was still standing in front of those helpless mortals with an ugly face.

Sighing in his mouth, he felt that he was really unlucky.

He is a Qi trainer, he is not brave, he is responsible for cleaning the buildings in the sect.

The thing he is most proud of in his life is that his dust removal skills have reached the pinnacle.

He alone can clean up the pavilions and pavilions of the entire mountain in one day.

He is really not a very good person, facing the long journey of immortality and the hopeless path ahead, he has no courage to move on.

He didn't have the courage to accept the task of hunting monsters, fight bravely, and earn spirit stones to build a foundation.

He is also unwilling to accept tasks every day, tired and tired his body, and then live a better life.

On the contrary, he only completed a task every three days and lived a mediocre life.

He didn't have that persistence, so he continued to live an ordinary life, just an ordinary person.

But when the monster wolf attacked, he would stand in front of that group of mortals with a mortal attitude.

The reason, not because he is brave, righteous, and tenacious.

It is precisely because, like other ordinary people, he is cowardly and timid.

Because there is no difference, I am willing to sacrifice it.

He is a disciple of the Lingxiao Sect, even if he has been mediocre all his life, even if he has never insisted on walking on the road of cultivating immortals.

However, he is a disciple of Ling Xiaozong.

Even if he has not made any contribution to the sect in his life, even if he is so ordinary and humble, he is not as noble as others say.

But he still didn't back down.

He is a disciple of Lingxiao Sect.

The scene in memory is not so beautiful.

The frail old man tremblingly held the dharma sword in his hand, even his body was shaking, his withered face was covered with tears.

Cursing and crying about the injustice of fate, he said that he just wanted to come to the mortal world to fish for the elderly.

But still, after saying that sentence, he roared and called out the oath sworn by the disciple of the Lingxiao Sect.

"Disciples of the Lingxiao Sect, you should use the sword in your hand to protect the common people in the world!"

That was the first time he heard the word when he was young.

Ling Xiaozong, what kind of place is that?
The sacrifice of that old and decaying outer disciple of the Lingxiao Sect didn't seem to have much effect.

The wolf demon easily tore his body apart.

The moment he bought could only allow a group of women and children to run a few steps longer.

Then a group of old people pounced on the wolf like that, feeding the monster with their bodies.

Let the remaining women and children run away as quickly as possible.

At that time, because of his natural frailty, he was barely alive in the village, and he didn't have a healthy body.

When he stumbled, he fell to the ground.

And at that moment, Sister Erhua, who had just married, was holding tightly the baby in her arms who was not yet full moon.

But without hesitation, he took a few steps back, pulled him up, dragged him and continued to run forward.

Everyone is desperately trying to survive.

Even he, who always seemed meaningless to this world, also possessed some kind of belief.

Then, a yellow robe with golden patterns appeared in front of his eyes.

That was the head of Lingxiao Sect, Bai Qi.

At that time, Bai Qi, after completing the task of sorting out the underground fire veins and preventing them from erupting, was exhausted on his way back to Ling Xiaozong.

I found that in the village under my feet, there was a demonic aura escaping, and the smell of blood was strong.

He fell into the village and rescued the remaining women and children.

Afterwards, he was detected to have a spiritual root, and brought him to Ling Xiaozong, and arrived at this sect that he was curious about.

Because that day, it was raining and the wind was chilly.

So the master named him Xiao Hanyu.

Then, like other disciples who went up the mountain, he swore an oath to the mountain gate: disciples of the Lingxiao Sect, should protect the common people in the world with the sword in their hands!
He really, yelled that oath.

I am also willing to use my life to do it and fulfill this oath.

He has never asked for anything in return for saving people, and all the reasons are to fulfill that oath.

That old and decaying disciple of Ling Xiaozong's outer sect might have died.

But that disciple of Lingxiao Middle School and Outer Sect whom he didn't even know the name, maybe until the moment of his death, he kept it in his heart

After hearing the master's words and knowing the master, he wanted to put Lian Lizhi on him.

With his junior sister's life span of a hundred years, instead of cultivating spiritual power, help him overcome the golden elixir.

Xiao Hanyu's first reaction was to refuse.

But when the words of rejection were about to be uttered, he paused.

That's right, he should have rejected it. If he advanced to the Golden Core, he would actually lose a hundred years of life and spiritual power.

As a disciple of the Lingxiao Sect, you should not do such things that harm others and benefit yourself.

As the eldest disciple of the Lingxiao Sect, he is a role model for other disciples, and he can't do it even more.

Even if he put his life on the line, died under the lightning calamity, he should not be able to do this.

However, at that moment, he hesitated.

Obviously, he watched his junior sister grow up. Over the years, every time he went out to practice, he would always find something and return to the mountain gate to give to his junior sister.

In his eyes, the junior sister, like other disciples, grew taller year after year, and her cultivation became more and more refined.

The junior sister also started to lose her temper with him because of his strictness from being polite and indifferent to him.

Occasionally beg for mercy with him, and then continue to practice swords.

Although Junior Sister's current swordsmanship is also extremely bad.

Since he was practicing swords, he has never seen such a talented disciple.

However, that was his junior sister, so he should refuse the matter all the more, and then alone, advance to Jindan, and survive the thunder tribulation.

He might not die, he might get by.

However, he really hesitated.

Those sect teachings, etiquette and shame also stagnate in his throat.

He finally admitted it, at that moment, he was timid.

Under the golden body of the Gengjin body, the pressure of going through the thunder calamity itself will trigger the full eruption of the Gengjin breath.

He had already felt the golden feeling of his whole body when he established the foundation.

And at that time, he was not relying on himself.

Instead, the master who had engraved the sword command on his hand moved in front of him despite the thunder calamity, and suppressed the Gengjin body.

Only then did he continue to live at that time.

In fact, he didn't have a little bit of confidence that he could survive the thunder disaster and achieve the golden core.

If the junior sister was someone else, it would be an ordinary relationship with him.

He will refuse this matter, form alchemy alone, and go to overcome the thunder calamity, without harming his junior sister's hundred-year lifespan.

But now, he hesitated.

He hated the sect, hated his master, and couldn't bear to take good care of his junior after leaving him.

He couldn't bear to part with those juniors who were in awe of him, and couldn't help begging for mercy when they were practicing against him.

He was also reluctant to part with the elders in the sect who always had high hopes for him.

He was reluctant.

So he was silent.

He stretched out his hand and let the master put Lian Lizhi on his arm.

The reason is probably her junior sister, not anyone else.

After setting up the twigs, Bai Qi couldn't help but murmur: "In the future, you have to take good care of your junior sister.

In the future, you have to find some spiritual materials that can increase your lifespan and give them to her. You may have to rely on your junior sister for your future. "

"it is good."

In the main hall, that white porcelain face finally smiled.

In those broken golden pupils that always seemed indifferent, there was a warm light surging in them.

　Alas, people, sometimes it is like this, rejecting the help of strangers, but in front of familiar people, the defense is defeated in an instant.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)