Changsheng: I, Cao, can see the prompt

Chapter 223 Fortunately, I Walk Slowly
"Seventh Sister, did something happen to the battle over there?" Zhuo Weiting pointed to the sky.

Hearing this, Daoist Qihua took a sideways glance, saw that she couldn't help taking a step back, then turned her head, picked up a petal, put it on her lips, and blew it out.

"Just you talkative kid, Tian Ai, that guy died. I heard that he died very badly, with no bones left, and he didn't even have time to spread the news. The news from the fellow Taoist at the Tianmo Gate, Before the old guy died, the boy who guarded the lamp said that he had seen a faint flash of yin in the flame of the lamp. The ancestor said earlier that the title of "Heaven's Sorrow" is too big, and the old guy couldn't hold it back. Isn't that a shame?"

"Reverend Tianai is one of the older five demon generals of the Tianmo Sect. He once escaped under the hands of Master Yan who was a fake infant of Master Wanhua of the Qingxia Sect. Now he can't even get any news out. Doesn't it mean that Zhenjun has made a move?" Zhuo Weijing asked in a deep voice.

"Perhaps when some giant in the demonic way passed by, he saw that the old guy was not pleasing to the eye, so he killed it casually? Who can explain this kind of thing clearly, only ghosts know." Daoist Qihua said indifferently.

As for Haoran Academy to invite a true monarch to kill a mere monk in the late stage of Jindan, it is really a bit of a waste.

"Seventh sister, if you meet a fake baby monk like that Master Yan, can you escape?" Zhuo Weiting asked softly.

"It's better not to ask you this question. Seventh Sister Qi is only at the early stage of Jindan, and she can show her prestige in the sect. How can she compete with those who have lived for five or six hundred years, or even seven or eight hundred years?" Old guys fighting? The last time this real person Yan made a move was more than 600 years ago. Although it was just a test, it also shocked Yunfuzong Yingchenzi and his party. But with his current physical condition, he should be like Bixiazhuang Like that fellow Yangfeng Daoist, there is only one breath left. However, if this person can obtain the spirit of the Nine Infants and reconcile his own yin and yang to achieve balance, he may not be unable to live against death, break through the alchemy and become a baby, and continue More than a thousand years of longevity." Daoist Qi Hua said without haste.

"Seventh sister, is such a thing possible? We wait for the life of the monks to be exhausted, the energy and spirit are all weakened, and the realm of cultivation may not be stable, so how can we survive the Nascent Soul Calamity? Wasn't Daoist Yangfeng once the same? Jindan's mid-stage realm, but now it's just retreated to the early stage." Zhuo Weijing asked in surprise.

"You have not yet reached the realm, and you still don't understand what is meant by 'swallowing a golden elixir into your stomach, and then you know that my fate cannot be controlled'. As long as there is a slight possibility, this person will never give up! The ancestor opened the forum for us When I was in the Tao, I mentioned this person, if he practiced step by step, he would become the True Monarch of Yuanying in all likelihood, but this Yan Zhenren was too angry, unwilling to fall into the ordinary, and took the risk of merging the essence of the great sun with his soul. Refine yourself, refine your soul, so that the Nascent Soul will have a smooth journey in the future, and then have a greater chance of breaking through the realm of transforming gods." Daoist Qihua shook his head.

"Unwilling to be ordinary? Could it be that even the Nascent Soul Stage is just ordinary to this Master Yan?" Zhuo Weiting asked with his eyes wide open.

"If you want something different, you will naturally have a different heart." Daoist Qihua said with a smile.

Suddenly, she frowned, and then said to the two of them: "You wait, remember to shrink the power of the clan, don't get too involved in the battle between Tianmomen and Haoran Academy, avoid its edge, and try to plunder those refiners in Zhongzhou. A small family with Qi and foundation, to strengthen itself. Qingxia Zongxi is about to appear, and our Zhuo family should also make preparations early."

"Yes!" Zhuo Weijing and Zhuo Weiting clasped their hands and said, then turned around and left Qihua Peak.

After the two left, the real Qihua turned around and disappeared into pieces of petals.

In just a few breaths, she had already arrived at the edge of Linya Waterfall.

A man in brocade clothes was holding his hands behind his back, staring at the rolling waterfall.

"You old guy managed to sneak out of Bixia Village under the noses of other people. You have hidden some tricks! But as for your junior from the Leng family, the cauldron of Qingluan's spiritual body is a sky-high price. As long as you kneel down Please, I will accept her as my disciple, how about that?" Daoist Qi Hua laughed.

"Why is this so? The past is already in the past, so why worry about it?" Master Yangfeng sighed, then sat cross-legged, overlooking the misty water mist on the cliff.

Seeing this, the real person Qihua walked over gracefully, came to the real person Yangfeng, and said with a light smile: "Leng Shilin, raise your head and let me have a look, what do you look like when you grow old?"

Master Yangfeng only lowered his head, looking at the skirt in front of his eyes.

At this moment, Master Qi Hua leaned over and hooked Master Yang Feng's jaw with one hand.

Seeing that Master Yangfeng did not look like the old man, but instead looked like the old middle-aged man, she sneered and said: "What's the matter, I dare not even look at me. But I can still lift my head, so I'm not old!"

"You can still bend down, so naturally I can raise my head." Master Yangfeng suddenly pulled him over and hugged him into his arms.

"Hmm...presumptuous!" Daoist Qi Hua struggled.

"Ah Hua, you are still the same. Your whole body is soft, but your mouth is hard." Master Yangfeng kept groping along the graceful curve with his hands.

However, Daoist Qihua's struggle became weaker and weaker, and in the end he just let out a cold snort.

I saw him lying in the arms of Master Yangfeng, and said: "Leng Shilin, I haven't seen you for 80 or [-] years, and you are still the same as before. Why didn't you have the guts at the beginning, and now you are dying?"

"No, now the old man is as powerful as an ox, but as timid as a mouse! It's strange, what kind of opportunity did you get in Jiuyuan Tianjian at that time, so that you could form the body of Xuanyin the day after tomorrow? If you hadn't worried about Hua Mr. Qingzhen and your old guy from the Zhuo family have dealt with you a long time ago, maybe I can still break through to the late stage of Jindan now." Master Yangfeng said with a smile.

Between the words, the real Qihua changed to a more comfortable position and lay down on his lap.

The two sat in silence for a long time.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, when the setting sun was dim, Daoist Yangfeng patted the beauty who had fallen asleep peacefully.

"What's wrong?" Daoist Qihua said sleepily
"The old man should go too, if you don't leave this mana, you won't be able to maintain your youthful appearance." Master Yangfeng laughed.

Then he turned his palms and took out a brocade box, and brought it to the beauty.

"That's it? I didn't expect you to have such a heart?" Qi Hua asked with a smile on his eyebrows.

"There are two Zhuyan Pills in the box, which should be enough for you to use for a while. It's just that you have already taken several Zhuyan Pills, but why are you still so eager for this beauty-preserving thing?" Yang Yang Master Feng asked slowly.

Ordinary monks use a Zhuyan Pill, which can keep their appearance youthful for hundreds of years.

"The body of Houtian Xuanyin is not free." Daoist Qihua sighed.

"It's just a skin, why bother!" Master Yangfeng said with a smile.

Hearing this, Daoist Qi Hua rolled his eyes, and said angrily, "You guys are so nice, if I look like that old woman in her seventies and eighties now, you'd probably have left long ago!"

"You look down on me, this old man is a veteran who has read all over the flowers, and now he no longer sticks to the mere performance, but looks at the inner, the so-called beauty is not in the skin." Yangfeng Zhenren is quite complacent.

"Which bone beauty is it, why don't you tell me and let me have a look?" Daoist Qi Hua sneered.

"No, if I let you know, I'm afraid that even the bones will be ground to ashes by you! Let's go, I can't stay anymore." Yang Feng got up and patted his clothes, then turned and walked down the mountain.

After walking a few steps, the real Qihua behind him yelled in a low voice, and said:
"You see it's getting late now, why don't you leave tomorrow? Could it be that you are worried about that junior from your Leng family? When the time comes, I will accept her as my disciple, and I will naturally save her!"

"No need, that old guy in the East Pavilion has harmed many of your female disciples in Baihua Valley. Even if you are here, I don't worry about it! I have already sent Leng Chan to the Qingxia Sect. Xiaguang Zhenjun Yuxia has always been strict Strict, the sect's rule of law is clear. Qiu Chan joined halfway, and although he may not be able to be reused in the Qingxia Sect, at least he can spend his life in peace." Yangfeng Daoist said slowly.

"You gave all the 500-year foundation of Bixia Village to Qingxiazong?" Daoist Qihua asked.

"It's impossible, but it's only half of it." Master Yangfeng said with a smile.

"You know that in two or three hundred years, the Qingxia Sect is bound to go west, so why help the enemy?" Daoist Qihua sighed.

"The Qingxia Sect's six generations of Nascent Soul True Monarchs have continued to pass on, and now it is even more prosperous. There are two people, one demon, and three Nascent Soul True Monarchs living side by side. A sect that was founded less than ten thousand years ago can They can catch up with those sects and sects in the Western Regions who have been working hard for [-] to [-] years. Even if there is no old man to add to the cake, their potential and heritage should not be underestimated. The channel with the Western Regions will be unimpeded, and the head of Wunian Temple will bear the brunt at that time, and you Baihua Valley will not face it directly." Master Yangfeng said slowly.

Hearing this, Daoist Qihua frowned slightly: "But it may not be possible to live a stable life, Youyun Yaojun only has two or three hundred years of lifespan!"

This time seems to be a long time, but by then the current Jindan Patriarch in the Zhuo family will be resigned, and she will be the leader of the Liang family alone.

And if Qingxiazong wants to reach out to the Western Regions, it is bound to fight with all parties as a standing battle.

The Nascent Soul cultivators of each sect are the sons of thousands of gold and do not sit in the hall. As long as they are not [-]% to [-]% sure, then they are mostly testing each other, and they will definitely not really face each other in life and death, or they will affect the whole body.

If the seven sects of the Western Regions unite to overwhelm others, then the Qingxia Sect will not sit still.

The strength of one sect will definitely not be able to stop the attack of the alliance of seven sects, but at that time, with the temper of Zhenjun Xiaguang, he will definitely pick the sect that is the most escaped, and come to a dead end.

If a strong dragon has no blood, it will be difficult to suppress the snake head.

But none of the sects wanted to be this early bird, and thus was taken advantage of by the other six sects.

Therefore, this stand-up battle will fall on the bodies of Jindan Daoist sects, and usually it is not only the victory or defeat, but also life and death.

"That's a good way to practice. Don't slack off. In two or three hundred years, Qingxiazong Wanxiang, Wanhua, Fang You and the old guys are already dead. Wei Wujiu, Xuezhu and others may not be able to advance. In the later stage, Li Zhiyao and others are not talented enough, and they can barely form alchemy, so what are you afraid of?" Yangfeng Daoist asked in a deep voice.

"It's not that you don't know, the Qingxia Sect always likes to hide a few hands, maybe at that time they will call back some golden core monks from outside. It's okay if this is the case, but just in case some of those old guys take that step Well, at that time, Qingxia Sect will not only have three Nascent Souls." Daoist Qihua couldn't help sighing.

"It doesn't matter if they become Nascent Soul or not, that's something your ancestors have to consider!" Master Yangfeng laughed.

He has lived for so long, and the deepest feeling is that he should not pay too much attention to things that are not his own, or things that he can't do anything about, otherwise unnecessary troubles will arise in vain.

All you need to do is to do your best and obey the destiny, with a clear conscience!
"You didn't hand over the Jiuying Water and Fire Essence you obtained in Jiuyuan Tianjian to Qingxiazong?" Daoist Qihua asked.

It's just that she saw that Master Yangfeng didn't respond, so she gave a wry smile:
"The patriarch and the true monarchs of other sects have already passed through each other. Before that Yan Zhenren sat down, this thing is a forbidden thing. If any party dares to take it out, everyone will attack it together! Although your Leng family is divided There are a few branches, but as long as they want to track it down, they won't be able to hide it for long, so why bother?"

"You also know that the nine-baby water and fire spirit in my hand is nothing more than a remnant. It has been eroded by time and has little effect left." Master Yangfeng said slowly.

"What if there is an emergency?" Daoist Qi Hua asked.

"Even if True Monarch Yunhai can't get the Nine-Infant Water-Fire Essence in the Chongwu Domain, the hands of the True Monarch Yuanying of your sects can't reach other cultivation areas. If you have enough opportunities, you may not be able to do so in the future." Achieve Nascent Soul. Besides, don’t you think that the situation in the Western Regions has been maintained for too long, and it has become a pool of stagnant water? If it is going to be chaotic, let’s make it even more chaotic. Anyway, after the old man’s death, he will be flooded!” Yangfeng Daoist laughed.

"Let's go, let's go, I won't tell anyone about this!" Master Qi Hua waved his hands, looking tired.

"Well, you really don't want to keep me?" Daoist Yangfeng questioned.

"You are a cheap person. You didn't want to give it to me before, but now I won't keep you, but you are clinging to it. But now I don't have that kind of thought anymore, and it's time to practice hard." Daoist Qihua said with a smile.

"The old man is gone, never to be seen again. After 700 years, it will be nothing in the end!" Master Yangfeng waved his hand freely, then sank into the soil and disappeared on the spot.

After a long time.

Master Qi Hua sighed: "It's quite straightforward to leave, why don't you ask me another question?"

As soon as these words fell, Master Yangfeng suddenly popped a head out of the ground, and said with a smile: "It's a good thing I'm walking slowly, so I'll stay?"

Seeing this, Daoist Qihua blushed slightly in shame and anger, and disappeared on the spot, stepping heavily on the face of Daoist Yangfeng, leaving an embroidered shoe print.

(End of this chapter)