Immortal Fu Yongxiang

Chapter 212

(Thank you to classmates Youzi Qingfeng, Li Moxuan, and o morning o for the pink~! Thanks to sammilee110 for the evaluation vote~! Zhaibao’s fever always keeps recurring, and it goes away and the fever comes back, and it goes away and it’s feverish again, and it’s so annoying~!)
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When the monks who stepped on the lightning grabbed the spear that was about to catch up with them, they couldn't help cursing, twisted it into a twist, then rolled it into a roll, and threw it into the sea ferociously.

The seawater stirred up thousands of waves, but the huge sound did not call Mo Ranyi's soul back.

She threw her customary draw bow instead of the fiery red spear that drew the wind, and automatically adjusted the target to lock on the person who appeared more shocking.

Concussion Arrow!
An arrow was shot, and its momentum was much weaker than before.

Even though her spirit was still in a state of excitement, her body was already overloaded. It was a miracle that she didn't collapse.

The arrow was still three feet away from the man, so it stopped in mid-air and could not get any closer.

Mo Ranyi suddenly felt that something was broken in his brain, he had a splitting headache, and regained his clarity in an instant.

Just as he saw the hunter's mark shattered on the man's body, the arrow missed its target and immediately fell into the sea.

This kind of mental backlash was not as good as the collision of frontal forces. The shock and tearing of her soul almost drove her crazy. But from the surface, she was standing there fine, but her eyes were distracted and seemed a little inappropriate.

the first time!
Mo Ranyi truly realized that the welfare system that comes with his time travel is not omnipotent!
It's not that they can't be noticed, but that people with less strength can't detect them. When they reach that level, whether it's intentional or unintentional, they can easily turn her mark into invisibility.

And the destruction of this mental lock is extremely dangerous to her.

If this person hadn't just dispersed the mark and hadn't followed the mark to attack her unprepared, then she would definitely be in pain now.

learn from mistakes.

Why do people have memories? Because of pain, because of pain, because of experience.

Mo Ranyi completely understood the meaning of this sentence at this time.

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When Zhao Qiming felt that one of the blood jade pendants connected to his mind was broken, he immediately put down everything at hand and rushed over without stopping.

What I saw was this scene:
The grandson he had just recognized was lying crookedly in a low-grade aircraft. Damn it, he was still in the shape of a white cloud. God knew that such a girly style was really weak.

His face was as red as a monkey's butt, and his energy and blood were very strong, but his state was not stable. The real energy all over his body was rushing around. He could tell at a glance that his heart was broken, and there was no protective light on his body. The existence of the sky-swallowing purple fire he refined for his grandson, and the spiritual sword attached to the sky-swallowing purple fire are probably gone.

Thinking about it again, what else don't you understand? This little guy is risking his life.

He has put all the things about cultivating his body and energy aside. His good grandson has lost most of his life. How can he endure this!
Grabbing the spear that had been chasing the two little things, he almost cursed his mother regardless of his identity. What kind of thing is this? How dare you print such a vicious blood talisman that will not stop until death?Do you really think that Zhao Qiming is dead?They don’t take their old Zhao family seriously!
It’s tolerable, it’s unbearable!

He gnashed his teeth in hatred, twisted the straight ones into crooked shapes, and still couldn't understand his hatred, crumpled them into a ball. He was annoyed by the sight, and threw the ball of scrap metal into the sea.

As for who this spear belongs to, he already has a clue in his mind. The spiritual power fluctuations on this blood mark are exactly the same as the unlucky guy who was tortured by the Hydra monster he met on the way here. Zhao Qiming thought to himself, I hope that damn bastard can hold on a little longer and give him enough time to go back and avenge his grandson!
Die in the hands of monsters, bah!Wouldn’t that give him an advantage?
He was still thinking about how to deal with the bastard who wanted his grandson's life, when Mo Ranyi's arrow shot over.

It made him a little stunned. To be honest, at his current level, there are very few opportunities to take action. Unlike before, where his reputation was gained through killing, now it is said that he is No. 1 in Canglan Continent, but there is no such thing. Several opportunities to prove this name.

Generally speaking, it is not an exaggeration to say that when two Nascent Soul stage monks take action, it can turn mountains and seas upside down, and the destruction of lives is just a side effect.

Therefore, at their level, "cultivating one's moral integrity" is sometimes a last resort.

If there is really any unsolvable grudge, they would rather solve it in other ways, just like those old guys who don't like him, they just make some small moves behind the scenes to plot against their old Zhao family, and don't dare to start a war with gongs and drums in front of them. Zhao Qiming really pissed him off. He couldn't do anything about those old guys for a moment. It was very easy to take away the foundation that their whole family had worked hard for several lifetimes with one sword.

The old ones in the Nascent Soul stage can't move, but those little ones can't move either?
Even so, everyone has this kind of tacit understanding, and when they meet each other, they still inevitably do a little testing. What they must do when they meet is to compare with "power". This kind of competition is not vigorous, nor exciting. It's a head, but the dangers in it are not weaker than fighting with real swords and guns.

Locking the opponent with spiritual consciousness is a basic skill. Generally speaking, monks in the middle stage of foundation building can master it. However, in order to be truly silent and calm, the soul must be tempered to be extremely solid and powerful. It is not a golden elixir. It does not apply to those who are in the early stage of foundation building. Some practitioners who practice special techniques and whose soul strength is higher than that of a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building of the same level can also do it, but it has never appeared in a cultivator who only has the early stage of foundation building.

Just now... Although there was a slight difference, it was indeed the feeling of being locked by divine consciousness.

He easily swung open the lock and did not attack with the flow, giving the girl a fatal blow.

It's just that his eyes stared at the past with a little scrutiny.

But for a monk at the Nascent Soul stage and a swordsman known for his unstoppable determination, even a slightly scrutinizing gaze was like thousands of swords piercing Mo Ranyi's heart. It was difficult to breathe and he couldn't pass through it. Angry.

The power of sword cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage is evident!
Just a look can make people unable to express any disapproval.

Mo Ranyi's current image is really not that good, to be precise, it's terrible.

She was already thin. If she were normally wearing such a slim and silky dress, walking on the street, although she was not plump and graceful, she had soft curves and a graceful figure. Coupled with her palm-sized and pitiful little face, how could she They are all adorable little beauties.

But now, she was soaked all over, her hair stuck to her head in strands, her pale face was still dripping with water, her shoulder-baring dress clung to every inch of her skin, and she was so thin Skin and bones, that's all, and her actions at this time are really... so unladylike. She was riding her hips on the giant blue snake like this. In order to reduce the impact, her upper body fit as closely as possible with the snake's body. You still have to twist your body and turn your head to shoot the arrow... Oh my god, where can I see the word "beautiful"!

The Six-Winged Demonic Snake only received her instruction to swim fast with all her strength. She really tried her best to move forward without daring to relax at all. She carried out her instructions thoroughly, without any slippage. She could only save her life. Not bad, do you still want the beauty?

Can you expect a snake to have the same aesthetics as a human?

Anyone who catches a snake at random will look at the six-winged devil snake with starry eyes, full of admiration and admiration, and shout: Great God, your movements are so graceful, and your posture is so strong and charming...

"Put him down!" Zhao Qiming shouted.

Just looking at the miserable state of his grandson being jolted for a moment, he couldn't help but get angry. Although this girl had good intentions, if she continued to toss like this, Xiaojiu would be jolted before she could die. died.

Mo Ranyi, who had just come to his senses, suddenly heard a loud shout from him and was startled.

"Senior is..." She vaguely guessed the identity of the other party, who was probably from the Zhao family, but she didn't dare to recognize him rashly, let alone let the six-winged demon snake stop. She just pretended not to know and kept moving forward quickly.

Half of them may be the savior, and half of them may be the bad silver...

"I am his grandfather!" Zhao Qiming yelled again, not liking the distrustful look of the girl in front of him, and even more dissatisfied that the other party was still "torturing" his children at this moment and would not stop.

He was so angry that he smacked down the six-winged demon snake, causing huge waves to rise on the sea surface in front of the six-winged demon snake, almost pushing them into the sea.

Only then did Mo Ranyi stop, panting heavily, looking at Xuan Jiu and then at the grandfather in front of him who clamored to be Xuan Jiu's classmate, the legendary Qiming Saint, and thought to himself: He looks a little better. None of it looks like...

If Zhao Qiming knew what Mo Ranyi was talking about in his heart, he would definitely slap her away with another slap. The thing he is most proud of recently is that the grandson he found is not like him. He has a stubborn temper and a stubborn temper. The most important thing is that both of them have spiritual roots of the third element. Their talents are mediocre, but their talents in swordsmanship are different from ordinary people.

"Grandpa..." A little weak, but speaking clearly, Xuan Jiuqiang supported his body, his cold phoenix eyes showing a rare warmth.

"Ranyi..." The voice was very soft, very light, but somewhat deceptively gentle, but the atmosphere could not be maintained. It only established for a moment and was interrupted by a long series of coughs.

Zhao Qiming raised his eyebrows.

"Xiao Jiu, don't talk. Your heart is broken. Don't speak easily until you are healed." Zhao Qiming pointed his finger in the air, and a little light fell on Xuan Jiu's chest, slowly seeping into it.Xuan Jiu fell asleep, and the lines on his face were rare and soft, completely different from the face in Mo Ranyi's memory.

She looked at his face in a daze. At this moment, Mo Ranyi looked really stupid.

"You can probably recover about [-]% by eating this Yuan Yuan Dan." Zhao Qiming threw over a jade bottle.

The Mo dyed clothes were opened silently, and the fragrance was fragrant. When I smelled it, I felt refreshed, and the tight string seemed to gradually loosen.

Swallow it without hesitation, close your eyes and refine.

Who is she? The famous Qiming Saint in Canglan Continent. He can kill her with just a finger. How could he possibly deceive her?

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When Mo Ranyi opened his eyes again, the sky was already full of stars and the night was stretching.

The island at night is lonely and lonely, with a touch of desolation.

island?

She stood up and looked around. It was indeed a bare island. There was nothing on the island. It was a hundred feet in size. There were only him and her sitting cross-legged in silence with their eyes closed.

His fingers touched his neck, and the cool jade-like touch made it obvious where the six-winged demonic snake was.

Looking around, the entire island seems to be in the sea, but in fact it is closed and isolated from the world. It must be the handiwork of the Enlightenment Saint.

The end of this island can be seen at a glance. Without the shadow of the Holy Lord, no one should be on the island.

Her eyes turned back to Xuan Jiu. Xuan Jiu in the night was not as dark as in the day. In fact, even in the day, Mo Ranyi didn't feel how dark this person was. Every inch of his bronze skin was full of noise. shouting the word health.

With a strong body, powerful arms, an inverted triangle waist and abdomen, and slender thighs, he was sitting cross-legged. The soaked and close-fitting robe clearly outlined the muscles in his legs that bulged from bending the knees...

Xuan Jiu, who was used to seeing handsome young men in the world of cultivation, with three-dimensional and strong facial features, at this moment had an unprecedented visual impact on Mo Ranyi.

She had to admit that she preferred the muscular type to the handsome type, and Xuan Jiu was definitely a masterpiece that had both.

The rapid beating of her heart suddenly woke her up, and her fingertips felt hot when she touched her cheek.

She hurriedly averted her eyes, but suddenly her heart skipped a beat, and she lowered her head suddenly. What she saw was the long skirt that clung to her body. From her angle, she could still see some inner ups and downs.

God!

How long has she been like this?
He quickly found the matching jade silkworm gauze clothes from the storage belt, and turned over a glass mirror. Looking at it, Mo Ranyi almost screamed.

Strands of hair stuck to her face, and there were stains on her face, with a little bit of sand. Had she just been fished out of the sea?

Mo Ranyi quickly and simply cleaned up, and was finally able to see. He tied up his hair neatly, put on jade silkworms to wipe his forehead, and found jade silkworm boots and jade silkworm gloves.

Wearing the entire Jade Silkworm suit, the effect of the suit is activated, the dust isolation array and the constant temperature array start to operate, the dirty sticky feeling on the body is eliminated little by little, the slightly cool air is blocked out, and the warm warmth The wind soothed every inch of her body, caring for it carefully.

My body feels better and my mood gradually improves.

She carefully recalled what happened before, not missing any detail. This was a habit she had gradually developed. The so-called adaptability, how fast can she react when something happens?If you anticipate the enemy beforehand, you will be safer and more secure. If you consider every possibility, you will be able to maintain an invincible position even if you cannot win.

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The silver gauze hangs down snugly. The woman is sitting sideways on the ground. The long skirt cannot block the slightly exposed silver boots. The gauze is hazy but not transparent. It cannot be seen clearly, but it lightly outlines a thin but tall figure. Straight back.

Her slender neck was as white as jade, surrounded by a pool of blue. She tilted her head slightly, her eyes were blurred and unfocused, and her eyebrows were slightly frowned. She held her heart like a girl holding her heart, which made people feel pity, but Xuan Jiu knew that she was definitely not a She is a weak woman who needs careful care. She is smart, strong and decisive, and has a valiant demeanor that is rare among men in the world.

She has a little temper, very childish and ridiculous, and occasionally has a little temper, but it is harmless.

Stick to what you insist on, and go all out when you set a goal. Returning to the Sky Continent is far away, but she has been working hard...

Like him, she was limited by her talent and had to work harder than others.

Generally, women with her qualifications rack their brains thinking about how to find a reliable man and have someone to depend on for the rest of their lives.

But this woman is proud, self-reliant and self-respecting.

There is a huge difference between him and the other women!

If you like someone, no matter when and where, no matter from the front, back or side, no matter from any angle, he/she is the best.

Xuan Jiu was probably in this state at this time. When he looked at women, he never looked at their appearance. When he was very young, he knew that women who looked beautiful, charming, dignified and elegant...women who had a good reputation in front of and behind others may not be really good. They Underneath the impeccably beautiful appearance, there are hideous ugly hearts that make people disgusted and disgusting.

His mother once told him that beauty or ugliness of a woman is not judged by her skin, but by her heart.

He had been looking coldly at those who approached him intentionally or unintentionally, and pretended to attract him... These women all wore layers of masks. He could not see their sincerity, and he did not know and did not want to know whether they were beautiful. It's ugly.

But he could see a rare true temperament in Mo Ranyi.

Although she tried her best to hide it and made many bad disguises...

Thinking of this, a smile filled his eyes, and the corners of his lips raised slightly, then quickly returned to their original shape with the slight movement of the woman.

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"Are you... feeling better?" Mo Ranyi turned around to face Xuan Jiu's eyes that were staring at her. A trace of panic flashed in her heart, and she hurriedly avoided his gaze by getting up.

She didn't know why she felt guilty, or maybe it was because she didn't want to think about it.

"My heart has been restored, thank you!" Xuan Jiu said softly, with a little solemnity.

"I should thank you. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be standing here properly now." It was Xuan Jiu who broke through the rain of green flying needles that filled the sky with his sword and bought them time to escape. Otherwise, even if It was useless no matter how fast the six-winged demon snake swam, let alone the sudden appearance of Holy Lord Qiming behind him, blocking the pursuing spear.

"You and I are from the same sect, so there is no need to be so polite." Xuan Jiu pursed his lips and said lightly.

Mo Ranyi smiled slightly and said, "I'll give you the same words."

Xuan Jiu raised his eyes and met a pair of sparkling eyes. The two looked at each other and smiled, saying nothing...

(End of this chapter)