Master, I want to marry the eldest brother

Chapter 202 Jiangyi City ([-])

Yan Xiaotang's four times of washing the marrow and cutting the veins were all closely related to Bo Xi. Bo Xi himself had been cut off by the Taiwei Immortal Sect long ago, but he had repeatedly made Yan Xiaotang's chances, which allowed her to achieve the best results in just six or seven years. Forming a golden core within a short period of time, with such a speed of cultivation, not to mention mediocre people, even if they have a different spirit root or even a spirit body, they cannot cultivate it.

Generally speaking, if you practice too fast and your foundation is unstable, it is a taboo for cultivators, but Yan Xiaotang is good. At the same time, the cultivation base is amazing, and at the same time, there is no hindrance in building the foundation. There should be hidden dangers in the formation of alchemy, but the vitality of the three grains of qi is already there. Molding her supposedly unstable cultivation base into an iron wall, coupled with countless moon spirits and star sand tempering her body, how could it be possible for her foundation to be unstable when she finally formed a pill?It would be ridiculous if the foundation of such a long-accumulated alchemy is unstable.Are those moon spirits and star sand just random things picked up all over the street?

Han Qiong Xianque had only saved up a bottle of treasures for many years, which Xi Yang specially prepared for Boxi, but here he grabbed a handful, who would have expected it?

If the four of them can stay here to cultivate, they will not be able to use it up for hundreds of years. If there is any way to put away these moon spirits and star sand...

Bo Xi would never admit that he looked at Yan Xiaotang for a while, and when he looked away, his heart was full of regret - he knew very well that the people above would not allow him to stay here for too long, and the time left for him was running out.

After a while, Yan Xiaotang opened her eyes and let out a "huh" to herself. It took several months to build the foundation of the Imperial Palace, and it took a few days for her to fail to form the alchemy last time. How did the alchemy come out so quickly this time?

With a look on his face, Bo Xi said: "In the past, it was not as good as using spiritual energy to build a foundation, but here it is difficult to think slowly about using moon spirit to form alchemy."

Yan Xiaotang looked at Bo Xi, but couldn't see through Bo Xi's cultivation level, and was surprised again: "Elder brother, have you raised your cultivation level to the alchemy stage?"

Bo Xi didn't answer her, took two steps casually, and said: "Taking advantage of the calmness of mind at this moment, I will only teach you once. If you can't understand it, it's because you are too stupid."

"Hey?" What, Yan Xiaotang didn't come over in a daze!

Bo Xi didn't give her time to think about it at all, and raised his hand a little far away from her, with a sword intent on his face——

Days and years, four seasons, Yan Xiaotang suddenly opened a door, she was outside the door, but inside the door, the other side of the door was all the years she had experienced, the scene reappeared, she suddenly realized, I thought I never remembered it, but just put it in the corner of my mind. When I looked back at a glance, it was all vivid in my memory, as fresh as ever.

There are scenes of her being hugged in the arms of a nanny, pointing at the falling flowers all over the sky, and the scene of milky and soft laughter, and there are also scenes of fighting with dudes through the bustling market, startling the tourists and kicking the stalls, and Standing on the city tower, watching the flags and banners of the army of the Yong State, when they marched under the scorching sun.

She used to be in it, but forgot all the feelings and experiences at that time.

It was clearly Bo Xi's sword intent, why did it make her see the past scene again?
"Mind, is clear and bright. Don't be confused by chaos, don't be distracted by things, keep one mind, and all opinions are true, can you understand?"

Bo Xi spoke at a leisurely pace, but Yan Xiaotang didn't understand it. She was intoxicated in the pictures of the past, re-experienced all kinds of emotions that she didn't realize at the time, but now increased—she thought she wasn't afraid Patience can be acquired through hard work, but she is not as indifferent to the world as Bo Xi, and she can't let go.

Bo Xi flipped his hand, and the sword intent immediately changed again. Yan Xiaotang watched the pear grove full of flowers turn into a small grassy slope, she and her nurse turned into two worms, and the bustling market turned into a canal. Ants crowded inside, bustling.

She was stunned: "Brother, what do you mean, mortals are ants?"

Bo Xi asked her: "Do you think we are no longer ants under the Dao of Heaven?"

Yan Xiaotang fell silent for a moment, and understood what Bo Xi meant. The sword intent was not learned by imitating one by one, but from the outside. When you look at it with clear eyes and hearts, you can perceive it regardless of the kind of sword intent. .

This is his method of practicing sword intent, and it is really different from everything she has heard, much higher, but although she can understand it, she always feels that she is short of something and can't find a way to cross the threshold.

There was silence for a while, wondering if Bo Xi would be disappointed, when he spoke again, Yan Xiaotang's eyes were reddened by what he said.

Boxi said: "Ziji Sword of Birth and Death is not suitable for you, so don't practice it."

Yan Xiaotang clenched her fists and stood up, with fierce eyes: "You said it yourself, but you are just an ant under the law of heaven! Whether it suits me or not, what you say doesn't matter!"

Bo Xi frowned, turned around and left, Yan Xiaotang rubbed his body to catch up, moved his feet, he didn't expect such an effect, Xiao Xiao was taken aback.There was an arc of light purple like night mist behind her, and there was no more star dust scattered out. This was not the star sand in the Wuzuo mace, but the star sand that had been absorbed by her and merged into the flesh and blood of her body, and it would no longer disperse. , but because she is too thick, there are signs between the movement and the movement.

This would probably be easy to see, and that would be dangerous.

Then, Yan Xiaotang thought about it, who knew there would be a place full of star sand like Jiangyi City?Even the teachers couldn't think of it. They probably thought it was caused by her cultivation method and didn't want to go to Xingsha, so they immediately let go of their hearts.

The words that Bo Xi hurt her came in the blink of an eye, so she put it down, followed up and asked, "Brother, is the star sand here still thick?"

Bo Xi nodded, and didn't take her rebuttal just now to heart, and sighed, needless to say, it's a pity that I can't take it away.

Yan Xiaotang thought of a certain treasure, so she held back and looked in the direction, Bo Xi was going to Sawman Mountain.

"Well, I want to drop the second senior brother and the others."

Bo Xi said: "The Tianwu Sword is my business."

Yan Xiaotang smiled: "Your business is mine."

Bo Xi rolled her eyes at her, she smiled like a bully, blinded her outstanding facial features, and teased: "Sooner or later, you will marry me."

Bo Xi deliberately ignored her, turned a deaf ear to her, and used the wrong trick, so she added another sentence: "I will marry you, don't worry."

Boxi's ears burst into red, and he stepped hard, pulling out a series of afterimages, and accelerated to escape.

Yan Xiaotang unhurriedly took out the mace without a grave, and said disdainfully, "I don't even have a sword, and you're still playing with speed in front of me?" Boxi picked up a few minutes' speed and chased after him leisurely.

The deathly silence still piled up in all places outside them. Compared with the calm here, the chaos in the ruined city above was even worse.

Stone carvings, the ground, even rubble would attack violently. In the past two hours, three Yuanying disciples died.

The hall outside is not indifferent. It takes a lot of resources to cultivate one of these disciples. Now three of them have died, but they haven't even found the shadow of Bo Xi. The world at the bottom of the tower is like the ruins of the entire Jiangyi city. Protected by...?

How can it be?

In a city that has been dead for thousands of years, even the demon cultivators inside have become dead souls. If they could protect Bo Xi, why couldn't they keep Jiangyi City in the first place?

The so-called protection must be an illusion, but even Zhao Nan began to wonder if there were forces other than the Four Immortals who coveted his great disciples and arranged this trap, just waiting for them to jump into it.

how is this possible……

The whole world is divided into four, and each of the Four Immortal Sects is in charge of one side. Only areas such as the southwest boundary line have little jurisdiction, but there is no room for the birth of a force that can compete with the Four Immortal Sects.

The last time a magic cultivator appeared was—Zhan Ji’s big apprentice, Zhao Nan took a look at Zhan Ji, Zhan Ji’s complexion was not good, Sanpin and Yan Yang suggested adding more disciples, but they insisted that they should not exceed the Nascent Soul stage, and it’s all up to this time Now, they themselves are also anxious, which shows that the dead soul of Moxiu is really something that even they have to worry about, it's not alarmist talk.

Zhao Nan withdrew his gaze and continued to think.

He hadn't heard of a demon cultivator for hundreds of years, and he hadn't heard of a ghost cultivator in any other place except he suspected that the friend in the grave was a ghost cultivator.

Other than these aliens, human cultivators, who has the ability to expand their strength under the eyes of the Four Immortals, and set up a big trap?
Zhao Nan thought, after all, he has not been in the sect for several years, maybe some news is delayed and unknown.

"Have you ever heard of any casual cultivators?"

The three headmasters who were talking about sending people all shut up and turned their heads to look at them. They have more or less thought of this possibility until now, but after thinking about it carefully, they all denied it. The world's spiritual veins are not innumerable. If you want to absorb and expand, you must first have spiritual veins for people to cultivate, otherwise everything is empty talk, and good spiritual veins are all in the hands of these few people in the temple, not to mention that there are no good spiritual veins outside. , Even the second-class ones can't fall on the head of casual cultivators, and the alliance can't hold water.

Zhao Nan paid attention to the reactions of everyone in the hall, not only Zhanji, Sanpin, and Heyang, but also the elders and guardians behind them, but he couldn't find any clues, and his heart sank more and more: there was one last possibility left. , that is the mysterious force that plotted against him and has not been exposed for several years.

Bo Xi also had the same idea, Yan Xiaotang coaxed him to talk all the way, even if she said ten words and Bo Xi responded with one sentence, she still felt it was worth it, and they were also talking about Tianwu Sword at this moment.

"When I left Lutai Mountain, I could feel that Tianwu Sword was still in the sect."

"Eldest brother, I have an idea. Since the Tianwu sword fell into the hands of the person who assassinated Master, will this trap not be aimed at you, but Master?"

Bo Xi shook his head, after Zhao Nan left the Taiwei Immortal Sect, Yan Xiaotang was the one who influenced him the most, and Yan Xiaotang was "picked up" when he went down the mountain, let alone those who plotted against Zhao Nan did not expect her to influence Zhao Nan step by step, Zhao Nan himself didn't count.In the past, Zhao Nan, no matter how much he cherished his disciples, the Taiwei Immortal Sect was always the one who put him first, and he would never risk his way to the Ancestral Barren Mountain for Bo Xi.

(End of this chapter)