Ye Xiaonian, a disciple, made Feng Xingying very satisfied with his talent in alchemy.
Feng Xingying sometimes felt that God had been kind to her, and the several disciples she met were very good in qualifications and character.
Ye Xiaonian, like Ye Jingning back then, also learned to make alchemy overnight, but Ye Xiaonian was not as stubborn and strong as Ye Jingning, but was as considerate as a daughter.
Feng Xingying, who was practicing, felt that the spiritual power around him was becoming more abundant. The spiritual power was at least three times the normal level.
If something went wrong, there must be a monster. This change made Feng Xingying chase him out sensitively.
She only saw a black figure disappear in a flash, but the spiritual energy attracted by him did not dissipate.
Feng Xingying felt warm in his heart, but felt a little helpless.
She knew it was Qin Molin without even seeing the person. It was not easy to conceal a person's aura.
He was always by her side, but she couldn't accept the current Qin Molin.
Feng Xingying lowered her eyes and returned to the courtyard to practice. That night, the spiritual power in her small courtyard was about three times that of others, which was supported by Qin Molin's strong strength.
Feng Xingying did not explore further, and finally let Qin Molin breathe a sigh of relief.
By the second day, Qin Molin knew that Feng Xingying did not reject him, and he couldn't stand the sneaky onlookers, so he simply showed up at Xingchen Academy openly.
Aren't there always rumors outside that Qin Molin and Feng Xingying eloped, committed suicide, or died? Then he just needs to show his face more and the rumors will be disproven.
Qin Molin had a cold face and walked around the Star Academy with a few deacons from Tongtian Pavilion.
Walk around at will? Did you happen to come across the bustling Dou Ling Terrace
It was obviously planned!
Anyway, when Feng Xingying and An Rushan were preparing to go to war, Qin Molin, the master of Tongtian Pavilion, "just happened to" pass by and said in a good mood:
"This pavilion master has been in seclusion for a long time and hasn't come out to join in the fun for a long time, so I will be your referee."
He is indeed not Qin Molin. He is more willful than Qin Molin.
Feng Xingying glanced at the tall man on the stage, listened to the admiration and screams of the girls around him, and quietly climbed onto the fighting platform.
An Rushan is a child of the Xuanwu family. He is about 27 or 28 years old, but he looks relatively small, round and like a thick little meat dumpling.
To put it more carefully, he is a head shorter than an average man and a bit fatter. He looks quite funny.
"Fire Phoenix, I saw your spiritual sword yesterday. It's very powerful. I am an awakened member of the Xuanwu Clan, with an eight-star qualification. I am also older than you. Don't be careless."
After An Rushan said this, he rolled his body into a ball and rolled his body towards Feng Xingying.
In this round, Feng Xingying did not dare to be careless.
I heard that An Rushan is not very old, but he is already the star master of Xuanwu Star, which proves that he is a person who has awakened the divine veins, and his qualifications are good. He must be able to secure the first place in the Spirit King Group because of more than just defense.
Before figuring out the opponent's attack methods, Feng Xingying decided to use offense to force out the opponent's methods.
Feng Xingying's commonly used spiritual skill, the Fire Phoenix Sword, pours the spiritual power of fire into the sword, and a huge scorching fire phoenix bird flies out from the tip of the sword, roaring and circling, and a scorching wave of fire is drawn in front of her, rolling. Like a lifelike fire phoenix, it rushes towards the opponent without fear of death.
Qin Molin, the referee, was actually distracted at this moment, admiring Feng Xingying's magical skills with fascination. It was really beautiful.