Xie Xuanyang's martial power is higher than ordinary people, Bai Qishan has known from the first day of his entry, but he never thought that it would be so high. With a mortal body that can't even draw Qi into the body, swing a sword that is comparable to a swordsman in the Dao? This is something that Bai Qishan never dreamed of.
Is Xie Xuanyang really a person without spiritual roots? Bai Qishan couldn't help but doubt the authenticity of his identity, and now think that Xie Xuanyang has never directly admitted his spiritual roots, nor has he ever said that he has never drawn qi into his body. Xie Xuanyang only said that he cultivated swords from the beginning, and it was Bai Qishan who thought that he wanted to become a swordsman instead of already a swordsman.
What did he do in the Heavenly Title Sect? Could it be that as Fu Sheng said at the beginning, he was a traitor sent by Mo Xiu? Bai Qishan couldn't help but take a few steps back, with vigilance in his eyes.
"Xuanyang!" The person who had just rushed over got up from the ground at this moment, gasping for several breaths with lingering fears, "I was scared to death just now, fortunately you are here."
Only then did several people notice this person, who was carrying a sword and wearing a white robe of Tianxianzong. Different from the uniformed outer sect disciple robe of several people, his cuffs are embroidered with delicate dark patterns, and the mysterious meaning revealed in them shows that the dark patterns are not simple decorations but guards, and around his waist hangs. A hollow jade pendant with a crystal bead hanging from the jade pendant. These all indicate that this person is an inner disciple or a disciple of Jianfeng.
"Ling Yan, why are you here?" Xie Xuanyang put his sword away and asked sideways.
This person is Mo Lingyan, who came to the Heavenly Title Sect with him, and is now Liuyun, the last disciple under the throne of the first Qingxiao Daojun in Jianfeng. It stands to reason that he shouldn't appear here, but he should be practicing Wujian under the guidance of Daojun Qingxiao and establish his foundation as soon as possible.
"Of course it's for the mission." Mo Lingyan took out the jade token in his arms and shook it, "I don't know what my master thinks. Yesterday, my senior brother and I took over the task of collecting dew grass."
Inner sect disciples do not need to accept tasks at all before foundation building, and all cultivation resources will be provided unconditionally by the master sect. What's more, collecting dew grass is really an outer sect task, and the rewards are useless for inner sect disciples, but it's just a waste of time.
So the popular senior brother is also here? Hearing this, Xie Xuanyang looked at the jade card in Mo Lingyan's hand and thought.
The popularity is now in the middle of the heart, and in a few years, it will enter the later stage and form a golden elixir. If it is said that the disciples in the Qi-Refining Stage can use the aura around the Dew-Grass for the purpose of collecting the dew-grass to calm down their mood, it would be hard to say. After all, the effect of the dew-grass is to help the cultivator to calm down, but why should the popularity of the Heart Period also come? This made Xie Xuanyang somewhat unable to understand the purpose of this task, and the mind of Daojun Qingxiao was somewhat difficult to understand.
"One of the other two turned out to be you!" Fu Sheng shouted when he saw the jade card in Mo Lingyan's hand, "I just said why I couldn't find the last piece!" Fu Sheng wanted to take the last piece so that he could get the other two The younger brother also came to do this task, but he didn't expect that he could not find it. No matter how much he looked for it among the outer disciples, he didn't know its trace, but he didn't expect it to be taken away by the inner sect.
"You are also here to do the Lucao mission?" Mo Lingyan looked at Xie Xuanyang and at the other people, and suddenly realized. He said why Xuan Yang was here, it turned out to be a companion for this task. He also thought that the master wanted to ask his senior brother to take him out to practice, and let the steward change the cooperation task of several people to two people.
"I thought it was just me and my senior brother who didn't wait for you." Mo Lingyan scratched her head and smiled embarrassingly with the others, "It's fortunate that you didn't walk with us before. When my senior brother came, he suddenly found out that there was something wrong with the beast forest, so he went to investigate, but unexpectedly there was a beast tide."
"This senior brother..." Bai Qishan paused and found that they still didn't know his name.
"Oh, I'm Liuyun, the last disciple of Daojun Qingxiao." Only then did Mo Lingyan realize that she had just been chatting with Xie Xuanyang, and forgot to tell these junior brothers and sisters his names, "This time It is to do the dew grass mission with my senior brother Pop."
The disciple of Daojun Qingxiao? ! A few people were stunned when they heard it. They thought it was an elder from the inner door, but they didn't expect it to be the famous Daojun Qingxiao! Daojun's disciples would actually do the same task as their outer sects, and they were also familiar with one of their companions. For a while, the eyes of several people looking at Xie Xuanyang and Mo Lingyan became complicated.
"According to what Senior Brother Liuyun said, you are also accompanied by Senior Brother Popular." Bai Qishan knows that Senior Brother Popular. Popular is the first disciple of Qingxiao Daojun's family. He entered the Tianxian Sect at the age of sixteen and entered the Dao by establishing a foundation at the age of 20. Now he is the youngest monk of the Tianxian Sect.
"Exactly." Mo Lingyan replied.
"Then where is Senior Brother Pop?" Since Mo Lingyan appeared, several people have never seen Pop, and they don't know where he went.
"This... I don't know either." Mo Lingyan and Pop were separated after they met the beast tide in the beast forest exploration.
This beast tide would be fine if the monks in the Jindan stage encountered it, but if the monks in the Qi refining stage encountered it, they would almost certainly die. When the two escaped, the popular pushed Mo Lingyan away, and tried to stop those spirit beasts by himself. He was a cultivator in the heartbeat period, and Jianxiu was always good at leapfrog challenges, so he still had the strength to fight against the popularity of those spirit beasts. Yes, even if he can't resist, he can escape, so Mo Lingyan is not worried about popular comfort.
"Brother Pop?" Xie Xuanyang looked up at the sky when he heard the words, stretched out his right hand and clasped his thumb on his knuckle and moved quickly a few times. Suxi, a happy event is near, it is a good hexagram. "He has his own adventures."
It's just that Senior Brother Pop's hexagram is a bit strange, more like Bai Qishan's than his own. Xie Xuanyang once counted for Bai Qishan on the first day of joining the sect. The hexagram is like Xiaoji. Just waiting will be a quick joy. Now it is almost today. Xie Xuanyang looked sideways at Bai Qishan's face, and his left hand moved again. Obviously, Bai Qishan's current hexagram has changed.
Bai Qishan, popular? These two people are really strange, as if they exchanged luck in an instant.
Mo Lingyan was shocked when he saw Xie Xuanyang pinching his fingers for fortune telling several times, and the fingering made him dazzled, "Xuanyang, do you still know fortune telling?!"
"What?" Xie Xuanyang gave Mo Lingyan a puzzled look, he didn't know what to be surprised about, but it was just an ordinary small fortune hexagram, not a peek at the great fortune of heaven, "I learned from my father, very Simple."
"What on earth do your family do? Why do you know everything?" Whether it's ghosts or spirits, or formation and swordsmanship, none of Xie Xuanyang can't do it, and now he can count again. Mo Lingyan couldn't help feeling that Xie Xuanyang's so-called knowledge reserve of ordinary family members was a bit too much. What else could Xuanyang not do? Mo Lingyan felt a burst of discouragement when she thought about it, and she didn't know when he would be able to catch up with his friend who knew everything.
Xie Xuanyang didn't know what Mo Lingyan was thinking, and he felt strange when he saw Mo Lingyan suddenly let out his breath as if his life was hopeless. He supported his chin and thought for a while, and said, "Nothing special. My father is a general, and my father is a Taoist priest? Uncles... In mortal terms, they are corpses."
Is this nothing special? Xie Xuanyang's words attracted several people to look at him with strange eyes. His family's occupation is not simple, his father is okay, he is a general, and his father is a Taoist priest, which is barely ordinary, what is a corpse hunter? Is it a normal person to do this kind of job? But Xie Xuanyang still thinks it's normal.
No wonder Xuanyang said before that his family often dealt with dead people, and Mo Lingyan had a scruple in his heart when he heard the corpse hunters. Suddenly, he thought of something, and his expression was shocked, showing a shocked expression. He twitched his lips and tried several times before he could speak, "You said, you said your father... and father?"
"Well, what's wrong?" Xie Xuanyang tilted his head and was confused.
"Where's your mother?" Mo Lingyan asked.
Now Xie Xuanyang was stunned, "Mother? What is that?"
Give birth to your mother and raise your daughter! Several people looked at Xie Xuanyang's dazed expression as if they saw a young child who didn't understand anything. They didn't know what to say for a while. They didn't expect that there were still people in this world who didn't know what a mother was.
Mo Lingyan couldn't bear to close his eyes and wiped his face fiercely, "Mother, it's your father...cough, the one who gave birth to you, woman."
"There are no women in my family." Xie Xuanyang said, "My father and father said that the sword gave birth to me."
The few people present had never heard of the words that sword breeds people when they were so old, and they suddenly felt shaken physically and mentally. They invariably thought that Xie Xuanyang was a powerful person, but unfortunately he was not as good as a child in some respects. This person must have been coaxed by his family since he was a child to develop such a temperament.
Fu Sheng remembered that he wanted to fight with Xie Xuanyang at the beginning, and he couldn't help feeling ashamed of bullying children. Bai Qishan thought that he had suspected him as an undercover demon cultivator just now, but also felt that he was going too far, and actually suspected that his roommate was simple and unbelievable in some respects. Now there are not many people who don't know how he was born. People like Xie Xuanyang who are so grown up and think that they were conceived by an inanimate body like a sword are even rarer.
Mo Lingyan didn't feel embarrassed, but felt that his friend was indeed an expert, with the uniqueness of an expert. It's just that Xie Xuanyang's uniqueness is a bit strange.
Xie Xuanyang didn't know what happened to these people suddenly, and they all peeped at him with eyes he couldn't understand. But he is not the kind of person who has to break the casserole and ask to the end. Some things are not clear, but it is not necessary to know. Xie Xuanyang often chooses not to ask.
He raised his head and glanced at the direction of the sun, "It's not early, why don't we go back first? The dew grass is probably destroyed and the mission cannot be completed. Ling Yan, you should also report the disappearance of Senior Brother Pop with Uncle Qingxiao, right? ?"
Mo Lingyan and the popular master are respected as Daojun, but Xie Xuanyang has been worshipped under the sect of Tianxian, so it is also good to be called Qingxiao Daojun Sheng Shishu.
Mo Lingyan glanced at the sky, nodded and said, "With the few of us we can't find Senior Brother, I really have to report to Master." Then he took out a few piles of dew grass from the storage ring, "I have previously Senior brother collected some dew grass, why don't you share it just enough to hand in the quest. Those rewards are useless to me, but they are different for you, right?"
Several people nodded and said yes, knowing that what Mo Lingyan said was not polite, so they were not hypocritical, and accepted the dew grass he gave. When they were about to share Xie Xuanyang's share, they were rejected. Xie Xuanyang doesn't need resource assistance in his practice, all he wants is to hone his swordsmanship.
"You always have to build a foundation." Bai Qishan said when he saw his refusal, "Could it be that you don't need a spirit stone to build a foundation?"
"No need." Xie Xuanyang threw his share of dew grass to him, "I'm walking a different way from yours. It's better to practice the sword for a while if you want that pill."
Seeing this, Bai Qishan couldn't help raising her eyebrows. It seemed that Xie Xuanyang was indeed as strong as he thought. What would that be? Jindan, Yuanying? To be able to hide the spiritual roots in front of the suzerain who is already in the spiritual transformation stage and not be discovered, to what extent do you need to cultivate? Could it be the transformation of the gods, or perhaps the same integration period as Daojun Qingxiao? It can't be the ancestor of the robbery, right? In short, it is not something that a person who has not yet completed Qi refining can touch it.
Just when Bai Qishan guessed Xie Xuanyang's realm, the person he guessed suddenly held his right hand, turned his palm up to the hard callus staring at the tiger's mouth, and clasped his right wrist with his backhand. Xie Xuanyang's movements were very fast, and when Bai Qishan had no time to react, his lifeline was detained, and he was pressed by Xie Xuanyang's fingertips.
"Bai Qishan." Xie Xuanyang raised his eyes and looked straight at Bai Qishan, as if to see the bottom of his heart.
"What?" Bai Qishan asked.
"You, do you want to learn swords?" Xie Xuanyang said.
Different from his first day of entry, Bai Qishan didn't return him a "no" this time, but looked at him and asked, "What sword?"
Xie Xuanyang's mouth slightly hooked, "Pure Yang Zixia, Beiming Sword Qi."