After saying hello to Luo Bigfoot, the two brothers opened up two connected quiet rooms in the secluded place of Tianluo Peak.
There is no need to prepare anything in the quiet room, just a futon is enough.
In fact, Xu Zirong really wanted to retreat in the same quiet room as his brother, but he had too many things on his body that he couldn't explain to Xu Ziyan, and he was also worried that when he was cultivating, the breath of the Blood Sea Heart Sutra in his body would cause the other party to not feel comfortable. Good association.
After finishing all the chores, Xu Ziyan relented, not looking at Xu Zirong's reluctant expression, completely closed the entrance to the quiet room, and began his first long-term retreat since he came to the world of self-cultivation.
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One day in the middle of the mountain, thousands of years in the world...
When Xu Ziyan woke up again, although it wasn't so exaggerated, he would never have imagined that his retreat this time was actually closed for five years.
five years...
It's not too long, not too short, but it can make a delicate teenager grow into a youth with a stunning appearance.
It was like waking up from a big dream. When Xu Ziyan woke up, he didn't even realize that such a long time had passed. He just felt that his hair seemed to have grown a lot longer, and his body was covered with dust.
Immediately after, with a bang, the stone door that closed the quiet room was smashed, and a slender figure rushed over and plunged into his arms—
"Brother, you finally got out."
The clear voice of the youth has long since taken off the childishness of the youth, but...
Xu Ziyan stunned and rushed into his arms, the stunning beauty who acted like a spoiled child was speechless for a while...
I'll give it a go... Who are you
Wait a minute, why are you and my brother so similar? There is no difference in the breath of the body
"Zirong?" Xu Ziyan asked tentatively.
"Brother..." Xu Zirong pouted and looked at Xu Ziyan with a sad face.
Xu Ziyan was instantly horrified, Nima closed his eyes and Zi Rong was still a little boy, how did he grow so big all of a sudden? Looking at the height, body shape, and the beautiful face that has been fully grown, this is Xu·cheng·zirong!
God you are my lovely brother! ! ! Where is my boy Rong?
Xu Ziyan was very sad and angry. At the beginning of time travel, he made up his mind to raise Xu Zirong well, but he was not satisfied yet, but Xu Zirong grew up in a flash. This is absolutely unscientific, isn't it
"Brother... don't you like Zirong?" Xu Zirong bit his lower lip and looked at Xu Ziyan with tears in his eyes.
Xu Ziyan choked for a moment, okay, okay, he admits that it's not that he doesn't like this adult version of Zirong, it's just that he closed his eyes and turned a young boy into a beautiful young man. The gap is too big for him to accept.
"It's okay... It's just... why did you suddenly grow up?" After all, he was still his own younger brother, Xu Ziyan asked skillfully while rubbing his head.
Xu Zirong's eyes became more sad after hearing this: "Brother, do you know how long you have been in retreat?"
"Uh..." Xu Ziyan was sluggish for a moment, his original plan was to retreat for half a year, but during the retreat he has been studying the nine transformations of Zixiao, the Qingxiao Shenlei in his dantian, and how to devour that Zixiao Shenlei , Studying these things naturally took a lot of time, and he became addicted without knowing it, so... He didn't know how long he had been in seclusion.
"How long have I been in seclusion?" Xu Ziyan asked with a guilty conscience.
Xu Zirong remained silent, but the sadness in his eyes overflowed so much that Xu Ziyan was almost drowned...
"Brother... You have been in seclusion for five years." Xu Zirong stretched out a hand and waved it in front of Xu Ziyan's eyes.
"Five years!!!" Xu Ziyan was shocked: "How is that possible!"
Xu Zirong didn't speak, just stood up straight, took his hand and measured his height.
Xu Ziyan was speechless for a moment. Even a blind man couldn't see such an obvious change.
There was still indescribable confusion in his eyes, and at this moment Xu Ziyan felt like a dream. Although the original body has been in retreat for ten or twenty years in his memory, he never thought of trying it out himself. Maybe in the future, when he encounters a bottleneck, he will need a long retreat to break through, but now... he has no such plans at all!
No matter what his initial expectations were, the fact that was in front of him was because of his mistakes that Zirong was not taught for five years. All his memories of this place were before the retreat, and Luo Dajiao's attitude towards Zirong was very cold at that time.
Without his elder brother's care and his master not caring much, Xu Ziyan sketched out the tragic story of Zirong being neglected and neglected in a very short period of time.
Imagine that Zirong always likes to stick to himself on weekdays. It is said that this is also a manifestation of insecurity.
The results of it? He didn't appear in front of Zirong for five years, and he didn't know how much grievance the child had suffered in the past few years.
"Zirong... Thank you for your hard work." Xu Ziyan was full of guilt, and habitually took Zirong in his arms and gently stroked his long smooth hair.
She was already used to her natural movements because of the height of the person in her arms, but Xu Zirong adjusted her posture very quickly, allowing Xu Ziyan to regain her original feeling...
Xu Zirong buried her head in her brother's arms, deeply absorbing the other's breath...
For five years, he had tried countless times to use violence to break this rock wall, but Luo Dajiao just coldly said: If you want to be chased by the Liuguang Sect together with Xu Ziyan, just use your magic power.
A simple sentence, but it was like a basin of cold water pouring Xu Zirong from the beginning to the end.
He got it!
Xu Zirong always felt that he couldn't see through Luo Dajiao. On the surface, the other party was just an ordinary Jindan cultivator, but Xu Ziyan never believed his disguise. He just didn't expect that he still underestimated the background of a big sect like Liuguangzong. He originally thought that he was hiding well, but he didn't expect that his cultivation of magic arts would fall into Luo Dajiao's eyes long ago.
Xu Zirong didn't ask how Luo Bigfoot knew, because it still didn't make any sense, but what made him a little puzzled was that with the strength of the opponent, he could crush him with just a finger, but not only did he not treat himself Taking action, listening to the meaning of the words, it seems that he has concealed something for himself.
"Why?" Xu Zirong put away his disguise and asked in a cold tone, both of them understood what he was asking.
Luo Bigfoot glanced at him lightly: "Two reasons, first, I admire your brother very much, I think he is a good person, and I don't want to ruin his soup because of your mouse shit. After all, you are him. Dear little brother, if you die in the Liuguang Sect, it will inevitably cause a gap between him and here."
"Second..." This time, Luo Bigfoot looked directly at Xu Zirong and said slowly, "Although you are practicing magic, but after my long-term observation, I found that you never made a cultivator your hunting target. Speaking of this, he paused: "If I'm not mistaken, you are cultivating the Heart Sutra of the Sea of Blood, right? In fact, this exercise itself is not a magic exercise. It has also played a big role in the battlefield of the Far West."
"Unfortunately..." He shook his head with a little regret: "The heart is not right. This exercise using the blood of monsters to cultivate, but after a scum found that using the blood of human monks is more effective, it became a cultivator. Kind of magic."
He glanced at Xu Zirong again: "The reason why I don't do anything to you is precisely because there is no right or wrong in the practice itself, just look at the person who masters it. From the current point of view, your performance is barely satisfactory to me, although I don't I know the inheritance you got from there, but you can restrain the violence in your heart and always focus on the monster, which is very good, and that's why I let you go."
Xu Zirong looked at Luo Dajiao silently, he never expected Luo Dajiao to have observed him for so long. Now that I think about it, during the time when my brother was in retreat, he was indifferent to himself because he realized that he had practiced magic...
Thinking of this, Xu Zirong couldn't help wiping a cold sweat secretly, but fortunately... She was concerned about her brother's feelings and never regarded human cultivators as her hunting targets. Even if her brother was in retreat during this period of time, he was irritable, but at most it was from the back of the mountain. All kinds of monsters were caught...
"I won't say anything about you, but remember, if you use human monks to practice magic arts in the future, I will kill you no matter the ends of the world!" At the end, Luo Dajiao was already fierce and even released The pressure of the Yuanying cultivator came to try to leave a fearful impression on Xu Zirong's heart.
This is also a kind of supernatural power of the Yuanying cultivator. Using this method to plant a seed of fear in Xu Zirong's heart, if one day, Xu Zirong uses a human cultivator to cultivate in a frenzy, then this seed of fear will take root and sprout. In the future, when Xu Zirong breaks through and advances, he may even become his inner demon.
Luo Dajiao is also a helpless move. Although this method is a bit unfair to Xu Zirong, on the one hand, he is worried that Xu Zirong will use the Heart Sutra of the Sea of Blood to do evil in the future. under the circumstances to shoot him.
In the two contradictions, he can only choose such a not very kind method.
Such a method naturally had an impact on Xu Zirong, at least it had a big impact on his state of mind. Luo Dajiao did this just to take precautions, but after all, it was a hindrance to Xu Zirong. Therefore, after speaking harshly, he softened his attitude and comforted Xu Zirong with kind words.
The moment Luo Bigfoot planted the seeds of fear, Xu Zirong lowered his head, as if being forced by his momentum, he was so frightened that he couldn't raise his head at all.
Seeing this, Luo Dajiao couldn't say anything, but he encouraged him again and promised that as long as he didn't kill indiscriminately, then Xu Zirong would still be Luo Dajiao's apprentice. After saying this, Luo Bigfoot left in a hurry. No matter what, he was also a Yuan Ying cultivator. It was too much to bully a child in this way, and he didn't want to stir up Xu Zirong's rebellious psychology.