"Hey, Huantian..." Zeng Yuanqing was confused at the back, contacting Jun Huantian's questions, and those actions, and thinking about what happened to him. Although it was unbelievable, he suddenly had a fantasy-like guess. .
Jun Huantian... He won't be given to Huo Huo by a person of Qi refining level, right? !
Such speculation is simply a big joke! Even dreams can't be so evil.
However, as an elder, he still exhorted: "If your realm is unstable, don't go to the lower realm, where the spiritual energy is thin and your cultivation will be suppressed..."
Unstable state? ! Jun Huantian finally showed the expression of gnashing his teeth. He should have broken through and entered the distraction phase, and now he has fallen back to the early stage of Li Qiu, is there anyone worried about his instability? !
That damn woman, if he doesn't crush her into powder, he won't call Jun Huantian! !
Of course, the bad elder Zeng still shouted behind him and sprinkled a handful of salt on him, "Huantian, remember to be careful, where's your sword?"
Where's the sword? Where's the sword... Where's the sword...
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Mo Ye Sensen shuddered, and Youyou woke up. The first reaction was that her body, which was almost sifted by the stones, was more than half healed.
And she was lying on the chaos by a small stream at the moment, all around her was quiet, only the sound of gurgling water, looking up at the blue sky and white clouds, the morning light was slightly dew, and the surrounding woods were sprinkled with a light layer of gold.
Mo Ye sat up with her body supported, unexpectedly, standing on a boulder not far from her, with her back facing her.
The white clothes are fluttering, the posture is outstanding, handsome and cold like a snow lotus, standing with his hands holding hands, standing there motionless, seeming to admire the beauty of the mountains and forests.
Hearing the movement behind his back, he turned around, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, straight nose, full red lips, long hair tied up high and twisted into a bun from the top of his head.
This man is indescribably handsome, and his whole body exudes a breath of indifferent distance, which makes one can't help but feel a little respect.
He is the chief disciple of Xiangshengmen, Ji Chuan.
There is not much Jichuan in Mo'er’s memory. Even if there is, it is just an occasional glimpse when she meets Zhu Zifan. She is naturally not interested in men other than Zhu Zifan. She only knows that they are big brothers, who are indifferent by nature. The big brother who can be seen from afar is someone she deserves to respect.
But in fact, she was not qualified to call Ji Chuan a senior brother, as an outer disciple, to be able to call such a name is already drenched by Zhu Zifan.
Just as she was looking at it and sorting out the memories in her mind, Ji Chuan finally spoke.
"This is the case of the leader, who is also passionate about love. He has not been diligent in his cultivation for 30 years. He can only pin his hopes on his disciples. Although he has been arbitrarily biased this time, you should not hate him because of his years of teaching and protection. "
Mo Ye frowned slightly. It seemed that Ji Chuan had saved her without a fake, and was here to make peace.
It's just that she is such a low-level disciple of the outer sect, why did she start Ji Chuan to make a move? Could it be that she was looking at Zhu Zifan's face again
Ji Chuan took two steps forward, fluttered down the boulder, stood sideways and looked at the distant mountains, saying: "It's rare that you got the chance to enter the Lake of Myriad Silence, and your cultivation base has risen. But now, you kill the same door first, the teacher has already I can’t tolerate you. I hope I will cherish myself, and I will find cliques to depend on in the future... When is the wrongdoing reported..."
Mo Ye understood, this Ji Chuan thought far enough, that he was worried that a waste firewood would change his school to avenge him in the future.
However, his concerns are not unreasonable. Perhaps in his opinion, a monk who can get a chance to increase his cultivation base may still have a future in the future.
But fortunately, he couldn't directly ask what kind of chance he got. If he knew that she had fallen into the Lake of Quietness and almost killed a man...
"Heh..." Mo Ye sneered, "I can kill an outside disciple to get the head of the head angry. Is he always staring at me? He can still kill me dozens of miles away, why not save me? Where is that disciple?"
Ji Chuan was silent for a while, and only said lightly: "But it's also a fact that you killed Zhande."
"He was appointed by the head of the head, and he tried to harm me repeatedly. If I didn't kill him, he would not give up." Mo Ye retorted. She didn't expect to ask for justice, and she didn't expect Ji Chuan to demolish his head with her. But it’s absolutely impossible to let her lie down.
Unexpectedly, Ji Chuan nodded faintly, sighed softly, and looked down at the stream beside him, "If you just kill for no reason, why should I save you? It's just..."
Suddenly, Ji Chuan turned his head to look at her. When his eyes fell on her cheeks, the pity in his eyes flashed by, and he abruptly turned his head away, "Fine, you go, and you will see Xiang Sheng in the future. The disciple of the door, just hide. If he can't kill him, Ji Chuan would like to thank him first."
For the chief disciple of Xiang Shengmen, who has always been aloof, thanking himself in advance is a privilege that few people can enjoy. This kind of gentle persuasion will make many people relieve their previous suspicions, and even move to tears.
But Mo Ye is not uncommon for such a privilege of charity. She can not avenge Mo'er, but it is impossible for Ji Chuan to lose her principles because of a few words. Moreover, she has a hunch that this matter is not over here. .
"I will remember today's grace. I will pay it back tomorrow and not send it." Mo Ye didn't want to talk to Ji Chuan more, because in her opinion, the reason why Ji Chuan didn't kill her was only because he put his posture in a good manner. Too high to disdain to kill her.
For him, killing her is as simple as trampling an ant to death, and trampling an ant to death will not have a sense of accomplishment.
A gust of wind passed by, and Ji Chuan's figure had disappeared, without the slightest sloppy, as if these things were just routine for him.
Mo Ye stood up slowly. Most of the injuries on her body were healed. Such a fast speed should be the blessing of those immortal medicines in the world of comprehension. The scars on her body are still a bit tingling, but it does not prevent her from moving. .
This place was already far away from the safe place of Xiangshengmen. Moye decided to stay for a while first, thinking about what to do.
Sit down cross-legged and dispel distracting thoughts, the consciousness became clearer, countless fragments flashed through my mind one by one, the two consciousnesses merged with each other, and finally merged into one.
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This is the Mangshan boundary, the starting point of the road of cultivation.
In Mo'er's memory, the world is still very simple. In the Great Path of Cultivation, Qi refining is the entry level. Although it is divided into ten stages, it is the stage where almost all cultivators can quickly break through.
The Qi refining period cannot be regarded as a regular monk, but can only be an outer disciple. It is also the easiest stage to be looked down upon, but Mo'er doesn't care. She has Zhu Zifan.
After that is the concentrating period, it is also the beginning of being able to break away from mortals with a short life span of several decades and formally enter the gate of cultivation.