Cheng Xiaoxi since the coma, was sent to Nanjin City to recuperate, after the battle of the day, the Southern Army and the coalition army were each extremely heavy casualties, so the two sides signed a one-month truce, the Southern Army is waiting for the arrival of reinforcements from Rock City, and the coalition side also needs to reorganize the army and delay time.

After spitting out most of the food in his stomach, Cheng Xiaoxi felt better, so he put on his clothes, sat on the wooden chair again, and was pushed by his senior brother and slowly walked towards the outside of the house.

Due to the fact that he had attracted too many spirits during the battle with Bai Hongyi that day, his spirit was seriously damaged, so for a long time before he completely recovered, Cheng Xiaoxi could no longer control his spiritual power, otherwise it would only aggravate the injury.

"Senior brother, do you say that Master and his old man can succeed?"

Out of the gate of the Qin Mansion, He Fatzi pushed his junior brother towards the academy, and in the face of this question, he didn't have a good answer, so he could only say uncertainly: "It should be." ”

Hearing his senior brother's perfunctory, Cheng Xiaoxi didn't care at all, and continued: "That war spirit is really imprisoned in the elixir garden?"

"yes, I should have taken you to meet ......"

Along the way, Nanjin City seems to have changed, although the streets are still full of people, but they are no longer as prosperous and happy as before. Most of the people were in a hurry, and the shops on both sides of the road were deserted, and from time to time people were carrying large bags and small bags, or driving horse-drawn carts and ox carts out of the city, and they cursed excitedly as they went.

"God-damned Central Plains ......"

"The Holy Venerable ...... without a father and a mother"

“......”

Listening to these unabashed curses, Cheng Xiaoxi immediately fell into silence, and he obviously felt that the speed of the wooden chair under him had accelerated a little, and the sound of breathing from behind him was also a lot heavier.

The academy is still the same academy, simple and solemn, which makes people's hearts quiet. The two wheels of the wooden chair pressed against the blue-gray floor tiles, and the "creaking" sound became the only melody in the room.

It was still the same garden as it was at the beginning, but now they didn't need to drill into it again, because under the three big characters of the elixir garden, a gate was open outward. Approaching the gate, the scene in the garden immediately appeared in front of the two of them, countless elixirs swaying with various halos, with an unusually good smell of fragrance.

Passing through the road in the medicine field, He Fatzi slowly pushed the wooden chair and walked into the depths, until he saw the black and shiny iron door carved with unknown beasts again, He Fatzi took a deep breath, and then shouted loudly, "Old man?"

After a long while, the iron door slowly opened from the inside, and Wang Yue walked out with a tired face, and behind him, a strange beast the size of a house dog followed, and its two bright eyes were extremely smart.

Seeing the big and small apprentices, Wang Yue was puzzled: "Why are you here?"

Cheng Xiaoxi sat on the wooden chair and bowed slightly, and then his gaze stayed behind Wang Yue, somehow, on that strange-looking little beast, he felt great coercion, and even his soul trembled.

He Fatzi didn't react, he walked straight to the little beast and squatted down, and then said without looking back: "Senior brother hasn't seen the war spirit yet, so I brought him over to take a look." ”

After explaining to Wang Yue, He Fatzi clasped his fists with both hands and knelt on one knee, and bowed to the little beast very solemnly, and said with respect in his mouth: "I have seen the spirit!"

The weird little beast was not surprised to hear this, but nodded imperceptibly, Cheng Xiaoxi's heart moved, and then he understood something, and quickly saluted the little beast, "I've seen the war spirit senior!"

The little beast bypassed He Fatzi, and then came to the front of Cheng Xiaoxi, only to see the tip of its nose twitch a few times, and then a voice came out of its body, "You have the breath of a firebird on your body, no, no, this feeling, and the breath of an old turtle!"

The little beast circled around the wooden chair twice, and its smart eyes revealed a sense of surprise, and under the gaze of the three of them, it finally stopped its gaze on Cheng Xiaoxi's waist.

In the face of this war spirit who has lived for countless years, Cheng Xiaoxi did not hide it, immediately took off the cloth bag around his waist, took out a yellow spirit yuan from it, and held it in front of the war spirit with both hands, in addition, he couldn't think of anything else on his body that could be related to the old turtle in the war spirit's mouth.

Seeing the spirit yuan in Cheng Xiaoxi's hand, the battle spirit suddenly became excited, and the three of them only felt a terrifying momentum suddenly arise.

"Yes, yes. ”

The war spirit stared at Ling Yuan tightly, then shook his head, and his gaze shifted to Cheng Xiaoxi's body again, and said, "Do you know the origin of this thing?"

Cheng Xiaoxi recalled what happened in Longquan Mountain, and said calmly: "Back then, in the middle of Longquan Mountain, this thing rolled down from the mountain, and then it came to my feet, and I don't remember it in the future." ”

Listening to Cheng Xiaoxi's words, the war spirit was silent for a long time before he said, "This bead is the spirit element of the imperial spirit in your mouth. ”

These words were calm and gentle, but they caused an uproar in the hearts of the three of them, Wang Yue, He Fatzi, and Cheng Xiaoxi all set their eyes on this familiar yellow bead, they only thought that this was a special spirit element that could hold infinite spiritual power, and they never thought that this spirit element would be so big, so big that people couldn't believe it!

Cheng Xiaoxi's mind flashed through countless images, and then stopped on a rock by the Jiangxi River, in that scene, a small boy was feeding a huge spirit insect into the mouth of a turtle......

"You mean, the turtle I saw back then was the Imperial Spirit?"

Looking at Cheng Xiaoxi's face full of shock, the war spirit nodded, and said, "Do you know why the old turtle took out its own spirit yuan and handed it over to you?"

Thinking of the changes in his body after that day, Cheng Xiaoxi gradually had some eyebrows, and blurted out: "Is it because of my physique?"

At this point, the war spirit looked at Cheng Xiaoxi carefully, then turned around and said to Wang Yue: "I will no longer pursue your imprisonment all these years, if the Holy Venerable really appears, I will consider taking action." ”

Wang Yue was overjoyed when he heard this, and then bowed to the war spirit, and after getting up, he looked at the two apprentices again, and then he stepped out of his feet, not knowing where to go.

After the master left, Cheng Xiaoxi seemed a little restrained, and he always felt a little awe in the face of this world-famous war spirit. He Fatzi had seen the war spirit when he was very young, and he had often visited here over the years, so he was very calm, he pushed the wooden chair, turned around and walked out of the garden, behind him, a strange-looking little beast fell far behind, but always followed the two.

Along the way, the two brothers and sisters talked one by one, and they did not shy away from the war spirits who followed behind.

"Senior brother, why have you never mentioned the War Spirit Senior to me?"

"You didn't ask. ”

"How did I know there was such a thing in the garden?"

"You didn't ask anyway. ”

“......”

The two thousand academy troops were still on the front line, and the academy seemed a little deserted, Cheng Xiaoxi's spirit was damaged, and his body was also very weak.

Helping the junior brother to lie down on the bed, He Fatzi set his eyes on the war spirit again, and said flatteringly: "Brother war spirit, look ......"

Before he could finish speaking, the war spirit shook his head, and then said, "Don't look at it, I live on the second floor." ”

Without waiting for He Fatman to react, the war spirit turned into a breeze, and then disappeared into the corridor, He Fatman opened his mouth, didn't make a sound for a long time, and finally sat on the edge of the bed in Chengxiaoxi.

"Lightly! the bed board is about to collapse by you!"

After a while, the war spirit reappeared in front of the two, thinking about everything that was messy in his eyes just now, the war spirit held back his emotions and said in a deep voice: "You two go to the second floor." ”

......

The days go by day by day, never stop because of anything, Wanze realm is even more depressed after a series of wars, and there are recruitment notices everywhere in Nanjin City, whether they want to or not, no one living in southern Xinjiang can stay out of the matter.

At this moment, an even more unacceptable news came out, the Northern Legion set off a few days ago, the army crossed the Dragon Bridge, and together with tens of thousands of horses from the Northern Underworld Sect, went straight to the Sword Gate, the temple seemed to be determined to put Wan Ze to death this time, and even the West Spirit was also affected.