Chapter 8 Romance and Preaching

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Sure enough, it wasn't long before the lush Honka fell in a gentle gust of wind, and the flattened rings signaled the passage of time, and the Honka was the oldest of the people present.

In the amazement of everyone, the Dragon Soul Sword returned to intangibility, and there was silence between heaven and earth.

But in the silence of this moment, I only heard Bo Xueji shouting: "It's time for me to make a move!" She gently waved the neon feather fan in her hand, elegant and casual, but the faces of everyone present were tense.

A gossipy smile appeared on the handsome face of the Daoist of Renhe, and he spoke again: "Do you know why they competed?"

Fu Yunyao still had the excitement and admiration in her eyes, where did she have the ability to listen to what the people below said, so she shook her head.

Daoist Renhe said with a smile: "Qing Mu is one of the four beauties of Yunzhong Pavilion, and these men want to pursue Qing Mu. ā€

"Since it's a pursuit, why fight?" Fu Yunyao was even more confused by the words of Renhe Daoist, "Shouldn't pursuit be a peaceful and sweet talk?

Renhe Daoist didn't care, Fu Yunyao was still a child's lack of ideas and knowledge, and because of this, he could better satisfy his desire to tell.

He smiled happily and said, "Yun Yao, this Dao Master will tell you, let you learn a trick, the feeling and conditions of pursuing and being pursued are different." ā€

He said this without considering how old the other party is, whether he can say these things.

Fu Yunyao secretly said Is this giving her an emotional lesson in advance? Or is she teaching and watching on the spot! But, Dao Chief, she is only five or six years old, and she still doesn't want to know these things about love and love, where do she have the heart to tinker with these things.

Renhe Dao's eyebrows fluttered, and he began to fly again with a big sword, and he said: "Qing Mu's condition for choosing a Taoist companion is that the man who is a fellow practitioner must have beaten Qing Mu, and he must let Qing Mu himself look pleasing to the eye!"

"Daoist?" Fu Yunyao asked puzzled.

"Yes, becoming a Taoist couple, the road to cultivating immortals is long, and having a Taoist companion with you may be able to solve the lonely and boundless days on the road to cultivating immortals. Renhe suddenly remembered that this seemed a bit profound, and he added, "Just like a husband and wife in the world." ā€

Fu Yunyao thought about it clearly, it turned out that Senior Sister Qingmu likes men who are stronger than herself, but how many such men can there be?

Fu Yunyao faintly felt that Senior Sister Qingmu didn't want to marry someone else, so she set this rule?

"Yao'er, don't you learn this from Senior Sister Qingmu in the future, it's a pity to scare away and run away I don't know how many excellent men. "Daoist Renhe doesn't mind taking Qingmu's child to teach Fu Yunyao on the spot, so as not to be affected by Qingmu's girl when Fu Yunyao enters the sect in the future.

Fu Yunyao's brows twitched again, Dao Chief, she is really only six years old, and it is really very early to fall in love, Dao Chief, you really don't have to tell her so bitterly.

The above two people were talking, not at all like an adult and a child, but it seemed that Fu Yunyao could understand most of what Renhe Daoist said, which made Renhe Daoist feel a burst of amazement in his heart, maybe he really discovered a very good seedling, such a good seedling must not be destroyed as a furnace tripod.

In his heart, he was very ashamed of using female cultivators as furnace dings, even if he cultivated so quickly, in the end, it was not a side way, it was not a righteous way, and it was not a way for immortal cultivators to prove.

The onlookers below listened to Bo Xueji's words, and they were very nervous, but there was a flash of excitement in their eyes.

They knew that the previous one, the last one, and even the last one who wanted to pursue Bo Xueji, the brothers and sisters were all embarrassed to lose under Bo Xueji's neon clothes and feather fan.

Sun Qiao's face showed a cautious look, because when Bo Xueji shouted, he had already felt that the aura around him had become dignified, and he needed to condense a layer of aura cover to resist the invisible wind knife.

Bo Xueji is a mutated spirit root wind and fire dual spirit root, especially the purity of the wind spirit root is very high, and the combination of wind and fire is even more invincible.

The onlookers unconsciously retreated two feet away, watching so many battles, they learned a lesson, but they didn't want to be a pond fish that was in trouble. They all secretly cheered for Sun Qiao in their hearts.

Only then did Bo Xueji not resist, in his opinion, it was already Bo Xueji who gave him a move, which made him feel a little despised in his heart, but at this moment he understood that it was not Bo Xueji who deliberately despised him, but that Bo Xueji, a woman, really had such strength and such a heart.

Sun Qiao's body moved, and Bo Xueji's speed was by no means slower than Sun Qiao's, so everyone saw Bo Xueji fan out a fire dragon chasing Sun Qiao to attack.

Everyone looked at Sun Qiao's dodging left and right, and they were almost disappointed, most of them felt that Sun Qiao's strength would not be so weak that they only knew how to escape!

When they saw bursts of golden light flashing on Sun Qiao's body, it was the light formed by the wind knife hitting the aura gathered by the aura, then they knew that the dense and omnipresent wind was already attacking Sun Qiao.

Xu felt that the movement of his body did not have much effect, Sun Qiao simply stopped, facing Bo Xueji, but the ancient murderous aura of the Dragon Soul Sword suddenly weakened by two points, and Sun Qiao's aura consumption was relatively large, and he was completely passive.

He used his method, the sword turned into a sword wall to resist the red flames fanned out by the neon feather fan, and he had to separate his spirit to resist the attack of the wind knife, and he had to be careful in all directions, although he knew from which direction the wind knife would suddenly appear in clusters.

"The strength is okay, I'm not in a hurry!" Bo Xueji commented with a smile, but the movements in his hands were not relaxed at all, and the neon feather fan once again emitted a burst of red light, and a faint heat wave spread.

"Be careful, see if your sword wall can resist it!" Bo Xueji raised her eyebrows, the smile on the corner of her lips was even worse, but she looked at Sun Qiao with a provocative meaning in her eyes.

The furious flame dragon sprayed on the sword wall with its teeth and claws, and a white internal flame erupted from the fire dragon's mouth, and the sword wall was in danger.

Sun Qiao didn't want Bo Xueji to have such an impression of him, his lips pursed tightly, this time Bo Xueji's blow made him feel a huge pressure, and his whole body turned his aura to unleash the Dragon Soul Sword, and the Dragon Soul Sword let out a dragon groan, and the light of the sword wall increased greatly.

He didn't give up, and even separated a stream of aura to manipulate the dragon soul sword to attack the cyan sword rays bypassing both sides of the fire dragon and attacking Bo Xueji.

"Tsk, Qing Xu still has a hand!" "As a spectator, Daoist Renhe smacked his lips and said, "It's a pity that this Qingmu also released water, and at this time he actually stopped the wind attack." ā€