After two years of cultivation, Xunyi has reached the tenth level, and at this stage, he can fly with a weapon. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Sixteen-year-old Xun Yi is much taller than the Gang Xuanfang faction, and his appearance is a little handsome, but his eyes are still as clear as before, with obvious childishness, because in his heart, he has not grown up much, in the past two years, he has occasionally thrown stones in addition to meditation, rarely communicates with people, and has no experience and no growth, this is the reason that the mentality of Xingshang who has lived for 800 years is still like a girl.

Flying is something that all mortals have fantasized about, because they know that it is impossible to do it, so it is just a daydream, no one will think about it all day long, Xun Yi has been thinking about it for two years, since the moment he was taken up by Wang Ting, he has been looking forward to flying himself.

He had already learned the law, and he would take out the sword that was given to him every other while to try it, and when the sword really took him off the ground, he immediately fell down with excitement, and at this time he didn't feel pain at all, so he got up and jumped on the sword again, and when he practiced to be able to fly crookedly, he was covered with bruises and bruises, and there were a few more bags on his head.

Being able to fly really made Xun Yi excited for a while, and his gloomy mood was like bathing in the sun, although he had been a monk for two years, but his thinking was basically the same as that of the mortal world, for a long time, the concept that only immortals could fly was deep-rooted, and now he could fly, until this moment, he felt that he was a real monk.

When he could stumble to the ground instead of falling, he couldn't wait to find the Taishi Ancestor and let her share the joy, but the days were counted, there were still a few days before the January period, so he had to suppress the impulse in his heart, and drove the flying sword to find the ancestors to ask for wound medicine.

Since being introduced into the dream, Xun Yi walked into Su Wan's courtyard with a smile on his face for the first time, and in his opinion, it was a great thing to be able to fly, and he added a lot of confidence to his heart.

In fact, Su Wan already knew, whether it was Xun Yi's qualifications, or the consequences caused by leading him to a dream, Su Wan couldn't help but pay special attention to this disciple, a dream made him have changed so much, Su Wan has been regretting it, but she didn't dare to say anything to persuade her, because she understood that any superfluous move might be counterproductive, so she could only let him boil it by himself, and all he could do was to use his divine sense to check the state of this disciple from time to time, for him to break through the third layer in three months, Su Wan asked, Xun Yi said that he didn't know why it was progressing so fast, Su Wan didn't ask more, but guessed in her heart that it might be related to his outing。

Thinking of the anger on this child, the amnesia of her childhood, and the abnormal meridians, although Su Wan was full of doubts, she still chose to trust, she believed that this was a child with a good character, this was the feeling that Xunyi gave her, as for the things that she secretly had feelings for, she didn't pay much attention to it, it had nothing to do with character, it was just the nature of a child at this age.

Listening to him excitedly talk about his cultivation results, Su Wan smiled with relief, and took out a three-foot-long sword, the scabbard was made of a piece of green bamboo, as smooth as jade, she handed the sword to Xun Yi, and said: "This is a sword I got in my early years, although it is not a treasure, but it is much better than the one you use, it is not the partiality of us elders, just because there are too few good things, we can't take care of every disciple, you should have more qualifications." ”

Xun Yi understood the meaning of the second half of her sentence, and the joy in his heart decreased by half, but he was soon relieved, he took the sword, slowly drew the sword out of the sheath, and after injecting spiritual power, the bright sword body emitted a light red light.

"Red? Is there any blue one? I think blue is better. "Xun Yi is serious and plays poorly.

Su Wan smiled slightly, took out a small jade bottle, handed it to him, and said, "This is a special pill for you to refine, you can take it when you go back." ”

Looking for Yi to give a gift and thanks, he happily put the medicine bottle into his arms.

Su Wan pointed out the cultivation matter again, and then sent him away.

After Xun Yi returned to his residence, he played with the jade bottle for a long time, and was reluctant to open it at night, but he couldn't help but be dumbfounded at a glance, it was empty, not only did it not have a pill, but it didn't even smell of medicine, could it be that Taishi Ancestor forgot to charge it?

Recalling the expression and words spoken when Taishi Zu handed him the medicine bottle, Xun Yi couldn't help frowning when he held the medicine bottle, and she said it very clearly when she sent the sword, but she said that the medicine was specially refined for herself...... Could it be that Master Tai already knew about going out to get medicine, and sent an empty bottle to cover himself?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that his guess was reasonable, and he couldn't help but feel a little weak in his heart, and after a long time, he took out the half-eaten pill and poured the remaining three pills into the empty bottle.

When they met again next month, Su Wan didn't mention the pill, Xun Yi could already conclude that his guess was right, this meeting made him feel bad, because he felt that Tai Shizu seemed to be getting old, or growing up, after all, she only looked like she was twenty-five or sixteen, it was the peak stage of a woman's elegance, it was too early to say that she was getting old, although the change was minimal, but with Xun Yi's current cultivation, he could already detect this subtle change, he felt very uncomfortable, he didn't want Tai Shizu's flower-like face to change in the slightest。

The joy of learning to fly lasted less than three months, and the advantage of this skill was that when he went to vent again, he could not simply throw stones, but could throw them while flying, just like a drunkard found stronger wine, and the result was naturally more masochistic.

At this time, it has been closed in recent years, and most cultivators don't care much about the mortal festivals, only those new disciples and some people who know that they have no hope of breaking through the realm will take advantage of this to make a lively scene, and some female disciples of the same sect sent Xun Yi some food and festival things, which made Xun Yi have to start thinking about Xiyang, recalling that they would secretly grow a sense of desolation in a fiery atmosphere every New Year.

Compared with the Chinese New Year, the trading assembly from the twenty-fifth to the twenty-eighth of the lunar month is more concerned by these disciples, this assembly in the sect has lasted for thousands of years, and the people who participate are basically low-level disciples, mainly disciples in the Kairong period, although they are the most disciples in the Qi refining period in terms of numbers, but they don't have anything to do, almost all of them go to see the excitement and eye-opening, of course, it is also an important purpose to see the female disciples of Yuhua Peak.

Xun Yi was dragged by Lang Ming, Lang Ming is his uncle, Lu Yan's disciple three years ago, only one year older than Xun Yi, in the Red Stone Valley, only he and Xun Yi are children, so the relationship between the two is the closest, Lang Ming's qualifications are average, and he has only been a second-level qi gathering after five years of practice, but his temperament is extremely easy-going, and he can't worship Xun Yi.

When they came to the Baiyang Slope of Tiger Roaring Peak, there were hundreds of disciples gathered here, it was bustling, Xun Yi, who had been clean for more than two years, felt the excitement of the mortal world for the first time, and was immediately infected, and Lang Ming plunged into the crowd, looking left and right, he was dazzled by all kinds of magical treasures, pills, exercise cheats and other things, almost everything made his heart beat, but he couldn't afford anything.

In addition to bartering, the transaction here is to buy with spirit stones, which are jade with spiritual energy, which are divided into two kinds, one is the natural condensation of heaven and earth aura, which is like mining iron ore and copper ore from mountains and rivers. Quarried from the ground, this kind of spirit stone is extremely rare, the other is made by the cultivator himself, the material is a relatively common virtual stone, this kind of stone can store spiritual energy like a natural spirit stone after applying a specific method, for the convenience of trading, the cultivation world has made provisions on the specifications and texture of this spirit stone, it is like a copper coin in the mortal world, and the natural spirit stone is equivalent to gold and silver, this is not to say that the natural spirit stone must be stronger than the homemade spirit stone, because in addition to making the spirit stone that only contains pure spiritual energy according to the regulations of the cultivation world, many people will make some spirit stones for their own use according to their own needs, such spirit stones will contain the monk's own exercise attributesTherefore, in the eyes of the monks, spirit stones with attributes similar to their own exercises are more valuable than natural spirit stones.

Xun Yi's intestines are all green, he really shouldn't use all his spiritual power to throw stones, if he uses it to make spiritual stones, how can he buy a few favorite treasures now.

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