Jing Xian was in a very bad mood, even angry, he didn't hate Song Tianliang, he didn't hate Song Tianyuan, he only hated himself, the dignified seven-foot man actually needed his sister to protect him, but he couldn't do anything, could there be anything more shameful than this?

"Brother Huzi, I want to cultivate, you help me!" Jing Xian raised his head, and his eyes were like wolves, staring at Lianhu a little Щщщш... Lā Lianhu looked Jing Xian up and down, he was not sure whether to teach him or not, in fact, Jing Xian asked Lian Hu to teach him to cultivate more than once, but none of them were successful, there were not many reasons, just because he did not have a spiritual root in his body. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The spiritual root is the most basic requirement for cultivation, since there is no spiritual root, it is destined to have no chance with cultivation, this kind of thing cannot be forced, even if it is forced, it can't be asked for by Lianhu, he is just a monk in the fivefold realm of refining the body.

"Little Ancestor, you also know that you don't have a spiritual root in your body, this cultivation ......"

"Isn't it true that you can't cultivate without a spiritual root? Isn't there a way in this world that you can cultivate without a spiritual root?" Jing Xian was a little hysterical, the current world was too different from his world, even if he had the skills and strength to kill people before, it would be very easy for a cultivator in this world to defeat him!

The desire for power, he first felt that his desire for power could be so strong, so strong that he himself felt that his current self was particularly terrifying!

"This cultivation must have a spiritual root, otherwise there is nowhere to store the spiritual power, even if you can feel the spiritual power, there is no way to keep it in your body!" Lian Hu frowned, he is not a big child who doesn't know how to help his friends at all now, he has only been in contact with cultivation for two or three years, where can he know so much.

"Let's go!" Jing Xian got up and pushed Lian Hu's chest, his explosive power at this moment made Lian Hu's huge body a little unstable on his feet.

Lian Hu knew that Jing Xian at this time was the most helpless time, and he had also experienced such a moment, when he was wiped out, the pain was only a lot more than Jing Xianlai. However, the wounds on his body can be treated with medicine, and the wounds in his heart have to heal themselves, and no one can cut open his chest and sew his injured heart back up.

Lian Hu let out a long sigh, walked less than a hundred zhang before stopping, squatting on the stone steps, looking at the hazy night sky, tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

"Dad, mother, the tiger is useless, he hasn't taken revenge for three years, and Xiaocui doesn't know if it's life or death......" Lian Hu muttered to himself while shedding tears, all said sad spring and sad autumn, at this time, Lian Hu was so troubled by Jing Xian, and he also remembered his parents.

The words were divided into two ends, but he said that Jing Xian was crazy in the house for about a quarter of an hour and gradually calmed down, but now his eyes are empty, and he only mutters that he is useless, and even his sister can't protect well, and so on, and the whole person looks extremely depressed.

After an hour, Lian Hu came back and knocked on the door, at this time Jing Xian seemed to have lost his soul, and the whole person sat on the bed in a daze, his face was pale and tight, but he was now doing a meditation style, and his frowning brows were already indicating that Jing Xian's efforts had not been rewarded accordingly.

"Jing Xian. A gentle voice came, and Jing Xian suddenly opened his eyes from the state of cultivation, no, it was a state of false sleep, this was Duanmurui's voice, and he remembered it very clearly.

"Duanmu girl, why are you here?" asked Jing Xian in surprise.

Duanmu Rui smiled, flicked her sleeves and sat next to Jing Xian, this move made Jing Xian take the initiative to move to the corner, the former saw this, the gentleness in her eyes became more vigorous, she did not look directly at Jing Xian, but said softly: "Jing Yue is a good seedling, but she is too impulsive, Song Tianyuan is not easy to deal with." ”

Jing Xian was stunned when he heard this, he didn't know what Duanmurui meant by this, so he didn't answer anything, just waited for her to continue.

"According to her current cultivation speed, if she can advance to the early stage of the Solid Spirit Realm in three months, it will already be a great creation, but even so, if she wants to deal with Song Tianyuan, whose strength is already in the early stage of the Solid Spirit Realm, the odds of victory can only be twenty-eight. "Duanmurui's own strength is already in the late stage of the Quenching Realm at this time, so he naturally knows that every step in cultivation is not a simple matter, and in just three months, it is really like ascending to the sky if he wants to defeat a strong person whose strength is in the previous realm.

For a long time, Jing Xian didn't speak, he still couldn't figure out the significance of Duanmurui's trip, if it was just to analyze the current situation, it would be too boring to show that his sister couldn't beat Song Tianyuan in three months.

Duanmurui looked at Jing Xian, who was silent, sighed, and cursed secretly in his heart, "Dead wood, it's like this every time." He spoke again: "She will be in retreat for the next three months, and she should use the Xuanji Elder Cultivation Room, which can be regarded as a creation, so you don't have to worry too much." Also, you'd better persuade her again......"

After speaking, Duanmu Rui Yingying stood up, seeing that Jing Xian didn't leave her, she pursed her mouth slightly and left, and she was about to stomp on her feet, but suddenly remembered that there was another person, so she inadvertently stepped out.

Duanmurui came and went in a hurry like this, everything was like a dream, and the only thing left to prove that someone had been here was the residual warmth of the place where Duanmurui had sit. Until now, he didn't think of saving people.

"Brother Huzi, what Miss Duanmu said earlier......"

"I've heard it, I've heard that you have a leg with Miss Duanmu, but I didn't expect to see it tonight......"

"Hey, look at you, how do you speak, there are no words in your mouth. Jing Xian didn't care about Lian Hu's delicious tone at all, and his brows were furrowed and he didn't look very happy.

"Little Pioneer, tsk, I originally thought that they were talking nonsense to harm you, but now it seems that you deserve it......," Lian Hu teased.

"What do you mean, Miss Duanmu, let me persuade Yue'er?" Jing Xian almost ran away, if he didn't win, Jing Xian would have beaten someone......

"This is still not easy to understand? Yue'er is strong, you don't know that you are a brother? You see, this is left by Duanmu girl, probably for Yue'er. Lian Hu grabbed a bag beside him, and there were some elixirs and spiritual herbs in it.

Jing Xian also looked like he had suddenly realized, but at this time, Jing Yue had already gone back, and he was a mortal who couldn't get close to the door of the Tianyang Sect at all, and now if he wanted to have the effect of persuasion, he had to use Lian Hu.

"Brother Huzi, you are indispensable for this persuasion of Yue'er, in this way, I will write a note, and you can help me bring it to Yue'er. As he spoke, Jing first picked up the pen left and right, the only benefit of this Tianyang Sect to him was to teach him to practice writing hyphenation, but it was a pity that he didn't have a pen, and it was impossible for Lianhu to carry a pen with him.

The method was thought of by people, Jing Xian tore off a piece of cloth himself, and began to write a letter with the carbon in the stove. To make a long story short, about 100 words, Jing first handed over the cloth to Lian Hu, who did not delay, and returned to the sect overnight.

Jing Xian looked up at the sky, there was a little wind, and the hazy moonlight seemed to have been covered up at this time, but Jing Xian's heart was already a lot more relaxed, and it was good to have hope!