The road to Tianxuanzong was very long, and the days before receiving disciples were also very long, Fang Qiong took Xuanli and Huofeng to embark on a new journey noisily.

Xuanli and Huofeng are two bear children, the two of them are like water and fire, they start pinch when they meet, so Fang Qiong's daily life is to stare at the two bear children, lest the two of them fight at some point and harm the innocent onlookers around them; The days passed extremely noisy, and Fang Qiong didn't have much time to feel sorry for herself between the fights and fights, and slowly came out of the emotional trough.

I don't know if I should thank these two unconscious people.

Fang Qiong sighed for the thousandth and first time. Obviously, two years old is several times his own, how can he ...... And what about the underwhelming?

In front of outsiders, Xuan Li still pretended to be Fang Qiong's brother, and Huo Feng ...... was painted with unknown paint by Xuanli, and his appearance changed from a fiery red fat chicken cub to a golden fat chicken cub.

"I'm doing this for your own good," Xuan Li explained to Fang Qiong seriously, "As the saying goes, you are guilty of it, but if you are just a 'fat chick who can't even walk', no one will covet it, and you will be safe." ”

"Twitter, twitter!"

"You see, he cries like a chicken."

"Twitter, twitter, roar—"

"Ya, you breathe fire again, believe it or not, I'll turn you into a golden crispy chicken !!"

Fang Qiong: "......"

Xuan Li did this, in fact, he still had selfish intentions, and it was not just to ensure Fang Qiong's safety now.

Q, in the stallion text, what is the fate of the former owner of the protagonist's cute pet?

Answer, killed by the protagonist, or died a long time ago.

That is to say, if Fang Qiong is not unexpected, Bacheng is a cannon fodder, sending cute pets and experience to the protagonist, Xuan Li thought.

It's been so many days of eating and drinking, and he's been entrusted by his mother, so I have to help him a little no matter what.

Xuanli: "You have already drawn qi into your body, do you want to learn something before you worship the Heavenly Xuanzong?" ”

Fang Qiong: "Can you teach me spells?" ”

Xuan Li: "I'm a demon, my body structure is different from yours, I can't teach you." ”

Fang Qiong: "Then it's nothing. ”

Xuanli: "...... What do you mean? Look down on me? ”

Fang Qiong: "No, aren't they all using spells now-"

Xuan Li: "Come, let me ask you, do you think it is cost-effective to fight with a spell who knows how to spell while he is reciting a mantra, or are you also chanting a spell there?" ”

Fang Qiong: ...... He made so much sense that I was speechless.

Xuan Li: "So, when you fight, you have to be surprised, spells are useful, but if you are not proficient, you are just a support...... You originally had mottled spiritual power in your body, and if you spelled spells with others, wouldn't you be looking for death? If you want me to say, at this time, you should spell something else, such as swordsmanship, or something, and then directly take the opportunity to give him a stick. I tell you, from my experience, those balabala's who are proficient in spells ......"

Fang Qiong: "Xuanli, have you ever lost?" ”

Xuanli: "When I'm happy, please don't interrupt me and ask me about black history." ”

As a demon who basically grew up in free-range, Xuanli's teaching method is very simple and crude, that is, actual combat. Since Fang Qiong has a little martial arts foundation, what Xuan Li taught is all kinds of ways to deal with the enemy.

- This also led to hundreds of years later, there was a genius in the world of cultivating immortals who was said to never follow the routine. I won't mention that now.

After abusing a rookie who didn't know anything, the first few days were quite interesting, but in the next few days, Xuan Li and Fang Qiong felt a little unreliable - there was too much difference in level, and they couldn't see any progress at all.

After thinking about it for a long time, Xuan Li said to Fang Qiong: "Tomorrow, you go to practice by yourself, the strength of the spirit beasts around here is about the same as yours, and you should have some gains." ”

"Okay." Fang Qiong didn't hesitate, he directly picked up a low-level spirit sword and left their foothold.

Xuan Li thought about it, but still hid his figure and followed behind Fang Qiong.

Who cares about that crispy chicken that just sleeps and eats and sleeps every day.

Hum!

Running all the way, Fang Qiong couldn't figure out how he provoked a group of wind spirit wolves again. Conscience of heaven and earth! He saw this group of wind spirit wolves from afar, and he immediately changed directions at that time, so as not to meet them head-on, but it seemed to be useless, and somehow he encountered them again.

He didn't think that this group of wind spirit wolves had anything to do with the wind spirit wolves in Qi Ling Mountain before, but why did they keep chasing after him?

Oops.

I didn't look at the road, and I accidentally ran to the cliff.

The white fog was filled under the cliff, and then there was the wind spirit wolf who rushed over, panicked for a while, Fang Qiong's feet slipped a little, and suddenly a few small pebbles fell down the cliff at his feet, except for the initial collision sound, there was no sound after that, and the stones disappeared into the white fog like this.

Fang Qiong didn't want this.

The white mist is like a monster under the cliff, quietly dormant, coveting a group of creatures on the cliff, as long as something falls, it swallows it in one gulp, leaving no trace.

The sound of her heart "fluttering" became louder and louder, and Fang Qiong could barely concentrate. In the haze, when he saw a wind spirit wolf baring his teeth and roaring in his throat, Fang Qiong was in a daze and remembered to defend, so he hurriedly pulled out the spirit sword, and the tip of the sword was aimed at the wind spirit wolf who had demonstrated before.

The other two wind spirit wolves stepped forward and formed a triangle with the previous wind spirit wolves, slowly blocking Fang Qiong's retreat.

"As for social spirit beasts like the Wind Spirit Wolf, they usually hunt cooperatively, so if you want to win, remember, you must not let yourself be exposed to the enemy." Fang Qiong silently recited what Xuan Li had taught him before.

Behind it is a cliff, at least the back can be determined.

One of the wind spirit wolves pounced directly.

Fang Qiong's pupils narrowed suddenly.

Strange to say, at that moment, Fang Qiong could clearly feel that the world in front of him seemed to be pressed the pause button, and every qiē became slow, he could hear his heart change from "plop plop" to "puff-pass-", and he could also see the appearance of the saliva droplets coming out of the open mouth of the wind spirit wolf that pounced on him staying in the air and a glimmer of light flashing on the tips of its claws.

It was amazing that the body involuntarily adjusted the posture and angle, and then sent the sword out.

The single thing that happened didn't go through his brain, and by the time Fang Qiong came to his senses, the wind spirit wolf was already lying at his feet, twitching.

Kill with one hit.

The remaining wind spirit wolves were clearly startled by the sudden death of their members, and the two wolves in front of them glanced at each other and stepped back.

Fang Qiong didn't think they would retreat, he clenched his spirit sword, his palms sweating.

After retreating to a certain distance, one of the two wolves stood aside, and the other gathered all the wolves, and then opened his mouth - dozens of wind blades roared towards Fang Qiong.

Hurriedly raised his sword, and after "sonorous" blocked the two wind blades, there was already a gap in the spirit sword, and several wounds were cut on his body by the wind blade that was not blocked. Although the wound is not deep, it hurts.

If the sword is destroyed, he will surely die. Realizing this, Fang Qiong tried to cover the spirit sword with spiritual power.

The spirit sword was naturally to be used with spiritual power, but before Fang Qiong didn't even have qi into his body, he couldn't master spiritual power at all; Although he can use it now, he doesn't know how to guide it at all, and if the spirit sword doesn't use spiritual power, it is no different from Fan Tie, so it was so easy to be cut out by the wind blade before.

However, as Xuanli said, every qiē is forced out; didn't think about the theories in those books and the previous teachings of his mother, just with his feelings and breath, Fang Qiong slowly linked the mysterious feeling in his body with the sword.

For Fang Qiong, who had just drawn qi into his body, it was really not easy to do this. After a few blocks, he even found a little trick, and he slowly became comfortable with it.

Seeing this, the two wolves at the head realized that their prey was no longer on the same level as when they were chasing it before; There was no need to make such a big effort, and he didn't bother to ensure that the prey would not fall off the cliff, and the wind blade directly attacked Fang Qiong.

The blue spiritual power blade rushed towards him at different angles, Fang Qiong's eyes widened, his muscles stiffened, and the soles of his feet took root, and he had already imagined in his mind the scene of his corpse being broken into thousands of pieces and flesh and blood flying; And just as he was stiffly facing this qiē, a man suddenly appeared, held himself in his arms, and jumped off the cliff.

It was a wonderful feeling, with a warm body in my arms, and my heart and heart seemed to be attached to each other, beating together; In my ears was the sound of the wind when it fell, and when I looked up, I saw the blue sky, and the blue spiritual power crossed like a meteor, fleeting.

"What? Scared silly? ”

Xuan Li's voice came from his ears, which immediately pulled Fang Qiong out of his fantasy.

"No—" But as soon as he opened his mouth to speak, he was poured into his stomach by the wind.

Xuanli below giggled, and then kindly cast a gust of wind.

"What are you doing here?" Fang Qiong hugged Xuan Li tightly, for fear that he would accidentally fall to his death.

"Bungee jumping, ahhhhh

Fang Qiong's face turned pale: "Stop immediately!" As he spoke, he quickly pulled Xuan off the ponytail.

"You take me as a parachute, it hurts, it hurts, don't drag it, I'll stop." Changing his position, Xuan Li floated in the air and held Fang Qiong in his arms.

Glaring at Xuan Li, Fang Qiong looked down.

It's still white.

Hatefully tugging at Xuanli's ponytail again, Fang Qiong puffed out a bun face, and asked angrily: "You are not afraid of falling to death." ”

Xuanli still laughed.

Forget it, Fang Qiong sighed a little tiredly, for the sake of the fact that there is still a lot of harvest this time, he doesn't care about it.

"Okay, go down quickly, if you don't go back, Huofeng will be angry."

"Okay."

After speaking, Xuan Li's face changed, he glanced down, turned his head again, and asked Fang Qiong pitifully: "Fang Qiong, do you like bungee jumping?" ”

Fang Qiong: "...... I don't know what you're talking about, but I'm sure I don't like it. ”

Xuan Li smacked his lips: "That's a pity." ”

Then, without warning, Xuan Li began to fall freely with Fang Qiong in his arms.

"Ahh!!h

"Ahh