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Fang Qingling was about to retort, when another beautiful voice sounded: "People are not omnipotent, don't you have a time when the mission fails?" Why look down on others? ”

Nineteen-year-old Yang Shiyi has grown into a slim girl, who looks like what is written in the original book, with the appearance of a closed moon and a shy flower, no less than Duan Qianyan, and even a little more beautiful than Duan Qianyan.

If Duan Qianyan is a passionate and unrestrained rose, then she is a green lotus that comes out of the mud and is not stained.

She was dressed in white, with her long hair tied back with a white headband, and a silver butterfly hair ornament on her head, dancing in the wind.

Yang Shiyi's current cultivation is the twelfth layer of Qi cultivation, and he has such a cultivation in just more than ten years after entering the Wuji Sect, which is worthy of being the heroine, not comparable to ordinary people.

"As an inner disciple, such a simple task has been done for half a year, but it has not been completed, and its efficiency really makes me admire." Duan Tanyan mocked unscrupulously.

"I heard that Senior Sister Duan's papermaking is not low, and I also have a little research on the talisman, but it is always scrapped halfway when making second-grade talismans, which really makes me puzzled, so I simply take this opportunity to ask my senior sister for advice, I wonder if Senior Sister can give me a face and teach one or two?" Yang poetically hooked his lips and said with an elegant posture.

"You...... Not available! Duan Tianyan choked, snorted coldly, and then turned around and walked away, with a sense of desertion and escape.

Yang Shiyi once inadvertently discovered that although Duan Tianyan was a true disciple of the Xuanfu Peak Lord, he was equivalent to an idiot in terms of Fu Qi's talent, so he would use this matter to attack her.

"Thank you!" Seeing Duan Tianyan leaving, Fang Qingling was grateful to Yang Shiyi, and her favorability towards this heroine increased in her heart.

The corners of Yang Shiyi's lips always had a vague smile, looking very polite, she said indifferently: "I can't get used to her for a long time, she is bullying and snarky, I just want to teach you a lesson." Besides, didn't you help me last time, we just got even, you don't have to be grateful to me. It's just that I haven't seen you since then? ”

As he spoke, Yang Shiyi looked at Jin Ling suspiciously.

With such a gaze, Fang Qingling scratched his head a little embarrassed, and half-jokingly: "Without a spirit stone, I can't afford to buy an elixir." ”

"Here, if you don't have any pills in the future, just look for me." Yang Shiyi generously took out five bottles of pills from the storage ring and handed them to her.

"Thank you for your kindness, but don't worry, I don't lack pills for the time being, I'll look for you when I need it later." Fang Qingling politely refused.

"Well, then." Yang Shiyi's eyes flashed slightly, she was a smart person, and she knew that the other party didn't want to accept her kindness, so she no longer insisted.

For some reason, Yang Shi felt very cordial when she saw Fang Qingling, just like seeing an old friend who had not been seen for a long time, so Yang Shiyi said again: "If you need anything in the future, you can come to me, maybe I can help you." ”

"Hmm." Fang Qingling responded vaguely, wanting to get rid of Yang Shiyi as soon as possible, so that he could go back to study the formation as soon as possible.

Unexpectedly, Yang Shiyi became interested and pestered her, "What's your name, a disciple of Tibetan Sword Peak?" ”

"My name is ......"

……

On a small road, Fang Qingling, who had just been relieved, breathed a sigh of relief, it was very hard to do the play, not to mention that it was not an ordinary scene, it was a play that had to tense nerves and consume brain cells at all times, and it was strange if he was not tired.

Back at her residence, she couldn't wait to arrange an Ancient Spirit Gathering Array, wanting to see the power of the Ancient Formation as soon as possible so that she could make her next plans.

The surrounding aura poured into the house at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after a short time, the room was foggy and gray, and did not stop until it was saturated.

Seeing everything in front of him, Fang Qingling could hardly believe his eyes, compared to the ancient formation and the current formation, it was simply not a grade.

The aura of the Ancient Formation was twice as strong as the Spirit Gathering Array used in the past, and four times that when the Spirit Gathering Array was not used! Being able to cultivate with such a strong aura means that she will be able to cultivate twice the result with half the effort in the future, and her speed is comparable to that of the Heavenly Spirit Root.

At this moment, Fang Qingling really wanted to laugh three times, and he didn't have to worry about his cultivation speed in the future.

Standing inside, the pores all over the body were open, and it was extremely comfortable, but Fang Qingling was not in a hurry to enjoy this comfort, in order not to be discovered by others, he was busy covering the courtyard with commonly used phantom arrays and defensive arrays, and then opened the prohibition, so that he could enter the room with peace of mind, his eyes were empty, and he meditated and cultivated.

After half a year of training in the Warcraft Forest, her state of mind had already exceeded her cultivation, and now she only needed to absorb enough aura to break through her cultivation.

Six years later.

On the bed in the room, the girl sat cross-legged, there was a huge vortex of aura above her head, the aura swirled, she greedily incorporated them into her body, and then, faintly, she heard a crackling breakthrough.

Suddenly, Fang Qingling opened his eyes, as bright as stars, and the corners of his lips smiled, "Finally to the Great Perfection of Qi Cultivation, will this year's big competition achieve good results?" ”

Now Fang Qingling's appearance has grown and matured, and the person who cultivates the truth grows slowly, and now she looks no more than eighteen or nineteen years old.

There is no poetic beauty of Yang, nor is it Duan Qianyan's gorgeous posture, but fortunately, Fang Qingling's eyes are clear, as bright as stars, and the pear vortex on the cheeks is looming, which adds a bit of moving posture to his face.

Out of the courtyard gate, Fang Qingling took a deep breath, suddenly felt enlightened, and walked leisurely on the road in a very good mood, deciding to go to Guzu to see first, even if Fang Hongluo didn't treat her sincerely, but what should be done should not be less.

……

At the outer gate of Xuanfu Peak, a voice with hidden anger said, "Uncle Shi, don't deceive people too much!" ”

"I'll lie to you, what can you do with me?" The man's tone was arrogant.

"You ......"

"What's so noisy?" At this moment, a pleasant voice interrupted them.

"Uncle Yang help me, he has detained my pills privately, and I beg you to help me get justice." The outer disciple who was robbed of the pill grabbed a life-saving straw and asked Yang Shiyi for help, who had just come out of the inner door.

"There are such things, just don't see it, since I touched it today, then I have to take care of it, how do you say I should punish you?" At this moment, Yang Shiyi is not as gentle as rumored, her posture is lazy, and she looks at the middle-aged man with a smile, which is quite a king's subordinate.

"Don't, I'll return the pill to him immediately, I promise that I won't deduct his pill again in the future, you can let me go." Seeing that it was Yang Shiyi, the middle-aged man immediately became docile, stuffed the pill in his hand into the disciple of the outer sect of Qi cultivation, and said secretly: Bad luck!

"Huh? And later? Yang Shiyi's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and his voice was elongated, as if the other party would kill him as long as he said the wrong word.

"No, no." The middle-aged man trembled, and hurriedly shook his head and waved his hand, he really didn't expect Yang Shiyi to be so difficult to deal with.

"You think a word will make me spare you?" Yang Shiyi is not compromising.

"So, what do you want?" The middle-aged man's face was pale, and he asked in a panic.

"Give him all the pills on your body, and promise that if you don't bully the big in the future, I will let you go." Yang said poetically.

The difference in status and status, the man did it painfully, and at the end he reluctantly took a few more glances at the pills sent.

At this time, Mo Xuan next to Yang Shiyi was impatient, "Don't get out of here!" ”