Chapter 116: The Blood of the Red Sun (1)

Jiuquan Peak is still quiet and peaceful, the two golden-armored lions in the square are still dozing, and a few steward disciples halfway up the mountain are still taking care of the medicine garden, chatting their teeth in the pavilion with nothing to dodge, or learning from each other, and mentioning each other's cultivation matters.

The white rainbow fell from the sky, and the Thousand Machine Sword disappeared into Zhang Yanchen's body in an instant.

Seeing this, several disciples in charge hurriedly stepped forward and waved their hands and said, "Senior sister, are you back?" ”

Zhang Yanchen snorted lightly, his eyes fell on Lan Feng, and he said in surprise: "Lan Feng, you have already practiced the eighth layer of qi?" Very good. ”

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, Lan Feng's heart jumped even more, and then he said humbly: "Lan Feng's qualifications are dull, and his cultivation has only been able to reach the eighth level of Qi cultivation so far, but Senior Sister has monstrous luck and outstanding qualifications, I don't know that Senior Sister is now highly cultivated?" ”

"I've laid the foundation." One word, stunned everyone.

Zhang Yanchen also ignored it and asked, "Lan Feng, where is my master?" Why wasn't he in Nebula Pavilion? ”

As soon as he came back, he went to Xingyun Pavilion, the residence of Xingxi, the peak of the peak, but he didn't find anyone, so Zhang Yanchen came down to ask someone.

Lan Feng shook his head when he heard this: "Lan Feng doesn't know, Shizun is indeed going out, Shizun's immortal trace is ethereal, but tonight the grass is blooming and ripe, and Shizun will definitely come back." ”

There were still two days left before the one-month period, Zhang Yanchen didn't care, and went back to the attic, leaving everyone with shocked faces.

Lan Feng looked at Zhang Yanchen's back for a long time, and pondered with emotion in his heart.

But a few people beside him couldn't help it, and exclaimed: "The foundation has been built? ”

"I ...... Why do I find it so unrealistic? Anyway, I'm still a fourth-line pseudo-spiritual root, senior sister, she ...... Isn't it a five-line one? ”

"You're four. Senior Brother Lan Feng is still from the Three Spirit Roots, why hasn't he built a foundation yet? ”

"How do I think, my sister is a wonderful flower, obviously the long leaves and grass roots are ordinary, but they can bloom bright and dazzling flowers."

"Your analogy is apt!"

Speaking of which, the senior sister is a wonder, the master respects his old man with a unique vision, and he saw the talent of the senior sister at a glance in the vast sea of people. What is confused is that they can't understand, and Shizun has long known that his senior sister is talented and intelligent. The qualifications are amazing. will accept the senior sister as an apprentice.

It is not uncommon to teach a disciple with outstanding talent to become talented, but teaching a disciple of the five pseudo-spiritual roots to become a talent is the first thing in the past and the present, what a face!

At night, Xingxi, who had not shown his face all along, finally appeared. As Lan Feng said. He had come back to pick the grass.

The grass is only thirty years old. However, the medicinal herbs conceived in the Yin Yang Valley have the unique fertilizer of Xingxi and the effect of the formation, even if they have only been planted for thirty years. But the medicinal properties are sufficient.

Zhang Yanchen came to the edge of the medicine garden, first respectfully waved his hand to Xingxi, and then briefly told Xingxi about his experience in the past few years, and the Huang family did not hide it.

After all, a master of the Transformation Stage like Xingxi, there is something that can be hidden from his eyes.

Xingxi put the grass in the box one by one, and said: "I didn't expect that "Thousand Machines Sword Duel" is actually a fellow practitioner of the Five Elements, since you have found your grandfather's house, you also have a tough backer, and people who go out and wait for leisure in the future will not dare to offend you." But ......"

After a pause, his eyes skimmed, and then he withdrew it, Zhang Yanchen did not move, quietly listening to the teachings.

"No matter how powerful your grandfather's family is, after all, it is not your own strength, don't be arrogant, the strength is in your own hands is the hardest truth."

After Xingxi finished picking all the grass, he stood up and walked towards Zhang Yanchen, pausing in front of Zhang Yanchen.

Looking at this familiar and unfamiliar face, when it didn't grow a few years ago, it was still a little similar to the face in my memory, but now I can't find much resemblance, but this temperament and character are very similar to her.

Changan!

He has been thinking about how many years and how many days and moons he has been thinking about, but there has never been a trace of her, and he has never seen anyone alive or dead. Xingxi clenched his fists, his face was calm, but his heart fluctuated, he didn't believe the fact that Chang'an was dead, even if Tian'an said that Chang'an's soul stone had long been shattered and gloomy.

He didn't believe that Chang'an must not be dead.

Powerful aura gushed out uncontrollably from the body, and the coercion of the Transformation Stage was no longer suppressed, enveloping the entire Jiuquan Peak Mountain.

Zhang Yanchen stood the closest, and the pressure he was under was the greatest, and suddenly his blood boiled and spit out a mouthful of blood, almost fainting.

She looked at Xingxi's furious appearance in shock, and exclaimed, "Master......"

A weak cry was very soft, and it still reached Xingxi's ears, like a small splash and light sound stirred up by a stone in the turbulent sea, although it was faint, but it recalled Xingxi's sanity.

The coercion and fluctuating aura contracted and disappeared in an instant, and Zhang Yanchen looked at Xingxi with a strange sad expression in his eyes, and reached out to catch her.

"Master, don't be sad." After saying this, Zhang Yanchen finally stopped fainting.

Xingxi's face was strange, staring at the pale little face in his arms, listening to the heartfelt concern, his heart was like knocking over a five-flavor bottle, sweet and sour, bitter and salty, unspeakably uncomfortable.

It turns out that even after so many years, he still hasn't been able to come out of the shadows.

Master, don't be sad!

He smiled sadly, what do you know? At a young age, even if you know sadness, how can you know love?

Xingxi picked up Zhang Yanchen and walked along the path to the attic, and when he passed by the pavilion, he saw Lan Feng and the others who had fainted on the ground, he waved his hand, and a pure aura enveloped several people, and then disappeared.

Outside the attic in the distance, a snail rushed out and instantly became smaller and jumped in front of Zhang Yanchen, looking worried and nervous.

Xingxi looked at Zhang Yanchen's strange spirit beast, perhaps seeing its worried look, he couldn't help but open his mouth to comfort.

"Your master is fine, but he has suffered some internal injuries, just recuperate for a few days." The coercion of the Transformation Stage shattered the heart of Zhihai, and it would take several days to take the Soul Nourishing Pill.

I will be able to wake up tomorrow, and it will not prevent me from going to Xuanji Palace to see my grandfather the day after tomorrow, anyway, Zhang Yanchen is not the body of Chiyang, and the ancestor of Baimei needs the blood of Chiyang, but if there is no man's essence blood with the fire spirit root in Yuanyang's body, it will not hinder her business.

However, with the need for such a large amount of Red Sun blood, it seems that something big must have happened, but I don't know if I want to come to alchemy or heal.

trotted in front of Zhang Yanchen, licked Zhang Yanchen's face with his tongue deeply, and couldn't help rubbing it next to each other, until Xingxi put Zhang Yanchen on the bed.

Xingxi first took out the Soul Nourishing Pill and gave it to Zhang Yanchen, then lit incense in the house, thought about it and arranged a seven-star Xuanji array in the attic, and then left.

Trotted to the door, watching Xingxi's tall back slowly disappear into the night, his brows furrowed, puffing up two small meat buns, and a puzzled face.

It naturally felt the violent breath of Xingxi, although it didn't feel anything wrong, but it didn't expect that Ah Chen was injured.

However, as a monk in the god transformation stage, it is impossible for Xingxi to be unable to control the power of his aura, what caused him to lose control?

Not only the trot was puzzled, but the entire Yinyang Valley was puzzled by the people who felt that Xingxi was out of control.

What is the reason, it will make a monk in the transformation stage lose control of his emotions to the point that he can't control the coercive aura. (To be continued.) )