Chapter 177: Understanding

Yan Xuan has retreated outside the fire at the moment, heh, if she wants to be her spirit beast, if she wants to die like this, then she doesn't plan to accept it anymore.

Some people work so hard, but they are tricked by the so-called fate and die unexpectedly, so what is there to associate with these people who give up their lives easily?

She raised her eyebrows and hugged her chest and looked at the flames in the fire eyes lightly, but there was a deep sadness in her eyes, yes, she thought of Pei Hua again.

The person who made her extremely embarrassed when she was alive was deeply imprinted in her memory in this way, and it can no longer be erased.

The little golden Buddha was also surprised by her sudden momentum, in his impression, Yan Xuan has always been forbearing, and most of the time there is no fierce emotion towards others. He sighed deeply, it seemed that Pei Hua's death had made her begin to change.

The fire in the eye of the fire burned for a long time, but the surging momentum gradually began to weaken, and a clear female voice came from inside: "You want me to be your spirit beast, do you dare to wait outside for me to succeed in advancement, we are just the same?" If you win against me, you are worthy to be my master, or I would rather die at your hand. ”

Obviously in a weak position, and obviously not qualified to talk about conditions, Bi Fang was full of pride and momentum, as if it was the winner at this moment.

Yan Xuan smiled lightly and said lightly: "Deal, I will protect the Dharma for you here, you can rest assured that you will advance." ”

Bi Fang didn't seem to expect her to be so easy to speak, but he didn't speak anymore, the fire was shining in his eyes, and he was already cultivating in the fire.

The little golden Buddha frowned and said, "Before it reaches the calcination stage, this bird actually speaks." Yan Xuan, don't be too big. ”

Yan Xuan replied: "It has such a strong temperament, even if I force her to sign a contract with me, what good will it do me, don't worry, I have just explored her reality." ”

After all, this was Yan Xuan's own path of cultivation, and the little golden Buddha didn't want to interfere with her thoughts, so he kept silent.

Yan Xuan was thinking in her heart, how to convince her later.

There is no Zhou Wen in this stone formation, but I don't know where Zhou Wen went?

Thinking so, she meditated on the spot. Divine consciousness is covered thousands of miles away. Since I said that I would protect the Dharma for her. She is not a person who breaks her word, if she really becomes her spirit beast in the future, she has no intention of treating her master and servant, then everything she does now. Let's count her sincerity.

At the same time. Bi Fang, who was in the eyes of fire, made sure that Yan Xuan was meditating outside a few times. There was a surprise glint in the bird's eyes, and after all, he closed his eyes and went to study.

A month flies by in a hurry.

She would never indulge in the sound of the hole in the stone formation, but realized something new. That's the sound of the sound.

At the beginning of the Skeleton Mountain Dome, she had singled out Mu Qing, who was proficient in sound cultivation in the Sixteen Domains, knowing that sound was a special existence that was very good at controlling people's moods, and that Yin Xiu, who was deeply skilled, could even manipulate opponents through musical notes to make them commit suicide. In the Battle of Xiuzhen, Yin Xiu also had the effect of shaking the morale of our army and disturbing the hearts of the enemy.

It's just that sound cultivation is rarer than Dan cultivation, and physical cultivation is a great test of talent, although Mu Qing was a top-notch sound cultivation in the Sixteen Domains, his skills could not be advanced for a long time.

Yan Xuan had long noticed that the sound of this hole was extraordinary, and now after listening to it for a month, he actually had a strange idea.

The reason why the hole is pronounced is because the earth fire burns and causes the flow and mutation of the spiritual field, and the air flow with special spiritual power passes through the hole, forming a patchwork of songs, confusing people's minds.

If she used the power of the three cultivations to participate in the exercises according to this principle, and combined with the already clever concealment technique, would she have an advantage against the enemy?

Through the special vocal magnetic field, the enemy's vigilance is lowered, and her own body is known for being unpredictable, so that she is more handy in arranging the Chiba Flower Array, even if there are small flaws, it will be perfectly hidden with the cooperation of vocal music.

Yan Xuan is already good at thinking, from the discovery of magnetic water spiritual power, to the bold conjecture of the body of the three cultivations, and now to the realization of sound cultivation, her potential is rapidly revealed, which is also thanks to her past insight.

Whether it is Pei Hua, Little Golden Buddha, Fu Shixue, Yin Fancheng, or Gu Huai, the heir of the Sword Saint, what she has encountered are all top talented masters in various fields, and when she can't see or touch, she has already benefited a lot.

As for how to add the method of sound cultivation to his own exercises, Yan Xuan also had some preliminary ideas.

She has twelve flying knives, and when she arranged the array of thousand leaves and flowers, she used the concealment method to spread them in the dark.

She didn't have much research on vocal music, but fortunately, when she was a mortal, she was also a lady, and she practiced the piano for many years, although two hundred years have passed, remembering what she learned at that time, it is like a different world, very unfamiliar, but after all, it is grounded, and the sound of holes, including several of its complex changes, has been deeply remembered by her within a month.

In the past month, her divine sense has penetrated into the earth fire, and knowing that Bi Fang has entered the cultivation realm of forgetting things and self, she also began to try her own sound cultivation comprehension with confidence.

Another month in a hurry.

The outside world has entered winter, the scorching air is gradually decreasing, Yan Xuan is like a sculpture, her body is not moving, and she is pulled out by the sunset for a long shadow. While she was still meditating, she heard a loud roar from the fire eye, and her eyes immediately opened.

I saw a flame in the eye of the fire jumping high, straight into the sky, and when I looked closely, I found that it was countless fiery red feathers.

Bi Fang flew into the air from the eye of fire, and countless red fire feathers were scattered all over the ground like a rain of flowers in the sky, and Yan Xuan stood up and looked up at the sky in the red rain.

Bi Fang was twice as big as before, the cyan feathers on his body flowed out a faint red light, his wings spread very widely, the arc was graceful, the neck was slender, and the crown feathers on the top of his head were raised high, which was very elegant.

It hovers and roams in the sky, unbridled and happy.

Yan Xuan has already seen that it has successfully advanced to the tempering stage, and the strength and vigor of the body are not the same as before.

It looked down at Yan Xuan in the sky, its bright red eyes were like burning flames, and then it slowly fell, with a beautiful posture and a graceful demeanor.

Sure enough, as the little golden Buddha said, Bi Fang is the most hypocritical and proud, and always pays attention to whether his actions are beautiful.

Bi Fang stopped in front of Yan Xuan, but he tilted his head to look at her, this is the usual movement of birds, but Bi Fang doesn't feel stupid or stupid when he does it, because in addition to a little thinking in his eyes, he also reveals a touching Qinggao.

Yan Xuan didn't wait for her to speak, and said: "You are in the tempering stage, I will suppress the cultivation to the early stage of Jindan and compete with you to show fairness." ”

The little golden Buddha frowned, and he stretched out again. Forget it, can the host you find still have no confidence in her? (To be continued......)