Chapter 153

In Feng Jingxuan's practice room, the black-haired girl stood in the center casually, her long hair scattered was windless, and a dazzling purple light shot out with a wave of her slender arm. As the purple light dissipated, colorful brilliance appeared in front of him from time to time, and the things formed by the elemental power in the actinization were constantly alternating and changing, and the fiery red serpent, the golden shield, and the vines composed of cold ice were constantly changing...... The sharp momentum, the crackling sound that tore the air, touched the solid walls around it, but it seemed to hit cotton, and no breath was exposed outside.

One hour, two hours...... Time kept passing, and the girl practiced tirelessly, occasionally meditating for a quarter of an hour when her elemental powers were exhausted, and then she got up and continued practicing. The sun is slanting westward, until the yellow sun sinks into the horizon.

With such a high-intensity cultivation method, too much spiritual power was consumed, and Yuan Yi felt a little dizzy. Directly sat down on his knees and breathed down, in the empty spiritual sea, the golden soul power was slowly moisturized, and the spiritual power spring water continued to gush out and quickly injected into the spiritual sea.

An hour passed, Yuan Yi felt that most of his mental strength had recovered, slowly opened his eyes, exhaled a breath of turbidity, and wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead. The body has a kind of soreness after extreme fatigue. But thinking of the results of the day, the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose a little, revealing a bright smile.

This time, her spiritual power had broken through, her recovery speed was faster, and it was much easier than she thought to cultivate the combination technique of her new comprehension. During this day, she tried to fuse two different attribute elemental techniques in pairs, probably because of the stronger spiritual power, and the king-level spell was more handy than before. Except for being a little rusty and slow at the beginning, the more skilled she becomes, she believes that as long as she is a little later, she can do it instantly. However, at present, she only practices the fusion of two spells, and it is estimated that the cost of integrating more than three spells will increase exponentially, and it will not be as simple as it is now. Everything had to be done gradually, not in a hurry, and she didn't want to be reckless and almost kill herself again.

"Yuan Yi, Yuan Yi ......" heard Feng Jing's crisp call from outside the door.

Yuan Yi came back to his senses from his thoughts. Slowly got up, opened the door of the practice room, and looked at the person who was said to be very busy outside the door suspiciously: "Feng Jing, why are you back?"

Feng Jing pouted. Some dissatisfied muttered: "You're too slow, come with me."

"What's the matter?" Yuan Yi is even more strange.

"Eat, I said you can't take a little rest, I invite you to come to my palace to play, it's good for you, don't relax your cultivation for a moment. My maid also said that you had not been out of this door for a day, and reported to me worriedly, and I knew that you were so desperate. I really can't let you go, the more I look at you, the more I feel that you are not eighteen years old but eighty years old...... Feng Jing dragged Yuan Yi's arm and rushed forward regardless of the big stride. While walking, he muttered a few words from time to time, completely abandoning the princess's demeanor.

Listening to Feng Jing's complaints from time to time, Yuan Yi couldn't help but laugh a little, and he was a little touched in his heart, as a princess on top, Feng Jing really treated herself like a friend. As an invited guest. She seemed to be a little too dull, and looked at the surrounding flower-filled imperial garden, the faint fragrance wafting from her nose made people feel shocked, and Yuan Yi relaxed and let Feng Jing drag him away. The cultivation has just come to an end, and occasionally stopping will result in more gains than usual, maybe this is called cultivating one's temperament.

Feng Jing looked at the happy smile on the corner of Yuan Yi's mouth. I was a little confused and a little depressed, and continued to chatter: "I'm talking about you, how do you feel that you didn't listen at all, what were you just watching?"

"Didn't I listen to it all, do what you say, and refresh your body and mind. Enjoy the scenery. It's really beautiful, and it's really a royal palace. Yuan Yi withdrew his arm, looked at the large lotus lake in front of him, and stretched his waist.

"You've finally noticed that such a beautiful scenery is something that only you, a little pervert, can cultivate anywhere." Feng Jing teased.

Yuan Yi pursed his lips and smiled. Don't say anything more, anyway, she's talking too much and being wrong now.

Staring at the smile on the girl's lips, Feng Jing's eyes rolled, her eyes stared at a pavilion opposite the lake, and asked tentatively, "Yuan Yi, do you have someone you like?"

Yuan Yi turned his head, glanced at Feng Jing suspiciously, followed her line of sight into the pavilion, looked at a few familiar figures, and suddenly understood. Shaking his head, he said lightly: "No, I don't think about emotional matters for the time being."

"Why" Feng Jing asked with some surprise.

"I still have a lot of work to do." Yuan Yi replied with a disapproving smile.

Feng Jing looked at the firmness in Yuan's eyes, stroked her dress, pulled the corners of her lips slightly, wanted to say something, and finally sighed softly, mourning for her little brother in her heart.

The two walked silently around the lake, half a sound, Feng Jing said with some emotion: "It's a pity that I can't be like you, some people will always make people unconsciously nostalgic."

Yuan Yi looked at Feng Jing's thoughtful expression, confused with calmness, and a little distressed. For this princess Feng, who has always been resolute and resolute, to be so trapped by love, Yuan Yi couldn't help but sigh a little at the greatness of love. Wan Er smiled, she was a little curious about the things between Feng Jing and Xiang Yang, the few intersections did not see how the two of them were, but as long as Feng Jing was present, Xiang Yang was extremely silent. This thought just turned around and disappeared, and it could be seen that Feng Jing was distressed now.

"Yuanyi, can you do me a favor?" Feng Jing suddenly turned his head and looked at Yuan Yi seriously.

"What's the matter" Yuan Yi was a little puzzled.

"My brother, can you help me advise? He had always been a little hesitant, feeling that he could not take on the mission of the Empire. Feng Jing's voice was a little low.

"Why me" Yuan Yi was a little stunned, Xuan Ye was not too familiar with her.

"Because, you see things more clearly than us, no matter what desperate situation you face, you can still be calm and calm, and ......" Feng Jing paused halfway through his words, and continued to change the conversation: "Our queen mother died early, my father is becoming more and more mediocre, I entered the army to train, and Xuan Ye has also been cultivating in the academy. He has been close to his eldest brother since he was a child, and the death of his eldest brother hit him hard. You also know the current situation of the Kyle Empire, if Xuan Ye doesn't take this responsibility, there is a possibility of destruction. ”

Yuan Yi sighed helplessly and said lightly: "I can only do my best."

Feng Jing looked at her and smiled slightly, the gratitude in her eyes was self-evident.