The sound of two footsteps outside the door gradually became clear, and Bo Xuan interrupted his thoughts.

She looked up, and sure enough, she saw two young figures approaching through the dark night, holding a large handful of firewood sticks.

It was Ling He and Han Changsheng, who went out to pick up firewood, came back.

They entered the temple one after the other, lightly piled up the firewood in their hands, and then gathered together and lit it with flint.

Bo Xuan looked at it, only to find that Ling He was still carrying two pheasants that had been hit through the head by stones.

He methodically lit the bonfire, then first turned his head to look at Xie Zhao, whose posture had almost changed from them, and finally looked at Bo Xuan.

Ling He whispered in a breathy voice, "Have you slept?" ”

Bo shook his head slowly.

Ling He was slightly silent when he heard this, but he didn't say anything, turned around and carried the two pheasants out of the City God Temple again.

He planned to go outside and peel the pheasant's feathers, bleed it and bring it back to roast it over a bonfire.

The air in the City God Temple is not very circulating, if you bleed and pluck the hair in the hall, I am afraid that the smell of blood is too strong, and it will be difficult to dissipate for a while.

Han Changsheng naturally also saw the conversation between Fang Cailing or Bo Xuan, and knew that Xie Zhao was not asleep. He made the bonfire a little louder, and then sat down beside her on the floor, and asked carefully:

"Little liar, are you alright?"

Not again.

Xie Zhao, who was silently fighting against the many discomforts in his body in the silence, sighed helplessly when he heard it.

Since she leaked her identity in the palace in Western Xinjiang, these people seem to treat her as a paper kite, always inadvertently and invisibly with a kind of caution everywhere.

She didn't really like it, and she never needed this kind of special care.

Xie Zhao opened his eyes in resignation and decided to defeat magic with magic.

She raised her eyebrows lightly and said, "If you are bored, you might as well go to the side to practice." Now that Ling or vaguely has reached the breaking stage again, does it really not inspire you at all? ”

Han Changsheng has always been unable to grasp the key point, not only was he not ashamed of his laziness, but he asked with a look of surprise and interest.

"What? Really? Ling Or this is less than two months in the Saint King Xuan Realm, and he is actually about to break through the realm again? ”

Xie Zhao smiled lightly: "Almost, I can feel that his qi has occasionally been turbulent recently, and I believe that he himself has noticed it, and it will be a matter of the past two months to break through the realm again." ”

A trace of astonishment flashed in the eyes of Bo Xuan and Han Changsheng.

You must know that Ling He has just reached the crown, and he is already about to enter the threshold of the Saint King Heavenly Realm, which is indeed a unique talent!

However, when he thought that his biological mother was the famous "Shaoguang Kaixian" Leng Hanyan twenty years ago in the Southern Dynasty, it didn't seem to be a strange thing.

But this is not absolute, for example, the world knows that the first emperor Wei Di of Tianchen in the Southern Dynasty and the successive Empress Xie of Xiaochun are all people who do not know martial arts, but they just gave birth to Fu Jingci, a proud woman of the sky who has the talent of splitting the sky and changing the moon in the realm of martial arts.

Xie Zhao looked at their expressions, shook his head with a smile, and said:

"Don't be in a hurry to be happy for him first, it is extremely difficult to break through the realm above the Holy King Realm, the right time, place and people are indispensable.

Shen Wei, as you all know, he has been in the Saint King Heaven Realm for many years now, and he has been hovering at the critical point of the Saint King Heaven Realm, and it has been difficult for him to break through to the half-step Void Human Realm for so many years.

- This is also why he was not afraid of life and death and rushed to Zhaoge before, just to ask for the battle of the 'Golden Terrace', but he also wanted to use the battle of life and death to force himself to a desperate situation, and then live to death and get a chance to break through the realm.

Ling Or's talent is naturally extremely rare, but breaking through the realm is not overnight. He lacks the experience of life and death battles, and his state of mind has always been desireless and drizzly, but he is afraid that after the internal force reaches the critical point, it will not be easy to break the realm. ”

Han Changsheng frowned puzzled.

"However, Ling He was only in Guangling City for a day before, and he broke through the realm of the Holy King alive and entered the Xuan Realm, and it was very easy for me to see that time."

Xie Zhao lowered his head and smiled.

Easy?

Han Changsheng was not on the scene that day, so he never saw it, Ling or the opportunity to break through the realm was to face the "Lone Wolf Sword Immortal" Yu Wenxin, who was several realms higher than him!

Under the pressure of the powerful Yu Wenxin of the Immortal Realm, Ling was forced to "ask" the Sword Immortal, and it was only in the life-and-death duel that he broke through the threshold of the Xuan Realm.

But now, if there is no opportunity for proper benefits, how easy is it for the Holy King Xuan Realm to re-enter the Heavenly Realm?

If the path of advancement of the masters in the realm of martial arts is so simple, why is it that countless masters of the rivers and lakes have been desperately asking one after another for thousands of years, wouldn't it be good to lie at home and wait for promotion?

In fact, the master asked, only a few are satisfied, and most of them will fail and die. Some people think it's fate, while others think it's unfair.

Xie Zhao sighed and said: "That time Ling or it can be regarded as a blessing in disguise, under the sword qi killing intent of the 'Lone Wolf Sword Immortal', he instead broke through his own way, not only successfully broke through the realm, but also escaped with no casualties, but not every time he will be so lucky." ”

Han Changsheng and Bo Xuan were silent when they heard this.

Regarding the martial arts realm and swordsmanship of the "Lone Wolf Sword Immortal" Yu Wenxin, in fact, Bo Xuan also knows a little about it.

As the first warrior of the 36th Department of Handyong today, Yu Wenxin deserves this great reputation.

And Ling He was able to escape from the hands of the "Lone Wolf Sword Immortal" Yu Wenxin and break through the realm, regardless of whether there was a "Thousand Years Old Sword Immortal" or not, it was enough to show the power of this young man.

At this time, Ling Or, a "powerful boy" who was carrying two pheasants that had been plucked and cleaned of blood, also returned.

As soon as he entered the City God Temple, he couldn't help frowning slightly when he saw that Xie Zhao had not rested well but chatted with them. But after thinking about it, it was time to eat, so I didn't say more.

Ling He quickly set up a shelf with wooden sticks, skewered the dehaired pheasants on the shelf, and started to use his hands on the bonfire.

Seeing this, Han Changsheng hurriedly went to help, and roasted a pheasant on the fire with him. Bo Xuan also turned out the salt from their bags and sprinkled it evenly on the pheasant.

However, after a cup of tea, the City God Temple began to fill the temple with a smell of burnt meat.

The gluttonous worm in Xie Zhao's abdomen was aroused, she shrugged her nose, and said with a smile:

"Such disrespect for ghosts and gods, dare to burn fire and roast chickens in the City God Temple in the territory of the Southern Dynasties, I'm afraid we are still the only one."

Han Changsheng smiled and said, "What are you afraid of, the Nine Heavens God Buddha has mercy in his heart, and he will definitely be able to understand our helpless behavior when we are hungry!" ”

Ling Or ignored their jokes, he frowned and looked back at Xie Zhao, and asked:

"Those people returned today without success, what are we going to do next, do we continue to wait?"

Xie Zhao smiled lightly: "I'm afraid it won't work, and the person who came to see the 'Golden Terrace' today will retreat, but I'm afraid that the person will either hurt the finch on the road, or Xunyang Xie's family, and he still has some scruples." Since the matter has failed today, I am afraid that they will not come again in a short time. ”

Hearing this, Bo Xuanyan's gaze slid over Su Ning, who was placed at the other end of the City God Temple, and frowned:

"Do we have to take her with us all the time?"

Xie Zhao smiled, "Naturally no, I will send her back to Xunyang County at dawn tomorrow and hand her over to Peng Xiao." ”

"What?"

Han Changsheng was puzzled: "Didn't you say that we have to check it ourselves?" Isn't handing over people to Tianchen's court? ”

A slight glint flashed in Xie Zhao's eyes, and she said slowly:

"Who said that handing over people to Peng Xiao is equivalent to being handed over to the temple? The road between Xunyang County and Zhaoge City is so long, if there are any waves, who can say for sure? ”

Ling He said suddenly: "What do you mean is to let those people in Western Xinjiang know that we will send people out, and leave it alone." And they may let their guard down because of this, and when they see Peng Xiao and the defenders of Xunyang County taking over the task of escorting Su Ning into Beijing, they will not be able to bear to strike again? ”

Xie Zhao nodded with a smile.

"Yes, the praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind, it depends on who is the best in the end."