At this moment, we should use all kinds of methods to realize and cultivate.

"Cultivating immortals and preaching is not something that can become an immortal just by relying on strength.

Isn't luck also part of strength?"

With a cool and charming voice, coupled with that chic and uninhibited sitting posture, all the male and female monks in the main hall were suddenly silent.

I couldn't even raise my heart to refute her half a sentence.

However, none of the monks present had the strength to refute it.

The only one who can speak is probably Yuan Zi Daojun.

He smiled unmindably, warmed to the bone by the temperament soaked in the fragrance of books.

Cultivating to a higher level, he doesn't look like a monk, but an out-and-out Confucian student.

"Dawnbreaker Daoyou is not bad.

In the path of cultivation, talent and hard work are important, but luck is also indispensable.

Nearly 100,000 monks, he alone fell here, this ......"

Yuan Zi Daojun didn't know how to evaluate Chen Xi's experience, so he could only shake his head and smile helplessly.

It is indeed the case, today they gave Chen Xi another chance.

But in the battle of the avenue, no one showed mercy to give a second chance.

Luck, you can't touch it or see it, but sometimes it can determine your entire immortal journey.

In this way, the hard-working Chen Xi still climbed the cliff on the edge.

Shi Xing has been meditating with his eyes closed since he devoured the heart of the wood spirit, and the expression on his face has also changed unpredictably.

Probably the first time the heart of the wood spirit was the most painful when it removed the impurities of the spirit root.

At that time, Shi Xing's pain was particularly intense, the beads of sweat on his forehead flowed like water, and his lips were about to break and bleed.

But the more he got to the back, Shi Xing's face was not so pale, but the wood aura around his body lingered, and the concentration became stronger and stronger.

Attract all the peach blossom petals around you.

Shi Xian did not move.

Seeing that Shi Xing was no longer in danger, he was now slowly fusing the heart of the wood spirit, and his face gradually returned to ruddy.

Shi Xian thought about taking this opportunity to take stock of the gains of the battle just now.

The long arrow that was haphazardly stuffed into a special wooden box was carefully taken out by Shi Xian, and there was also a bone attached to it, no...... This is?

Shi Xian's heart moved slightly, and he looked at the white stone in his hand in disbelief.

If it weren't for the fact that Shi Xian was too familiar with the breath of the Innate Emperor Mirror, I was afraid that he would really treat this white stone as an ordinary bone.

But Shi Xian was very sure that she had never felt the breath of the Innate Emperor Mirror before.

Could it be that he accidentally broke his hand at that time, and the blood that flowed out made this Innate Emperor Mirror break the seal?

Shi Xian pondered for a long time, and took out the things that the old ancestor Shi Qian had given her before leaving.

It was that broken fragment of the Innate Emperor Mirror.

The old ancestor didn't tell Shi Xian why he gave her this kind of thing, but Shi Xian thought of the flames in his dantian.

The old ancestor probably thought that he had a hope of detecting the secret of this Innate Emperor Mirror?

Shi Xian saw another piece of the Innate Emperor Mirror fragment in his hand, and reached out to carefully tear off the white lime that wrapped the fragment of the Innate Emperor Mirror, and finally revealed the true face of the Innate Emperor Mirror fragment.

The same pattern, the same mysterious atmosphere, but this piece of Innate Emperor Mirror fragment is more complete than the one in Shi Xian's hand.

The aura contained on it is more than one or two times stronger than that in Shi Xian's hand, and even the patterns are continuous and clear.

It's just that Shi Xian thought of the ghost he encountered in the Innate Emperor Mirror last time, and he still chose to press this mysterious thing to the bottom.

For the time being, she can't guarantee that she will be safe and secure to explore the secrets of the Innate Emperor Mirror.

After that, he devoted himself to the special silver arrow in front of him.

No, I have to divide my mind to glance at Shi Xing from time to time, for fear that something will happen to her stupid second sister.

Shi Xian's palm automatically ignited a flame mixed with the Sun Emperor Fire, and then he reached out and picked up one of the three arrows, and put it in front of him to look at it carefully.

But when he got close to Shi Xian, the chill emanating from the silver arrow made Shi Xian's face a little numb.

Shi Xian felt more and more that the person who made this kind of silver arrow was extraordinary, and of course, the material was not ordinary.

Rotating the arrow, Shi Xian saw three very small fonts at the junction of the arrow and the arrow body, the Fallen God Arrow!

When he read these three words, Shi Xian's breathing instantly stagnated, and he seemed to be limited by the Heavenly Dao breath.

Or maybe it's something she can't detect now?

Fallen God?

is such a domineering name, even a god can fall, let alone a human monk.

Is this the thing that shot that Terran power in one fell swoop?

But Shi Xian suddenly thought of a question.

It has always been used to match the bow and arrow, and even if it doesn't match, there can't be too much difference.

Now that she has obtained this mysterious Fallen God Arrow, it is indeed a good treasure.

But what bow should she take?

A brain of irritability.

Shi Xian felt that she had just picked up a big treasure but couldn't use it, and she had to worry about it being discovered or taken away from the treasure all the time.

Raising her little head and looking at Shi Xing, Shi Xian felt a little unhappy, why did you say that her stupid second sister was so lucky?

Just fishing for a lotus pod can get a wood spirit heart, that's it.

At least it works.

Shi Xian is sour.

When Shi Xing finished fusing all the hearts of the wood spirits, he opened his eyes and saw Shi Xian's unfathomable eyes, as if he owed her a lot of snacks, and he was thinking about how to play tricks on himself.

Shi Xing's back suddenly cooled, and his heart trembled a little.

Don't look outside, she is Shi Xian's sister, the two of them use their brains at home, Shi Xian is her ancestor.

Anyway, Shi Xing has never succeeded in playing tricks on Shi Xian once, and he was counter-killed.

Shi Xing simply broke the jar in the end, and whatever she did at any time, she agreed.

How else can you do it?

Beat her up?

When I was a child, I could suppress it by force, but now I can't, hey!

The sorrow of growing up.

"How are you feeling now?" asked Shi Xian silently.

Shi Xing twisted his neck, moved his wrist, then opened his eyes wide and was quiet for a while, and then replied seriously: "I don't feel anything." ”

Shi Xian turned his head quietly, afraid that he would not be able to help but slap her hard when he looked at Shi Xing.

In the end, he gritted his teeth and said: "The heart of the wood spirit is not a panacea for healing the body, look at your dantian!"

The latter sentence borders on a roar.

Because the two of them were not in a position to measure the spiritual root qualifications again, all Shi Xian wanted to let Shi Xing sense whether there was any difference by absorbing the spiritual energy.

As a result, Shi Xing did as Shi Xian said, and after a while, he replied like a baby: "There is no difference." It feels like there's no difference between absorbing and not absorbing this thing. ”

Seeing the expression on Shi Xing's face, Shi Xian resisted the urge to beat Shi Xing violently, and the corners of his mouth twitched wildly.

In a very gentle voice, he asked, "You try to absorb the aura, what's the difference." ”

Shi Xing was suddenly frightened and looked at Shi Xian in disbelief.