Revenge with your own hands has always been very meaningful for Fuyi. It is true that it saves time and effort to repay the revenge with more powerful power, but the simple and crude way of slashing the enemy is the most suitable for her.

The dead man's face beat her so miserably, if she hadn't been fished back by Guangwen Pavilion and stuffed with a few precious pills, she might have fallen by now. She still has the stars and the sea to conquer, and there are countless mysteries and unknowns to explore, not to mention that she is so beautiful, how can she die easily?

"There is really no good thing in the Valley of Evil Spirits! This kind of biased words are not applicable to any force, but the evil cultivators in this entire valley are more and more annoying than the other. ”

From the gray-clothed female cultivator who pointed at her nose and scolded her in the city, to the beautiful male cultivator who trapped more than thirty monks and threatened her to kneel and beg for mercy, to the Jindan who cultivated the killing path in the name of revenge, there was nothing she did and said that did not disgust her.

The Valley of Evil Spirits is like a vessel for cultivating poisonous insects, which is full of small poisonous insects buzzing and fluttering their wings, slapping one to death and another group of them, and their strength is not as good as the other, all relying on yin poison and bullying the weak with the strong.

"I hope this trip goes well, the real people of the four pavilions had better solve Cheng Lianyu, cut the grass and eradicate the roots to prevent future troubles, and it is best not to happen if the spring breeze blows and gives birth again. ”

Fu Yi felt that her hands and feet had regained their strength, and to her surprise, when she turned over and sat up from the Juling Jade bed, she didn't feel the slightest bit wrong, as if she was just lying here to rest for a while, not just recovering from a serious injury.

She sat cross-legged on the bed and tried to use her spiritual power, the dantian and the sea were intact, and the remaining medicinal liquid was still nourishing the body and meridians, and her whole body was warm and melting, and she could no longer feel the cold and biting cold.

On top of Pisces, Qiankun conveyed a faint joy to her, and then fell into a deep sleep again. Her injuries can be recovered with rare elixirs, and the loss of Qiankun can only be nourished by the breath of the black fish.

Fortunately, Dead Face is not an offensive monk with amazing strength, and his strength lies in manipulating giant puppets and evil energy, and the damage to the natal sword is not too great. If he encounters a high-level who also uses swords and spears, Qiankun is very likely to be seriously injured.

No matter how good the material of the sword is, it is now only a second-order super-grade magic weapon, to be precise, Qiankun is like a sharp sword wrapped in several blunt objects, and it needs to break through the shackles layer by layer to show its true appearance.

Qiankun doesn't need to add any treasure smelting blessings, the advancement is only related to the realm of Fu Yi, and when she breaks through to the Jindan stage, the level of the sword will be upgraded to a third-order magic weapon.

Seeing that Qiankun's wisdom was as usual, but he was only slightly tired, he completely relaxed his clothes and let the mysterious black fish breath continue to flow into the sword.

After closing her eyes and cultivating for a while, a flash of inspiration appeared at the entrance of the cave, and a communication talisman floated outside the formation, waking her up from a half-settled state. As soon as his divine sense moved, he took the talisman back into his hand and saw that it was Song Sihua who sent it to determine where she was, but there was a big problem.

After Fu Yi replied, she no longer meditated and cultivated, and it has been half a month since she woke up, and she plans to go out for a walk, even if she doesn't compete, she will go to the secret realm to see the excitement, and by the way, cheer for Song Sihua who broke into the middle competition.

Ming Suyu had let her come and go as she pleased, as a real person of Yuanying, it was easy to find her, but out of courtesy, Fu Yi still left a messenger on the Dongfu jade table, and then sacrificed the Sinking Mist Imperial Sword and left.

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"It's not in Xingluo City......" brushed her clothes and covered her head, she didn't expect that Ming Suyu's cave mansion was so far away from the city, and at her speed, it would probably take three or four days to fly to arrive. The turquoise sky is like an unfathomable lake, and the clothes are like a boat flying gently over the lake, leaving not even a trace of it.

Mountains, lakes, cities and villages, everything is quieter than usual, and there are no monks and demon beasts passing by in the air, as if the creatures of the entire Bixiao Domain have been attracted by the ring competition.

The clothes traveled smoothly all the way, except for the necessary meditation and recovery, the rest of the time they flew freely in the air. It was rare for the fog to increase the speed to the extreme, and it took one day less than expected to reach the outside of Xingluo City, and when he jumped off the ground to collect his sword, he was still a little unsatisfied.

When entering the city, the guards in the middle stage of the foundation building saw the ring match token on the waist of the clothes, and swept the 666th behind them with their divine sense, and their expressions suddenly changed from lazy and paralyzed faces to frightened, and then even their eyes were full of awe.

"Daoyou is No. 666? Disrespectful and disrespectful! There is an order from above, those who enter the middle competition do not have to pay the spirit stone to enter the city, and they can pass directly!"

"Thank you. Flick arched his hand at him, strode through the protective array, and after walking for a long time, he still felt that the eyes of the guards of the city gate were still sweeping behind him. "People are afraid of being famous, and the spirit rabbit is afraid of being strong, so it's better to solve the matter here as soon as possible and leave early. ”

The clothes are praised by others and are happy, but the mood dictates that they will never be fluttering because of this, and they can't recognize the real situation they are in now. Now that she is praised high, maybe she will fall down again one day, and the water can carry the boat and capsize the boat, she doesn't want to cause any trouble because she is famous.

When she came to the city square, the female cultivator of the town guard recognized her at a glance. "Daoist friend No. 666, don't have to line up, just come over and join the formation!"

Seeing that there was a lot of discussion around him, most of them were still enthusiastically praised, and hurriedly waved his hand and refused: "Thank you for your kindness, I can follow the rules." "She didn't do anything important to cultivate the Immortal Domain, she just tried her best to protect herself, if she had a little fame at the beginning, she didn't even line up the team, wouldn't she have to drag her out of the world if she did anything big in the future?

She is a person who really wants to do big things, so the low-key spirit must start from the foundation building period.

Lined up to enter the teleportation array in the attention ceremony, and the surrounding monks praised again, the awe of the strong in this world has always been like this, even the strong man drank a sip of spiritual tea and spewed out, it was full of deep meaning.

Fu Yi knew this very well, and didn't pay too much attention to everyone, silently calculating the approximate time of the end of the ring match in his heart, and came to the secret realm again after the formation flashed aura.

The communication confirmed Song Sihua's position, and the two quickly converged in a slightly clean place, seeing that she didn't look like an injured person at all, Song Sihua was so surprised that his eyebrows were about to rise to the sky.

Fu Yi briefly transmitted a message to inform her of what happened after being rescued, and only concealed the clean-up plan of the four major pavilions, saying that Guangwen Pavilion Ming Zhenren kindly gave medicine and saved her life with good pills.

"How's the battle going on your side?"

"I didn't expect that this time I had excellent luck, after entering the middle competition, I have already played five rings, five consecutive wins, as long as I win one more time, I can enter the finals, and I am one step closer to Linglong Pavilion!" Song Sihua smiled gently and shyly, and his eyes were full of joy that could not be hidden.

Before Fu Yi could say a word of congratulations, he heard a harsh ridicule not far away.

"Hehe, are you still worried about whether you can enter the Linglong Pavilion?

Song Sihua pulled the sleeve of his shirt in embarrassment, and said, "Let's go, I narrowly defeated him a few moves before, this is not happy." ”

He didn't care so much about his clothes, and turned to the male cultivator with a mean expression and said, "You have eaten sour fruits, if you are not convinced, you will go to the challenge book, and you will be less yin and yang here!"

As soon as the male cultivator heard the challenge, his face turned white, and he turned around and didn't say anything more, but his half-closed eyes were still unwilling.