Volume 1 The Serializer Chapter 63 The First Layer of Chill
Saying that, Bai Zhimo came to the door of Concubine Bai Zhi's small courtyard, pushed the door away, and saw three people at a glance.
It's still the three people last time, they are already waiting for him, Concubine Bai Zhi's face is solemn, she really regards Bai Zhimo as her fierce rival, and sees him as the object she must defeat.
Aunt Hong next to her was as cold as ever, as if nothing in the outside world could attract her attention.
But Xiao Baozi puffed out his cheeks, looking at Bai Zhimo with bitterness and hatred on his face, and he couldn't wait to rush up and bite Bai Zhimo hard.
There were no greetings and politeness at all, Concubine Bai Zhi and Bai Zhimo each had a wooden long sword in their hands, and they fought directly in one place.
Through the last battle, the two of them are familiar with each other, so there is no temptation at all after the fight, and they just attack with all their might!
Three days was a short time, and they did make considerable progress, but the improvement was not much different, so it was another stalemate battle.
In this case, the mentality of both sides of the battle is particularly important.
Bai Zhimo has just solved a 'big problem in life', his mood is extremely relaxed, and the moves in his hands are also strategic, like an antelope hanging its horns and doing whatever he wants.
Concubine Bai Zhi has a lot of resentment towards Bai Zhimo, and has always wanted to suppress Bai Zhimo, she attaches too much importance to victory and defeat, and thinks too much about the change of moves, and is even a little constrained.
Compare these two, and make a judgment!
Xiao Baozi was still thinking about it on the side, cheering for his young lady.
And Aunt Hong next to her was calmly watching the battle between the two sides, her brows furrowed slightly, she had already seen the disadvantages of Concubine Bai Zhi, and she naturally understood Concubine Bai Zhi's strength.
Therefore, Aunt Hong couldn't help but glance at Bai Zhimo, and at the same time, a thought rose in her heart-
The city lord is indeed the city lord, and the person who can be chosen by his old man is really not an ordinary person.
When the two sides fought to one hundred and fifty-eight moves, and when Bai Zhifei's moves were old, Bai Zhimo's long sword suddenly slashed upwards and went straight to Bai Zhifei's waist and ribs.
In the end, although Concubine Bai Zhi dodged Bai Zhimo's sword momentum, her sleeve was cut by his wooden sword.
Bai Zhimo accepted it when he saw it, he stepped back two feet, smiled and hugged his fists,
"Miss, I agreed!"
Concubine Bai Zhi's face turned white, she did lose, although she was only cut her sleeve, but this is not a life-and-death fight after all, she lost half a move, and this competition is over!
"Ten days later, at this time, in this place, you won't be so lucky at that time!" Concubine Bai Zhi glared at Bai Zhimo, and the wooden sword in her hand slashed fiercely, as if she was taking the air in front of her as Bai Zhimo.
Bai Zhimo won against Concubine Bai Zhi, not by luck, but he didn't argue anything, he just smiled and arched his hand to Concubine Bai Zhi, and then turned to leave!
After Bai Zhimo walked away, Concubine Bai Zhi looked at the direction in which he disappeared and remained motionless, as if she was stunned, and stood in place in a daze.
Of course, Aunt Hong and Xiao Baozi noticed Concubine Bai Zhi's strange appearance, and they couldn't help but come over with concern, Aunt Hong was okay, she probably guessed Concubine Bai Zhi's thoughts, so she was not in a hurry.
But Xiao Baozi didn't have such good eyesight, but she didn't dare to move, so she could only whisper nervously,
"Miss, Miss...... What's wrong with you? Miss ......."
Concubine Bai Zhi also reacted at this time, she waved her hand at the little bun, and then said to Aunt Hong dejectedly,
"Aunt Hong, do you think I'm too bad, I can't even compare to that kind of rotten person!"
"Miss, your qualifications are naturally excellent, if you can put more effort into cultivation, you must be no worse than anyone else!"
"But I've been cultivating for the past three days! I've worked very hard!" Bai Zhifei raised her head and said with grievances.
"Actually, your strength is only between the best, and you don't have a lot of combat experience, but that kid's fighting sense is stronger than yours, and this is also where you lack it, Miss!"
"Then what should I do?" Hearing Aunt Hong's words, Concubine Bai Zhi's eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but ask urgently.
"Actually, there's no good way, it's just a matter of fighting more, looking for the feeling of fighting, the battles you have experienced before can only be called a joke, to really ......"
......
Aunt Hong instructed Concubine Bai Zhi not to say anything for the time being, let's talk about Bai Zhimo, he returned to his small courtyard, and the fat man Wang was really waiting for him.
"How's it going? Did you win?"
Before Bai Zhimo walked in, Wang Fatzi had already taken the initiative to greet him, and asked impatiently.
"Hehe, I won half a move by luck!"
Bai Zhimo smiled and said modestly, but in fact, he had already revealed the essence of the bag.
"Haha...... I knew you kid could do it!" Wang Fat laughed and slapped Bai Zhimo on the shoulder.
Bai Zhimo was slapped crooked, and almost fell directly to the ground, he bared his teeth and protested,
"Oh, I said fat brother, you are happy, but you don't want to do it!"
"Hehe, I made a mistake and made a mistake, I was so happy just now, let's go, fat brother invites you to drink, drink good wine, haha......" Wang Fat Man also knew that he was a little out of shape just now, and said with a laugh.
Although Wang Fatzi didn't know the specific situation of the competition, thinking about the arrogant and domineering Concubine Bai Zhi, who had no one in her eyes, was defeated in the hands of a little-known little person, the depression of the little girl can be imagined.
The little girl was depressed, and the fat man was naturally happy.
Anyway, Bai Zhimo took a bad breath for Wang Fatman, and Wang Fatman admitted that he owed Bai Zhimo a favor.
Wang Fatzi expressed his gratitude, and after a sumptuous banquet, Bai Zhimo rejected Wang Fatzi's proposal to reward him for half a month.
He had more important things to do now, not to mention fighting Bai Zhi again in ten days, he hadn't forgotten that he was now at a critical moment before igniting the blood fire.
Ignition of the blood fire failed, but there will be serious sequelae.
Although Old Man Huo has promised that there will be no damage to the failure of ignition, this is only Old Man Huo's statement after all, and the failure of blood fire ignition means that Bai Zhimo cannot become a blood cook, which is the real loss.
So, on the second day, Bai Zhimo went to Old Man Huo's courtyard and wanted to ask him if his current state could ignite blood fire!
The answer given by Old Man Huo was a little unexpected by Bai Zhimo-
Bai Zhimo's current state already preliminarily met the requirements for igniting blood and fire, but Old Man Huo saw that Bai Zhimo's cold spirit had been cultivated to a critical moment, so he made a suggestion to him-
Break through the first layer of the Cold Spirit Technique as soon as possible, and the Cold Spirit Technique can protect Bai Zhimo's Divine Soul from the Blood Fire to a certain extent, thereby increasing his probability of igniting the Blood Fire.
Bai Zhimo naturally accepted the teacher's proposal, and immediately returned to his room to concentrate on cultivating the Cold Spirit Technique, and he compressed his daily sword cultivation time to two hours.
The rest of the time was spent cultivating the Cold Spirit Technique, and the effect was obvious, but after three days, the cold mist outside Bai Zhimo's body expanded to the size of one zhang, meeting the requirements for advancing to the first layer of the Cold Spirit.
At this time, Bai Zhimo encountered the first obstacle after cultivating the Cold Spirit Technique, and every time he cultivated, he always felt that he was covered with an invisible membrane covering his body, preventing the expansion of the cold mist outside his body.
For two days in a row, he had been cultivating the Cold Spirit Technique, and a large amount of cold qi poured into his body, but the cold qi outside his body was limited to a range of one zhang, and did not increase by a single cent.
If it weren't for Bai Zhimo finding that the cold mist outside his body was even whiter, he would have even thought that there was something wrong with his cultivation.
On the sixth day when Bai Zhimo was concentrating on cultivating the Cold Soul Technique, that is, the third day after the cold mist outside his body reached one zhang, he was cultivating the Cold Spirit Technique as always.
The cultivation of the past few days has made the cold qi outside Bai Zhimo's body reach a critical state, and when he cultivated yesterday, he had a feeling that he was about to break through soon, and it was in a very short time.
Bai Zhimo's body has been surrounded by white cold air, these cold air has formed a large whirlpool, the center of the whirlpool is Bai Zhimo, the surrounding cold air is constantly replenished into the cold whirlpool, and it is swallowed by Bai Zhimo in the center of the whirlpool.
At this time, Bai Zhimo was like a black hole, endlessly devouring the cold air around him.
The deeper the night, the sooner the day came, the cold air reached the peak of the day, and the color of the cold whirlpool around Bai Zhimo's body was three points darker, and Bai Zhimo's eyebrows and sideburns were already covered with a layer of faint hoarfrost.
The blood qi in Bai Zhimo's body ran along with the exercise route of the Cold Spirit Jue, and suddenly became active for a few points, Bai Zhimo's eyes suddenly opened, and the breakthrough was at this moment!
The surrounding cold qi surged, frantically pouring into Bai Zhimo's body, and these cold qi merged into the blood qi, running rapidly along the trajectory of the cold spirit's luck, and the violent speed made Bai Zhimo's meridians feel a little swollen.
However, Bai Zhimo did not relax, but absorbed the cold qi outside his body at a more rapid speed, and operated the blood qi at a faster speed!
A thin layer of white frost quickly condensed on Bai Zhimo's body, but his eyes were getting brighter and brighter, and even that layer of frost could not hide his sparkling eyes.
"Break it for me!"
Bai Zhimo screamed, his eyes widened, and a powerful aura suddenly rose from his body, shaking all the white frost outside his body away.
Then Bai Zhimo felt a sudden refreshment, it felt like the comfortable feeling of finally releasing the urine that had been held for a long time, and it couldn't be described in words.
Bai Zhimo continued to run the cold spirit technique, and the cold air around him was like a shark that smelled blood, swarming and burrowing into Bai Zhimo's body, which was at least thirty percent faster than just now.
With the operation of the cold spirit technique, these cold qi merged into his blood qi, making his blood qi even stronger, and with a hint of coldness.
Blood Qi is the most primitive power, and it will have certain attributes because of the sequence path and the cultivation of the exercises.
Bai Zhimo's killing sequence did not bring any strength attribute to his blood, but the cold spirit trick made his blood qi carry a trace of coldness, which was the power of the water attribute.
And that's why he's able to decorate himself as a Basalt Sequencer.
Bai Zhimo's cultivation no longer had any obstacles, coupled with the sudden increase in cultivation speed, he already had a guess in his heart, and he couldn't help but run the cold spirit technique, condensing a cold qi outside his body.
One foot and five inches!
A small five-inch growth, but it is a surprise to Bai Zhimo, as the saying goes, a small step forward, a big step forward in civilization, uh, the meaning of this sentence is to say,
Although it was only a small five inches, it meant that Bai Zhimo had successfully advanced to the first layer of the Cold Spirit Battle.