Chapter Twenty-Three: Second Senior Brother
The Chixiao Thunder lurking under the lotus pond of Lotus Breath Villa is just a means of self-preservation, it is okay to deal with masters, but to deal with a half-hung person like Ye Xian, in fact, it is just a thrilling sight.
Except for Ye Xian's right hand and arm, which was damaged by a lightning strike because he didn't know what to do, Ye Xian's consumption was actually not large.
You must know that the most terrifying thing about Chixiao Thunder is not the destruction, but the terrifying Heavenly Dao Qi in it.
If that piece of Heavenly Dao Qi is contaminated, even the ancestral realm figures of Buddhism and Taoism or the saints of Confucianism will not be able to get rid of it, just like maggots attached to the bones, constantly pestering you.
Ye Xian's master, Ye Ting, entered the legendary saint realm at the age of sixteen, but it was also because of the endless entanglement of the five decays of heaven and man caused by the accidental contamination of the heavenly dao qi, and he is still trapped by the curse of the heavenly dao, trapped in the eastern Liaodong border, and even his two wives are as rare as possible, for fear that the two of them will also be contaminated with this difficult heavenly dao qi.
Martial arts cultivation is a breath, even if it is the first ancestor of the Daomen, the greatest supernatural power is only the so-called one gas and three clears, as strong as Emperor Wu Gao Zhenhui, it is considered to be the ultimate of heaven and earth in the past thousand years, and it is claimed to be comparable to the ancient holy beast Qilin, but it must still survive for a breath in order to be immortal and immortal.
The qi in Ye Xian's body originally came from the lotus breath internal force that Du Gongfu had practiced for twenty years, but after this battle, the originally calm and gentle internal strength became more violent because of the contact with Chixiao Thunder.
Ye Xian let out a long breath, and as this mouthful of turbid mist was lightly spit out by Ye Xian, Ye Xian's body also crackled and exploded like a firecracker.
"This bad breath can be regarded as spitting out. ”
Ye Xian's so-called evil qi does not only refer to the mixed qi in the body that is generated by the internal strength fight.
Heavenly Dao has never made Ye Xian happy in the past twenty years, Tiansheng is angry, and his life is only twenty-three, and the martial arts are even more burdensome because of this, Heavenly Dao gave him this layer of shackles when Ye Xian was young, so that Ye Xian could not be free, this evil breath, Ye Xian had to count.
The old man Du Gongfu actually took a step with his son to see the depth of Ye Xian.
When the three of them were talking just now, Ye Xian suddenly seemed to be cast a fixing spell, he was stunned in place and didn't say a word, and hesitated for about half a pillar of incense before he spit out such a bad breath, and after a bad breath was exhaled, Ye Xian's whole spiritual outlook was also refreshed.
It feels like a young man before the candle night in the cave room, and he will be happy when he meets people.
The evil qi in the heart is a little bite, then it will naturally be double happy, and the realm will be a thousand miles a day, and the threshold of the realm of the ten-grade martial artist and the realm of the little grandmaster is also self-defeating.
"Congratulations to Mr. Xiao Ye for successfully raising Jiao in the Qi Sea. ”
Although Du Zixiu's realm is now high, his qi cultivation skills are still much worse than his father, who has been immersed in this way for many years, and under the prompting of Du Gongfu, Du Zixiu found that Ye Xian had broken the mirror again in the pavilion and entered the little grandmaster.
Congratulations on the moment.
"Breaking through the realm and entering the Jiaojiao, in the final analysis, I still rely on the gifts of the old-timers, or take opportunistic shortcuts. ”
Ye Xian was a little ashamed, his internal strength was not made by his own penance, what was there to show off?
Du Gongfu smiled slightly.
"That's not what I said, old man, although I gave my internal strength to Mr. Xiao Ye, but the more I broke the mirror, the more difficult it became. Derived from my internal strength, if it weren't for the fact that Mr. Xiao was not afraid to resist the Red Sky Thunder, and did not have that real sense of oppression, Mr. Xiao would not have broken the mirror so quickly, in the final analysis, it is still Mr. Xiao said, what you get must be equivalent to the price of handing it over, so as to be fair. ”
Ye Xian looked at his right arm, and the terrifying wound on his arm had healed for seven or eight points.
Du Zixiu looked at the amazing healing speed on Ye Xian's arm and couldn't help but sigh.
"The medicinal liquid of Wanhua's predecessors is really the best in the world. ”
Gu Xihua, the lord of ten thousand flowers, naturally had his own sect before marrying Ye Ting, and the only one in the rivers and lakes that could be comparable to the medicine god mountain villa in terms of medical skills was Gu Xihua's master.
In the small porcelain bottle that Ye Xian carried with him, it was filled with the medicinal liquid refined by Gu Xihua himself, which had a mysterious effect on healing external injuries, and the recovery speed was even more visible to the naked eye.
Ye Xian stood up and bowed deeply to the Du family's father and son.
Du Zixiu's father and son also returned the gift instantly.
"Ye Xian has visited in the past few days, disturbing a lot, I'm really sorry, now I have broken through to the little grandmaster, and my arm is almost good, I went down the mountain today, the two of you have taken care of these days, Ye Xian remembered it in his heart and didn't dare to forget. ”
Du Gongfu bowed slightly.
"Mr. Ye is polite, this little thing is not enough to worry about, but some time ago, when Tianjimen sent someone to send Jin Dan up the mountain, he never went up the mountain, but he only explained to the porter a word, let me bring it to Mr. Xiaoye, saying that there is someone waiting for you in the tea shed at the foot of the mountain. ”
Ye Xian nodded, and then said goodbye and went down the mountain, and told the father and son not to bother to send him down the mountain again.
The father and son of the Du family stood in the pavilion, looking at the back of the young man who was slowly descending the mountain, I don't know if Du Gongfu or Du Zixiu said first:
"I'm afraid this river and lake is really going to move. ”
It's just that the tone is not sad and sad, but there is some anticipation and excitement.
Ye Xian walked down the mountain step by step, and the injury on his right arm had already healed at this time.
As he descended the mountain, he whispered to himself.
"Tianjimen is a mysterious sect on the rivers and lakes on the surface, but in fact, it is an old servant who has been loyal to my master for hundreds of years, and it is by relying on this mysterious sect that my master can grasp the trends of the world without leaving home, and I am not surprised that the father and son of the Du family are my master's secret chess, and I am not surprised that they have an intersection with Tianjimen, but who will be the person waiting for me at the foot of the mountain?"
Ye Xian was puzzled.
"Could it be that the master finally knew that he took pity on me, an unsuccessful disciple, and sent me a bodyguard? It's just that Uncle Hei and Uncle Bai are used to serving by Master's side, and Master can't do without them, let alone Uncle Shadow, that is my Master's shadow, and Master's henchmen are just these three people, I really can't think of a fourth suitable person. ”
Ye Xian walked to the foot of the mountain step by step, and there was a small tea shed less than two miles at the foot of the mountain.
The tea shed does not occupy a large area, there are only eight small tables of eight immortals, thirty-two seats, the boss is a middle-aged man in his forties, only sells a kind of tea soup with his own ingredients, there will be one more herbal tea in summer and autumn, and ordinary hot tea in spring and winter.
However, because there is only this small tea stall in the ten miles ahead, this tea shed can be regarded as a prosperous business.
Ye Xian glanced at it and found that there was an ordinary-looking middle-aged man sitting directly east of the tea stall, the man looked very dark, but his body was very strong, at first glance, he was a farmer who was used to doing farm work, and even the clothes on his body were just a sackcloth vest with his arms exposed, and his muscular hands were exposed like this.
In this cold spring, the man dressed up as if he couldn't afford to buy a complete outfit.
After Ye Xian saw the other party's appearance clearly, he trotted two steps over, sat down opposite the man, and shouted with a smile:
"Second Senior Brother!"