Chapter 7: Deserted and Fleeing

An Xiaoyi heard the shouts outside the cave mansion, and knew that it was the old enemy who came to the door, this time he really couldn't hide, it was none other than Hua Feiyu.

Just as An Xiaoyi pushed open the stone door and walked out of the cave, he saw the flowers and rains outside the cave, his face was full of anger, and he had an endless posture.

"An Xiaoyi, you and my grievances, we must make a break today!"

Hua Feiyu saw An Xiaoyi walk out of the cave, the anger in his heart burst out, during this time, the humiliation and grievances suffered because of An Xiaoyi made him completely lose his mind, and he had to teach An Xiaoyi a lesson in order to calm down the depression and trauma in his heart.

"Outside the mountain gate, you are disrespectful to me, your eyes show contempt, and I lose face in front of everyone, although I chased you last time, I didn't do anything to you, but you shouted, causing me to be laughed at by everyone, as if I especially like to bully the newcomer junior brother, and was also punished by Senior Brother Zhou, I can't bear this tone, I must make you pay the price today!" Hua Feiyu's heart poured out of the unhappiness and hatred, he counted An Xiaoyi's crimes, and wanted the other party to know that what happened to the other party today was all caused by him.

"I don't want to argue with you, you have embarrassed me several times, I didn't intend to hurt you, since I am looking for death, I can't complain about others!" An Xiaoyi knew that he would never be able to hide this time, since he couldn't hide, he had to face it, not to mention that he now had the strength to accept the challenge.

If you kneel down and beg for mercy now, kowtow three times to admit your mistake, I can consider letting you go, after all, you have only been in business for two months, and I don't want to leave a reputation for bullying newcomers!" Hua Feiyu knew that An Xiaoyi would never admit his mistake and kowtow, so he pretended to be atmospheric and gave An Xiaoyi a choice.

"I'm afraid you don't have the qualifications, let me admit my mistake!" An Xiaoyi sneered and said categorically.

"The place of cultivation, the strong are respected, since you want to be brave, don't blame me for being ruthless, in the next few days, lying on the bed, don't blame me, if you want to complain, you can only blame yourself for being incompetent and ignorant of current affairs!" Hua Feiyu saw An Xiaoyi's arrogant appearance, and wanted to beat the other party into a cripple immediately.

Hua Feiyu pinched the trick with both hands, condensed the spiritual power to his palms, and in an instant, the wooden sword flew out, and with a push of both hands, the wooden sword roared directly towards An Xiaoyi.

An Xiaoyi saw the flying wooden sword, the wooden sword contained spiritual power, if it touched directly, it would definitely be injured, An Xiaoyi was on the side of his body, dodged the flying sword, the flying sword did not hit An Xiaoyi, and flew back in front of Hua Feiyu.

"You have the flying sword, and I have it too. An Xiaoyi was in the middle of the pinch, using spiritual power to control the wooden sword, the wooden sword flew out, and directly collided with Hua Feiyu's flying sword that flew again on the opposite side, Hua Feiyu's wooden sword was instantly broken into several sections, but An Xiaoyi's wooden sword did not have any damage, and flew over Hua Feiyu's cheek, leaving a trace of blood on his face, and directly pierced on an ancient tree behind Hua Feiyu.

"How is this possible, what kind of cultivation are you, why can your flying sword break my flying sword?" Hua Feiyu saw that his flying sword was shattered by the opponent's flying sword, and a sense of crisis instantly rose in his heart.

"Could it be that he has already reached the third level of soul cultivation, and in just two months, he has reached the third level of spirit cultivation? Is there really such a demonic character in this world?" Hua Feiyu complained bitterly in his heart, blaming himself for being clumsy, and did not see that the other party's cultivation had reached the third level of spirit cultivation, but after all, he had been in the business for several years, so he admitted defeat like this, and he couldn't say anything.

"I'll fight with you!"

Hua Feiyu felt that the flying sword could not be compared, it could only be compared to brute force, after all, he had several years of skill, and the foundation was still much deeper than An Xiaoyi, so he rushed to An Xiaoyi's body as he spoke, and was about to hit An Xiaoyi with his fists and feet.

"You can't compete with him, I don't have any foundation. An Xiaoyi saw Hua Feiyu rushing over, knowing that the other party was going to fight with him.

An Xiaoyi dodged Hua Feiyu's fists and kicks sideways a few times, and quickly retreated.

"Weathering the Vortex ......"

While An Xiaoyi retreated, he pinched the trick with both hands at the same time, and the spiritual power quickly gathered into the palms of both hands, and at the moment when Hua Feiyu rushed again, the wind whirlpool formed by the convergence of the spiritual power of both hands rotated extremely quickly, and flew towards Hua Feiyu head-on.

"Damn, not good!"

When Hua Feiyu heard the words "Breeze and Vortex", he knew that he had made a big mistake, knowing that the other party was already a third-level spirit cultivator, and he had to fight brute force and compete with fists and feet.

"I didn't expect you to have refined the Breeze Vortex! I don't accept ......."

Before Hua Feiyu finished shouting, he saw that the wind whirlpool had crashed into Hua Feiyu's body, and Hua Feiyu's body was immediately knocked ten zhang away.

"I didn't expect me to spend Feiyu, and today I was planted in the hands of a newcomer junior brother......"

Hua Feiyu couldn't care about the bitterness, and the injuries all over his body gave him a deeper understanding of what it means to respect the strong.

"You wait......"

Hua Feiyu endured the severe pain all over his body, barely got up, and after saying these three words, he spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, looked at An Xiaoyi's eyes, a blood-red, his mood at the moment could not be described in words, but he tried his whole body, raised his hand, pointed at An Xiaoyi, turned around and fled step by step......

An Xiaoyi saw that Hua Feiyu had been seriously injured by the wind whirlpool, and was unwilling to continue to investigate, after all, he and the other party did not really have a deep hatred, and they had to put the other party to death.

An Xiaoyi looked at the back of Hua Feiyu in the distance, remembered the wooden sword on the ancient tree, walked under the ancient tree in a few steps, pulled out the wooden sword, and when he looked at the wooden sword, an idea came to his heart.

"Since my natal mark can catalyze the elixir, can it also catalyze the wooden sword?" An Xiaoyi thought of his natal mark, and still had more expectations in his heart.

"Anyway, give it a try. An Xiaoyi was determined to use the natal mark to catalyze the wooden sword, so he quickly returned to the cave and placed the wooden sword on the stone table.

An Xiaoyi came to the door of the cave, looked left and right, and after confirming that there was no one, he closed the stone door of the cave and lit the oil lamp, he didn't want others to know the catalytic function of his natal imprint.

An Xiaoyi's palms were facing each other, condensing the spiritual power of the whole body, gushing out from the palms, the spiritual power of the two palms converged, and the natal mark appeared, which seemed to have changed slightly compared with the last time.

"Could it be that the color of the natal mark is related to my cultivation?"

An Xiaoyi looked at the circular natal mark, the orange of the outer circle increased by one percent, while the red of the inner circle decreased by one percent, and questions inevitably rose in his heart.

"My cultivation has increased from the second level of soul cultivation to the third level of spirit cultivation, and the orange color of the circular natal mark has also increased by one percent, is there a connection between this?" An Xiaoyi kept thinking in his mind, but he couldn't come to a clear conclusion.

"Leave it alone for now, wait until I break through the third layer of spirit cultivation and reach the fourth level of spirit cultivation, and then come and observe, if the orange color continues to increase, it means that my judgment is right. An Xiaoyi continued to control the spiritual power, maintained the natal mark covering the wooden sword, and continued to catalyze the wooden sword.

An Xiaoyi maintained the catalysis of spiritual power, while carefully observing the changes of the wooden sword, only to see that under the catalysis of the natal mark of the wooden sword, the sword body was red and a little orange, just after a dazzling glare flashed on the sword body, An Xiaoyi stopped the catalysis of spiritual power, withdrew the spiritual power, and the spiritual power in the body had been consumed as much as eighty.

"The wooden sword can really catalyze. After An Xiaoyi saw the luster on the body of the wooden sword, and the faintly emerging red and orange, he knew that the wooden sword must be much stronger than the original.

"What is the effect of the catalytic wooden sword? ”

An Xiaoyi picked up the wooden sword, blew out the oil lamp, walked to the door of the cave in a few steps, opened the stone door, looked left and right, and looked at the ancient tree that had just pulled out the wooden sword.

"Let's try this ancient tree!"

An Xiaoyi came to the ancient tree, pinched the trick with both hands, gathered spiritual power, and controlled the wooden sword.

"Boom!"

An Xiaoyi gathered all his spiritual power on the wooden sword, and when he pushed his palms towards the ancient tree, he saw the wooden sword crossing the ancient tree, leaving a palm-sized hole in the ancient tree, and through the sword hole, he could even see the light on the opposite side.

"This catalyzed wooden sword is really powerful!" An Xiaoyi used his spiritual power to control the wooden sword and flew back into his hand.

The catalyzed wooden sword pierced through the tree into a hole, but the blade did not leave any scratches.

"My natal mark is really a good baby!" Thinking of the changes that occurred after the pill and the wooden sword catalyzed, An Xiaoyi was even more confident in his cultivation path.

Thinking of the two months of practice, An Xiaoyi was quite emotional, at first he couldn't get started, relying on the yellow crow to get the spirit fruit, he successfully felt the appearance of the aura, reached the first level of spiritual cultivation, and reached the second layer of spiritual cultivation through the assistance of the spirit pill, and later found that the catalytic effect of the natal imprint on the pill broke through the second layer of spiritual cultivation through the catalytic spirit pill and reached the third layer.

"This path of cultivation is meant to fit all kinds of opportunities, coupled with your own hard work, you have to succeed!" "The experience of these two months made An Xiaoyi feel the subtlety of chance, it is impossible to find it, it should be yours will always be there waiting for you, as long as you do what you can do, there will always be unexpected gains.

An Xiaoyi retracted his thoughts, packed up the wooden sword, blocked the hole of the ancient tree with dead branches, covered it with bark, looked at it from a distance several times, and after making sure that he couldn't find the clues, An Xiaoyi returned to the cave.

When An Xiaoyi stepped into the cave, he found that the yellow crow was already standing on the stone table, and there was another spirit pill beside him.

"Where did you get the Ning Ling Pill?" An Xiaoyi asked the yellow crow softly.

The yellow crow still didn't respond to An Xiaoyi's question, but just raised his head high, and his expression seemed to say, don't think so much, I have my own way.

"We have to find out where it is. When An Xiaoyi looked at the yellow crow, he thought for a while, although in the past two months, the yellow crow has indeed helped him a lot in his cultivation, but the yellow crow has come and gone without a trace, its behavior is completely out of control, and he doesn't know what it has done.

Just when An Xiaoyi was thinking, the yellow crow flapped its wings and flew out.

An Xiaoyi decided to see where the yellow crow's Ning Ling Pill came from.

After the yellow crow flew away a little distance, An Xiaoyi followed.

An Xiaoyi's running speed is already fast, and now he is a third-level soul cultivator, so it is naturally not too difficult to keep up with the speed of the yellow crow.

Just after An Xiaoyi followed a stick of incense, he saw a yellow crow flying into a cave......