Ling Xuan gently pushed open the door, and suddenly a fresh breath came to her face, but she saw that the room was messy, dusty, and full of cobwebs, and she had taken care of it neatly and orderly, and it was clean and clean, although the things placed were all old utensils found temporarily, but it gave people a feeling of refreshment. He smiled lightly and said, "Thank you." ”

Hua Cuicui took out a small and delicate jade bottle from her bosom and handed it to him, saying, "Apply some medicine, the wound will heal faster, this is my two-pole characteristic ice muscle powder, which has a strange effect on external injuries." ”

Ling Xuan took the ice muscle powder in her hand sneeringly, and didn't know what to say for a while, what she thought was a seamless statement, but she had already seen through it, but she just tacitly understood it. He looked at her and said sincerely, "So you...... Hehe, thank you. ”

Hua Cuicui smiled faintly, and suddenly it was like a sleeping lotus blooming fragrantly, which was beautiful. She said: "The two junior brothers are big ghosts, and they have repeatedly violated the door rules, but it made Senior Brother Bian laugh. Hehe, rest early, I won't bother you to heal. ”

After speaking, she turned around and went back to the room, her petite and delicate body was soft and weak, and she was pitiful, and her long black hair hung down behind her like a waterfall, adding a bit of delicate beauty.

Ling Xuan stared blankly at her and walked back to the room, gently closed the door, and was secretly nervous, she was quiet and delicate, ice and snow smart, out of sight and deaf, but she knew what was going on outside the window, she hid it deeply, and she didn't know how much she knew about herself?

He shook his head and went into the room and closed the door. He sat down and put on and unbuttoned his clothes, only to see the eye-catching sword wound on his right chest, oozing blood, hideous and terrifying. He looked at the jade bottle, lifted the cap, poured out a handful of snow-white powder and applied it evenly around the wound, a cold feeling seeped into the skin, and the pain in the heart was suddenly reduced by eight points.

After applying Bing Muscle San, he bandaged the wound first, and he felt that there was no major problem, as long as he adjusted a little, it would heal in a few days.

He patted his left chest, and the Creation Immortal Hu slept there quietly, fused with the blood veins around him, and the slightest coolness spread.

Shicai fought with Nangong Xuanlun, although he was injured, but he also took away at least three flying swords and the lotus ghost bead from Nangong Xuanlun, which can be regarded as a great harvest, but he is now not capable of entering the Huzhong world of the Creation Immortal Hu, and can only reluctantly collect things, but he can't take out the flying sword magic weapon he received from it, and he can't know whether the flying sword he received is good or bad, although he is itchy and can't wait to take a look, but he is helpless.

"Maybe after forming Jindan, you can enter part of the Huzhong world, but Jindan Avenue is far away. ”

He whispered to himself, and then he didn't think much about it, and fell into a deep sleep, not knowing where he flew to play with the red feather for a whole day, at this time, he flew in from the window with a light flapping of his wings, and quietly landed beside Ling Xuan, also falling into a deep sleep.

When Ling Xuan woke up, it was already noon the next day, and when he was washing, he found that the hideous wound on his chest had healed most of it.

After eating, Hua Cuicui no longer believed Xu Yan and the two, and insisted on going to the cliff behind the village to take care of the venue in person, and no matter what, she had to pull the two of them up, and never give them a chance to be lazy alone.

Ling Xuan had nothing to do, so he simply followed the three of them to the cliff. The so-called cliff, but it is a turbulent Yangtze River, the river perennial erosion, soil erosion, in the mountains to form a huge ravine, just like the closely connected mountains are divided into two halves by a knife, bottomless, as if the insurmountable chasm, and like a giant dragon flying in the mountains, magnificent. Standing on the edge of the ravine, looking down, but seeing the deep place, faintly see the river rushing and roaring, the sound of flowing water roaring, deafening, water vapor, swallowing mountains and rivers, at a glance, it seems to be sucked down by flowing water, the heart is shaking.

Ling Xuan sighed sincerely: "What a cliff, such a country, majestic and magnificent, beautiful, but I don't know what the name of this river is. ”

Hua Cuicui said with a smile: "The local villagers named it after the shape, this cliff is called the cliff, and this river is called the Nulong River, taking its rushing roar, just like the meaning of the dragon flying into the sky." ”

Ling Xuan praised: "Broken cliff, Nulongjiang, good name." ”

Xu Yan muttered quietly behind him, "A rotten river, I don't know what to look at, or that Nangong City, I didn't buy fireworks yesterday, I will definitely have to find another opportunity to go again." ”

Hua Cuicui turned around, glared at him, and lowered her voice, "Senior Brother Xu, what did you say?"

Xu Yan shrunk his neck and said: "No, no, I mean, this mountain is indeed a good mountain, this river is indeed a good river, there are water and mountains, flowers and grass, beautiful and magnificent, the master chose this as the place for the selection of inner disciples, wonderful, wonderful." ”

The so-called 'taking care of the venue' is nothing more than exploring the reality of the place in order to be foolproof. The selection of the Immortal Sect is better to be simple, and there is no need to hype it up, the people who know, except for the Heavenly Sword Sect and the Friendly Sect, are very few, on the day of the selection, only the contestants and a few examiners are allowed to be present, and the venue is even more casual, and there is no need to arrange it at all.

The four of them circled around the cliff, visited the magnificent scenery around them, and then returned to the village, and returned to the village, it was still early, and several people had nothing to do, and played children's games. The four of them got along, and they felt quite close to each other, and it was fun to entertain themselves together, but Hua Cuicui's unintentional words, Ling Xuan had to decide to leave.

She said: "Tomorrow my father and a few brothers will arrive, and then the ten brothers who participated in the competition will also arrive, and after a short break, the selection will begin." Two junior brothers, you are not allowed to mess around anymore today. ”

Ling Xuan is a demon, even if he tries his best to hide it, be careful everywhere, there will always be some faint demonic aura on his body, his cultivation is not as good as him or a little higher than him, but not too much higher, such as Hua Cuicui and others, they just feel that his aura is unique, and they can't see that it is demonic energy, but those who cultivate to be advanced can see it at a glance, so that he has nothing to hide.

As strong as the flowers of the four seas, the cultivation of a few years ago was unfathomable, and today, the cultivation is only afraid that it has reached a higher level, Ling Xuan's disguise, in front of him is like a child's play, just a joke, not to mention, Hua Sihai has seen him, naturally knows him, that year he and Zeng Nianyu together, and the Heavenly Sword Sect fell out, they are afraid that he has already regarded him as a member of the Demon Sect, everyone has to be punished, at this time, once he collides with Hua Sihai, his life is in danger.

This was the reason why Ling Xuan had to decide to leave, however, he didn't know how to tell the three of them, and he rashly said goodbye and left, which would inevitably arouse the suspicion of the three of them. He deceived them first, it was already a loss, if he let them know his true identity again, he was afraid that he would immediately face each other, they were simple and passionate, especially Hua Cuicui was considerate and gentle, he did not want to be their enemy.

He originally planned to follow Hua Cuicui and them into the selection venue and find an opportunity to teach Nangong Xuanlun a lesson, but at this time, the goal was achieved in advance, so there was no need for him to take any more risks.

For the whole afternoon, he pondered the matter absent-mindedly, and after dinner, he returned to his room sullenly, and after thinking for a long time, he finally made up his mind to leave quietly in the dead of night.

He grabbed the red feather who was squatting at the head of the bed, put it in front of his eyes and stared at it, and said softly: "Red feather, why don't you go and say sorry to Da Cui, okay?"

Red Feather rolled her eyes, not knowing if it was because he was pinched uncomfortably or for other reasons.

About the third watch, he thought that Hua Cuicui and they had fallen asleep, so he took the red feather, gently pushed open the window, and jumped on the roof lightly, full of the idea that God did not know the ghost, and the plan was seamless, but there was already a person waiting on the roof for a long time.

It was Hua Cuicui, she was facing Ling Xuan, sitting on the opposite roof, her legs hanging out of the eaves, swaying leisurely, she looked up at the very big and bright full moon above her head, she didn't know what to think, faintly distracted. Hearing the slight noise here, she turned her head and saw that it was Ling Xuan, she smiled faintly and said, "Senior Brother Bian, why did you also go up to the roof?"

Ling Xuan was extremely embarrassed, he cautiously walked over the green tiles on the roof, and lied again: "I, I can't sleep, so I came up to blow the wind." ”

Hua Cuicui looked at her, did not doubt, and said: "In the afternoon, I saw that you were depressed, and you seemed to have something on your mind, I don't know what annoyed my senior brother, can you tell me?"