Self-help strategy of slag cannon fodder

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There are nine main peaks in the Lingxiao Sect. Qiu Mushen lives on the head of Lingxiao Peak. Although Bai Xuan is Qiu Mushen's apprentice, he does not live on the same mountain as the former, but lives in Qingyun Peak where his parents passed away. In the cave house.

Qingyun Peak is not far from Lingxiao Peak, and it can be reached by walking a stick of incense.

Along the way, meeting many people who took the initiative to say hello, Bai Xuan maintained his aloof personality, silently murmured that he was being rude, and then walked all the way to Lingxiao Peak without squinting.

Someone was already waiting, and when he saw him coming, he walked over with a blushing face, saluted him, and said, "I have met Senior Brother Bai, the sect master is waiting for you at Yunting."

Bai Xuan nodded, and looked suspiciously at his junior brother who blushed with fear every time he saw him.

I thought to myself: It seems that Zhaxuan's image of being aloof and unapproachable has been successfully portrayed. These senior brothers and sisters are afraid of him every time they see him, and sometimes they can't speak fluently.

Come to Yunting.

Yunting is located on the back mountain of Lingxiao Peak. It is the garden of Qiu Muchen and his medicine field.

The cloud pavilion is surrounded by misty clouds and mist, and the sound of waterfalls can be heard in the clouds and mist, but the sound is invisible.

He knew that this was a multi-layer formation of clouds and mists, and apart from the sinking of the autumn curtain, even its peak master could not enter.

However, Bai Xuan has gotten used to it these days. As soon as he arrived, a gust of breeze would blow around him with a lotus-like fragrance.

Following his steps, the clouds and mists gradually avoided, making way for him.

After a few steps, the scene in front of him suddenly opened up.

There are many flowers in front of me, and the spiritual energy that is so thick that it forms a faint mist is lingering on the flower garden, and a waterfall on the top of the mountain in the distance is slanting down, flowing in the Linghe River, making a gurgling sound.

The water mist surrounds the clouds, and the sunlight that passes through emits dazzling lights of seven colors. A rainbow hangs obliquely above the clouds, which lasts for a long time.

The spiritual field is full of various exotic flowers and plants, connected to the blue sky, and several cranes are shuttled above the clouds.

Even though he has been here many times, every time he sees the beautiful scenery of Yousheng Fairy Court, Bai Xuan can't help but be moved, he really wants to create such a fairyland in Qingyun Peak, and he can stay in it all the time. Wait until the hero comes to break the bones!

Covering his heart that was about to be intoxicated, he looked at the only figure in the spiritual field.

Under the pear tree, the slanting sunlight shone through the shade of the tree, shining beautifully on a slender and elegant body.

The man was dressed in green, his black hair slanted down, and his slender fingers were fiddling with a budding flower.

As if sensing his gaze, he turned around and gave him a faint smile: "Xiaoxuan, you're here."

A very handsome man, with clear eyebrows, a high nose bridge, and a pair of gentle and smiling eyes that are very warm, being stared at by him seems to be illuminated by the holy light, leisurely and comfortable.

With fair skin and a slender figure like pine and bamboo, it is the figure of a man that Bai Xuan admires most, pure and elegant, indifferent and gentle.

It's just that a gentleman is like jade, and the immortal on Moshang forgets his worries when he sees it.

What a good look to flirt with!

Different from Bai Xuan's coldness and seriousness, his master is really a warm person like a spring breeze, with such a personality and such a way of dealing with others.

Seeing him coming, there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, as elegant as a lotus, and the gentle look in his eyes was like a spring breeze.

It is most difficult for Bai Xuan to maintain his aloof personality in front of Qiu Muchen, and the indifferent expression that insists on collapsing is often unconsciously transformed by his gentle eyes.

However, Zha Xuan in the article really hates Qiu Muchen very much, because Zha Xuan's parents underestimated the strength and number of monsters and died accidentally when they were destroying the monster's lair.

Originally, it was nothing. Countless cultivators died of various reasons every year, and Zhaxuan's parents were just one of them.

But that demon slaying was originally an experience assigned to Qiu Muchen by the previous head, but just as Qiu Muchen was about to break through, Zhaxuan's parents took the initiative to invite Ying to slay the demon.

After Zha Xuan's parents died, Zha Xuan blamed all this on Qiu Mu Shen, thinking that if he hadn't gone to retreat, his parents would not have died, and his parents died for Qiu Mu Shen.

Therefore, even though he worshiped Qiu Muchen as his master, Zhaxuan didn't have any respect for him at all. He was always practicing hard, striving to defeat Qiu Muchen as soon as possible, snatch everything from Qiu Muchen, and avenge his parents.

Later, when Sikong Yan appeared out of thin air, his hatred reached its peak.

Bai Xuan was also drunk. In the whole book, he hated the two people who were the best towards Zha Xuan.

It's so typical that it can't be more typical cannon fodder.

Now he's taking the blame for it.

Fortunately, Zha Xuan's hypocritical image is still well maintained. Even though he hates Qiu Mu Shen in his heart, it shows that his kung fu is still well maintained, and no one can see his disrespect.

This is also the reason why Bai Xuan dared to hug his legs.

"Master."

Bai Xuan walked over, it was difficult to hold up his paralyzed and cold face in front of Qiu Muchen, but he could still do it peacefully: "Thank you for the meditation bottle, Master, I am very grateful."

I'm not very good at Chinese. Is this what I said in these polite words?

Qiu Mu scanned Bai Xuan who was walking in front of him with his calm eyes.

In the misty clouds and mist, he stood there in white clothes and black hair, his skin was like jade, his eyebrows were like a distant mountain painting, his facial features were so exquisite that the surrounding scenery was eclipsed, they were ethereal.

Standing there, the scenery of Yunting will be reduced to nothingness in an instant.

Even the best Danqing in the world can't describe his beauty.

Qiu Mu lowered the twinkle in his eyes, and said with a faint smile, "Xiaoxuan, you don't have to be so polite. Your parents are my best friends, and you are my beloved disciple. A mere meditation bottle deserves your special thanks."

His eyebrows and eyes are like a breeze, and even his voice is soft and pleasant like a spring breeze.

I don't know how Zha Xuan feels resentment towards this man who is like a warm spring sun.

"The phoenix flower has the effect of concentrating the mind, and it is easy to gather the spiritual energy of the world. After I ripen them all in advance, I will use them to build a spirit gathering array for you to make your practice easier."

Following his line of sight, Bai Xuan landed on the flowerbed. Pteris flowers of various colors were swaying in the wind, and there was a budding flower on each tree, and there were dozens of them.

This kind of flower is extremely domineering, and it will not grow in places that are not rich in spiritual energy. The spiritual energy of the land with a radius of a hundred miles will be plundered. It is impossible for other spiritual plants to grow in the place where it exists.

And it often takes hundreds of years of spiritual nourishment to bloom.

There are dozens of flowers in Qiu Muchen's flower garden, and they can be raised well, living together with other spiritual plants. It's really hard to imagine how much spiritual energy there is here.

It's no wonder that Qiumu Shen's cultivation has progressed so much that it can compete with the protagonist. In this kind of place, eating and drinking all day long can increase his cultivation.

"Thank you Master for taking care of this disciple, but these are of no use to the disciple, Master should keep them for himself." Anyway, no matter how hard he practiced, he couldn't beat the protagonist.

In order to hug Qiu Mu Shen's thigh and improve the relationship between master and apprentice, Bai Xuan will intercede for him when the male lead calls up in the future, so that he can die happily.

But he didn't know what to talk about with these immortal cultivators, so he could only ask for advice with "Cultivation Encounters Barriers", so as to get the opportunity to talk to him, and then he was grateful and took the opportunity to draw in the relationship.

But he didn't expect that Qiu Muchen was so enthusiastic, ever since he encountered 'trouble', he tried every means to solve his worries.

He really deserves to be the number one Holy Father in "I'm Crazy for the Demon Emperor".

In the past, Zha Xuan never had a good face when he saw him, but when Bai Xuan needed help, he would not hesitate to help, and he did his best.

From the first time Bai Xuan came to 'ask for advice', to now sending all kinds of treasures for cultivation every now and then, Bai Xuan also took the opportunity to hug his thigh every time as a reason of gratitude.

But other things are fine, this phoenix flower is really rare, and it is better for a gentleman like Qiu Muchen, so let him forget it.

In the book, when Zhaxuan died, he was only at the late stage of Jindan, and even Qiu Muchen, the best in the cultivation world, couldn't stop Xiao Ran. No matter how much he cultivated, it was impossible for him to achieve a higher level than Qiu Muchen, let alone Can beat the hero.

What's more, he doesn't know how to practice yet, and his body automatically absorbs the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Qiu Mu took a deep look at him, with some doubts in his eyes, but he didn't say much, just said: "Xiaoxuan, you have stayed in the early stage of foundation establishment for a long time, and I have a secret recipe that can quickly raise your cultivation base to the middle stage. And there will be no sequelae."

Bai Xuan didn't pay attention to his cultivation at first, but he was a little shocked when he heard that he can improve his cultivation without practicing by himself, where can he find such a good thing, of course!

He nodded hastily, his already beautiful face was usually indifferent, but at this moment, his brows and eyes were slightly happy, and the tips of his brows were also stained with red, revealing an astonishing and peerless appearance.

Slender neck, skin as white as jade, and a white high collar that locks the scenery firmly.

Qiu Mu's eyes darkened for a while, she looked away and looked at him from the side, only to feel that his expression was getting colder and more threatening.

Bai Xuan was suddenly puzzled, why are you so angry?

Could it be that he was angry because he didn't practice well to increase his cultivation, but liked these shortcuts?

Bai Xuan felt a little embarrassed.

In terms of cultivation, he is somewhat similar to Zha Xuan. Of course, Zha Xuan doesn't like to meditate because he dislikes the slow growth of his cultivation, while Bai Xuan has no interest at all.

The two of them flew into the Lingtan, where so many fairy flowers and spirit grasses could be bred, the aura of this Lingtan is needless to say.

The aura in the center of the Lingtan is even more intense, there are light green crystals under the clear center, and this is the spirit marrow.

Spiritual marrow can only be formed with superior spiritual veins or spiritual springs.

The only Lingtan in the entire Lingxiao sect that can form a spiritual marrow is Qiu Muchen.

It is said that in this Lingtan, the previous generations of masters spent countless efforts to search for spirit veins from various sources, refining and merging them into one, so that the spirit veins here are of such a high level that they can produce spirit marrow.