Devil of Transmigration

The road to Tianxuanzong is very long, and the days before accepting apprentices are also very long. Fang Qiong took Xuanli and Huofeng to embark on a new journey noisily.

Xuanli and Huofeng are two brats, they are like water and fire, they will pinch each other when they meet, so Fang Qiong's daily life is to stare at the two brats, lest they don't know when to do it. She got up and harmed the innocent onlookers around her; the life was extremely noisy, and Fang Qiong didn't have much time to feel sorry for herself during the fighting, and slowly walked out of the emotional slump.

I don't know whether I should thank these two careless people.

Fang Qiong sighed for the thousand and one time.Even though the two are several times his age, why are they...so unworthy of a beating?

In front of outsiders, Xuanli still pretended to be Fang Qiong's brother, while Huofeng...was painted with unknown paint by Xuanli, and his appearance changed from a fiery red fat chicken to a golden yellow chicken. Fat chick.

"I'm doing this for your own good," Xuanli explained to Fang Qiong solemnly, "as the saying goes, it's a crime to conceive a jade, but if it's just a little chicken that's too fat to walk, there's no need If people covet you, you will be safe."

"Chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp!"

"Look, he crows like a chicken."

"Chichi, chirp, roar—"

"Damn, try breathing fire again, believe it or not, I'll turn you into a golden crispy chicken!!!"

Fang Qiong: "..."

Xuanli did this out of selfishness, not just to ensure Fang Qiong's safety now.

Question, in stallion novels, what happens to the former owner of the protagonist's cute pet?

Answer, was killed by the protagonist, or died long ago.

That is to say——if there is no accident, Fang Qiong is probably a cannon fodder, who gave the protagonist a cute pet and experience, Xuanli thought.

Anyway, he has been eating and drinking for so many days, and he has been entrusted by his mother, so he should help him no matter what.

Xuanli: "You have already induced Qi into your body, before worshiping Tianxuanzong, do you want to learn something first?"

Fang Qiong: "Can you teach me spells?"

Xuanli: "I'm a demon, my body structure is different from yours, I can't teach you."

Fang Qiong: "Then it's nothing."

Xuanli: "...you, what do you mean? Look down on me?"

Fang Qiong: "No, don't they all use spells now—"

Xuanli: "Come on, let me ask you, do you think it's better to fight someone who knows magic, and give him a sap while he's reciting the spell, or are you also reciting the spell there?"

Fang Qiong: ... What he said was so reasonable that I was speechless.

Xuanli: "So, when you fight, you need to be surprised. Spells are useful, but if you are not proficient, they are just a support... You have mottled spiritual power in your body, and if you fight spells with others, aren't you courting death? If you want me to say, you should try something else at this time, such as swordsmanship, or something, and then just take the opportunity to give him a sap. Let me tell you, from my experience, those balabalas who are proficient in magic... "

Fang Qiong: "Xuanli, have you ever lost?"

Xuanli: "When I'm talking happily, please don't interrupt me and ask me about my dark history."

As a demon who was basically raised in a free range, Xuanli's teaching method is very simple and rude, that is, actual combat.Since Fang Qiong has a little background in martial arts, what Xuanli taught was all kinds of methods to deal with the enemy.

——This also led to hundreds of years later, there was a wizard in the world of cultivating immortals who was said to never follow the routine.I will not mention this now.

After torturing a rookie who doesn't know anything, the first few days were quite interesting, but after the next few days, both Xuanli and Fang Qiong felt that it was a bit unreliable-the level difference was too large, and there was no progress at all. ah.

After thinking about it for a long time, Xuanli said to Fang Qiong: "Tomorrow, you can practice by yourself. The strength of the spirit beasts nearby is about the same as yours. You should gain something."

"Okay." Fang Qiong didn't hesitate, picked up a low-level spirit sword and left their foothold.

Xuanli thought for a while, but still hid his figure and followed Fang Qiong.

Who cares about the crispy chicken that just sleeps and eats and sleeps every day.

snort!

Running wildly all the way, Fang Qiong couldn't figure out how he provoked a group of wind spirit wolves again.The conscience of heaven and earth!He saw this group of wind spirit wolves from a long distance away, and he immediately changed direction to avoid encountering them head-on, but it seemed useless, somehow, he encountered them again.

He didn't think this group of wind wolves had anything to do with the wind wolves in Qiling Mountain before, but why did they keep chasing him?

Oops.

Without looking at the road, I accidentally ran onto a cliff.

White mist filled the bottom of the cliff, and then came the Wind Spirit Wolf, flustered for a moment, Fang Qiong slipped his foot, and suddenly a few small stones fell down the cliff at his feet, except for the initial collision sound during the whole process, There was no sound after that, and the stone just disappeared into the white mist.

Fang Qiong didn't want this.

The white mist is like a monster under the cliff, quietly dormant, coveting the group of creatures on the cliff, as long as something falls, it will swallow it without leaving any traces.

The sound of "thumping" in the heart became louder and louder, and Fang Qiong could hardly concentrate.In the haze, when he saw a wind spirit wolf baring its teeth at him and roaring in its throat, Fang Qiong vaguely remembered to defend himself, and then hurriedly pulled out the spirit sword, pointing the point of the sword at the wind that had demonstrated before. spirit wolf.

The other two wind spirit wolves stepped forward, forming a triangle with the previous wind spirit wolves, slowly blocking Fang Qiong's retreat.

"Group spirit beasts like Fenglingwolves usually hunt cooperatively, so if you want to win, remember, you must not let yourself be attacked." Fang Qiong silently recited what Xuanli had taught him before.

There is a cliff behind, at least the back can be determined.

One of the wind spirit wolves pounced directly.

Fang Qiong's pupils suddenly narrowed.

Strange to say, at that moment, Fang Qiong could clearly feel that the world in front of him was as if someone had pressed the pause button, and everything slowed down. He could hear his heart change from "thumping" to "puff— —Tong——”, and you can also see the appearance of the saliva dripping from the opened mouth of the pounced wind spirit wolf staying in the air and the flash of light on the tip of its claws.

It was amazing, the body involuntarily adjusted its posture and angle, and then sent the sword out.

Everything happened without going through the brain, and when Fang Qiong woke up, the wind spirit wolf was already lying at his feet, twitching.

One hit kill.

The remaining Fengling wolves were obviously taken aback by the sudden death of their members. The two wolves in front looked at each other and backed away.

Fang Qiong didn't think they would retreat, and he clenched the spirit sword tightly, his palms sweating.

After retreating to a certain distance, one of the two wolves stood aside, and the other gathered all the wolves together, and then opened its mouth—dozens of wind blades roared towards Fang Qiong.

Raising the sword hastily, after "Keng Keng" blocked the two wind blades, there was already a gap in the spirit sword, and several wounds were drawn on his body by the unblocked wind blades.Although the wound was not deep, it was quite painful.

If the sword is destroyed, he will surely die.Realizing this, Fang Qiong tried to cover the spirit sword with spiritual power.

Spiritual swords naturally need to be used in conjunction with spiritual power, but before Fang Qiong didn't even draw Qi into his body, he couldn't grasp spiritual power at all; although he can use it now, he doesn't know how to guide it at all, and spiritual sword doesn't use spiritual power If it is, it is no different from Fantie, so it was so easy to be cut out by the wind blade before.

However, as Xuanli said, everything was forced out; she didn't even think about the theories in the books and the teachings of her mother before, just relying on her feelings and breath, Fang Qiong slowly released the mysterious and mysterious feeling in her body. I feel connected to the sword.

For Fang Qiong who had just introduced Qi into his body, it was really not easy to do this.After a few times of parrying, he even found a little trick, and he gradually became more comfortable in dealing with it.

Seeing this, the two wolves in the lead realized that the prey was not at the same level as when they hunted it before; there was no need to make such a big effort, and they were too lazy to ensure that the prey would not fall off the cliff, and the wind blades directly attacked Fang Qiong Come.

The blue blade of spiritual power rushed towards it at different angles. Fang Qiong's eyes widened, his muscles stiffened, and the soles of his feet took root. In the face of all this, a person suddenly appeared, hugged himself in his arms, and jumped off the cliff.

This feeling is very strange, there is a warm body in the arms, the heart and the heart seem to be stuck together, beating together; the sound of the wind when falling is next to the ear, and what is seen on the back is the clean blue sky, the blue spirit Force across, like a meteor, fleeting.

"What? Frightened?"

Xuanli's voice came from the ear, which immediately pulled Fang Qiong out of his fantasy.

"I don't—" But just as soon as he opened his mouth to speak, he was blown away by the wind.

Xuanli below giggled, and then kindly cast a wind array.

"What are you doing?" Fang Qiong hugged Xuanli tightly, for fear of accidentally falling to his death.

"Bungee jumping——" Xuanli screamed excitedly.

Fang Qiong's face was pale: "Stop immediately!" As he said, he quickly pulled Xuanli's ponytail.

"You treat me like a parachute, it hurts, don't pull it, I'll stop right now." Changing his posture, Xuanli floated in mid-air, holding Fang Qiong in his arms.

After glaring at Xuanli, Fang Qiong looked down.

It was still a vast expanse of whiteness.

Pulling Xuanli's ponytail bitterly again, Fang Qiong asked angrily with a puffy face, "You are not afraid of falling to your death."

Xuan Li still laughed.

Forget it, Fang Qiong sighed a little tiredly, seeing that he had gained a lot this time, he didn't care about it.

"Okay, go down quickly, if you don't go back, Huofeng will be angry."

"it is good."

After finishing speaking, Xuanli's expression changed, he glanced down, then turned his head again, and asked Fang Qiong pitifully: "Fang Qiong, do you like bungee jumping?"

Fang Qiong: "...Although I don't know what you are talking about, I'm sure I don't like it."

Xuan Li smacked his lips: "That's a pity."

Then without warning, Xuanli started to fall freely while holding Fang Qiong.

"Ah - Xuanli!!!"

"Ugh--"