lazy cat hits cute

It is easy for a peak foundation builder to catch up with a Qi refining monk who can't control a sword.

"Where to escape?" Xie Xiu suddenly appeared with a sneer, and stopped in front of him, with skinny ghost claws in his sleeves and black air.Zhang Qingyang pulled Xiao Liu behind him: "Where's Wang Chaosheng?"

"You're going to die, and you still care about him?" Xie Xiu laughed and threw his hands over.His hand seemed to become infinite in an instant, covering the sky and the sun. Under the palm, there were ten deaths and no life.

Zhang Qingyang drew his sword with his backhand, and the wooden sword couldn't wait for it to shine like gold, and he raised it lightly and slowly.

The illusion that covered the sky and the sun opened a big crack.

Blood dripped from the crack, which was quickly shattered by the sword energy.

Xie Xiu's smile was divided into two halves, the whole person was divided into two halves, and his soul was also divided into two halves.

Blood gushed out like a spring, splashing all over Zhang Qingyang.The wooden sword was released, and he fell limply. Xiao Liu supported him behind him, frightened and uneasy: "Brother, are you alright?"

All of Zhang Qingyang's spiritual power was exhausted, but his consciousness was still clear. The blood of the evil cultivator flowed into his nostrils, making him feel sick and uncomfortable.

"Clean it up for me." Zhang Qingyang said weakly, blood flowed into his mouth again, and he took a sip, which shocked Xiaoliu a lot.

In the distance, the sword light suddenly rose, thunderbolt-like rumbles sounded one after another, and there were faint screams of ghosts.Xiaoliu cleaned up for Zhang Qingyang while extending Wanmu's synaesthesia.The evil spirit in that small village is still there, but it is extremely weak, and the joy of the same people can be felt from a long distance away.

Jingjue is Xiaoliu's most proficient spell, and within a quarter of an hour, all the blood on Zhang Qingyang's body disappeared.

"Brother?" He shook Zhang Qingyang lightly.

Zhang Qingyang's eyes were wide open, and there was nothing inside: "Don't talk."

Xiao Liu lowered his head and placed his hands on his shoulders to convey spiritual power. He shook his head slightly and accepted Xiao Liu's gift.

After a while, Xiao Liu asked, "Brother, are you better?"

Zhang Qingyang was still weak: "Yes."

Xiao Liu opened her mouth, not knowing how to comfort him.

He racked his brains to find a topic: "Brother, what did you write in the letter? And the people in the village, are they disciples of Weihui Peak?"

Zhang Qingyang didn't speak for a long while.

After a long time, he said, "Huo Xing was wrong."

He added: "Huo Xing is also dead."

Xiao Liu was stunned, and figured out the joints, her face suddenly turned pale.

Xie Xiu killed Wang Chaosheng and Huo Xing, and probably learned from their souls that Zhang Qingyang was the memory of Tianlinggen.Feeling greedy, he turned Huo Xing into a puppet and asked him to return to the sect. He used saving Wang Chaosheng as bait to lure Zhang Qingyang over.

Zhang Qingyang slowly said: "Huo Xing is wrong. Wang Chaosheng is not without status in the clan, but very status. Xiao Liu, do you remember that during the freshmen's big exam, he was really good, whether it was swordsmanship or spells He has much higher attainments than me, and he also has a lot of magical treasures and charms. He said that he would give me a third-level spiritual weapon sword after I established a foundation. He also knows too much. He said that no one told him when he was young. When talking, I read desperately..."

His voice was as plain as ever, but Xiao Liu could hear that the more he talked, the more confused he was, and the more he said, the more messy his thoughts were.

"Don't say any more."

Sure enough, Zhang Qingyang stopped talking to himself, his chest fluctuated, and it took him a long time to calm down.

He felt something was wrong with Huo Xing, so he wrote to Chun Guanlan for help.

Chun Guanlan wanted to return the wooden sword, temporarily unsealed the wooden sword, and gave him a real wooden sword.

Unsheathing is when the wooden sword comes out.

The disciples of Weihui Peak cut off all the evil cultivators, two sword lights flew towards the mountain where the Baijing Cave was located, and one sword light flew towards them, and the disciple of Weihui stood on the sword gracefully: "Little brother, do you want me to take you for a while?" Procedure?"

Xiao Liu suddenly felt that Zhang Qingyang's body began to feel hot.

There was a wind blowing in the four fields, and it became bigger and bigger, gradually turning into a whirlpool.Flying sand and rocks on the ground.

Zhang Qingyang's face was extremely pale, and disciple Weihui's face also changed: "No, he is going to build a foundation!"

It's not that Xiao Liu has never experienced the process of master's foundation building.Ordinary people want to build a good Dao foundation, they must first choose a place with rich spiritual energy, supplement it with the foundation building pill, and then match it with the corresponding foundation building method, only in this way can they create a better Dao foundation.Daoji transforms Zifu, Zifu becomes mountains and rivers, and mountains and rivers raise golden elixir.The quality of the road base determines how far a monk can go on the road.

But Zhang Qingyang has no conditions.

Disciple Weihui thought for a while, and ordered decisively: "You help him up first, and I will take you into the white crystal cave."

"White Crystal Cave? This..." "Stop talking nonsense!"

Xiao Liu had no choice but to carefully pick up Zhang Qingyang. Disciple Weihui waved his hand to pick him up with the sword, and flew towards Baijing Cave at high speed.

Being able to control the sword is really extraordinary, Xiao Liu only felt the wind in his ears, and he arrived at the entrance of Baijing Cave in a flash of divine kung fu.

Disciple Weihui drew a talisman in the air, propped up a faint golden barrier, and charged into the white crystal cave.

After entering the White Crystal Cave, the speed had to slow down.The fluorescent lights in the cave are flickering, and as far as the eyes can see, there are giant crystal pillars as thick as ancient wood intertwined and criss-crossed, and the gaps are extremely narrow.Clusters of crystal tower crystal flowers are squeezed between the crystal pillars, the edges and corners are as sharp as blades, extremely dreamy and beautiful.

Unrepentant disciple rushed left and right, as fast as he could, but Zhang Qingyang's situation was getting worse, and his face was flushed.The tide of spiritual energy surrounding him is getting bigger and bigger, with ups and downs, which put a lot of pressure on Wuhui's disciple Yujian.

Xiao Liu was restless, and in desperation he had a plan.Raising his arm, a layer of hazy emerald light covered his arm. The arm quickly became lignified, twisted and grew wildly, carefully wrapped Zhang Qingyang, and said, "Brother Weihui, open the barrier, and I'll send him in!"

Disciple Weihui turned his head and glanced at him: "There are crystal clusters everywhere in the depths of the cave, are you sure you want this?"

Xiao Liu forced a smile: "It's okay, wood is not afraid of pain."

Disciple Weihui didn't say anything more, the pale gold barrier waved lightly, and opened a big hole, abundant water vapor rushed in, Xiao Liu's breathing was stagnant, as if he was about to drown, he recovered quickly, stretched his limbs, stretched his limbs as far as possible They sent Zhang Qingyang deep into the cave.

The deeper the cave, the smaller and denser the crystal clusters, and the sharp corners are like blades.

Every step forward is like a thousand cuts.

The longer it is extended, the sharper the perception will be, and the pain will be magnified a hundred times and a thousand times.

Xiao Liu held on for a while, but couldn't hold it anymore, and began to cry.Tears and snot all over his face.

It hurts.

Disciple Weihui sat cross-legged on the sword and adjusted his breath. After a while, he said, "Is it worth it?"

If Zhang Qingyang fails to build the foundation, it has nothing to do with Xiao Liu.

"It's worth it." Xiao Liu burst into tears, "He will make Sophora japonica cake for me to eat."

This reason is really...it is impossible to refute.

The depth of the cave is so narrow that it can't be narrower. The dense and flexible willows fluctuate with green light, like a round bird's nest. Zhang Qingyang breathes steadily in the bird's nest. The tide of Lingyuan is getting bigger and bigger. With a flicker, the spiritual veins in the depths of the mineral veins are also activated, echoing the spiritual tide.For a moment, the spiritual energy in the narrow cave was so thick that it almost turned into liquid.

A little golden dragon "swimmed" up from the depths of the earth.

It was attracted by the strong aura, and its hazy consciousness was not enough for it to judge what caused the changes in this place, so it became curious.

It wandered in the crystal, leaving behind a beautiful track like star sand. After circling several times, it jumped out of the crystal with all its strength and fell headlong into the "bird's nest".

The dragon's tail lightly brushed against Zhang Qingyang's face. It found that it was not a person with dragon spirit, and immediately lost interest and became a little annoyed. It flicked its tail and swam back to Zhang Qingyang.

Zhang Qingyang's dantian caused a storm because of this.

The vortex of spiritual power that had formed a stable state was thrown into disarray.The corner of the Dao Foundation that just emerged from the center of the vortex swayed continuously, and its shape became nothingness, as if it was about to melt.

Zhang Qingyang stood on a high place, lost in thought.

Kacha, the sound of Daoji cracking is extremely crisp.

Zhang Qingyang's attention was finally drawn back, he stared at the slowly sinking Dao Ji for a while, and remembered his subtle feeling just now: it seemed that someone had just slapped him in the face.

The "person" who beat him seemed familiar.

It can't be him, who is it?

He felt very puzzled.At the same time, Xiaolong, who had returned to his lair and was about to continue sleeping, shivered violently.

It seems that an extreme existence has cast its eyes on it, representing the awe-inspiring way of heaven, suppressing it so that it cannot move.

However, that mighty might was only maintained for a very short moment before disappearing without a trace.

Xiaolong couldn't fall asleep all of a sudden, his hazy consciousness was full of fear.

The coercion of heaven at that moment is by no means an illusion.It is connected with the spiritual veins and national destiny, and is familiar with and sensitive to the instinct of heaven. That kind of coercion comes from the infinitely high sky, and even the fairy world may not have such a powerful heavenly power!

Could it be that I did something wrong?Xiaolong was extremely disturbed, turned around a few times, and finally decided to swim up again to have a look.

The tide gradually calmed down.

Zhang Qingyang watched dumbly as Daoji shattered and melted into a large cloud of thin spiritual mist.

The green "wall" moved and retreated slowly.

The cracking sound continued to sound, like a glass vessel falling into pieces.

Gradually, the cracking sound gradually faded.He heard the sound of sharp knives cutting wood, creaking, and he could feel the tearing pain just by listening to it.

for a long time.

The branches unfold one by one, softly retracting to restore the shape of the arm.Xiao Liu burst into Zhang Qingyang's arms crying loudly, crying in a mess.Zhang Qingyang's stomach hurt from being hit, and he patted his back, not knowing what to say for a while.

Unrepentant disciple said: "Congratulations, junior brother, for successfully establishing the foundation."

Zhang Qingyang raised his head: "I haven't established a foundation."

Unrepentant disciple looked stunned: "No?"

Zhang Qingyang said lightly: "I was beaten a bit."

Got hit?Disciple Weigui had an unbelievable expression on his face, Xiao Liu was loyal to protect the Lord, and it was impossible to interfere with him, so who "slapped him"?He doubted, "It can't be that you feel wrong."

"Yes."

Disciple Unrepentant saw his indifferent face, he didn't look like he was lying, but he didn't have the slightest frustration of failing to build a foundation, so he couldn't help but feel suspicious, suspecting that he had something to hide from himself, and the impression fell sharply at the moment, and he said rather unhappily: "Well, the second foundation building is much more difficult, but you don't have to be discouraged, there are many people who have failed to succeed in three or four foundation building."

"Hmm." Zhang Qingyang nodded.

Disciple Weihui felt dull, so he said lightly, "Let's go out." Fei Jian backed away slowly.

Zhang Qingyang stared at the dreamy crystal beauty in front of him, always felt that there was something hidden here, quietly watching in the dark.