After the cannon fodder was reborn, he got the devil

Xie Yun always carried a cold aroma of melting ice and snow on her body.

Xie Yun's hair swept across Ying Baiye's neck, and a little itchiness crept into his heart along the skin.

The shuttle boat is a middle-grade spiritual weapon. Ying Baiye had taken a fancy to the hidden function of the shuttle boat at first, but he was used to traveling alone, so he ignored the size of the shuttle boat.

The space in the cabin is small, and three big men can barely be accommodated, leaving little room for everyone.

Ying Baiye froze, he leaned back against the wall, slightly tilted his head, and let Xie Yun lean into his arms completely.

The white jade sword left by the unreliable master really kills one thousand enemies and damages one hundred. Although they were not injured by the sword's spiritual power, they were all affected by the sword's intent.

Bai Hanchi's mind was unstable, and the sword intent was particularly sad, which undoubtedly aggravated Bai Hanchi's despair.

Even Ying Baiye, who has always been cold and hard, and who can even struggle out of his inner demons time and time again, was affected by the sword intent.

And Xie Yun is a sword cultivator, and was much more affected by the sword intent than him. Fortunately, Xie Yun was calm and self-sufficient, and was not disturbed by the sword intent.

Suddenly falling into a coma at this moment, it should be some insight in the sword intent.

Ying Baiye stopped moving so as not to disturb Xie Yun, but just stared at Xie Yun's profile for a long time.

He felt that his heartbeat was slowing down, and a strange softness lingered in his heart, but he didn't bother to think about what kind of emotion it was.

This... long, fluffy and slightly sweet glutinous rice cake.

Who knows what it is?It doesn't matter, he has long enough to confirm what he is thinking.

……

Ying Baiye didn't want to practice, but just stared at the void aimlessly, until Xie Yun beside him started to move——Xie Yun's aura was gradually rising, and he seemed to be a bottomless whirlpool, and the aura of heaven and earth around him was unstoppable for a moment. Keep pouring into Xie Yun's body!

Ying Baiye took out two talisman papers to seal Shuozhou, so as not to reveal Shuozhou's whereabouts.

The movement of boiling spiritual energy startled Bai Hanchi, he woke up from his stupor, shook his head, and finally realized that he had left the secret realm.

Bai Hanchi whispered: "He..."

Ying Baiye raised her finger to her lips, signaling Bai Hanchi to keep quiet.He took out a bottle of elixir from the storage ring, threw it to Bai Hanchi, and said via voice transmission: "Regulate your breath well."

Bai Hanchi opened the elixir bottle, and there was a elixir as moist as white jade inside, and the strong medicinal fragrance came out.

Xie Yun's cultivation base gradually rose from the late Yuanying stage to the peak of the Yuanying stage, and stagnated at the peak of the Yuanying stage for an incense stick of time. Although it couldn't be seen from the outside, the aura of heaven and earth around Xie Yun kept boiling.

Xie Yun seemed to be in a certain empty space, surrounded by bright or dark sword styles, there was heavy snow without a moon, there were flowers on ice and there were dare to ask the bright moon...all of which were self-created sword styles that Xie Yun was proud of.

This space actually concretized all the sword styles that Xie Yun had learned into a certain image.

However, the sword styles with different images all have the same sword intent—sharp and cold.

The space is filled with the same bright moon and snow, and it is also full of uninnovative sharpness and coldness. These fancy sword styles are only empty appearances at the moment.

But what is missing?The so-called sword intent, what is meaning?

There is a star of warm spring in the depths of the frozen cold.

Xie Yun crossed the ice and snow field, and found a spring-colored long sword where the bright moon hung high. Before Xie Yun reached out to take it off, a pale sword style passed by Xie Yun's hand. Like a sigh.

Xie Yun subconsciously grasped the sword style, and Yin Hong's sword intent scattered into a crimson petal, and Qianhong's sluggish sorrow poured into her heart again.

Xie Yun's mind became clear in an instant, he held Chun Shandao, and amidst the crisp cracking sound, he gently swung his sword: "Da Xue Wu Yue——

Goose-feather heavy snow fell, although it was a sword style, but it was not sharp. The huge snow fell silently, and the space was dead silent and pale. Such a soft sword style shattered the entire space in the next second!

Xie Yun's aura froze for a moment, and the spiritual energy accumulated in his body jumped for a moment at the critical point of Nascent Soul and Leaving Body, and finally broke through the barrier between the two great realms.

Xie Yun slowly opened his eyes, the divine light in his eyes was introverted, and Chun Shandao's sword rang repeatedly in his body, Xie Yun raised his hand, Chun Shan fell away and started.

The so-called breaking and then erecting, the Sword Washing Pool was originally the sword pool used by Lu Zhuoyu, and what brought Chunshan down was not only the restoration of the original——

The spirit liquid in the Sword Cleansing Pond is extremely special. In the process of recasting Chunshandao, it also took away the white impurities in the sword body, making the sword body as clear as glass.And because of Xie Yun's breakthrough to the out-of-body stage, Chun Shan returned to the level of a high-grade treasure.

Xie Yun let go, and Chun Shan circled him upside down, touching Xie Yun's arm affectionately from time to time.

Ying Baiye smiled: "Congratulations."

Only then did Xie Yun realize that he was leaning against Ying Baiye's arms. He was silent for a moment, then slapped him upside down: "I never thought you would want to get close to senior brother so much, and you would take advantage of my drowsiness..."

Ying Baiye: "Brother?"

Xie Yun: "Yes."

Ying Baiye: "I should be one month older than you."

Xie Yun: "I will see Master first."

Ying Baiye: "I called Master first."

Xie Yun calculated in her heart, in terms of cultivation, Ying Baiye was promoted ahead of him, in terms of age, Ying Baiye was indeed older than him, in terms of...

I don't want to talk about it, Xie Yun is just a senior brother.

Xie Yun: "... let's fight, Ying Mingzhou, if I win, I will be the senior brother, if I lose, you will be the senior brother."

Ying Baiye: "Look, if you are unreasonable, I am very reasonable, so I am a senior brother."

Xie Yun took the blame for the absent master: "...Lu Zhuoyu is a bastard."

Ying Baiye pretended not to hear.

Anyway, it wasn't him who scolded. As for scolding Master, it doesn't matter, Master doesn't know.

It can be seen that a master without conscience can only receive disciples without conscience.

Bai Hanchi whispered: "Brother Xie, where are we going?"

Xie Yun didn't know Shuozhou's orientation, so he glanced at Ying Baiye.

Ying Baiye said: "We are going to Demon Dao next. Shuozhou just left the territory of Yuan Qingzong, and now it is in a mortal empire. If you have a place you want to go, you can tell us now."

Xie Yun looked at Bai Hanchi's face, and he didn't know if Bai Hanchi still cared about the suzerain of the Yuan and Qing sects: "As for the people of the Yuan and Qing sects... Although the sword looks terrifying, it will definitely not threaten the lives of high-ranking monks. .”

It has to be said that although Lu Zhuoyu is a bastard master, as a Mahayana monk, his cultivation base and control of spiritual power are impeccable.

The power of that sword would definitely injure the twelve distracted elders severely. As for the suzerain at the fusion stage... I am afraid that he will retreat for a long time because of his injuries.

Most of the high-ranking monks that Yuan Qingzong could take out were injured, and they must be in a mess at this time. It is difficult to stabilize the sect, and I am afraid there is no time to take care of them.

Bai Hanchi fell into a daze: "Father...he wants to die, even if he really dies at the hands of Brother Xie, it's just a karmic retribution. As for where to go, I...seem to have nowhere to go."

He was born in Yuan Qingzong and grew up in Yuan Qingzong. Even if he had some time to practice outside, he would eventually return to Yuan Qingzong. He really didn't know where to call home.

Bai Hanchi was originally an extremely innocent character, but after being hit by the blood sacrifice in the secret realm, he became more depressed.

"By the way," Xie Yun took out the dust from the storage bag, "You gave it to me before, and I still exchange it with you now."

Mengchen is a rare high-grade treasure. Although it is not aggressive, it can be regarded as a life-saving weapon as Bai Hanchi's cultivation level increases.

Bai Hanchi took it over and wiped his face with Mengchen.

Xie Yun: "..."

He took out a handkerchief and covered Bai Hanchi's face: "Wipe well."

Xie Yun looked at Ying Baiye: "I want to go back to Feiyin City first, I have some things to give to Xie's family."

This time they offended Yuan Qingzong. Fortunately, Feiyin City is quite far from Yuan Qingzong. When they entered Yuan Qingzong, they claimed to be casual cultivators.

But it's better to call back.

The things in the storage ring must be divided equally, and he will take some from his own part and leave it to the Xie family.

He is a monk trained by the Xie family, even if he left the Xie family to travel far away, he would not be able to ignore the Xie family.

Ying Baiye guessed early in the morning: "The shuttle boat is going to Feiyin City, there are some pill recipes in it, I think..."

Xie Yun pressed Chun Shandao, who was trying to poke Bai Hanchi's hair, and added, "To Meng Baique."

Bai Hanchi was forced to shrink into a corner by Chun Shandao, and seeing that Chun Shandao had been taught a lesson, he stretched his head over curiously—he had a lot of treasures in his hand, but none of them seemed to have spirituality or even gave birth to a spirit. No.

Chunshan was as restless as its owner, trying to fight Bai Hanchi.

Ying Baiye bent his eyes: "I can't give it away for free, I have to ask her to prepare some useful pills for us."

There are many things in the storage ring that they will not use for the time being——

The secret realm was forcibly opened by Yuan Qingzong. Under the assumption of the unreliable master, the monks who entered the secret realm to receive inheritance should be the monks in the middle and late stages of leaving the body.

Bai Hanchi hurriedly said: "Then, then I will follow you to fly to Silver City..."

Xie Yun: "Yes."

……

Fly to Silver City in five days

It's just that I haven't seen him for nearly a month, but Meng Baique's cultivation has already stabilized at the peak of the foundation building period.

Ying Baiye said in surprise: "The master of the sect cultivates at an incredible speed."

Meng Baique: "..."

You skipped a big realm in a month, and you still say that she cultivates quickly, are you out of your mind?

She looked at the mask on Ying Baiye's face, and the masked cultivator behind Ying Baiye: "The two of you... came back from trouble? Can you do anything to me?"

Ying Baiye lifted his mask, revealing half of his extremely handsome face: "I brought you some good things from the secret realm."

Meng Baique raised his eyebrows: "Say."

Ying Baiye smiled lightly: "I have thirty volumes of pill prescriptions of different grades here, and two copies of alchemist's handbook."

Meng Baique's eyes lit up.

Xie Yun returned to Xie's house in the middle of the night, and after having a long talk with the great elder Xie Yanqing, he left two bottles of sixth-grade pills, and several volumes of exercises and sword poses.

The three finally reconciled outside Feiyin City.

Bai Hanchi was silent for a moment, then said in a low voice: "Brother Xie, I want to go to the magic way with you."

Xie Yun was surprised: "You can go far away from the territory of Yuan Qingzong. Chang Yizhou is thousands of miles away. There are other great sects sitting in the town. Why go to the Demon Dao?"

Bai Hanchi: "Father, although I don't agree with him, there is one thing. As a monk, I have no cultivation. Let alone people who care about me, I can't even protect myself. I have a bad temper, so I should be ruthless. .”

Ying Baiye rested his palms on his neck: "I don't care, you can follow if you want."

Bai Hanchi: "But I want to go to a place first, where I deposited a kite boat."

The place Bai Hanchi mentioned is in an extremely remote mortal mountain village.

The three of Xie Yun landed on the top of the mountain, and Xie Yun looked down: "Is there any place here where I can store the kite boat?"

Bai Hanchi smiled shyly: "...It's not a depository, it's just temporarily placed here. This is, this is the place where my senior brother lived before entering Yuan Qingzong. There was a famine here before, and the family wanted to sell their children. Senior brother Linggen Jing Pure, the Suzerain took a fancy to him at a glance."

"I'm slack in cultivation. Sometimes when I'm taking outer disciples with me, I'll come here and pretend to be a mortal for a while. Senior brother used to... used to play around with me."

He took Xie Yun and the three of them all the way to the mountainside. On this dilapidated hilltop, there was a fairly neat small courtyard with formations arranged in the courtyard.

Bai Hanchi rolled up his sleeves, climbed up the tree, and dug on the tree at the gate of the courtyard for a long time.

Xie Yun accepted Bai Hanchi's posture on the tree well, but he couldn't understand why the kite boat was placed in the bird's nest: "...if you were a bird's egg, I'm afraid it would hatch several times."

Ying Baiye: "Can you still find it? Although the shuttle boat is not as fast as the kite boat, it is still..."

The voice was suddenly interrupted by the sound of pushing the door, and a young monk in white walked out.

The monk wore a simple sword suit, his long hair was tied up with a wooden hairpin, and he held a shrunken kite boat in his hand: "Are you looking for this?"

Bai Hanchi hung on the tree, and said blankly: "Senior brother?"

Luo Jingxuan took off the cassock embroidered with gold thread of Yuan and Qingzong, and the sword that was often worn around his waist was gone. Compared with the head disciple of Yuan and Qingzong's lord, at this moment he looked like a casual cultivator with no long clothes. eyes, with a slight "hmm".

Xie Yun poked Ying Baiye: "What is this for? Is the head disciple of Yuan and Qingzong wrong?"

Ying Baiye: "Bai Hanchi, this little fool, fools are blessed with fools."

Luo Jingxuan: "I destroyed the fate card in the sect, and lied that Han Chi and the two had died in my hands. No matter what their identities are, Yuan Qingzong can't track down the two. I then abolished the cultivators. Because, now you have left Yuan Qingzong."

Bai Hanchi's eyes turned sour: "Senior brother, what are you doing? It's better for you to stay in Yuan Qingzong."

Luo Jingxuan: "I'm here to find the way."

I'm also looking for you.

The author has something to say: Let me tell you, the power went out when I came back today. It was too hot in the room. I squatted at the door while feeding the mosquitoes and typing on my phone...

small theater:

They are also brothers, why is there such a big gap?

Luo Jingxuan, Bai Hanchi: brothers and sisters respectful.

Xie Yun: I am a brother

Ying Baiye: I am.

Xie Yun: Let's fight, Ying Mingri.