Walk the career line in Xianxiawen

Shi Wuhui was deeply shocked, and silently ran to the side to stand with the man in the bamboo hat. The frail young man and Shi Wuhui were both downcast, "What I have in my hand is the Xuan-level mental method, which seems useless."

Shi Wuhui took this opportunity to ask: "Does our Wuji Sect have any treasure house?"

The frail young man clenched his fists, wishing he could become a God of Transformation and kill the thief to avenge his master: "Brother, have you read too many books? The Wuji Sect is not rich at all, and the old thief Yongsheng stole all the good things." gone."

"We can live until now thanks to the help of our benefactors, but unfortunately we don't have any treasures to repay them."

Shi Wuhui sighed, anyone can say good things, but the treasures are real, even if he talked about the hype, he didn't take actual actions to repay Wei Yin and others.

In addition to the good relationship between Penglai and Kunlun, the four major sects seem to be in harmony with each other, not to mention that the only transformation god of the Wuji sect is also insane. The monks are obliged to eliminate demons and defend Taoism. To protect the two orphans with ordinary talents of the Wuji Sect.

this is the truth.

The man in the bamboo hat didn't seem to hear the careful conversation between the two, and stood beside him like an immobile statue.

"I don't know what sect this friend is from?"

Only then did Shi Wuhui remember that there was another benefactor who saved his junior brother.

"There is no school, no sect, just a casual cultivator." The man in the bamboo hat replied.

He said again: "I don't need you to repay me anything, I was entrusted by others to come to help you."

"who?"

"No comment." The man in the bamboo hat didn't want to answer any more, but added: "You don't need to have any psychological burden. This person is willing to help others, and she will be happy if you are safe. If you really want to repay her, you can count it on that Wei Dao." friend."

Shi Wuhui couldn't help looking at Wei Yin.

Black robe with black hair, eyes downcast, seemingly immersed in pondering the exercises.

He nodded, "Okay, but I still want to thank you, little monk."

Wei Yin had already noticed that Shi Wuhui's side was silent, as if a barrier had been put up, but he was very polite and didn't deliberately look at it, and he didn't put his mind to peep.

And Xie Xingxiu closed his eyes.

Different from Wei Yin, this talented person doesn't have a light around him.

The master of the half-spiritual realm is the right way, so he naturally disliked Xie Xingxiu, a demon cultivator who has degenerated into a demon.

He is a ghost and demon dual cultivator, and the black energy on his body seems to be solidified. Those light groups scramble to leave first, for fear that they will be caught by this demon cultivator if they run too slowly.

Xie Xingxiu stood where he was, watching the light clusters get farther and farther away from him.

He was not surprised.

Without forcing, Xie Xingxiu wanted to take back his consciousness and go to the third level.

"Huh? Are you a magician?"

At some point, a man with disheveled hair sat on the branch behind Xie Xingxiu.

He turned his head suddenly, took a few steps back, and looked at the man vigilantly.

The man's facial features were blurred, his ankle-length black hair was tied behind his head with an auspicious cloud hair ring, and he was wearing a toga with large sleeves. Even if Xie Xingxiu couldn't see his face, he could still feel that the other party was looking at him.

"Moxiu has no karma, so he seems to be a good boy."

The man smiled, "Your spiritual root is similar to mine, but I don't have any space-related skills here. However, I have supernatural powers, and you should like it."

Before Xie Xingxiu could speak, the man suddenly disappeared, and when he reappeared, he tapped lightly between his brows, "As a person, I like the most talented boy in my life."

"Let's go back."

Xie Xingxiu withdrew his consciousness, and after feeling dizzy for a while, the parrot in the sea of ​​consciousness screamed strangely: "It hurts, it hurts! Xie Xingxiu, this person just glanced at me, as if he found me."

Xie Xingxiu had no time to deal with it.

There is an extra supernatural power about space in his mind.

It's called "Borrowing Time".

The content is very lofty, and it is said that the law of time can be used to stabilize a space. If someone wants to use the law of time to change the speed of time, this space will remain stable and will not be affected.

Xie Xingxiu: "..."

I feel that I have obtained the exercises, but I also feel that I have not obtained them.

The parrot was still chattering: "That man has much more insight than you. He saw that I was a phoenix at a glance, and he gave me a copy of the body training exercises for big monsters. I looked at it, and the phoenix can also use it."

Xie Xingxiu was upset: "Shut up."

Even the ugly bird has gained, but he has not.

He was digesting his anger when he looked up and saw Wei Yin drew a strange talisman with his fingertips, and then the picture of him closing his eyes and freezing his body suddenly appeared in front of several people.

——A time-traveling image.

Wei Yin only showed it for a second, then suddenly withdrew the screen, "Sorry, I'm just getting started, and I'm not very proficient yet."

Xie Xingxiu stepped forward, with a smirk: "Brother may not have heard the saying that Mu Xiuyu Linfeng will destroy him."

"I only know that the soldiers will come to block the water and cover it with soil."

Wei Yin raised his eyes, his tone was eloquent.

Xie Xingxiu stared at him, feeling a little pity.

If Wei Yin is innate with the time and Taoism body, he can take it away, and when the time and space dual cultivation, it does not appear that the rare skills of the same level can be used.

But Wei Yin is acquired.

He suddenly lost interest, even looking at Wei Yin was a little absent-minded.

After a while, Jiang Xueqi also came to this forest. The Kunlun disciples around him wanted to say something, but when Jiang Xueqi saw Wei Yin, he walked faster than anyone else. The Kunlun disciples had no choice but to chase after him. .

When will the second trial end?

Wei Yin's kung fu has been practiced to a small degree, and he has consolidated his cultivation by the way, but he is still in the second trial, and there is no movement in the third trial.

Shi Wuhui walked over after chatting, saw Wei Yin's hand just now, he used his spiritual power to speed up his feet, and hurriedly asked: "Daoist Wei, you...don't want to hide your strength and bide your time?"

After finishing speaking, he looked around very vigilantly, and those monks who were appreciating Wei Yin overtly and secretly turned their eyes away, and did not meet Shi Wuhui.

Shi Wuhui believes that sometimes it is not a good thing for a helpless casual cultivator to have too much aptitude, because a casual cultivator has no backing and cannot protect his aptitude, so he is easy to be targeted by demon cultivators, and is also easy to be targeted by evil people. calculating.

Seeing his nervousness, Wei Yin couldn't help explaining a few more words: "As long as I fight with others, I will be exposed sooner or later. Is there any difference?"

Shi Wuhui scratched his head: "That's true, but I'm worried that you will be plotted against by villains." For example, Jiang Xueqi from Kunlun.

"There are far more monks who cherish talents and have a sense of responsibility than those who are jealous. I exposed my aptitude mainly to show the former." Wei Yin said casually, "Although being a casual cultivator is comfortable, it is no better than having a The sect is your backer."

This is the case in the cultivation world.

As long as he doesn't stand on a high place, it's better to have a backer to ensure his own safety, otherwise the eyes of the surrounding tigers will eat him up.

Shi Wuhui thought of Jiang Xueqi who was bullying others.

He immediately felt a sense of crisis, and felt that such unreasonable troublemakers as Jiang Xueqi would probably retaliate against Wei Yin, and if Wei Yin had no backing after leaving the half-spiritual realm, with so many Kunlun people at the entrance of the half-spiritual realm, he might not give Wei Yin Good fruit to eat.

"You're right, I don't know where Fellow Daoist Wei is going, but the monk also wants to go together."

not far away.

Jiang Xueqi obviously also noticed that the eyes of the Tianjiao in the second trial all swept over Wei Yin intentionally or unintentionally, and their attention was completely on Shi Wuhui.

He clung to the tree trunk, feeling unwilling.

Before Wei Yin appeared, those gazes belonged to him.

But now, Mei Fuyou appreciates Wei Yin, and even listens to the slander of ghosts. For Wei Yin, he fights with Master Yaofeng. Master Qifeng also praises Wei Yin. , also admitted that Wei Yin is a genius.

This made Jiang Xueqi, who grew up in a honeypot from Xiaopao, feel very frustrated.

Wei Yin is already good enough, why did he come to compete with him for the position of junior uncle?

"Little Martial Uncle?" someone called him from behind.

Jiang Xueqi turned his head and whispered enviously: "You Daoist Wei is really talented, even if he leaves Kunlun, he can have a good home, right?"

The followers hurriedly comforted Jiang Xueqi, "The aptitude of the little uncle is also unique, but it is much better than that Wei Yin!"

"Little Martial Uncle, wait for our Nascent Soul to avenge you."

"Just him?"

Jiang Xueqi forced a smile, "I'm afraid that my cultivation speed will not be as fast as Wei Yin's, and I won't be able to avenge my brothers by then."

"How unreasonable! Wicked people are at ease, but good people have to worry about it all the time!"

The disciple's voice suddenly amplified, and the monks who had found the exercises looked at them, with some watching the excitement and curious eyes.

The Kunlun disciple pointed at Wei Yin angrily, "This man killed my junior uncle's brother and forged a hatred with Kunlun. You must see his true face, and don't be deceived by his appearance!"

When some small sects and casual cultivators heard that Wei Yin and Kunlun had turned against each other, they couldn't help but suddenly realized that it was no wonder that Wei Yin showed his strength in order to seek protection.

The people from the four major sects were originally excluded, but when they heard the word "Little Martial Uncle", they thought about it a lot.

Could it be that there is another immovable character like Mei Fuyou in Kunlun?

Wei Yin was in the center of the storm, standing still.

Shi Wuhui was made uncomfortable by those eyes that could not distinguish between good and evil, "This Jiang Xueqi is so stubborn, does he really want to avenge my brother?"

Shi Wuhui had just experienced the pain of annihilation, how could he not be able to distinguish what is real grief.

With Jiang Xueqi like that, he always felt that something was missing.

People are always eccentric, Kunlun disciples are eccentric to Jiang Xueqi, Jiang Xueqi is eccentric to his two self-inflicted senior brothers, and he is eccentric to Wei Yin, this is quite normal.

This didn't prevent him from being upset when he saw Jiang Xue.

Who wouldn't make a fire.

Shi Wuhui immediately choked out and yelled: "Stop slandering people here, obviously it was your two senior brothers who wanted to kill people and seize treasures but we killed them, and their skills are not as good as others, and they are still blaming others here, don't be ashamed! "

This was said to Jiang Xueqi, and Jiang Xueqi's face turned pale when he heard the words, and the Kunlun disciple was even more angry: "You are simply unworthy of being a human being! Do you have proof for saying that, little uncle?"

"What about you? Do you have any evidence? Instead, show us your photo stones and mock people's innocence. Is this Kunlun's style?"

The Kunlun disciple was almost mad with anger.

If they couldn't fight, they would definitely not be fighting here.

"To tell the truth." Shi Wuhui clapped his hands, pretending to be powerful: "If you didn't rely on Kunlun, you would have become a few dead bodies on the ground."

Seeing that those people couldn't hold back their words, Shi Wuhui raised his eyebrows and smiled at Wei Yin, as if proud of himself.

Wei Yin felt that Shi Wuhui really didn't look like a Buddhist disciple, at least he didn't come out of Wuji sect.

His face is blushing and his neck is thick when he yells here, so he doesn't look like a monk.