Su Bian Cultivation World

Just as Han Qianling predicted, when the scarlet cloud python finally showed its head, the group of them had already lingered in the mountain stream for five days.

Fortunately, the years of cultivation have been long, even if everyone followed Han Qianling's arrangement and stayed in an ambush in the mountains for five days, no one complained.During the period, Feng Xue still had time to ask Luo Jiujiang and Han Qianling based on the common sense of previous lives: "Boa constrictors should be non-poisonous, right?"

The memories that Hua Biyue left her with were broken and incomplete. It was already quite good for her to know the name of her current body, and she could not force it to have common sense in life.Feng Xue, an outsider, is purely a monk for this kind of knowledge, and his new life begins with a dead place that has not changed for 800 years. The people he met during this period are Xie Chuncan, who has been in a dead place since he was a child, except for Xiao Ren, who is obviously missing strings. A lot of knowledge needs to be supplemented little by little in the future.

Luo Jiujiang patiently explained to her: "Except for a few special demon species, boa constrictors are usually non-poisonous when they are born. After 300 years of cultivation, which is equivalent to the seventh level of human foundation building, they can spray poisonous mist from their cavities. Most of the poisonous mist from the establishment of the foundation will only cause paralysis, and the poisonous mist after the Jindan cultivation level is differentiated according to the type, and its power is also different, and some even kill ordinary monks when they meet face to face."

Feng Xue's eyebrows twitched lightly: "It's really crazy to live for a long time."

"Well." Luo Jiujiang is used to this kind of communication method mixed with one or two words that he doesn't understand. One foot high and one foot high, sister Xue can just hold her breath in the face of the poisonous fog."

"As for the scarlet cloud python, which is not known for its toxicity, Sister Xue doesn't need to worry too much about it. The reason we don't go into the cave is because the snake venom in the cave has accumulated for many years, and I'm afraid it has penetrated deep into the soil and hardened into frost. If we are not careful, we will be killed. A trap. But if a mouthful of snake venom is sprayed outside, it will be scattered in the air with just a palm, and it is no different from water vapor with a little fishy smell."

Hearing what he said clearly and logically, Feng Xue secretly made a note in her heart, and turned her gaze to Han Qianling to see if he had anything to add.These days, Han Qianling's knowledge of the species in the Holy Land has fallen into the eyes of everyone, and it has almost become common sense for everyone to take a look at him when he is in doubt.

Sensing Feng Xue's gaze, Han Qianling tightened his shoulders a little, and said in a low voice, "Jiujiang is an expert at playing snakes. In front of the expert, Han always speaks less and does more, so as not to make people laugh."

The calm tone and gentle attitude of these words were the same as usual, but Feng Xue always felt that something was wrong.She thought about it carefully, and felt that the strange thing might be that when Han Qianling praised Luo Jiujiang, she was never so calm.

Why didn't Han Qianling put his shoulders on Jiujiang's shoulders this time, look into Jiujiang's eyes affectionately, and then said with a smile in his clear and gentle voice like spring water: "When it comes to the understanding of snakes, it's very difficult to understand." I'm not as good as Jiujiang. It's enough for Miss Feng Xue to just listen to Jiujiang, I don't have anything to add." What?

The two of them clearly had a good kiss in front of her just now!

Before Feng Xue's eyes became gossipy, Luo Jiujiang laughed out loud. He moved a little closer to Han Qianling, and his tone was full of helplessness: "Why did you mention snakes like this? You are so angry that I stepped on it that day. Your foot?"

Han Qianling turned around and smiled with a charming color: "You pulled out my scales one by one, and I'm not even angry with you."

"You call me how willing I am." Luo Jiujiang brought Han Qianling's finger to his lips and kissed her like a dragonfly. Feng Xue turned her head away with a blank face, thinking that I was just looking for something for myself .

"I'm not angry, I'm just a little unhappy." After pulling his hand away from Luo Jiujiang's fingers, Han Qianling explained slowly: "I just realized that my race is not born well, so you may not know my race well." More than snakes."

If ordinary people say this, most of them are still angry...or jealous.But if it is said by Han Qianling, these words are 1 percent sincere: You must know that the only sample of his race died more than [-] years ago. , This can be found in fairy tales.

"I understand the snake race, and someone who knows better taught me." Luo Jiujiang smiled and cast a glance: "If I want to know more about your race, then I must have someone who I can best listen to his words to teach me." .”

"What if no one is willing to teach?"

"Then I only know Qianling, not..."

Han Qianling laughed dumbfounded: "Why are you so capable?"

At this time, there was a rustling sound from the entrance of the cave marked by Han Qianling, like the friction sound of the scales on the abdomen of a long snake sliding across the sand.Feng Xue's eyes lit up, and she was about to take advantage of the opportunity to get rid of this embarrassing situation and jump out, when she saw Han Qianling, who was about a step away from her, put her hand on Luo Jiujiang's shoulder like pinching and pressing on the ground, pushing the half-squeezed Luo Jiujiang pushed back to the original place, but he jumped out first.

Luo Jiujiang was pressed by his palm, and he didn't move any more, but proudly answered the previous question to Han Qianling's back: "I have always been good at moving strips."

Han Qianling thought about it for a while, and realized that this was the case.From knotting the sea snake into knots on the seven islands, to his tempering of Zhenshuangliu, and then to Luo Jiujiang's acquaintance with Shen Yuan, maybe one of his natural attributes is called "Ke Changtiao".

This vivid imagination about Jiujiang made Han Qianling still have a lingering smile in his eyes even though he blocked the Chiyun Python with a horizontal sword.

On the other hand, looking at Feng Xue's face behind him, there was another expression of hesitation mixed with disbelief, she slowly turned her face, and confirmed with Luo Jiujiang: "Jiujiang, what did you just... say?"

"Huh? Strips?"

"Is it the long strip I thought? The moving strip? If I remember correctly, you are only fifteen, right?"

"There are still about ten days and a half months before the sixteenth birthday. I have to ask Qianling for the exact error. I can't remember the date since I entered the holy land. What is Sister Xue talking about? What kind of strip is Sister Xue referring to?" Luo Jiujiang was confused. road.

"..."

Later, Han Qianling, who came back from killing the snake, learned of this conversation by chance, and he went out of his way to chat with Feng Xue for a while, the main content of which was basically "Miss Feng Xue, Han is really curious, what is the environment in your hometown? What happened to the unhealthy reading that Miss Feng Xue mentioned last time?"

Feng Xue replied with a stiff tone: "My hometown is a place where you can pack thirty dynamic erotic pictures for five cents. If you need Longyang or Mojing, you can add notes."

Han Qianling: "..."

So for a long time, Han Qianling kept his mind on it and never let Luo Jiujiang and Feng Xue talk alone again.

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With Han Qianling personally attacking, the Chiyun Python was finally killed by a sword piercing seven inches.

It was also in the process of fighting that everyone discovered why the path Han Qianling led them through was so winding and winding. It turned out that the series of nine curves were the dents that the red cloud python had crawled out of its belly for a hundred years.It ran up the trail as it fled, and when the width of its body imprinted the trail's indentation, it was spot on.

It was only at this time that everyone knew that Han Qianling had long been concerned about the monsters guarding here.

Han Qianling had no need for the Chiyun python, let alone the value of collecting such a snake-shaped beast was not enough for him to worry about, so he directly handed over the whole python to the team and entered the cave by himself.When he came out again after a while, he was already holding an ink-colored silk flower with leaves curled like water droplets in his hands.

I don’t know if it’s because of living in a dark cave with little light all the year round, the flower’s whole body is pitch-black, almost impermeable to light, the ink color is thick and ready to drip, but there is a drop of crystal dew on the top of the flower, following the steps of Han Qianling His upper body trembled slightly, looking indescribably pitiful and cute.

"Qi Xin Lu, apply it externally to improve eyesight, and internally use it to clear the soul." Han Qianling explained briefly, then gestured Xiaoren to come closer with his hand.Xiao Ren looked back at Feng Xue, and after receiving affirmative glances, he stood beside Han Qianling without hesitation, and then sat cross-legged on the spot according to his instructions, with his heart turned to the sky.

"Move the true essence." Han Qianling ordered: "The effect of oral administration is still a bit worse. You just need to circulate the spiritual energy with all your heart. I will inject the dew into the dantian between your eyebrows at the right time."

Regarding Xiaoren's question, Feng Xue has always guessed that the creator of the Xiaduanshui lineage had imposed some restrictions on her consciousness, or had done something directly, causing irreversible damage, otherwise there is no way to explain Xiaoren In this situation, almost only instinct and killing skills are left.

But in Han Qianling's view, Xiaoren's joints did not come from the consciousness, but from the soul.There seemed to be a small gap in her soul.

Perhaps because of the sluggish communication with the outside world, the time it takes Xiaoren to enter his own state is extremely short, and he is usually not disturbed by the environment.Even though he was surrounded by Han Qianling, Luo Jiujiang, and his sister, Xiao Ren entered into a state of trance as soon as he closed his eyes, looking a little heartless.

Han Qianling appreciated her peace of mind.

With Feng Xue's tense and rapid snorting as the background sound, the dewdrop that was almost caught by her anxious eyes finally sent to Xiao Ren's brow.

After Han Qianling completed this crucial step, he would be able to retire.He turned sideways, allowing Feng Xue to rush in front of Xiaoren immediately, staring at Xiaoren who was still meditating without blinking, facing her face to face.

Feng Xue has been looking forward to this day ever since they got along to death.During the process, she doubted herself countless times: Can Xiaoren survive by following herself?Will she be able to solve Kobayashi's problem?Could her promise to Kobane - even if Kobane didn't care one bit about it - be unfulfilled?

Now that there is only one step away from the door, the wait has become extraordinarily long.Feng Xue unconsciously tightened her palms. She only felt that her fingertips were cold, and her palms were covered with cold sweat. They were so wet that she couldn't even hold them tightly. Once she tried to hold them tightly, she would definitely slip.

She took a deep breath, only feeling that she had sucked in the anxiety that filled her heart.The moist air in the mountain stream was fresh and pleasant, but it only ignited a fire that reached the bottom of her heart when it fell in her lungs.

On the other side, Han Qianling pinned the pendant flower in Luo Jiujiang's lapel.To him, picking or not picking the flower is actually irrelevant, and picking it off is only a temporary dew container.

But the whole body of this flower is black in color, and its temperament is a little bit like Luo Jiujiang.

Han Qianling immediately took a little extra effort to fold it off, and now he compared it to Luo Jiujiang's clothes, and found that it was so black that it fit perfectly.This little fun created by him can't help but make the corners of his lips curl up, and his eyes soften a little.

"It's your birthday in six days." Han Qianling reminded.

"I?"

"us."

Luo Jiujiang nodded.His eyes were a little lazy, and he obviously didn't have much plans for this day: "Even if you don't need to make arrangements, this birthday is much better than last year."

At this time last year, he was still alive several times in the death zone, and the gift he finally gave himself was a stunning knife that pierced the boundary membrane of the death zone.

That progress was not unsatisfactory, but Han Qianling was not by his side at that time.

Although he is currently in the dense forest of the Holy Land, his location is indistinct, and there are few people outside the team, but since Qianling is still by his side and can celebrate their common birthday with him, Luo Jiujiang will never have any regrets .

Han Qianling was quite serious about this.At the beginning, when Luo Jiujiang was not around, he would make this day a celebration and revel in the Northland. Now that Luo Jiujiang is by his side, he naturally has more thoughts.

"It's just a pity that there are barren mountains and wild mountains here. There will be three more birthdays..." Han Qianling just sighed, but was stopped by Luo Jiujiang, "The green mountains and green waters are not good. We can give each other A gift guaranteed to be unique year after year."

Han Qianling cast a glance at him.

"I will send you a 16-year-old Luo Jiujiang, and you will also send me a 16-year-old Qianling." Luo Jiujiang smiled slightly, his eyes brightened as if filled with stars, "We can send another 17-year-old each other next year .”

Han Qianling's breathing suddenly became chaotic.

He grabbed Luo Jiujiang's hand that was stretched out towards him, just like that child held another child's hand back then.

Luo Jiujiang's palms were clearly clean and empty, but Han Qianling only felt that his wrists were heavy, as if he had accepted some of the most important feelings, like a whole paragraph of the most brilliant love story of the person he loves most. Time is like a love that is so passionate that there is no need to cover it up.

And Luo Jiujiang stuffed all these things to him, he didn't mind whether he would miss or fall because he couldn't hold him, and he didn't think about whether Han Qianling was worth it or not.

Once again, he gave Han Qianling sincere and passionate love, just like he handed Han Qianling the string of Buddhist beads, brought him new clothes and sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and then shared his birthday and the same bowl of longevity noodles with him.

Luo Jiujiang allowed Han Qianling to get a glimpse of what a world free from hatred looks like from the reflection in his eyes.

"Compared with your proposal, mine is much inferior." Han Qianling whispered into Luo Jiujiang's ear: "Jiujiang, do you want to see the Dragon God's ruins?"

Luo Jiujiang's moist breath also touched Han Qianling's neck: "Really? I thought...the most precious treasure of the Dragon God is in my arms right now?"

"That's right." Han Qianling snorted and said with a smile: "Six days later, he will treat his next year as a gift and pack it all up for you."

"I'm looking forward to it."

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In Feng Xue's eyes that were almost bursting out of her eyes with anticipation, Xiao Ren's eyelashes finally trembled.

The ancients did not deceive me, Feng Xue thought to herself: I will know the feeling that came out after a thousand calls.

In fact, her brain was already in a mess, not to mention she was so nervous that she started to recall ancient middle school poems, and she even started to recite pi unconsciously in her mouth.

Xiaoren's slightly trembling eyelashes were not even as fast as a stationary butterfly's wings, but when they fell on Feng Xue's eyes, even the slightest movement of the eyelid muscles could be regarded as a loud noise that pounded her heart, and it also carried her heart throbbing. Ning's voice echoed.

Did Han Qianling not say what would happen if he failed?Will Small Blades Get Worse?She had only learned how to buy salt before.Will she forget me?If that's the case, Feng Xue hopes that she can forget the days of struggling to survive in the dead place, and it will give her a little bit of comfort.

...The eyelashes moved again, is she going to wake up? !

Little Blade slowly opened his eyes.

Facing Feng Xue's eyes like burning coals, Xiao Ren showed the purest smile.

She raised her hand and took off the gold hairpin from Feng Xue's hair, just like when they first met, the waterfalls of black hair from Feng Xue fell down one after another, falling on her and her shoulders.

"Nice," she said briefly.

The past and present times seem to overlap in a trance.

Feng Xueqi looked anxiously and in disbelief, and the first thing she saw was Xiaoren's pitch-black eyes.

Those eyes lost a kind of indifference and simplicity that was almost inorganic, and turned into extremely spiritual.

"Sister." Xiao Ren held the golden hairpin between her and Feng Xue, "I'll comb it for you."