The Dangerous Cultivator

The flowing aura was so compelling that it leaked into the black spiritual soil, and immediately there was only a little wet spiritual soil completely covered.

"Mountain holy water, this is really pilgrim holy water."

Red Tiger exclaimed.

Hiroshi nodded, "Don't hold your arms anymore. While the holy water is in the first run, the nature is wide open, so hurry up."

Speaking, waving another hand, Volley appeared a row of spirit seedlings, various, with thousands of trees.

A person from Hong Yi took a shot in the volley, stepped into the field at the moment, and slowly inserted it. The action was very slow. He seemed to be afraid of hurting the seedlings.

Immediately, a group of elders each took a seedling and went out into the field.

A group of inner gate disciples also photographed the Ling Miao with honor and went down to the field.

In their view, perhaps the cultivation of spiritual seedlings is the real ritual.

After all, it is too little time to spend time with Hong together.

Nowadays, being able to plant spirit seedlings together is clearly a symbol of Hong Yi people's real attention to their inner disciples.

Xu Yi thought so, until he held the Ling Miao and touched the water, he immediately changed his view.

This is not an emphasis, but a test of teaching.

When Ling Miao came into contact with the water, she immediately felt a strong repulsion, and Ling Miao was light and could not be stressed. If it was forced, it would be damaged.

Xu Yi looked up and watched. He didn't notice the fluctuation of spiritual power. When he thought about it, he played a soul-splitting to protect the spirit seedlings. Sure enough, the seedlings penetrated gently.

Ke Lingmiao just entered the water, and the ray of soul was greatly shaken, and there was a tendency to collapse. Xu Yi hurriedly replenished the ray of soul, and moved down a little bit. insert.

Xu Yi observed the situation by taking the second Lingmiao stall. Nearly half of the disciples had not yet planted the first plant, but some people started planting the third plant.

Xu Yi was not impatient. He stumbled over the second Ling Miao, pondered for a moment, and began to concentrate on planting seedlings.

Since it was from the Hong Yi people, since all the inner disciples were thinking about brushing good feelings in front of the Hong Yi people, and winking, his heart was itchy, so why pretend to be serious.

To win the attention of the first person, the benefits should not be too much.

The idea was set, Xu Yi's speed of planting seedlings became faster.

The first plant was slow to insert, which was caused by the weak habit, and at the same time he was aware of the details in the process of planting seedlings.

He has figured out that the key to planting seedlings is to establish a delicate harmony between the soul and the constantly flowing spiritual water. To establish this harmony not only has high requirements for the strength of the soul, but also has high requirements for the toughness of the soul. .

However, this was not a big problem for him.

He wants to take the first place among his disciples, but he has to steal the elder's limelight.

Therefore, Xu Yi always controls the speed and intervenes in a hurry.

Half a cup of tea passed, and nearly half of the inner disciples lost their ability to continue planting seedlings, and some wanted to take the elixir, but were stopped by the red fire.

At this level, everyone knows that this is a sudden examination, and the main point of the examination is the soul of your inner disciples. It is all about taking elixir.

After half a cup of tea, among the disciples, only Xu Yi and Jun Wuxie remained.

But everyone can see that Jun Wuxie is encouraging support, and Xu Yi still has the power.

Because in measuring the standard of the two, in addition to the time of persistence, the number of spirit plants planted is also a very important reference condition.

The line of Ling Miao inserted by Xu Yi was more than half that of Jun Wuxie.

The elders with the least number of seedlings fell behind by more than ten plants.

The huge gap attracted everyone's attention to Xu Yi. I don't know how many people sighed in their hearts. After being patient for a long time, this demon evil still jumped up.

For Xu Yi's miracle that the disciple went straight into the inner door, among the disciples of the outer door and the disciple of the trial, there was a mountain tide.

But in the inner door, it was turbulent. Xu Yi did not toss and no one came to visit him. It seems that his disciple does not exist at all.

In fact, I don't know how many inside disciples are watching Xu Yi's performance, and I can guess he will jump out sooner or later.

After all, Xu Yineng instantly killed Qin Nei Shi, and the strength of Qin Nei Shi was not under the inner disciples at all, so as to measure Xu Yi's strength, the result must be frightening.

Finally, a group of disciples here met Xu Yi, the evil demon of Xu Yi.

Jun Wuxie wiped his head like sweat dripping from a stream, straightened his waist and shivered, and the faint and pale sun deep in Lingtai made his eyes hurt. He rubbed his eyes and glanced to the south. The stiff figure was still stooping, inserting Lingmiao with no signs of fatigue.

Jun Wuxie's heart rushed up with a wicked fire, gritted his teeth, and photographed a spirit seedling before bending down. His head was white for a while, a flower bloomed in front of his eyes, and his body was soft. A force came and moved him to Tanabe.

The red fire shot hummed, apparently very dissatisfied with the performance of Jun Wuxie's strong support, and then, looking in the direction of Xu Yi, for the first time in his heart, he couldn't help but feel "awesome".

After insisting on the half-pillar incense again, Xu Yi clearly felt that the speed of the elders to insert Lingmiao was lowered by another quarter, and he knew it was time to quit.

At the moment, he stood up deliberately, and couldn't help shaking violently. He turned around, jumped to the edge of the field, sat cross-legged, and took the medicine.

Xu Yicai sat down at the edge of the field, and spent dozens of breaths to insert the elder puppet who had planted that spirit seedling, and hurried to the edge of the field, but he did not sit down, closed his eyes slightly, and seemed to be raising spirits.

After half a column of incense, three elders successively jumped ashore.

Suddenly, Hong Yi laughed and said, "Okay, almost, the rest of the old way is rounded."

Immediately waving his sleeves, the Lingmiao in the air was lightning-like, and all were inserted into the field, with reasonable spacing and extremely regularity.

With this single hand, Xu Yi opened his eyes.

Unfortunately, depending on the situation, Hong Yi people are only prepared to reveal this hand.

"Teaching God is invincible. Is there a poem for the younger generation?"

Jun Wuxie, who has already returned his vitality, pays a tribute, and exclaims.

Chihuo's eyebrows jumped and stared at Jun Wuxie.

This son has forged a relationship with him for two years. He usually sees this person as outstanding, but he is a dragon and a phoenix. However, today's performance of this son is everywhere, his mind is extremely immature, and he wants to take a break and not even his face. , Really when palm teaching can be moved by one or two poems?

Looking at the new guy again, his talents are fully revealed. What's even more remarkable is that this guy can be vigilant when he is proud, only looking at his concession to the elders, and I don't know how much he helped him to dismiss the elders' scrutiny. .

You ca n’t see this without any evil. You have to fight with others everywhere, but only with very poor means.

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