Zhenyang Sect.
Xiyue Peak.
"Excellent, ordinary."
Ye Xiyue looked at the words that appeared on the transmission notes and frowned slightly:
"Is it really not her?"
"Hehehe, Ye Xiyue, are you still thinking about Xia Qinglian? Or worry about yourself. Tonight is the tenth day, and Zheng Shengmo is still waiting for you!"
Ten days ago, Zheng Shengmo, the master of Wangyou Peak, came to Xiyue Peak and asked Ye Xiyue to go to Wangyou Peak to practice double cultivation with him ten days later on the condition that he help Ye Xiyue win the competition within the sect.
Tonight is the last time Zheng Shengmo gives Ye Xiyue.
Ye Xiyue looked cold: "I said, I will never go astray."
Her beautiful face suddenly changed, and her smile was cute but also strange:
"Hehe, Ye Xiyue, I have a way to help Zheng Shengmo win the internal competition without you having to give him the red pill. Do you want to hear it?"
Ye Xiyue's face returned to coldness. After a moment of silence, she slowly said: "Say."
Zishi.
The top of Wangyou Peak.
In a huge fairy mansion filled with spiritual energy.
Zheng Shengmo was sitting in his bedroom, with a smile on his short and fat face, looking towards the door:
"You came."
The door opened, and a slim, moon-white figure slowly walked in.
Her facial features are beautiful and her temperament is cold. Her slender waist swings naturally as she walks, without any intentionally seductive movements, but it makes people unable to take their eyes away.
Just like Zheng Shengmo at this moment, his eyes seemed to be fixed on Ye Xiyue.
Different from her usual dignified and cold appearance, Ye Xiyue's long hair was disheveled at this time, and her fairy skirt of white moonlight was also trailing on the ground. Her steps were graceful and had a natural charm.
Zheng Shengmo stood up, with hot eyes and an ugly smile on his wretched face:
"Xiyue, have you finally figured it out?"
Ye Xiyue ignored him, walked straight to the bed and lay down.
Zheng Shengmo was overjoyed and walked to the bedside. Just as he was about to make a move, he heard Ye Xiyue say coldly:
"I still have the Xuanbinglihuo left by Xia Qinglian in my body, which burns my meridians and spiritual fields day and night, causing my cultivation level to plummet. If anyone practices double cultivation with me, they will be absorbed into the body by Xuanbinglihuo, and their cultivation level will not be the same as mine." complex."
Zheng Shengmo paused suddenly and said angrily:
"Ye Xiyue, did you lie to me?"
Ye Xiyue lay on the bed calmly and closed her eyes:
"I don't dare to deceive Peak Master Zheng. If you are not afraid of the Xuan Bing Li Huo Demonic Skill, feel free to give it a try."
Zheng Shengmo hesitated immediately.
He was naturally involved in the siege and destruction of the Qinglian Sect.
However, Zheng Shengmo was the weakest among the six peak masters, but also the most cunning. When he besieged the Demon Sect Master and Xia Qinglian, he deliberately stayed on the edge of the battlefield.
Despite this, he still saw the horror of Xuan Bing's Lihuo Demonic Skill.
Ye Xiyue, Su Hongling, and two elders from Lei Jian Sect and Feiyun Sect besieged Xia Qinglian, but she almost escaped.
Even Ye Xiyue and Su Hongling were hurt by her.
If Xia Qinglian hadn't come back to save her master, she probably wouldn't have been able to kill the demon girl that day.
Afterwards, Zheng Shengmo often reflected on himself. If he faced Xuan Binglihuo, could he resist?
The answer is no 10,000 times.
He never wanted to face such a terrifying thing again in his life.
Therefore, when he heard Ye Xiyue claiming that she still had Xuan Bing Li Huo in her body, most of his lust disappeared immediately.
Seeing the fairy nephew he had coveted for a long time lying in front of him with his eyes closed, he absolutely did not dare to make a move.
After a long stalemate, Ye Xiyue opened her eyes and said calmly:
"Since you don't dare, I have another way."
Zheng Shengmo said coldly: "Say!"
Ye Xiyue sat up from the bed, walked to the table, sat down, and said calmly:
"You help me win the competition within my sect, and I will help you break through to the Nascent Soul."
"How can you help me break through the Nascent Soul?" Zheng Shengmo narrowed his eyes.
Ye Xiyue said: "You need the best innate spiritual root to help you break through. Besides me, Xiyue Peak also has a naturally best spiritual root."
"What?!" Zheng Shengmo looked at Ye Xiyue in surprise: "Who is it?"
Ye Xiyuetan's mouth opened slightly, and when she was about to speak, her face suddenly twitched, then returned to normal, and finally said slowly:
"Si Minglan."
Zheng Shengmo was startled, then sneered: "Ye Xiyue, are you perfunctory with me?"
Ye Xiyue said: "Si Minglan is indeed born with the best spiritual roots. However, she has suffered a tragic event, her inner demons are too heavy, and her spiritual roots have been damaged. Therefore, the master has never mentioned it to anyone, and also told her not to reveal her spiritual roots. root."
Zheng Shengmo thought about it carefully and found that Si Minglan should have entered the Zhenyang Sect and started practicing at the age of eighteen, but within five or six years, he had reached the peak of foundation building from an ordinary body.
Such a speed of cultivation is indeed a gift.
However, the light of all the disciples at Xiyue Peak was blocked by Ye Xiyue alone, and no one noticed Si Minglan.
When I heard what Ye Xiyue said, I suddenly felt that it made sense.
Thinking of Si Minglan's plump and charming body, Zheng Shengmo was a little excited and asked quickly:
"I heard that Si Minglan has always been unruly, will she listen to you?"
Ye Xiyue said coldly: "I have my own way, but it must be done after the internal competition. I need Si Minglan's help for the sect competition."
"Hahaha!" Zheng Shengmo laughed loudly: "Ye Xiyue, everyone in the world says you are a fairy, but I didn't expect you to be like an ordinary villain, crossing rivers and burning bridges, vicious and shameless!"
After speaking, he narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "Si Minglan's spiritual root is damaged. Even if she is willing to practice dual cultivation with me, I'm afraid she won't be able to help me break through to the Nascent Soul Realm."
"Soul Spirit Liquid."
Ye Xiyue said calmly.
"What?!" Zheng Shengmo said: "Soul-transforming liquid? That is a rare treasure of heaven and earth. How did you get it?"
When a monk breaks through every major realm, he can use spiritual pills or natural spiritual liquid to assist him.
The function of the "Spirit Transformation Liquid" is to help monks at the peak of Nascent Soul take that extremely difficult step!
Of course, the spirit-transforming liquid alone is not enough, it must also be combined with the dual cultivation of the best innate spiritual roots.
Even if the top-grade spiritual root is damaged, it is enough.
It's just that the spirit-transforming liquid is extremely rare. Even the Zhenyang Sect doesn't have it. Where can Ye Xiyue find it?
"Beihuang, the Immortal's legacy."
Ye Xiyue said calmly.
Zheng Shengmo sneered: "There are so many immortal relics in the Hundred Thousand Mountains of the Northern Wasteland, and most of them have been collected. How can you find the spirit-transforming liquid?"
Ye Xiyue said: "Recently, there are rumors that an ancient immortal relic has appeared in the Northern Wasteland, containing heavenly materials and earthly treasures. Among them is the Spirit Transformation Liquid. You help me win the competition within the sect. I will go to the Northern Wilderness in person." How about finding the spirit-transforming liquid for you?"
Zheng Shengmo looked Ye Xiyue up and down and sneered: "How can I trust you?"
Ye Xiyue lowered her eyes and said: "I haven't recovered my cultivation yet, so naturally I don't dare to deceive you. Peak Master Zheng, don't you have any confidence at all?"
"Hahaha!" Zheng Shengmo looked up to the sky and laughed: "Okay, the first place in the competition within the sect is none other than you, Ye Xiyue! Uncle Master wishes you a smooth journey in the Northern Wilderness!"
(End of chapter)
