the next day.
Wei Siyu began to deliberately keep a distance from Zhong Yan, reduce conversations, control his expression, and avoid smiling.
As everyone knows, the more you avoid it, the deeper it becomes, and the emotions that cannot be vented will grow more rapidly, and they will inevitably explode out of control in the future.
Zhong Yan seemed to be unaware and behaved as usual. He spoke to his senior sister and called her affectionately.
Facts have proved that it is quite useful.
Wei Siyu obviously liked this title, or liked him being called that.
Every time she heard 'senior sister', her pretended seriousness would break down and the corners of her mouth would curl up.
"I can't handle Pei Nanjin, so I can't take you down?"
Zhong Yan thought secretly.
Character dictates.
Pei Nanjin has deep opinions, a firm mind, and a tough mouth. He will never let go until the last moment.
Wei Siyu, on the other hand, has an easy-going personality and is enthusiastic and emotional. As long as she grasps her "weakness" and manipulates it a little, she will open up to her.
Moreover, Zhong Yan feels that it will be easier for a woman like her to be bound once she is captured and has a consistent attitude towards her.
However, what was strange to him was that Wei Siyu was so easy to pursue. He was so popular in the sect, but he didn't have a good partner even in his seventies or eighties. Qifeng couldn't help but marry her.
In addition to having excellent qualifications and high level among his peers, there are few male cultivators who match him. There are probably other reasons.
"Ask Ziyi another time."
Another early morning.
The cave is filled with fragrance.
Zhong Yan cooked a pot of Lingmi, lean meat and pork ribs porridge, and said to Wei Siyu who walked in: "Senior sister, come and have a try."
Wei Siyu swallowed her saliva, stepped forward and took the bowl and spoon. She couldn't control her expression and praised with a smile: "It smells so good. I've been with you for a long time, and my appetite has developed."
Zhong Yan smiled and couldn't help but think of Gongsun Nuannuan. If that snack foodie had run in long ago, his cooking skills would probably be enough to deal with her.
Realizing that something was wrong, Wei Siyu stopped smiling, filled half the bowl, and ate in small bites. The ribs made a crunching sound when chewed, and they were crispy and fragrant.
After a while, she took the initiative to ask again: "Have you ever studied cooking?"
"It doesn't count."
Regardless of his image, Zhong Yan ate freely and said: "I was a beggar before, you know. There was a famine in those years. It was difficult to eat a meal of gruel for ten days and a half. I could only eat wild vegetables, grass, and trees." The skin was too unpalatable, so I tried various ways to cook it to make it more flavorful...
Later, when I grew up and gained some strength, I relied on stealing, robbing, and cheating. As a group of friends, I had to save food and had no choice but to cook in messy and messy ways. Over time, my skills improved..."
Wei Siyu gently stirred the spoon, looked at the face with a refreshing smile, felt a little distressed, and thought to herself: He must have suffered a lot, and it was not easy to get to where he is now.
In comparison, she was too happy. She was born into a wealthy family, her spiritual roots were detected and she joined the sect, and then she was selected to join the Seven Peaks and become her direct disciple. It was a smooth journey.
Zhong Yan scooped up another bowl and suddenly asked: "By the way, senior sister, I'm a little curious, how old are you?"
Wei Siyu made a move, and thoughts suddenly popped up in his mind: Does he care about his age? I'm older than him... Monks don't care about age, right?
"Ahem...seventy-nine."
Zhong Yan nodded. He was several years older than he had guessed. Si Ying, the fourth oldest student in Qifeng, was nearly seventy. It took thirty years for Li Lin to accept three disciples who were close to her age, namely five, six and seven.
"Then you should have also cultivated extreme criticality."
Seeing that his expression was as usual, Wei Siyu felt a little relieved and shook his head: "I have been practicing for a while during the Qi Refining Period, but almost nothing after the Foundation Establishment. Most of my energy is spent on elixir refining. Cultivation of immortal skills is very time-consuming."
After a pause, she said with some embarrassment: "Relatively speaking, among the direct disciples of Qifeng, I am the weakest in combat power."
Zhong Yan was dumbfounded, thinking that you might have taken too many pills, and said: "Tell me specifically, who is stronger and who is weaker."
Wei Siyu pondered for a moment and said: "Master sister is training against us. It's hard to compare. Fifth sister is the strongest in combat. She is three levels lower than me and can defeat me.
Then there is the second sister. The second sister practices the clone technique. The clone has more than 70% of the original body's combat power. Two against one at the same level, she is almost invincible. "
After a moment of silence, she pursed her lips and said, "Actually, the fourth sister's combat power should be higher than that of the second sister. Master said that the fourth sister is a natural fighting monk. She gets stronger when she encounters a strong opponent, and her fighting qualities are extremely high."
As she said that, she looked at each other and smiled and said, "This is exactly the same as Master's evaluation of you."
It's a pity that Siying fell and became a puppet with no thoughts. He could only rely on external assistance to increase his combat power bit by bit.
"Then, it should be Seventh Sister. Seventh Sister rarely takes action, but when training at the same level, she only lost to Fifth Sister, and she was tied with the other sisters.
Seventh Sister is pure, kind and weak by nature, not aggressive, and mostly fights for defense and self-preservation, so Master taught her the Lotus Sealing Technique. "
Zhong Yan nodded. If Yuan Ziyi was powerful enough, how could he let Xia Lingyun escape so easily.
Wei Siyu continued: "Qianxun is about the same as me. She has a wild temper and has a lot of messy tricks. She is broad but not sophisticated."
The chatterbox opened and she started talking about whatever came to her mind. She suddenly said: "Can you believe it? In a battle with our sisters, the six sisters all used a honey trap. They suddenly showed off their shoulders and legs. One sentence, "Oh, goose, goose, goose~ "
Zhong Yan: "..."
Thinking of that shrewd woman Yun Qianxun, the corner of his mouth twitched and he was speechless.
After smiling for a while, Wei Siyu continued: "Nuan Nuan is also very strong in combat, has wind attribute spiritual roots, and has natural divine power. However, she is lazy and has a big age difference with us. She rarely trains together, but in the sect competition Top-notch results.”
Zhong Yan smiled and said: "Go out to practice, suffer some losses, and learn lessons, and you will slowly grow."
"Um."
Smiling faces faced each other, Wei Siyu picked up the bowl and covered half of her face, feeling distressed in her heart, what's going on, it's only been a day, and unknowingly they were having such a lively conversation, laughing so much that she didn't care about her image.
"I'm done eating."
She grabbed the empty bowl in Zhong Yan's hand and walked towards the pool.
Zhong Yan looked at her back with a smile on his lips. The more he hid, the closer the relationship got.
…
time flies.
Day five.
The two prepared in advance.
Li Yang was released, and the sealing part was sitting at the entrance of the cave.
Wei Siyu hid in the dense grass, urging the 'Void Monument Hand' at any time.
Zhong Yan used the 'sky splitting technique' to hide in the void.
After testing, he found that the 'Void Splitting Technique' was more advanced than the 'Void Concealment' technique.
Can't feel it from the outside.
But in this secret realm, when the laws are unstable, it will take one breath longer to use the 'Void Splitting Technique' to hide than the 'Void Concealment' before you are forced to fall out of the void.
Less than seven days.
Ten minutes at noon.
Zhong Yan sensed the rapid approach of four auras, sent a voice warning, and dived into the void.
next moment.
A rainbow flew over and the four of them landed on the plains of the valley.
Li Yang stood up and stood at the entrance of the cave and shouted: "Second Elder!"
The four of them looked at it at the same time.
With a buzzing sound, five-finger palm prints appeared in the sky and fell down instantly.
Zhao Feng's pupils shrank, and he directly dragged Tianlinggen to move sideways to avoid it.
Wu Hui, another woman who had completed Foundation Establishment, also ducked out of the way immediately and struck a palm wind towards the middle-aged man on the eighth floor.
A slight difference is a thousand miles away.
With just one more step, the eighth-level middle-aged man was unable to completely escape the attack range. He was hit by the 'Void Monument Hand' on half of his body, causing blood to bleed from his mouth and nose, and he fell deep into the pit without knowing whether he was alive or dead.
With a passive blow, the consummation cultivator's secret power, which was ready to attack, could not be resisted by the eighth level.
Wei Siyu rose into the sky and attacked Wu Hui.
the other side.
Zhao Feng, who was dragging Qi Lou, seemed to be sent under the muzzle of Zhong Yan's gun. Less than three feet away, the void cracked, and with the sound of the phoenix, a divine light suddenly appeared.
Fengtian's nine-slash killing form!
A cold light flashed in his eyes, and the hair on Zhao Feng's hair and beard stood on end. He let out a low roar, green light burst out from his body, turned his head to dodge, and shook his palm high in the sky.
Bang! Boom boom boom~
The magical powers collided, the vitality energy exploded, and a strand of white hair was cut off by the sword light.
Zhao Feng looked at his opponent intently, feeling surprised and suspicious. He looked familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was because he had never been in contact with him and had only seen Zhong Yan's portrait.
However, the woman who had completed the foundation construction cried out: "Wei Siyu! Little bitch, even if your master comes, you have to call me senior. How dare you make a sneak attack? You simply don't know whether to live or die!"
As they spoke, the two women had already collided with more than a dozen magical powers, and their figures flickered high in the sky.
After being reminded by his junior sister, Zhao Feng's thoughts started to change. He suddenly understood, but was even more shocked and unbelievable.
"It's you! Zhong Yan!"
So strong? !
Chi chi chi~
Boom boom boom~
Zhong Yan rotated his body, using the 'Ten Thousand Swords Beacon Fire' to clear the way, and the Ye family's 'Qingling Seal' printed every inch, heading straight for the opposite door.
Zhao Feng's beard and hair were spread out, his body was protected by a green light, and he was surrounded by six flying swords. He pointed his fingers like swords, and he was calm and composed.
Chichichi~duhduh~ding ding ding~
Blue and red brilliance are flying all over the sky, criss-crossing, evenly divided.
"Senior Zhao, you are not talented. Just ask for advice and eat my coffin!"
Zhong Yan stood down from a high position and activated stronger metallic energy. Golden light bloomed all over his body, like a god of war. He made a hand gesture in an instant, activated the "Dou Zi Jue" crazily, and condensed a giant coffin to smash it over.
"Young boy with a yellow mouth, you are very courageous. I will try your strength today!"
Zhao Feng narrowed his eyes and kicked Qi Lou next to him. At the same time, he folded his hands and the vitality in his body spurted out, turning into a giant sword and shooting straight into the sky.
boom!
The sword slashed the sarcophagus and both exploded.
A loud noise shook the mountains and fields.
The energy turned into ripples, spreading in all directions in waves visible to the naked eye, clouds flying, and the void seemed to collapse along with it.
Zhong Yan flipped upside down high in the air and had to do countless somersaults before he could stabilize his body.
There was blood from the corner of his mouth, but he was in high spirits and dived down with a loud laugh.
"As expected of an old-timer!"
Zhao Feng was also thrown away, turning into green light and shooting backwards in a diagonal direction. He did not stop retreating until he hit the mountain in the valley.
Qi and blood surged in his body, his organs trembled, and his throat felt sweet. He resisted vomiting blood, stood up, reached out to grab the void, and faced the attack with a big halberd in hand.
"Junior, you can be called an outstanding person. If I give you some more time, maybe I can really overturn this day. I will kill you today and restore peace to the northwest!"
The two people were more than ten feet apart, turning into two streams of light shooting high in the sky. Attacks were flying all over the sky, energy was raging, and they said something out loud from time to time.
Zhong Yan: "The wind is strong in winter, don't flash your tongue, it will damage the reputation of your senior."
Zhao Feng: "I have practiced cultivation for nearly two hundred years. You are so proud of yourself after this battle. Wait until I behead you and put your head on sale at the top of Qingyang City!"
Zhong Yan: “It’s such a big statement!”
Zhao Feng: "Junior, stop being crazy!"
Boom boom boom~ The valley was filled with vital energy all day long, as if it was about to penetrate the cang.
As for the seven-story Qilou who was pushed open first, he was stunned by the aftermath and smashed into the grass.
Another place, the edge of the valley.
The woman Wu Hui was shocked when she heard the name 'Zhong Yan'.
The violent collision that followed shocked her even more. She turned around and couldn't believe that it was the arrogant young cultivator who was rumored to be a bit arrogant.
Seeing Zhong Yan, who showed his seventh-level aura, fighting evenly with his senior brother, Wu Hui felt awe-struck and did not dare to hold back at all, preparing to kill his opponent and go to help.
A bronze mirror hung above her head, with strands of yellow light hanging down to protect her body. She held a snake staff in her left hand and waved it continuously. Her right hand gathered her energy to cooperate with her. She attacked fiercely and gained the upper hand, forcing Wei Siyu to continue to retreat.
At the same time, she did not forget to use crazy output and carry out verbal psychological attacks.
"Little bitch, I heard that your master is having an affair with that Zhong Yan, the little monk who is committed to the foundation of Dzogchen and is dedicated to refining qi. He is really horny and promiscuous!"
"If you weren't so hungry and thirsty that you couldn't control yourself, how could you do such a thing of not being selective about food and coercing the younger ones!"
"You little bitch, you seven peaks are really from the same origin. You all like old cows to eat young grass!"
"Little bitch, I didn't expect you to be more slutty than your master!"
"You must have lost your mind after being abandoned by others. You actually robbed your own brother-in-law. How shameless!"
"Oh no, you should do it secretly. It's exciting to do it secretly!"
"..."
Wei Siyu's pretty face turned red, and her chest heaved with anger. How could she be so talented as she was and could even retaliate with swear words, let alone such unpleasant and filthy words.
I have long heard that Wu Hui of the Five Elements Sect was the most venomous woman in the Yan Kingdom. Today I have learned the lesson, and it is even worse than the rumors.
At this moment, she really wanted Liu Mei to suddenly appear. With Liu Mei's powerful mouth, she would be able to squirt all over her body!
"Tsk, tsk, it's a silver nest, Qifeng? Hehe, it's better to call it Yinfeng!"
"But it's understandable. That Zhong Yan's fighting ability is pretty good, and his body and bones are not bad. I think one person can make all of you seven peaks scream!"
"Hey~ Look at your delicate and serious appearance, I really can't imagine that you little bitch is sitting on him with your hair disheveled and shaking your head."
Wei Siyu's breath was stagnant. What was hateful was that the picture actually appeared in his mind. His mood was unstable, and he was shaken by the violent aftermath of the energy, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Those who didn't know, thought he was vomiting blood due to anger.
Wu Hui sneered again and again, taking advantage of the victory, the attacks became faster and fiercer, falling like raindrops, and the pressure was so great that Wei Siyu retreated step by step, and blood continued to bleed from the corners of her mouth.
"Siyu, little bitch, you can't do it. Hurry up, your junior sister is queuing up behind you!"
"Hey, dear, it's not Yuan Zhiqing, it's that big bitch Su Yue."
"Good guys! You Qifeng are really good! Be careful not to drain them dry!"
"It's rare to see such a handsome pretty girl."
Phew~
Blood spurted out, and Wei Siyu flew upside down like a kite with its string broken.
'Small, I am a hundred years older than you, and have walked more roads than you have ever eaten. Attack me sneakily and seek death, hum! '
A sarcastic smile appeared on Wu Hui's lips, preparing for a thunderous strike to kill him.
She jumped ten feet into the air, holding the snake staff in both hands and raising it high. Her energy surged and condensed, and she was about to fall to the ground.
But at this time.
A voice came.
"Old witch, look at my big stick!"
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