Xia Huanxiang woke up from pain.
It felt like her jaw hurt, her cheeks hurt, and her back molars also hurt.
It hurt so much that she wanted to scream, and even more wanted to hit someone.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, look, she is such a rare beauty." An unpleasant and unfamiliar voice suddenly sounded.
Xia Wanwan opened his eyes a little, and saw first a tattooed arm, and then a dark tattooed face.
I really didn’t want to watch it a second time after watching it the first time.
Astonishingly ugly.
Xia Huanwan lowered his eyes, and then realized that the ugly man's flowery arms were pinching his face.
Xia Huanxiang quickly raised his eyes and looked back at this ugly man. What's going on? !
Probably because her eyes were too sharp, the ugly man with the tattoo noticed that she was awake. The next second, he pinched her cheek and lifted it up like a plastic bag, and said teasingly: "Oh, it's already exciting when you close your eyes. When I opened my eyes, I couldn't help but want to taste what it was like. Monk Futan, don't say I've treated you badly."
taste? Which taste?
eat human?
Lost his head!
Xia Huanxiang's movements were faster than his brain. He raised his right hand and a flash of white light flashed across his eyes instantly.
This time, he directly responded to the sentence "White goes in and red comes out." The next second, the tattooed man howled and staggered back, but his flowered arms did not follow his body. The son stepped back and fell in front of Xia Huanxiang with a thud.
Xia Delusion: Damn, disgusting!
"You...!" After the tattooed man stabilized his figure, he stared at Xia Huanxiang with splitting eyes.
Xia Huanxiang ignored him and moved his eyes from the flowered arm separated from the tattooed man to his right hand.
I don't know when I grasped a sword in my right hand. The sword was long and slender and made of white jade. However, the white jade sword was now covered in red spots, like plum blossoms falling on the snow.
Xia Huanxiang temporarily extracted two elements: ancient times and swords.
"Who are you!?" The tattooed man asked with a roar.
Ask fart. She hasn't received her identity information yet!
However, the tattooed man obviously didn't really want to know who Xia Huanxiang was, and he said next, "Bai Suojian!! Are you Jiuqing's apprentice!?" After saying that, the tattooed man's eyes changed, and the only remaining One arm made a claw shape and came directly towards Xia Huanxiang.
What rushed over was a gust of demonic wind.
That expression and eyes all revealed the message that Xia was going to die in delusion.
Of course, Na Xia's delusion could not be left to his own devices. Although it was too late to figure out what was going on at the moment, he did not hinder his body's instincts and directly stopped the tattooed man's attack with a horizontal movement of the long sword in his hand.
He wants her dead, isn't that a coincidence? She didn't want him to live either! Her face, mandible, and back molars all still hurt!
There was a crackle, and Xia Huanxiang thought it would not be difficult to deal with a one-armed man, but he didn't expect that the opponent was quite capable of fighting.
But what she didn't know was that the other party didn't expect her to be so good at fighting. And it seemed that no one would win if the fight continued. The tattooed man hesitated for a moment, then quickly made a decision. After a feint, he immediately broke through the door and fled.
Just as Xia Huanxiang was about to chase after him, a voice stopped her: "Donor."
After a pause, Xia Huan tried to follow the sound, only to realize that there was a third person present.
A bald monk in a half-worn gray robe sat cross-legged by the mottled wall. After his eyes met hers, he said in a calm tone: "No need to chase him, you can't catch him."
So Xia Huanxiang turned to him with his sword in hand, walked closer and asked, "Are you with him or with me?" Looking at his appearance, he was pretty and his features were like those of Buddha. He looked like a good person, but he was not a good person. Appearance.
As soon as he finished asking, he heard a patriotic voice: "Boss, I'm here."
They all forgot about this auxiliary system.
As soon as Patriot was in place, he didn't even bother to take a breath. He immediately threw himself into the work and said to Xia Huan: "Boss, this is Monk Fu Tan from Hanshan Temple. The world calls him the Son of Buddha." The Son of Buddha knew that Well, he is an old and powerful person.
Buddha? Is her son as powerful as her?
However, after knowing the identity of the monk, Xia Huanxiang realized that the man with the tattoo had indeed shouted the word "Fu Tan" just now.
Futan smiled slightly and answered Xia Huanxiang's question: "None of them."
Xia Huanxiang said "Yeah", and then said to Aiguo: "Keep an eye on him." She took two seconds to sort out her memory.
"Okay boss."
It turns out that this is the world of cultivating immortals.
Just like what the tattooed man said just now, she is the apprentice of a man named Jiuqing.
This Jiuqing is the guardian elder of Fenghua Sect. Don't ask her what Jiu Qing looks like, I've never seen him.
However, the name of Lord Jiuqing is resounding throughout the world of immortal cultivation, and everyone will give him a thumbs-down.
Jiuqing has four apprentices, and she ranks third. She is the only female disciple in Jiuqing, and the only one with an unknown name.
The whole world knows that Venerable Jiuqing of the Fenghua Sect has four disciples, the eldest disciple Hongye, the second disciple Song Mo, and the youngest disciple Xiao Ruo. They are all elegant and profound in cultivation. Why? Who is the other female apprentice? Jiu Qing's female apprentice seems to have only done one thing that is famous everywhere, and that is to inherit Jiu Qing's Bai Suo sword, and nothing else.
No wonder the man with the tattoo just recognized the sword and knew whose apprentice she was. It turns out that every sword is more famous than her.
Then Xia Huanxiang recalled her three fellow disciples. As expected, they were both good-looking and capable.
So why is she not famous? Maybe it has something to do with the fact that she hasn't received any guidance from a master since she started? From the time she started practicing to the current stage of golden elixir, it was the two senior brothers above who taught her. Master Jiuqing has been in seclusion since she started and has not left seclusion yet.
But there is a junior brother under her, and that junior brother is also mentored by the two senior brothers... Forget it, skip it.
Besides, this world of cultivating immortals is divided into three realms.
The human world, the heavenly world and the fairy world.
The immortal world is supreme, the human world yearns for it, and the heavenly world also bows to it.
Mortals in the human world have many difficulties in cultivating immortals, and some are born mortals who cannot cultivate as immortals. In the heavenly world, people are born with immortal roots and only need to practice.
The Fenghua Sect she belongs to is located in the human world. It is a very famous sect among the major cultivating sects in the human world.
As for the Hanshan Temple where Monk Futan lives, it is also the largest Buddhist sect in the human world, and its reputation is about the same as that of the Fenghua Sect.
In terms of seniority, Monk Fu Tan was her equal, but in terms of fame, he and Jiu Qing were on the same level, and both were movable signboards of the sect.
She didn't know why this Futan monk was here. She only knew that she was unlucky during her journey to become a monk. She met a demon cultivator on the way and had a big fight over a disagreement. Before her energy could be restored, she was killed by the demon cultivator just now. The tattooed man was plotted.
When you open your eyes again, you'll be here.
