Xu Yuan's mood was a little complicated.
But no matter what happened in the past, he will probably only be able to use the name Xu Changtian in the future.
"oh...."
Her slightly disappointed voice sounded softly in the dark cave, as if she was a little disappointed that he didn't tell her her real name.
After a few seconds of silence, she whispered:
"Then... you will always use Xu Yuan's name from now on?"
"..."
Xu Yuan?
There was a strange flash in his eyes.
After thinking for a moment, Xu Yuan remembered that there seemed to be a mention of a pseudonym in "Cangyuan", but these three young masters died every time they debuted, and his name never appeared.
At this time, Xu Yuan was a little surprised to learn that his original name was also Xu Yuan.
Is it a coincidence?
Or is it because of something else?
His thoughts diverge and then converge in an instant. Xu Yuan never wastes time on things he can't figure out.
After thinking about this, Xu Yuan said slowly to the woman beside him:
"Mr. Ran, wait a moment..."
"Ran Qingmo."
Da Bingtuozi suddenly interrupted him, his quiet eyes unblinking and very serious:
"My name is Ran Qingmo."
"..."
The air was quiet for a moment, and he looked at her silently in the darkness.
Somewhat dumbfounded, Xu Yuan nodded and smiled, and spoke again:
"Ran Qingmo, after they arrive later, don't say anything. I'll just take care of it."
This time, Da Bingtuozi nodded with satisfaction:
"okay."
After the words fell, both of them stopped talking.
Xu Yuan slowly closed his eyes and entered the cultivation state again.
Because all the spiritual springs have been absorbed into the Sumeru Ring, the source energy in the cave has gradually begun to become thinner. However, because the spirit locking formation is still there, the source energy sensed around him still makes Xu Yuan a little nervous. Clicking tongue.
The technique began to run in the meridians, and the source energy sensed around him was gradually absorbed into the body.
The meridians in Xu Yuan's body, which were originally as narrow as the intestines of a sheep, have now turned into broad highways. The ice-blue Yuan Qi that was previously spread all over the inner walls of the meridians was washed away by the previous huge medicinal power.
The source energy floating between heaven and earth entered the meridians and began to transform in the meridians at an almost unobstructed speed.
Just a quarter of an hour,
Xu Yuan then discovered that the energy he had transformed in this little time was already worth his previous week of hard training.
I felt a little emotional and helpless.
Ordinary people can't do things even if they try their best, but they can't match what geniuses do casually.
The mind is completely immersed in cultivation. Only those who have experienced as an ordinary person and tried their best to vaguely sense the thinness of the source energy can understand the terrifying advantages brought by this innate Taoist body.
But soon, Xu Yuan discovered that for some reason the free source energy around him was dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The existence pattern of Yuanqi is similar to that of air, which will continuously flow from "high pressure place" to "low pressure place", refilling the empty places.
But even so, the source of energy in the cave is also passing quickly.
From thick to thin, until only three ounces of weak "qi balls" remained within two feet of his body.
Xu Yuan closed his eyes and frowned slightly, controlling his mind and soul to explore.
When an ordinary person first enters cultivation, his mind and soul can only sense the weak source energy less than one foot around his body. In addition, he cannot sense the flow of source energy or the supplement of source energy.
The terror of the innate soul body was once again reflected at this time. Xu Yuan's sensing range was not only wider now, but he could also clearly detect the flow direction of the source energy.
As his spirit soul explored, Xu Yuan sensed that the dissipated source energy in the cave was flowing to a position one meter away from him.
"..." Xu Yuan.
Stop the exercise, open your eyes and look.
Ran Qingmo was sitting next to him with his eyes closed.
All the Yuan Qi in the cave was snatched away by her.
And he couldn't grab this big ice lump at all.
With his eyes twinkling slightly, Xu Yuan shook his head gently, stopped practicing and leaned against the stone wall with his eyes closed to rest.
He somewhat understood why Ran Qingmo was able to reach the level of Grand Master at such a young age.
She practices all the time.
Whether it is in the Buddhist hall when we first met, or when we woke up from hypothermia in a cave, or when we were hiking in the Wanxing Mountains to rest.
As long as she is sitting cross-legged with her eyes closed, she is practicing.
Geniuses who work hard are real geniuses.
Thinking of this, Xu Yuan's thoughts suddenly stopped, and he recalled the eldest brother in his mind.
That guy doesn't seem to have practiced much, right?
In his childhood memories, he would play with his elder brother who was ten years older than him all day long.
Although Xu Changge looked reluctant, he would still accompany him, often for the whole day.
In these memories, I did not see Xu Changge stopping to sit cross-legged to practice.
When Xu Yuan's thoughts were diverging,
Ran Qingmo, who was sitting next to him, quietly opened his eyes and said in a cold voice:
"coming."
Xu Yuan immediately came back to his senses and his eyes focused.
next moment,
"boom!!!!"
Rubbles flew, and the hard stone wall of the cave was directly blasted by external forces to create a large hole more than ten meters deep. Sunlight penetrated into the house from the entrance of the cave, instantly dispelling all the darkness here.
In the sunlight that penetrated, several figures were faintly visible.
It seemed that they were afraid of Ran Qingmo's strength, so they did not enter the small cave rashly.
A moment of silence,
A cold and hoarse female voice came from outside the cave.
"Mr. Ran, please come out."
The sound resounded throughout the cave.
Silence for a second,
Ran Qingmo silently picked up his sword, stood up and walked out of the cave.
Xu Yuan directly reached out and grabbed her wrist.
She looked back at the exchange, and Xu Yuan shook his head gently at her.
At this point in time, with the strength of his cheap eldest brother, he can kill this big ice lump with one blow.
Ran Qingmo was silent for two seconds, but still stood there obediently.
Xu Yuan stood up slowly, patted his bloody robe, and said:
"Mr. Ran didn't hurt me. Don't attack her and let her leave."
"..."
Hearing Xu Yuan's voice, no one outside the cave spoke.
Seeing this, Xu Yuan also walked towards the outside of the cave.
The blasted cave was about ten meters long, with rubble everywhere, and the boots made a clicking sound when stepped on it.
Walking to the entrance of the cave and standing still, Xu Yuan squinted his eyes and poured Yuan Qi into his eyes to adapt to the sunlight outside.
Xu Yuan raised his hand and gently stroked his neck, and saw four figures standing in the sky outside.
A man with an unshaven beard, a well-dressed woman with a high ponytail, a bald donkey, and a masked woman wearing a tight black dress with two white arms exposed.
Xu Yuan's eyes were fixed on the last masked woman.
He remembered her.
This woman was the shadow who stood beside Xu Changge and handed him the murder weapon when he was about to beat him.
Ying'er glanced at Xu Yuan with indifferent eyes and whispered:
"Zhou Chen, take away the third young master."
"...."
Zhou Chen glanced at the third young master standing at the entrance of the cave, and shook his head helplessly.
This bloody robe is quite handsome, but what this dandy third son says...who will listen to it?
Killing Ran Qingmo was the eldest son's order.
thinking,
Zhou Chen dodged and flew towards Xu Yuan, so fast that Xu Yuan could not see clearly.
But halfway through the flight, Zhou Chen's figure suddenly froze, and he hung in the air with a frown on his face.
As far as the eye can see,
Weird wisps of blood-red source energy appeared on the palm of the good-for-nothing Third Young Master caressing his neck, coiling around his own white neck.
The moment Zhou Chen dodged, strands of blood were already seeping out from his neck.
Xu Yuan stroked his neck gently, looked around the four people again, and repeated word by word:
"I said,
"Let Mr. Ran leave."
Feeling the warmth of the blood on his neck, Xu Yuan felt that if he could be absolutely rational, he should take this opportunity to get rid of the big ice lump at this moment.
In this way, his identity will naturally be completely confirmed without any flaws.
But Xu Yuan can't.
Maybe he and she would conflict over some things in the future, but it must not be now.
It doesn’t matter whether it’s a holy mother or a licking dog.
Even if you can't repay kindness as a human being, at least you can't repay kindness with hatred.
She helped him so much along the way and silently helped him so much in the cave. If it weren't for her, he would have died just because of the inability to solve the disease.
Ran Qingmo stood in the cave with his sword in hand, staring at the bloody back standing at the entrance of the cave, his red lips pursed slightly...
"..."
The clouds and mist were shrouded, and at the foot was the abyss of the cliff hanging from the sky. The entrance of the cave suddenly fell into deathly silence.
After Ying'er saw the blood-red energy, a trace of surprise flashed in her cold eyes, but she soon returned to normal:
"Third Young Master, we want to save you, what do you mean?"
Xu Yuan looked at him slightly and said softly:
"There is no conflict between saving me and letting Mr. Ran go."
After a brief conversation, the cave entrance fell into silence again.
For the four people standing in the sky outside the cave, it was indeed unexpected that the Third Young Master had Yuan Qi in his body, but for their level of cultivation, this was nothing.
It's very simple to knock out the third young master and take him away. It's just a matter of avoiding him.
But the problem is that no one knows what skills the Third Young Master has practiced during this period, and they don't know whether the bloody Yuan Qi coiled around the Third Young Master's neck will go berserk after the Third Young Master is knocked unconscious.
It is true that the difference in strength allows them to use their own Yuan Qi to suppress it before it goes berserk.
but,
What if?
If things don't go as expected and something happens to the Third Young Master, who will bear the responsibility?
If the third young master died in his own hands, it would be equivalent to being buried with the whole family.
No one dares to take this responsibility.
I don’t know how long the stalemate in the atmosphere will last.
A sigh suddenly came slowly from the top of the cliff.
It was very light, but it fell clearly into the ears of everyone present.
The sigh falls,
A voice as gentle as jade sounded:
"Ying'er, if Mr. Ran wants to leave, just let her leave and bring Changtian up."
