As long as I run fast, threats cannot catch up with me, which is really a good way to save my life.
Pei Xihe clicked his tongue twice in his heart, shook his head with a smile, stepped out of this small world, and left the Xianque Tower, but he happened to run into a male cultivator holding a sword.
His figure is quite handsome, he is dressed in blue and white plain clothes, and the long sword in his right hand is wrapped in a sheath. It is none other than Xu Xun.
The road between enemies is narrow.
His eyes were full of complex expressions, as if he was about to step into the Xianque Tower, when he saw Pei Xihe's figure emerging, and then he stopped.
Pei Xihe could easily deduce his current thoughts, raised the corners of his lips slightly, and said.
"I will definitely get back that sword from fellow Daoist Xu. If you want to do it now, I can also accompany you."
Pei Xihe has always been the most vindictive. Xu Xun once slashed her with a sword in the Xianque Tower. She was only at the peak of her realm at that time. She was not sure of winning unless she used her own magical powers and many other trump cards.
But now that she has entered the third realm, her magic power has greatly increased. If Xu Xun can't recognize the situation, she will naturally have grievances and revenge.
Xu Xun's expression froze when he heard Pei Xihe's aggressive attitude.
Now he has heard of her reputation as the 'Big Dark Horse of Zhao'. Even though Xu Xun is pretentious, he also knows that he is only on the list of more than 73,000 people. How fair is it to be on the immortal list?
If it were to be a real fight now, he would definitely lose hastily and bring humiliation upon himself.
Xu Xun's face was stiff, and without saying a word, he turned his head and walked into the fairy tower.
Sooner or later, when he has finished his life and advanced to the ninth realm, he will definitely be among the top 100 on the list and compete for the top three seats in the Imperial Academy!
Pei Xihe didn't care much about this little incident. If he got into his hands during the dispute that day, he would be taught a lesson.
But if she had nothing to do, she wouldn't bother to waste time on this person.
Cha Cha's magical powers have improved, she is in a good mood, and she doesn't care about trivial matters.
Pei Xihe summoned the fairy puppet, and a ball flew out from her sleeve. Liuliuba immediately transformed into the villain and landed on her shoulder.
"I wonder what the master's orders are?"
Pei Xihe asked.
"Which academic officer is coming for the next lecture on Taoism? What is the content?"
Sixty-sixty-eight eyes flashed with light, and after checking, he reported back.
"Returning to the master, it is the Immortal Anyuan who will talk about 'the method of the ferocious beast Taotie to circulate the evil energy and the reflection of the monks to circulate the magic power'."
There are always some immortal academic officials who like to study some unfamiliar methods and theories. Pei Xihe shook his head slightly.
Taotie belongs to the demon clan no matter what, and she herself is a fellow practitioner of the three realms of spirits, demons and demons. When it comes to how they reflect each other, Pei Xihe is the master.
Went but it was a waste of time.
Sure enough, Liuliuba then said: "According to the anonymous review of 318 bachelors, the average satisfactory score for this course is three points. Currently, there are only seven bachelors who have reported to listen."
This 30% must be due to sympathy.
There are also differences in the teachings of Shangxian. Some are popular and some are not interested in others. This is normal.
"I think Anyuan Shangxian belongs to the beast control sect, and there are very few monks practicing this way, so that's why."
"Yes, the master is really smart and can guess this."
This fairy puppet machine is actually like a living person, and it also has a smooth tongue to please people.
Pei Xihe continued: "Then I will retreat for me this time."
"Which academic officers will teach next?"
Six hundred and sixty-eight reported according to the investigation.
"The Method of Cultivation of Spiritual Bamboo in the Way of Wood" written by Shuoli Shangxian.
"The Sound of Demonic Rhythm" by Ming Sheng Shangxian.
Pei Xihe is not good at the wood path, and prefers the fire path because of his bloodline and spiritual roots.
As for the latter, Ming Sheng, a cultivator of the Demonic Way, was a person who entered the Taoism through music and music, but Pei Xihe was not interested in playing music with silk and bamboo, so he could not attend both lectures.
"Push it all away."
Pei Xihe shook his head and said.
In this case, it is better to save time and refine the two second-grade elixirs obtained earlier.
After making up her mind, Pei Xihe headed towards Yukong, where his cave abode was, and had a lot of expectations for this second-grade elixir.
The treasures of the upper three grades are all extraordinary, and the medicinal power among them is so pure that even after eight or nine years of refining, it is just ordinary.
But Pei Xihe has the power of Sun True Fire, so he can naturally shorten this time. After careful calculation, half a month should be enough.
…
In the Taiguang Heavenly Domain, there are boundless forests, and all living things fall within them.
But suddenly the spiritual energy roared between the heaven and the earth, and it quickly formed a huge hand seal and fell towards it.
"Bang!"
However, in just two or three breaths, all the original mountain forests were destroyed, and the mountains were broken, stones rolled down, and a large amount of smoke and dust was released.
The tall trees were broken, branches and leaves fell in all directions, and were crushed into the mud. The green juice was mixed with the dust and mud.
There were also creatures that lived in the forest, whether they were ordinary people or those with cultivation, all of them could not escape this palm. All their muscles and bones exploded and their flesh and blood turned into mud.
There seemed to be a majestic voice murmuring in the sky.
"Damn fox."
"So cunning."
After all his breath had dissipated and everything was silent, he saw another human figure emerging in the air, his expression dull.
The mud ball between his brows flickered slightly, and his thought power was like a sea surge, boundless and boundless. He examined them all, then snorted coldly and fled away from this place.
At this point, in the mess, there was a faint platinum halo, revealing a white-furred fox. He looked around warily, and suddenly a magical force suddenly fell from the sky, trying to annihilate it on the spot!
The monk looked old and decrepit before, but now his eyes glowed fiercely.
"What a celestial fox. It cut off its tail and entered it, accepted the inheritance, and now it has reached the fairyland. Is this borrowing the magic power of your ancestors?"
The tail of the fox suddenly moved behind it, as if it had been stabbed in the wound. It looked extremely ferocious and roared at it.
The magic power in his body suddenly exploded, and it turned out to be the magic power of the fairyland. He barely protected himself from being wiped out in front of him, and was about to escape.
The old woman appeared in front of him instantly and snorted coldly.
"Used to use the remains left by the divine fox to help me practice? But in my eyes, it's still just a drop in the ocean."
"Die."
With a wave of her hand, silver space ripples spread across a large area. Such waves produced a terrifying killing and cutting force, completely tearing the white fox into a pool of flesh and mud, which was extremely bloody.
In this way, she was finally devastated, and her magic power turned into fireworks, burning them all away. She put her hands behind her and walked away slowly.
And after another seven or eight days passed here, I saw a little golden fox emerging from the broken mountain forest, with its big tail swaying and eyes full of sarcasm.
A cunning rabbit has three holes, let alone a fox like him?
Now that he has obtained the inheritance of the Divine Fox, he has used the breath-containing secret method, and also has the Heaven-Deceiving Talisman as a cover-up, the Heavenly Lords behind him should be able to remain silent for hundreds of thousands of years, making it difficult to find any flaws.
After all, the previous white-furred fox was made from part of his genuine flesh, blood, and soul, so there should be no traces of death.
Helian Jiucheng's bright yellow fox eyes were as clear as before, but they were more mature than before, as if he had the overall situation under control.
(End of chapter)
