Ximen Haiyao stood outside Dingting Pavilion, wearing a Guangluo skirt, with a deserted face.

"The master took you in because he saw you pitiful. If you can't get good results in the Six Sects, you don't need to take action. I will bomb you down the mountain first to avoid ruining the reputation of the master."

He curled his confusion. Li Xianyuan's black eyes slightly condensed, and he looked at Ximen Haiyao's expression.

If you look closely, Ximen Haiyao's eyebrows are indistinct, her skin is white, and her crystal jade is a bone. She can be regarded as a stunning beauty in the world, like a banished immortal descending to the earth.

"...what are you looking at?" Ximen Haiyao was slightly uncomfortable, and the trace of fairy aura disappeared without a trace.

"Senior brother wants to provoke me, which makes me motivated and strive to be strong?" Li Xianyuan saw it at a glance.

“…”

"Senior brother is working hard." Li Xianyuan said with a tribute: "These six sect competitions are quite important to the junior brother, so he will do his best."

"That's good." Ximen Haiyao nodded slightly to avoid some embarrassment

The atmosphere returned to the beginning, looking at each other speechlessly.

"Is there anything else to do with my senior brother?" After a long time, Li Xianyuan spoke.

"It's okay." Taking advantage of this, Ximen Haiyao turned around and left.

After his eyes disappeared from the wall with Ximen Haiyao, he turned back. Li Xianyuan looked at the miscellaneous room not far away.

"Master, how long do you have to peek at the disciple?"

"You kid, you have a keen sense of spiritual consciousness." A chuckle came and a figure appeared behind the room.

Ning Jiya was wearing a plain-faced brocade magnolia skirt, with long hair like dark clouds and a green phoenix hairpin tied to her cloudy hairpin, with a beautiful and gorgeous face. Her skin was white and red, like a girl. No one could guess that she was in her eighties.

I think this is also the reason why mortals envy immortal cultivation. But youth is always there, so who doesn’t want to.

"Master, you have a high level of cultivation, and your disciple feels a vague sense of oppression. No one in this mansion will give me this feeling." Li Xianyuan stood up and saluted Ning Jiya who was walking down.

Ning Jiya's smile was springy, and there were a few girls' tones, which made Li Xianyuan lose his mind.

"You know I'm here, that's not a peek."

Then he realized that it was inappropriate to so many disciples. He coughed lightly and turned back to the dignified and elegant beautiful woman, brightly lustful.

Ning Jiya said: "This child Haiyao grew up on the mountain from me since childhood. She doesn't understand the world. She is different from you, the little marquis who is doing well in the mortal world."

"Did you understand?" Li Xianyuan was slightly stunned.

"You three friends told me when they returned to the mountain, why don't you know?"

In Miaoyinfang, Situ Yanran revealed Li Xianyuan's identity and wanted to reveal it to the master after coming back and forth.

Li Xianyuan turned around and asked, "Master, you just came back?"

Ning Jiya nodded and said, "Well. When my teacher saw your senior brother coming to you, he was curious to come and take a look. Haiyao is also interested. But you are one month away from the Six Sects Competition, so you have confidence."

Li Xianyuan just bowed and said, "I think there is no big problem."

Ning Jiya heard this and smiled at the corner of her lips: "It seems that Xianyuan is quite confident.

Li Xianyuan thought about it seriously, nodded, and shook her head again.

After a few more conversations, Ning Jiya asked Li Xianyuan to walk around Yangqing Peak. It would be of no benefit to stay in Lingcao Garden all day and not understand the world.

Li Xianyuan agreed. As for whether this will happen, it may not be possible.

Ning Jiya left, Li Xianyuan sat down cross-legged and pondered carefully.

Now that I have the fifth level of Qi refining. I should be able to barely refining Qi in one month. There are two more yang Qi pills left. If I have good luck, I may reach the ninth level after using two of the cultivation room. The least it is also the eighth level. It is one step away from foundation building.

However, breaking the realm is not enough to achieve the level of cultivation, but it requires an opportunity. It may be that once the cultivation reaches, it will be natural to enter the foundation building. It may also be that it will be difficult to stay in seclusion for several months and cannot be obtained, so it needs to go down the mountain to experience it.

This varies from person to person, and it depends entirely on the number of days. Li Xianyuan doesn't want to put his bet on luck.

Therefore, if you want to step into foundation building before the Sixth School Competition, there is little chance of it.

And the strength of the ninth level of Qi refining is the first to be the first.

Only by consuming cultivation and refining the second sword can you be a little sure.

Thinking of this, his throat suddenly felt a strange itch. Li Xianyuan couldn't help but cough, and a few bloody colors appeared on his pale cheeks.

"Cough cough cough cough cough..."

The cough was severe, and Li Xianyuan reached out to grab the tea cup. After drinking it all, he choked. The tea mixed with blood and coughed out, scattered on the mud outside the pavilion.

After a while, Li Xianyuan supported the ground with both hands, and his black eyes were condensed under his messy hair. The blood in the tea on the ground was conspicuous.

Once again…the last time was a month ago.

Intensifying.

After hesitating for a moment, Li Xianyuan sat up slightly, wiped off the water stains on his lips. He reached into his arms and took out a white jade bottle.

The life-enhancing pill that Ning Jiya asked for for him was in the bottle.

It is harmful but useless to delay it for a long time. Li Xianyuan delayed it for two months and finally chose to owe the master this favor.

For the sake of the devil, Situ Yanran was waiting for him.

It shakes slightly, and there is a shaking inside. Pull it open the bottle plug and pour it out. A round green ball bottle rolls out and falls into the palm of Li Xianyuan's palm.

The green pills are pure and fragrant, and they are plain and elegant.

Put the empty bottle on the table, Li Xianyuan pinched the green ball with two fingers and put it in his mouth.

It melted without entering the mouth, only a hint of coolness. After sucking it gently, the green pill was swallowed by him.

One breath...two breaths...

Time passes, Li Xianyuan is waiting to see what the effect of Qingwan will be.

Mutational bulge!

Li Xianyuan was struck by lightning, her whole body trembled, and her face suddenly turned pale! She knelt on the ground with her lower abdomen, and her internal organs seemed to be entangled.

Qing Pills are like highly toxic substances. Wherever they pass, blood boils and muscles are entangled.

The nausea and pain surged. Li Xianyuan let out a wow and retching.

"vomit--"

The tea I had drunk before poured out from my mouth and nose, and I had not eaten yet, so I had nothing but tea.

After vomiting for more than ten days, Li Xianyuan supported the ground with one hand, his saliva flowed into thin lines, his hair was messy, and his black eyes were slightly red afterwards. It was rare to see him in such a mess.

Another dry retching, a green pill was suddenly spit out, and the bones rolled out of the pavilion.

Sui Qingwan vomited, and the colic was reduced sharply. Li Xianyuan sat up, shook her back and leaned back for a few times, and her back hit the table.

squeak--

With the sound of teeth, the low table was knocked away, the teapot was lying down, and the tea water spilled all over the floor.

He forced himself to sit cross-legged. Li Xianyuan pursed her thin lips, her face was bloodless.

Qingwan cannot be fake. The master cannot harm himself. In this case, it can only be...

The life-enhancing pill... is useless to you.

That's true. If the broken spirit roots only need pills to prolong life, then the cultivation world will not be able to see the broken spirit root monk. Hei and white impermanence will not look at Li Xianyuan with the eyes of the dead, and even say it to save trouble. Let's detain you to the underworld first.

There is no cure.

The sound of spreading its wings suddenly came to his ears, and a fairy crane flapped its wings, came from the sky, and fell into the Lingcao Garden. His slender neck was tilted toward the pavilion, he sat on Li Xianyuan with his strength, turned his neck and looked at the green ball on the ground.

This thing attracts it.

"Cry!"
Chapter completed!