Chapter 140 Xiaohui's Crisis

At this time, in addition to the martial soul of Ram Chen, there is also a petite spirit beast.

Now that the cultivation has increased greatly, you can survive for a long time even if you don't breathe. In the past, it was only the first time for the divine consciousness to enter the ice sword space, and it was the first time for all the body to step into the ice sword space.

Looking at the little beast and Gongyang Chen's sleeping martial soul getting along safely, Zhao Haoran was also relieved. I don't know how long this practice will take. Both Gongyang Chen and the little beast are their relatives, and they must not be surprised.

"Wow, wow" The little beast didn't know what he was dreaming about, so he shouted twice and stopped.

Zhao Haoran touched the smooth fur on its body, took out hundreds of soul stones and put them beside it, which were enough for it to devour for decades.

The ice sword space is a whole series of space transformed by Gong Yang Chen. It has sufficient aura and is certainly an excellent choice to cultivate in it. Unfortunately, Zhao Haoran's cultivation has not reached the point where there is no need to breathe, so this idea can only be given up.

Fortunately, this flying crane school seems to have been inherited for a long time. After many generations of careful arrangement, the aura is barely acceptable, and Zhao Haoran is mainly here to digest the thousand-year cultivation given to him by Dayan Zhenjun, but a master at the level of soul saint cultivation for thousands of years, relying on Zhao Haoran's current cultivation I'm afraid it will take thousands of years to fully turn into itself.

Sitting cross-legged on the futon, Zhao Haoran soon entered a fixed state.

In such a state, it is extremely difficult for others to get twice the result with half the effort, but Zhao Haoran's epiphany in Sanskrit has gained a lot. One of them is that it is extremely easy to enter, which has never been told by outsiders, and no one will know.

If the aura of heaven and earth is an iron weapon, then Zhao Haoran is a magnetic magnet at this time. The aura from all directions surges to each other and reflects the fog surrounded by the martial soul in his body, which looks extremely gorgeous.

Under the cover of the array, all this is going on quietly. No one knows that there is a soul with profound cultivation hidden underneath.

The birds sing continuously in the morning, and the Flying Crane School is like spring all year round, which also has a lot to do with the abundance of aura. Many soul people want to worship the Flying Crane School. Unfortunately, the number of people that a sect can accommodate is limited, so the Flying Crane School has always been extremely strict in recruiting disciples.

Now it is a ten-year recruitment, and the lowest disciples of the sect are the busiest, and no one dares to neglect them at all.

Although the elders are busy practicing all year round, they still occasionally come out to walk around when recruiting apprentices, because it is possible to meet talented disciples at this time. It is also the wish of all the disciples of the Feihe Sect to be accepted as apprentices by the elders, but the elders rarely accept apprentices. If they realize it well at this time, they may still There is a chance.

Xiaohui's cultivation reached Jiuxing, and he looked more and more beautiful. The disciples who came to report couldn't help looking at it, but quickly took it back. If he offended the senior sister, he would suffer in the future.

"Xiaohui, if you follow me, you don't need to do this kind of thing in the future, and you can get my grandfather's guidance. The speed of cultivation will be much faster than you now." The speaker was a young man with an oily head and pink face, staring straight at Xiaohui, as if he wanted to swallow her.

Xiaohui frowned, "Brother Bai, I'm sorry, I understand your kindness, and I can't afford it."

"You..." Brother Bai was very angry, "Don't be ignorant of praise, don't blame me..."

"Ah! Who? Get out of here."

The white bear touched the swollen piece on his head, his angry eyes swept around, and most of the disciples avoided his sight.

The white bear is nothing to be afraid of. His cultivation is just nine stars, and he has been smashed with elixirs. He has no real ability at all, but his grandfather is still the second elders of the Flying Crane School. Usually, the dragon can't see his head and tail, and he is extremely protective of his shortcomings. If the white bear suffers any grievances, these two elders will He came forward to help and even killed several well-cultivated disciples of the Flying Crane School. No one dared to offend him again.

White bear is quite proud. So many people are afraid of him. It seems that he is really famous.

A woman in a white veil came not far away, and Xiaohui rushed up and ran up, "Master, why are you here?"

Bai Xiong hesitated for a moment and came up, "Uncle Wu, I want to marry Xiaohui. I don't know if you can give up your love."

"Get out of here." The white veil woman's face became cold in an instant. "Don't disturb Xiaohui in the future. Even if there are two elders protecting you, you can't do it. One day when the Flying Crane School has me, you can't think of Xiaohui."

The white bear was flat, with a blue face, and left in dismay without saying anything. He knew that he was the one who would suffer losses like this. With the cultivation of a month, the white gauze woman was also a mainstay in the Flying Crane School. She was very unaccustomed with the arrogant style of the two elders, let alone would not pay attention to the white bear.

Leaving the new disciple registration office, Bai Xiong felt more and more uncomfortable. Although the two elders protected him, they killed several disciples, which aroused the dissatisfaction of the elders. Now he has been punished in isolation in the cave.

I don't know when he will get out of the customs, otherwise according to his personality, he can't help marrying Xiaohui's master.

"Alas." The white bear slapped the poplar tree beside him, leaving a deep palm print.

"Xiong'er, what's the matter? What's wrong with you?"

A familiar voice sounded in his ear, and the white bear raised his head in surprise, "Grandpa, you're out."

Bai Ming got up and put on a brown robe, with his long hair on his head coiled into a bun, and his face was full of concern. He loved the only grandson, and the elder punished him to retreat as a cover.

The cultivation in late February, the pillar of the sect, is closed to cover the mouth of everyone. Now Bai Mingqi does not want to miss the recruitment of apprentices once every ten years.

Seeing the bag raised on the white bear's head, Bai Ming's face turned cold, "Are you in trouble?"

Bai Xiong's heart moved. At this time, with the support of his grandfather, Xiaohui had not been captured. He had endured it for so long and cried with a sad face, "Grandpa, it's okay not to mention this matter."

"Who the hell is it?" Bai Mingqi was a little doubtful.

"Grandpa," Bai Xiong paused, "You don't know that no one in our Flying Crane School now pays attention to you. I proposed marriage to Uncle Wu, but I didn't expect her to say..."

The white bear raised his head and his eyes drifted.

Bai Ming frowned and said, "Say, what did she say to me?"

"She said that you are just a pig killer, and I don't deserve her apprentice at all."

"What, come with me." Bai Ming's angry seven orifices are full of smoke.

He was indeed just a mortal pig killer before, and he had the opportunity to become a soul man by chance. However, he was very disgusted with that memory and never wanted others to mention it. He didn't expect that Wu actually poked his pain. How could he not be angry.

White bear is secretly happy. As long as she kills Xiaohui's master, she is not allowed to play with it. When she remembers her tall appearance, the white bear is extremely itchy and must let her know how powerful she is.

"Wu Mei, come out."

Bai Mingqi's voice spread throughout the plum valley, which is the valley cultivated by Wu Mei.

"E elder Bai, my master hasn't returned yet. Please wait a moment." The speaker was Meigu's welcome disciple, who secretly complained in his heart. Looking at Bai Mingqi, he did not seem to come to visit the door. In desperation, he had no choice but to bravely welcome him.

"Get out, I'll go in to find her in person," Bai Ming pushed the welcoming disciple aside, hit the mountain in the distance, and sank deeply.

"Who did I say? It turned out to be Elder Bai. You are really majestic and seriously injured my disciples. You are worthy of being the second elders of the Feihe School." Wu Mei happened to come back from outside with Xiaohui and saw a scene of Bai Mingqi pushing ordinary disciples.

Bai Mingqi didn't care about Wu Mei's sarcasm at all. "Sister Wu, I'm here to propose marriage to you today. My grandson has fallen in love with your apprentice and is ready to choose an auspicious day to get things done."

Bai Mingqi talked about his grandson in order to force Wu Mei to turn against him, so that others had nothing to say.

Wu Mei refused, "No, I absolutely can't agree."

Bai Ming smiled and said, "Oh, why is this? Is it possible that my grandson is not worthy of your apprentice?

"This..." Wu Mei didn't know where to start for a moment. Although she looked down on Bai Mingqi, her strength was quite different. If she said something unpleasant directly, she would inevitably suffer.

"Since Sister Wu has nothing to say, it's settled. Next month's 15th. I think it's a good day." Bai Mingqi's words forced Wu Mei to a dead end.

"E elder Bai, I'm sorry I can't agree. This matter has to be discussed in the long way." Wu Mei saw that Bai Mingqi was deliberately looking for trouble this time, and looked at Bai Xiong's smile and understood it in her heart.

Bai Mingqi pretended to be confused, "Sister Wu, my grandson is sincere about your beloved apprentice. I don't know why you object?"

Xiaohui stood behind Wu Mei and was very anxious, afraid that her master would agree. The white bear was well aware of who the flying crane faction was.

I don't know how many girls have been destroyed in the mortal world. This has become an open secret. There is no female soul who is willing to become his double partner.

It seems that it can't be good. Bai Mingqi clearly has no intention of leaving. I don't know what the white bear said. Bai Mingqi's murder in his eyes can be seen at a glance, which gives Wu Mei a headache.

"Well, it seems that Sister Wu looks down on the old man. Why don't we make a comparison? I haven't competed with my sister for a long time."

"Okay." Wu Mei is also stubborn, "Xiaohui, you step back first and wait for me to compete with Elder Bai."

Although there is a one-month difference, Wu Mei knows that the soul method of Bai Mingqi's cultivation is the lowest yellow level, and she is the upper level of cultivation. This month's gap is not an insurmountable gap.

Wu Mei has just stood up, and Bai Mingqi has begun to release the soul art.

Despicable!

Wu Mei scolded in her heart. It seemed that he had been prepared for a long time. I don't know when he began to pinch the formula. Bai Ming's speed of casting soul art could never be so fast.

However, this is not a good time to investigate. Wu Mei hurriedly sacrificed the magic weapon defense.

Under this collision, Wu Mei suffered a little loss, and her chest was dull and drowsy.

Bai Mingqi did not give Wu Mei a chance to breathe. The aura of the nearby heaven and earth gathered into his hand and condensed into a square soul power square.

"Go!"

Bai Ming's dull voice made Wu Mei notice a trace of bad, but it was locked by the divine consciousness, and it was definitely impossible to avoid it.

The soul power of the whole body gushed out and stood in front of him.

Bai Mingqi sneered secretly. Since he dared to humiliate me, Meigu is a change of owner today.

Boom!

Wu Mei did not know the breakthrough of Bai Mingqi's cultivation. Although it was only from mid-February to late February, Wu Mei's defense did not have any good effect at all.

Like a broken kite, his whole body floated back, and Xiaohui was shocked, "Master!"

It's too late to help her. After all, Xiaohui's cultivation is limited.

Dong!

By the time Xiaohui ran to her, Wu Mei had been in a coma, her face was bloodless, and Xiaohui was at a loss. She had never encountered such a thing and didn't know what to do.

Fortunately, someone nearby found the aura fluctuation here and rescued Wu Mei.

The white bear gave a thumbs up, "Grandpa, you are so awesome. I don't know when I will reach your level."

Bai Ming took a look and found that most of the meridians in Wu Mei's body had been lost, which was hopeless in her life. She was useless for the rest of her life and was in a good mood. "Xiong'er, when you marry that woman, you will definitely practice diligently in the future. At that time, the Flying Crane School will still be the world of our Bai family."

The white bear smiled so hard that his mouth couldn't close his mouth. "Yes, yes, I will definitely follow my grandfather's instructions."

Bai Mingqi turned his head and looked coldly at Mei Gu's disciples, "Get ready. My Xiong'er will marry Wu's disciple on the 15th of next month. If anyone dares to obstruct it, don't blame me for turning his face."

When Bai Mingqi left here, everyone gathered around one after another, "Sister Xiaohui, run away quickly. That white bear is not a good thing."

Two tears dripped from the corners of Xiaohui's eyes. Within the sphere of influence of the Flying Crane School, a small nine-star soul can escape somewhere.

What's more, if she left, she didn't know how Bai Mingqi's grandfather and grandson would deal with Wu Mei. She shook her head helplessly, stayed by Wu Mei's bedside, looked at the seriously injured master, and was silent.