Xuantian 1: Ancient Xuandongtian

Chapter 45 The Heart of Sorrow, the Sound of Xiao Di

No. 7 sky-level training room.

A witch squatted in a corner of the room, her eyes were dazed, her eyes were swollen, her hair was messy, as if she had cried many times.

Seeing such an appearance, Mu Hanchan even felt a slight sense of pity, but this feeling disappeared quickly.

"who are you?"

Mu Hanchan asked, although he already had the answer in his heart.

The woman didn't answer, but asked instead, "Who are you?"

Mu Hanchan said with some displeasure: "I can open this door, who do you think I am? And I asked you first, you should answer me first, and then ask what you want to ask, and with my permission Under the premise."

The witch's eyes cleared up, and she said, "Oh, you are the one who killed my former master?"

"Ok?"

Mu Hanchan frowned.

"What are you here for? You have obtained his resources. From now on, the monthly quota of 90 spirit stones has been transferred to you. Why do you still come here to disturb his undead?"

"You collected the corpse for him?" Mu Hanchan asked.

The witch replied: "Otherwise? It's not me, are you still cruel? I put him in his devil's coffin, hoping that his soul can always be with me."

Mu Hanchan frowned tightly and said, "It's not that I was cruel. It was his own fault that he was killed. I didn't take the initiative to provoke him. All I did was to protect myself."

"A high-sounding person will always find reasons for himself like this!" the witch replied.

Mu Hanchan became a little angry, and said: "It's ridiculous! He has today, and his death is entirely his own fault."

The witch didn't answer.

Mu Hanchan didn't forget the purpose of his visit, rummaged through the house, and asked, "Where is the Xuanyin Sword Art?"

"I'm ruined." The witch replied.

Mu Hanchan asked puzzledly, "What?"

"Because the master once said before his life that if he dies, he wants me to destroy the copy of Xuanyin Sword Art as soon as possible. He knows that the enemy will definitely come to look for it, and he will not let go of the only Heaven Rank High Grade Sword Art."

Mu Hanchan got nothing and was pissed off.

"What's your witch number?" Mu Hanchan asked.

The witch replied: "Master has already given me a name, my name is Jian Huali."

Mu Hanchan asked again: "What about the son of the sword, what was his original name?"

"The master is called Jian Wuwu." The witch replied.

Hearing this, Mu Hanchan walked away in a huff.

In front of the practice room on the 13th ground floor.

A demon wearing a Youming Xuanqing training suit is sitting cross-legged, with his hands tied in knots, as if urging some kind of spell.

The spiritual power in the surrounding space fluctuated violently, and the spirit gathering array has been opened to level five, consuming 60 spirit stones each time.

After getting the Heavenly Practice Room of the Son of the Sword, Mu Hanchan's monthly quota of spiritual stones increased by 90, plus the 60 of the Poison Son, and his own 60, the monthly quota of spiritual stones was as high as 210.

And with these spirit stone bonuses, and rich wealth, Mu Hanchan can finally open the fourth-level spirit-gathering array to assist in cultivation without any worries.

As I said before, in the world of cultivating immortals, the average net worth of a condensed yuan monk is 80 spirit stones, and Mu Hanchan's monthly quota of spirit stones has already far exceeded the entire net worth of a normal condensed yuan monk.

This is the crushing of resources in the magic altar.

Mu Hanchan's whole body was covered with black air, and he even gradually felt like he had turned into a black flame.Mu Hanchan, who was covered in black energy all over his body, was a bit like a ghost, and a bit like a demon.

Another hand knot change, it seems that the spiritual power in the body has reached the next stage, the next week.

"receive!"

Mu Hanchan made another hand knot change and tied a spiritual seal knot, ending this practice.

64 weeks!

Mu Hanchan was very satisfied with this practice, and slowly opened his eyes, revealing a flash of black light in his eyes, and slowly exhaled a cloud of gray turbid air.

"Master, your cultivation has improved!" Mo Wu said.

"Ok!"

Mu Hanchan said calmly, for some reason, the two witches called her slowly changed back to master.

But Mu Hanchan didn't think much about it, let them go, he was indeed used to being served, and the feeling that others centered on him.

"Serve me with a medicinal bath!" Mu Hanchan said.

"Yes, master!" Chen Xiaoxin said.

Mu Hanchan glanced at Chen Xiaoxin in surprise, and he felt a little strange for a moment.Mo Wu and Chen Xiaoxin, obviously he is closer to Chen Xiaoxin.

"One sand snake pill, two pairs of Hanze frog legs, half a bottle of rock spider juice, 8 five-element spirit fruits, 3 thunderstorm trees, 64 Shanmu needles, one ice silkworm chrysalis, three inches wide, cut along the center Open. Lizard tongue half-opened, a bottle of Poria Cocos Paste, 50 small bottles of Ganxin Purified Water, 12 medium bottles of Rongling Dilute Liquid, a large bottle of Dragon Blood, and a piece of Xuanwu Young Armor, the size of which should not exceed five inches."

Mu Hanchan ordered.

The two women were slightly taken aback, but they didn't move.

"What's wrong?" Mu Hanchan asked.

Mo Wu said: "Master, is this a poison bath, a medicine bath, or a wood animal grass bath?"

"Mixed bath."

"But as far as I know, the basalt young armor cannot dissolve the poison of the sand snake gall, and a single ice silkworm chrysalis can only absorb poison to a limited extent." Mo Wu replied.

"Is that so?" Mu Hanchan was a little puzzled.

Mo Wu said: "Yes, it was possible, but you added a portion of dragon blood. The effect of dragon blood is to suppress the spirit first and then the poison. If it is the phoenix blood, it will suppress the poison first and then the spirit." .”

Mu Hanchan's face darkened slightly, and he asked, "How do you know?"

"I...I..." Mo Wu suddenly hesitated.

Mu Hanchan said, "Answer me."

"I saw it from the former master Poison Son." Mo Wu lowered his head and finally explained.

"Does he have a heavenly skill: Poison Xuan Gong?" Mu Hanchan asked.

Mo Wu's face turned ugly instantly, and he said, "How do you know?"

Mu Hanchan showed a calm and questioning expression: "Why didn't you tell me? Could it be that you still can't forget your previous master? Or are you planning to practice on your own?"

Mo Wu knelt down in fright, bowed her head and said, "None, it's because the poisonous son always said that he would test me for poison, and I was afraid that you would treat me like this after you practiced, so I didn't dare to tell you. Besides, you don't want to do it. Never asked me."

"Where is it now?" Mu Hanchan asked.

"In a corner...in a hidden compartment."

So Mu Hanchan went to practice room No. 15, and found this mid-level heavenly skill: Poison Mysterious Kung Fu. "

Mu Hanchan said to Mo Wu: "From now on, you will live in practice room No. 15, and you don't have to come here to serve me."

While Mu Hanchan was studying his skills, another three months passed quietly.

In the past three months, Mu Hanchan has refined her whole body's cultivation, and also learned the next-level spiritual art of attracting lightning under Xi Lun's suggestion: lightning storm.

In fact, to put it bluntly, it is chain lightning and group attack.The strike range has become wider, but the power is much, much smaller.

But there is one advantage, that is, after being hit by the chain lightning, the meridians will be paralyzed for a breath, and within this breath, no spiritual spells can be used.

It can be regarded as a group damage magic, and even a group control magic, although it is a soft control.

At this time, Mu Hanchan has been in the magic world for four years and nine months.

Mo Wu's time was a deliberate temptation by Mu Hanchan.When he knew that Jian Huali had destroyed the Xuanyin Sword Art, he realized that the witch had the ability to deal with the original devil's items, and he got confirmation from the messenger.

The result is obvious, everything is confirmed.So Mu Hanchan didn't want to let Mo Wu be in the same room with her anymore.

On the one hand, no one knows what else she is hiding. On the other hand, Mu Hanchan doesn't want to see her again. If she doesn't want to see her, she just doesn't want to see her. There is no reason, and Mu Hanchan doesn't want to analyze herself to find a reason.

As for the witch Jian Huali, Mu Hanchan didn't even want to see her.Just let her stay in the No. 7 sky-level practice room.

The witch's sense of grief seemed to be that of someone who lost a loved one.Emotions can be contagious, making Mu Hanchan feel a little uncomfortable.

And after all, who would like to have a woman who is full of other people around her?

Although the witch is essentially a maid, she is still somewhat sensitive.Because the magic altar's positioning for witches is: maid, furnace cauldron, and preparation for Taoism.

Fenghong Mountain.

"Junior Sister, why have you fallen in love with Xiao recently? Every time you finish training, you have to come and blow it for a while."

A girl in a fancy dress said, "Senior Sister, I like it!"

"But, didn't you like flute in the past? Master saw that you liked it so much, and planned to find you a copy of the flute sound technique. After practicing it, it's amazing!" A woman in Tsing Yi said. The senior sister who watched the girl fly.

The girl pouted and said, "That's why I was happy before, but I'm not happy now."

"Why, Junior Sister! Are you still not satisfied that Master dotes on you alone?" The woman in Tsing Yi said in surprise.

The girl replied: "But I still want to be loved by another person."

The woman in Tsing Yi said teasingly: "Hey, little junior sister, you don't really like that handsome senior brother, do you?"

"No, that person is not by my side. I am unhappy because I miss him but can't see him."

The girl explained that she was able to easily tell the woman in Tsing Yi what was in her heart. Obviously, the relationship between the two is very close.

"Oh! That's how it is!"

The woman in Tsing Yi looked "Oh, I know, I know" suddenly realized and surprised.

"Has he also gone to cultivate immortality?" the woman in Tsing Yi asked.

The girl said: "It seems to be, but I'm not sure. Anyway, he is no longer in the village. His parents said yes, and my parents said it might not be so, so I don't understand."

The woman in Tsing Yi sighed and said: "I hope he will go too, otherwise you will be in trouble.

It was because of my spiritual roots that I was separated from the person I loved before, so I started to practice late, so I worked hard.

It would have been nice if I hadn't detected it, or detected it earlier like you. "

"Senior Sister..." the girl whispered.

The woman in Tsing Yi brushed her hair and said with a smile: "It's nothing, I forgot about it long ago."

He also said: "By the way, little junior sister, what was the name of your flute earlier, I heard that you named yourself."

The girl said: "The sound of the dove heart flute."

"What about Xiao Qu?"

"Cicadas sing and Xiao Yu."

(End of this chapter)