This witch, please stay

Chapter 33
But in the end, Xun Ming was still successful in cultivating his mind. He just kicked the scholar who was used to sleeping naked when he was sleeping. Fortunately, Xun Ming is an "immortal" after all. When Jia Xianren, who was pale and wanted to say something but was speechless for a long time, rolled out of bed, his body was already tightly wrapped by that thin quilt.

Otherwise, Jiang Sinan didn't know if he would make up for it after seeing something he shouldn't have seen.

Glancing at the scholar with the corner of his mouth drawn, Jiang Sinan looked away regretfully.

According to his advanced research in a certain field, with just one glance, he can already see that the scholar who started to be a bit "doggy" is not wearing anything!

Damn... What a talent!
After "passively" rolling out of bed, Jia Xianren, whose buttocks landed on the ground, had a slight sense of reality, but he was surprisingly discerning once. A small half of his head protruded from the edge of the bed.

In fact, he was also a little baffled, didn't he just yell a little louder, as for being kicked out of bed because of the word "ghost"?
But after thinking for a while, he immediately felt relieved:

Maybe there is something taboo about "ghosts" in the immortal area...

It's also fortunate that he didn't murmur these words, otherwise he might have heard a sentence he often heard: "How did this kid grow so big..."

He took a long breath, and after a short pause, he exhaled slowly, and gradually calmed down. Xun Ming finally began to really look at his own situation.

He was still wearing the original two white robes, the inner layer was ordinary clothes in the world, and the outer layer was hastily put on by him in the previous battle. It is "simple", which is also for monks at their level, and for mortals who have not entered the road of cultivating immortals, it can naturally be called "seamless".

Otherwise, the "corpse" who carried a white robe and was almost dyed red, let alone staying in the inn, the two buddies might have been put on the ground by the guards at the gate of the city.

Of course, it's another matter whether to live on the ground or not.

Furthermore, if he really changed his clothes, Jiang Sinan would definitely run away. As for letting Jia Xianren come, Xun Ming was really worried, especially after such an incident, he felt that he The eyes that looked at the unlucky scholar had gradually begun to change.

All in all it's ok...

After looking at the outside body, Xun Ming's eyes followed his spiritual power and began to "inspect" the body along his meridians. What surprised him was that in his impression, it should be messy and miserable. The condition of the meridians is surprisingly good at this time, not only does it not have the slightest decline after the deadly battle, but the width and toughness of the meridians seem to be even better than before.

weird...

Xun Ming frowned slightly, confused by this seemingly contradictory fact.

and many more!

How can my meridians "decline"? "Death battle"?Didn't I pass out halfway?
No, I'm still alive if I faint halfway through the fight?

Is this garlic that saved me?

Then I'm not right, why do I have the impression that I seem to have fought a battle?

……

Doubts emerged from Xun Ming's mind one after another. Whenever he seemed to explain and solve one of them, several questions would emerge one after another. For a while, Xun Ming felt as if he was a The old farmer who pulled out the radish finally pulled out one, and several sprouted from the side, and then he pulled it out again, and they came out again...

Going back and forth like this, with the hard work of the "old farmer" but without the joy of the "old farmer" harvesting radishes, Xun Ming couldn't help feeling a little swollen in his head. Countless thoughts and guesses were like threads that could not find the end of the thread. A hairball squeezed into his brain.

Another long breath of turbid air, Xun Ming, who was thinking fruitlessly, finally gave up wasting time, looked at Jiang Sinan beside him, and asked:
"What happened after that day?"

Jiang Sinan was originally a familiar character, and both parties probably knew that their masters were a famous pair of old friends, so he didn't take any precautions, acting like a wild wolf that smelled fishy. After his eyes lit up, he asked in a very natural way:
"You mean after you fell, or all I saw?"

kindness?
Hearing the hidden information in Jiang Sinan's words, Xun Ming raised his eyebrows in surprise, basically confirming that his memory was indeed slightly misplaced.

"You see it all."

Jiang Sinan, who had been watching Xun Ming's reaction and had a full view of his raised eyebrows, sighed secretly, muttered in his heart, "I hate dealing with smart people the most", and began to honestly explain what he saw go through.

From when he found the corpse of the wild boar demon, to when he flew south with his sword, to when he found the unlucky scholar who was crying, to when he saw the full moon and rushed to the mansion.

After finishing a large piece of content in such an eloquent manner without any omissions or pauses, Jiang Sinan, who seemed to have just gotten excited, was full of expressions, and Xun Ming, who had been paying attention to his expression, secretly raised his eloquence in his heart. A step up.

This kid, he should have a good way of speaking?

However, if this idea is heard by Xun Ming in the future, then "he" will definitely throw a contemptuous look at him, and then add a very ironic sentence, "'Three sentences of his mother's but not post' are for nothing? "

After finishing speaking, Jiang Sinan couldn't help asking curiously:
"Big head garlic, ah, brother Xun, to be honest, are you really a fool?"

It's not that Jiang Sinan deliberately sprinkled salt on Xun Ming's wounds at this moment, but to change the topic. What he actually wanted to ask was the sword that was comparable to the peak of Jindan.

Xun Ming rolled his eyes "I knew you would ask", and then began to feel a little melancholy.

You ask me, who the hell am I going to ask?

Still "tell the truth", should I tell you "I don't know" if I tell the truth?

However, after just complaining about these two sentences, Xun Ming peeled away the cocoons from Jiang Sinan's narration, pulled out the missing parts in his own memory, and began to supplement them.

In fact, when Jiang Sinan first said "full moon", Xun Ming's eyelids twitched unconsciously, and there was a guess in his heart that made him flustered, and when Jiang Sinan inexplicably became "a spring of literary thinking", he began to talk When describing the "full moon" and the last sword in a gorgeous and parallel manner, Xun Ming, who had guessed and affirmed, suddenly felt his little heart chill.

Similar to the three realms of human, mysterious, and immortal, monks' cultivation bases are also divided into three categories, spiritual techniques corresponding to the human realm, Taoist techniques corresponding to the profound realm, and immortal techniques corresponding to the immortal realm. In a large category, it is divided into low, middle and high levels by people according to factors such as lethality and so on.

The Eye Moon swordsmanship is the main branch of their oblique moon sect, that is, the unique swordsmanship of his master's branch. There are a total of eight swords, and each sword has its own unique aura. Not to mention the high threshold and great killing power. The most important thing is that among the eight swords, except for the "new crescent" he used before, the worst ones are all middle-level Taoism.

And that sword "Yueman Qingjue" is a high-level Taoism.

If only from the level of technique, it corresponds to Nascent Soul Realm.

(End of this chapter)