Comprehension second product Zhao Xiaomeng

Chapter 12 The Flying Sword
Zhao Xiaomeng hurriedly took out the Jidan and took it. In an instant, a huge aura spread out in her body, wandering among her limbs, and the aura from the outside world was also desperately entering her body. There was more and more accumulation in the body, and the accumulation seemed to burst, which made her extremely sad.

At this time, Zhenghe Zhenjun's voice burst into her ear: "condense air into water!"

Zhao Xiaomeng found a solution, so he endured the pain and tried his best to compress the aura in his body.At the same time, the Bing Xin Jue operated automatically, drawing the aura to flush the meridians in her body over and over again. Slowly, the aura in her body became thicker and thicker, almost turning into a mist.Zhao Xiaomeng's pain eased a little, and he took the opportunity to speed up the operation of Bing Xin Jue, and the more and more intense aura finally condensed the first drop of water!After that, it went much smoother, and the spirit energy in her body was condensed into a water-like state one after another until all the spirit energy was transformed.

Zhao Xiaomeng succeeded in building the foundation.

Zhenghe Zhenjun watched from the side, knowing that she still needs to consolidate her realm, so she didn't bother her, but only protected her from the sidelines, and occasionally looked at the outside world, so she wasn't lonely.

People in the phantom formation outside came and went, except for a tenth-floor consummated young man who took away an entry token of Qingyunmen, the others either died in the mechanism on the far right road because of their greed, or faced difficulties. Retreat, for safety, except for Zhao Xiaomeng, no one chooses the left path, probably because finding someone takes time and the reward is unknown, the gain outweighs the gain.

In such a comparison, Zhenghe Zhenjun loves Zhao Xiaomeng even more, and he already regards her as his disciple and grandson in his heart, wishing that his apprentice could take her into Qingyun Sect now.

A year goes by in a blink of an eye.

Zhao Xiaomeng opened his eyes, facing the big faces of Shangzheng and Zhenjun.

Zhenghe Zhenjun quickly jumped away, and said seriously: "Yes, your realm in the early stage of foundation establishment has been stabilized. Little girl, I don't know your name and age yet."

"My name is Zhao Xiaomeng, and I am 12 years old."

"You have been in seclusion for a year, and you should be 13 years old now. However, building a foundation at the age of 13 is considered a genius in the realm of comprehension. Xiaomeng, this is an entry token for Qingyunmen. When you arrive in the realm of comprehension, If you want to join the sect, you can consider Qingyun Sect. The two disciples of my sect, the eldest disciple has already cultivated Yuanying, inherited my Linyuan Peak, and the second disciple has also cultivated Jindan Daoist when I left this spiritual consciousness. They are all kind children, and they will take care of you for my sake."

Zhao Xiaomeng is also grateful to Zhenghe Zhenjun. Although he does not have the name of master and apprentice, he has the reality of master and apprentice, and he has not even started to help him find blood relatives, and he has received so many benefits. Get close to him a lot and don't treat him as an outsider.As long as Qingyun Sect is not a particularly bad sect, she will definitely join, because of the master-student relationship.

"it is good!"

"Okay, okay, okay!" Zhenghe Zhenjun rejoiced in his heart.

At this time, the chubby little thing also leaned over.It looks like a fluffy ball, its shiny eyes can barely be seen through the fluff, Zhao Xiaomeng holds it in his arms, and can touch two small meaty wings and two short legs, don't can't find it at all.

Is this a chicken?right?Zhao Xiaomeng was a little uncertain.

Seeing that little thing, Zhenghe Zhenjun has black lines all over his head. This is really a strange thing among spirit beasts. He is actually a picky eater. He doesn't eat anything except spiritual fruits and grasses with spiritual energy. Oh, it also eats pills!But the problem is that pills are more rare than spiritual fruits and grasses, okay?During this period of time, he loved the house and the crow, and was afraid that it would starve to death, but he fed it a lot of good things, and it didn't grow much.

Zhao Xiaomeng caught it, put it on his shoulder carefully, and asked: "Senior Zhenghe, what does this chick eat?"

The little thing jumped, jumped onto the top of Zhao Xiaomeng's head, and lay still.It looks like wearing a hat.

"It will eat anything with spiritual energy." Zhenghe Zhenjun said angrily.

Zhao Xiaomeng nodded, isn't he picky about food?Anyway, those zhuli fruits are useless to her, there are still a lot left, just to feed this little thing.

It's over, Zhao Xiaomeng decides to leave.

Before leaving, Zhenjun Zhenghe gave Zhao Xiaomeng many Peiyuan pills and Qingyun pills.Peiyuan Pill is eaten by foundation-builder monks, and it can be used as an aid in cultivation, while Qingyun Pill can remove erysipelas.

When Zhao Xiaomeng was still a Qi-refining monk, he ate more spiritual fruits. There was not much erysipelas in his body, and it was almost eliminated when he established the foundation. But if he eats more elixirs in the future, Qingyun Dan will be of great use up.She was even more grateful to Zhenghe Zhenjun in her heart. She kept it in her heart and made up her mind to find a blood relative for him.

Leaving Quicksand Valley, Zhao Xiaomeng took out a small jasper-colored sword, which was a low-grade magic weapon, which was suitable for her status as a foundation-builder cultivator. She refined it casually, stepped on it and ascended to the sky.

As a beginner of Yujian, Zhao Xiaomeng couldn't grasp the direction and speed well, and after a long time of getting used to it, she could barely control the balance of Feijian, and then flew towards Donghua Kingdom like a meteor.Although Zhao Xiaomeng can't control the flying sword as he wants, but it is still possible to fly in a straight line without distraction.

Yu Jian flew extremely fast. He walked for a month when he came, and only two days to go back.

Seeing that his daughter had successfully established the foundation, Zhao Rui was very happy. After accepting the task of finding someone assigned by Zhao Xiaomeng, he contacted Brother Huang and went all out to find it.And Zhao Xiaomeng decided to go to Tiantai Mountain again to pick off all the mature spirit fruits, part of them to raise spirit beasts, and part to his father to help him upgrade.When there was some clue about finding someone, he set off to the world of comprehension.

The spiritual energy in the mortal world is thin after all, which is not good for cultivation.

After staying with Zhao Moshi for a few days, Zhao Xiaomeng took the flying sword to Tiantai Mountain.

When he found the Zhuli tree, the chicken quickly flew over with its small meaty wings, pecked the hard skin of a fruit with its sharp beak, and sucked the juice inside.It screamed happily "chichi" a few times and then rushed to another fruit.

"Uh, you can fly?" Zhao Xiaomeng caught up with the chicken and circled it a few times, "Can't chickens fly? How can you fly?"

The little chicken didn't have time to pay attention to her, and rushed to the third fruit.

Zhao Xiaomeng still chased it out of curiosity: "The spirit beast is indeed extraordinary. By the way, you have been with me for so long and I haven't given you a name yet. It is convenient to have a title. You are furry, why not call you Maotuan! "

"Chichi!" The chick cried twice, with obvious resistance.

"It's called Jiji?" The chicken called again.

Zhao Xiaomeng grew up in the countryside, and went to school intermittently for a period of time when she was young, but Zhao Moshi wouldn't let her go when she was older, and she didn't read any books except "San Zi Jing" and "Disciples Regulations". It was difficult for her to choose a name, so she asked hesitantly after thinking about it: "Pompom?"

The little chicken couldn't even eat the fruit, so it pecked Zhao Xiaomeng's brow fiercely, and swallowed a drop of blood.At that moment, a blood-red and complex contract formation suddenly appeared out of thin air, surrounded one person and one beast, and then split into two in an instant and submerged into the eyebrows of Zhao Xiaomeng and Xiaoji respectively.

Before Zhao Xiaomeng could react, she felt dizzy eyes and cold forehead, and a childish voice sounded in her head: "Call me Mengze."

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