God Ring Howl

After tidying up the simple luggage, Zhao Xiang immediately rubbed the soles of his feet with oil, and hurried out of Tang Biao's cultivation cave—Bieyuan Xiaozhu.

He was wearing a blue shirt, and hurried to the Wuyue Sect Dongfeng Inner Disciple Training Base.

Zhao Xiang felt as if he had unloaded a heavy burden for leaving the other courtyard and no longer being under Tang Biao's surveillance all day long.

In an instant, he felt as if every pore in his body had eaten ginseng fruit, and he felt extremely relaxed.

Along the way, he saw quite a few disciples in blue, black, and white clothes, but none of them was in purple, let alone the yellow clothes.Zhao Xiang thought in his heart, maybe the inner sect disciples who rushed to the Dongfeng training base, most of their cultivation bases ranged from the first floor to the ninth floor during the condensing period.

But no matter if it is the white-clothed disciples from the seventh to ninth floors, or the black-clothed disciples from the fourth to sixth floors, or the blue-clothed disciples from the first to third floors, when they see Zhao Xiang, they all stare at Zhao Xiang without exception. There was a face full of disdain in my heart, and one by one showed a domineering and superior arrogance.

He didn't take Zhao Xiang seriously at all, as if he was born to be bullied and insulted.

"Look, that is the mixed spirit root named Zhao Xiang, who was actually accepted as a disciple by Master Tang. Look at his ugly appearance. He will never succeed in cultivation in this life. What a waste of cultivation resources of the sect!"

"Don't tell me, this kid has one thing that makes him famous. He flatters and bribes secretly. If he doesn't have such ability, he will be spotted by the garbage master? There is no way!"

"Hahaha, only trash masters can look up to trash apprentices. This is called sympathy, isn't it?"

"Brother, can you please stop talking? Besides, the scar on his face will roll up in anger, and it will frighten me, my junior sister. I am timid, junior sister. If you want to plot for my junior sister, just show mercy." Bar."

"You all shut up with me! Cultivation doesn't look at appearances. Although talent is important, if you work hard and work hard, it is not impossible for Zhao Xiang to succeed in cultivation. Let's go."

……

Perhaps seeing the expression of an ant is much better than the attitude towards me, Zhao Xiang is filled with emotion, in this cultivation world, strength speaks for itself, without strength, you will be ruthlessly stepped on the soles of your feet, better If it's just mental trauma, physical injury, or bad luck, it will die.

Hmph, I, Zhao Xiang, swear that all of this, one day, I will get it all back for nothing!

However, Zhao Xiang had a very good impression of the man who had hope for his cultivation.

He felt that no matter what the young man in white said was true or not, such affirmative words were quite satisfactory and fair. In the Five Sacred Mountains School, he, Zhao Xiang, had hardly heard anyone say it, so he couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

He was wearing white clothes, his face was as white as jade, his body was slender but not big, he was about [-] years old, he was in the peak state of the ninth floor of the Qi Condensation Period, and it seemed that he was about to break through to the tenth floor.

The young man in white saw Zhao Xiang sizing him up a few times, then he showed his neat teeth and smiled at Zhao Xiang.

This kind of smile is very much like a mimosa, with a kind of shyness and a kind of purity. It has both the charm of a girl and the chicness of a man. It has a different kind of demeanor.

"Junior Wang Tian, ​​let's go, why are you laughing at that Hun Linggen? A waste of expression!"

The extremely contemptuous words of a woman in the group in front made Zhao Xiang remember the name of this young man in white—Wang Tian, ​​and his eyes fell on his slender body again.

Wuyou didn't say anything, he shrugged his shoulders at Zhao Xiang, made a gesture of apology, stepped on the flying sword, and quickly disappeared between the looping mountain roads with several other fellow disciples.

At this moment, the divine ring hidden in the ancestral orifice on Zhao Xiang's forehead suddenly moved. During the month of living in the other courtyard, the divine ring did not show anything. Now Zhao Xiang walked less than a hundred meters from the other courtyard. Uncle Huan inside actually started to transmit sound, and one after another the fluctuations continuously fell into the depths of Zhao Xiang's mind.

"This old slave has seen the master. The master's method of setting up suspicious formations in the management office of the outer disciples is high, really high."

Uncle Huan's tone was full of affirmation and praise.

Zhao Xiang looked disapproving, and sent a divine thought to Uncle Huan in the divine ring:

"What's the height, why don't you just leave a fragment of a dagger? But at that time, I really didn't think that those masters of the Wuyue School would be easily led astray by a fragment of a dagger. went."

"Wrong, Master, you still don't know how powerful that Yin|Shui Lingqi is," Uncle Huan quickly denied, "It's already quite hot now, and if a middle-grade magic weapon is broken, Master think about what kind of cultivation it is!" ? At least it’s foundation building.”

Zhao Xiang, who was walking forward, was taken aback and stopped involuntarily.

He quickly passed a divine thought:

"Uncle Huan, don't lie to me. Tell me, what do you mean by my Yin|Shui Lingqi finger? Is it as powerful as a master in the foundation-building period? Counting our entire Five Sacred Sect, there may only be masters in the foundation-building period. Five or six?"

"Master, don't be too happy," Uncle Huan hurriedly explained, "The power of the master's Yin|Shui Lingqi finger has only reached the early stage of foundation building. As for other things, there are naturally some gaps. The most important thing is the two people, one is the dead Wu Renyi, and the other is the master's master Tang Biao."

"Why?" Zhao Xiang was full of doubts, "Why did they become the focus?"

Uncle Huan's tone was full of prudence and seriousness: "Master, please restrain your expression, don't stop, and don't let go of your true energy. If the eagle dog who may be spying on you finds out that there is something unusual about you, Then it will be too late to regret it! The old slave will report the inside story to the master one by one."

lackey?What eagle dog?Are you spying on me?

Suddenly, Zhao Xiang grew up with one head and two big ones.

He suddenly remembered the weird scene that just happened:

Tang Biao's gaze, which seemed to be fixed on him intentionally or unintentionally, suddenly entered his heart like lightning, almost disintegrating his will and shattering the secret he kept!

What's more, the consciousness that seemed to be spying on him, at this moment, once again made his heart suddenly feel cold!

"Master, do you know?" Uncle Huan said very solemnly, "I only found out when I was dealing with Wu Renyi's body in the Divine Ring that his cultivation was actually the sixth level of the Qi Condensation Stage..."

"What, he actually reached the sixth floor of the condensation period?"

Zhao Xiang couldn't help interrupting Uncle Huan's narration, and asked in surprise.

Uncle Huan seemed to have expected that Zhao Xiang would have such an expression and such a question, so he calmly replied:

"Yes, this sixth floor is not his real cultivation level. Through the analysis of the texture and toughness of the body's meridians and acupoints, his real cultivation base should be at the peak of Dzogchen in the Qi Condensation Period, but he was given a certain amount by an expert. This kind of secret technique lowered his cultivation level to the sixth level without revealing any traces, and Wu Renyi always restrained his true energy, so that his own cultivation level could always be in the false state of the first level of the Qi Condensation Period."

(Big brothers, young masters, gentlemen, princesses, seniors, happy weekend morning! Good morning! Good morning!)