tomb of witch

Chapter 5 (3) Out of the Mountain

The girl in the pink suspenders pulled her suspenders. The suspenders were broken by a tree just now. Now she is very embarrassed and her pretty face is slightly red.The sling was tied in a knot, but the spring light that should have been exposed was still exposed, but fortunately, it was not the era of more than 50 years ago, and girls nowadays are much more graceful.

The girl with the pink suspenders walked up to Lin Xingbai: "Hello, my name is Gong Xiaolu, nice to meet you, thank you for saving me, let me tell you, if it wasn't for you, the mission issued by that dead master of Shimen this time would not be too late." If you can’t finish it, you can’t learn the next level of exercises.”

Lin Xingbai also understands. It seems that Gong Xiaolu, a girl with a pink suspenders, is in the school where the test is based on whether she can hunt and kill bears with bare hands. The result of chasing and running.

While talking, Lin Xingbai saw Gong Xiaolu's little move, the girl took out a blue ball and took a picture of herself, then her expression changed drastically, her pretty face suddenly turned pale, Lin Xingbai changed hands Before Gong Xiaolu could react at all, the blue ball fell into Lin Xingbai's eyes.

"More than three hundred." Lin Xingbai read the data on the small ball, a little strange, I don't know what the meaning of more than five hundred means, thanks to his father who was a teacher and was strict in management when he was young, Lin Xingbai knew simplified characters, I also know traditional Chinese: "What do you mean by more than three hundred?"

Gong Xiaolu's pretty face turned pale at the moment. You must know that the small ball is a new type of product developed by the current cultivation world with the help of technology. It has been popular for less than ten years, but almost everyone has one.This thing can measure the power of less than 300 years, which allows people in the cultivation world to know who they are.

Gong Xiaolu had just measured Lin Xingbai with a small ball—a power meter, and the result was that she exceeded the maximum value and directly reached the maximum value. Lin Xingbai is some kind of old devil who has lived in seclusion for many years.

Lin Xingbai was upset, and when pressed, Gong Xiaolu stammered and said: "That's for measuring skill, you can measure skills below 300 years, but you can't measure skills over 300 years, your skills are more than 300 years old. year, so it shows more than three hundred."

It turned out that this was the case, Lin Xingbai naturally knew that he had never practiced in the past 50 years, and what he practiced was the martial art of ancient times, so it was naturally very powerful. Now he has 2000 years of skill, more than 300 I don't know how many years.

"So that's what happened." Lin Xingbai said, "I have been in seclusion for more than fifty years, and I didn't know that this kind of skill instrument appeared."

Lin Xingbai's words were vague. When Gong Xiaolu heard it, she really had been in seclusion for many years, but her tone didn't look like an old devil. Anyway, she sounded like an upright senior. She immediately shouted respectfully: "The junior wishes the senior well."

Lin Xingbai didn't bother to explain his identity as a witch clan. The witch clan has been extinct for tens of thousands of years, and it is troublesome to explain. Anyway, he is now in his 70s, and he is more than enough to be the senior of a girl in her twenties. Just accept it calmly.

Now that Lin Xingbai admitted that she was a senior, Gong Xiaolu didn't dare to mess around anymore, with a respectful face, and those with more than 300 years of skill are all masters in the cultivation world.

Gong Xiaolu thinks about herself, she has only 30 years of skill, it is really sad to think of this, but the practice is too hard, meditation is hard, and the practice is lonely, not at all happy.

Speaking of this, Lin Xingbai also asked: "There shouldn't be such a difference in the skills in the cultivation world. Why do you only have 30 years of skill?" Lin Xingbai was curious.

In the records of the great witch Bi Su, he used his spiritual thoughts to travel across the world of cultivation at that time, and wrote a book "Journey to the World of Cultivation". Lin Xingbai also read it. Although it is said that it was the world of cultivation thousands of years ago, but Logically speaking, in only a few thousand years, no matter how degenerated the cultivation world is, it shouldn't reach this level.

Gong Xiaolu only thought of this section in her mind, and said: "In these years, there are so many things to enjoy in the world, such as cosmetics, fashion shows, dance parties... how can there be so much time to practice? In fact, I can practice just because Let yourself stay young for a little longer."

This reason made Lin Xingbai stunned, but at the same time he understood that the world of red dust and temptation is no longer the world in Bi Su's records, and the current cultivation world should be weaker.The more the times develop, the weaker the realm of comprehension becomes.

As she was talking, Gong Xiaolu was no longer so afraid of Lin Xingbai, Lin Xingbai seemed to be quite like a righteous senior, and as she spoke, she returned to her original vivacity: "It's rare that I'm as old as you this year. There are too few people who have retreated for more than 50 years, just like our sect, the elders of the masters also go out to play every now and then, and it has been a long time since I have seen a person who has retreated for more than ten years."

In this era, Lin Xingbai smiled slightly, it sounds like there is a big change, and don't rush to ask, follow Gong Xiaolu to her place, and ask slowly, because Lin Xingbai wants to ask There are too many, too many, and I can't be busy for a while.

Gong Xiaolu tilted her ponytail, and the blue hair brushed her: "Generally, seniors who come out of closed doors want to know how many years they have been separated from the world, and what the world is like now. You just asked me to help me, Is it also this?"

What a smart girl, Lin Xingbai praised her and smiled approvingly. Now she looks like a senior. In fact, she is indeed a senior. The girl in front of her is more than 50 years younger than Lin Xingbai. There is a big difference.

"Okay, just follow me." Gong Xiaolu was also happy in her heart. Generally, this kind of old seniors get to know each other well and get on well with each other. If they can't fight in the future, if they pull these seniors out, who would dare to give it to Miss Ben Gong? Bullish.

Gong Xiaolu didn't want to practice hard, so she naturally wanted to take such a side path.

At the moment Gong Xiaolu leads the way, Lin Xingbai follows, not toward the direction of going out of the mountain, but toward the direction of entering the mountain, Gong Xiaolu plucked her hair: "No way, who called our sect, the oldest The base was built in Changbai Mountain, and a group of the oldest elders in the sect were beaten to death and refused to move out."

"So every time you want to practice the next level of exercises, you have to go to Changbai Mountain."

Lin Xingbai followed behind, and felt that Gong Xiaolu's figure was really good, with a slender waist that could only be grasped, and most importantly, wearing low-waisted trousers, the waist was exposed, especially when she lowered her body to tie her shoes Lin Xingbai's mouth felt slightly dry due to the curve of his buttocks, and Lin Xingbai's eyes were fascinated by his slender white legs.

However, Changbai Mountain is so vast, after asking how long it would take, and Gong Xiaolu replied that it would take half a day, Lin Xingbai became impatient, and directly mentioned Gong Xiaolu, and flew up to the sky, easily : "I'm flying, you show the way, it's faster."

Gong Xiaolu was taken aback at the moment, as long as she has more than 100 years of cultivation in the realm of comprehension, she can fly alone in the sky. It is a very, very clever method in the realm of comprehension to fly objects directly.

Also, you don’t usually take people with you when you fly, because it’s really hard to take someone with you. Anyway, Gong Xiaolu has never seen the elders of the teacher’s school fly with people. You can see in Journey to the West, Monkey King can fly by himself, but he definitely doesn’t bring people with him. Tang Seng, the author Wu Chengen, was influenced by the thoughts of the cultivation world.

Ordinary people can have turbid qi in mortal fetuses, and if they bring one, they will crush people to death.

In the end, not only did Lin Xingbai fly directly without borrowing foreign objects, but he was also able to fly with him. Gong Xiaolu was stunned for a while. What an abnormal strength this is. I don’t know how many years it was before I met this time. The old monster before, Gong Xiaolu thought to herself.

(End of this chapter)