Martial arts become gods

Chapter 2225 Fang Qi's Worries

The sky soon darkened, and the disciples of the Northern Wilderness Hall who were cultivating here all went back one after another.

Although the effect of practicing here is good, the load on the body is also heavy, and they cannot continue to practice here for too long.

Before leaving, they all couldn't help but look back at the exceptionally clear waterspout, all of them were full of envy.

Although they didn't know the specific situation, they knew after thinking about it that Mo Xian's cultivation speed was probably much faster than theirs.

And because it is the first time to come, the effect of practice is surprisingly good.

"Oh, it seems that we have gained a great junior."

In the early morning of the next day, people came here to practice one after another, and they were shocked to find that the mighty waterspout hadn't disappeared yet.

"Still practicing..."

Everyone was taken aback, sighed that they were inferior, and immediately started to practice.

A few days passed quickly, and during these few days, Mo Xian never came out.

He himself is a cultivator, and the phantom bodies in his body are also cultivating, and the speed is basically the same as his.

So this is equivalent to several people cultivating at the same speed, but the improvement effect is all on him alone.

Every morning when everyone came, they would almost habitually take a look at the waterspout before starting to practice.

Half a month passed quickly, and the waterspout still hasn't disappeared.

On this day, Han Ling'er came here suddenly for some reason, and was slightly taken aback when she saw the waterspout.

She has naturally practiced here, but she has never seen such a situation.

She was also slightly startled when she randomly pulled someone over to ask for clarification.

There is a doorway under this pool of water that she vaguely heard mentioned, but she never expected it to be realized by Mo Xian.

Although she was a little upset, she didn't bother Mo Xian.

Originally, she was here to give some resources to Mo Xian. Mo Xian has passed for half a month, and he is already eligible to receive the training materials distributed by Beihuang Temple every month.

These resources include [-] middle-grade Yun Lingshi, [-] cold potion, and some medicinal materials that are good for cultivation.

Although it doesn't seem like much, but if it is apportioned to each disciple, then the monthly expenses of Beihuang Temple are not a small amount.

And if you want maybe more resources, you need to complete some specific tasks, and the resources you get are relatively much better.

But all the disciples of the Northern Wilderness Hall who have some skills will go out once in a while, not just for experience, but if they are lucky enough to complete the task, they can also earn a lot of money.

Of course, leaving the Northern Wilderness Hall meant danger, and many people never came back because of this.

After waiting by the side for a while, Han Ling'er was about to leave, but bumped into a group of people, one of them was Fang Qi who was trying to stop Mo Xian in the square that day.

"What are you doing here?" Han Ling'er said rather annoyed.

"This is a place for public cultivation, why can't we come here?" Fang Qi said lightly, but secretly cursed in his heart: "Damn it, it's really bad luck to meet this little evil star here."

"It's fine to come, but if you want to make trouble, I won't agree." Han Ling'er said lightly, with the palm of her hand beckoning, immediately countless disciples who were cultivating rushed over.

"Hmph, I'm making trouble. What a joke. Could it be that you can't tell who is making trouble." Fang Qi turned cold, pointing at the waterspout.

It seemed that he was targeting Mo Xian this time.

Originally, he thought that Mo Xian would have to recover for at least a period of time before he could start practicing, but he didn't expect to start so soon.

Moreover, it was still in a holy place for cultivation like Hanyuantan, which vaguely made him a little worried.

"That's right, he didn't practice alone, but he turned the place into a mess, telling the rest of us how to practice." Beside Fang Qi, a disciple of the Northern Wilderness Hall said rather displeased.

In fact, it was Fang Qi who he and a few others went looking for.

They were extremely jealous of Mo Xian's cultivation method, but they couldn't do it themselves, so they could only use dirty tricks.

It's just that Fang Qi has been in retreat a while ago, so it has been delayed until today.

"Nonsense, what influence does it have? Why didn't I feel it? I think you are just jealous and deliberately making use of it." Han Ling'er suddenly lost her temper and shouted coquettishly.

"If you say there is no influence, then there is no influence. Some influence may not be visible in a short time, but it may not be exposed at any time. When the time comes, he will pat his ass and leave. What should these juniors do? As a Brother, naturally I have an obligation to come and take a look." Fang Qi sneered, since the situation is unclear now, he can say whatever he wants.

Han Ling'er was at a loss for words for a while, after all, this kind of situation had never happened before.

"Hmph!" Fang Qi snorted coldly, and was about to lead someone in.

He didn't want to let Mo Xian cultivate too smoothly, he came here to make trouble, but he just found a high-sounding excuse for himself.

The last time Mo Xian was lucky enough to pass, he had been brooding about it all the time, and now he had the opportunity, so he would not let it go.

"Stop, you have to go over, defeat me first." Han Ling'er shouted coquettishly, and immediately had a long sword in her hand.

Fang Qi's face darkened, he didn't understand why Han Ling'er defended Mo Xian so much.

But if he just retreated, he might lose face.

"Little Senior Sister, that would be quite an offense." Fang Qi said, with every movement of his body, he wanted to dodge Han Ling'er.

Han Ling'er flicked the long sword in her hand, and stopped Fang Qi rather strangely.

"Little sister's strength seems to have improved again." Seeing this scene, everyone around couldn't help but click their tongues.

They don't usually see Han Ling'er practicing much, they just play and fight every day, causing trouble everywhere.

But every once in a while, her strength would inexplicably improve by leaps and bounds, and no one knew why.

Fang Qi is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and the strength of the peak of the two-star Martial Ancestor Realm is enough for him to dominate here.

It was just because of fear that he didn't dare to be too ruthless.

As for the others, they did not attack. Although the Northern Wilderness does not prohibit private competitions, if it is a group conflict, it may be unlucky.

The people in the Law Enforcement Hall are not just for nothing, they will come right away at the slightest sign of trouble.

"Boom!" Accompanied by a loud noise, the long sword in Han Ling'er's hand was blown away.

However, with her other hand, she suddenly took out a broken blade from behind, and swiped towards Fang Qi directly.

Mo Xian had seen this move before, and it was quite sharp.

Sure enough, caught off guard, Fang Qi's palm was torn directly, dripping with blood.

"Smelly woman, if I don't teach you a good lesson today, I don't have to mess around." The pain in his hand immediately made Fang Qi a little annoyed, and the energy in his body immediately became violent.

(End of this chapter)