Cannon Fodder Pit Fairy Road

Chapter 159 Waiting for Qi Zhongmo
Seeing that Ling Jue seemed to be in a good mood, and his tone was gentler than usual, Tong Xiaoye boldly asked, "Why are you so kind to my brother? Shouldn't ordinary people who snatch a house ignore the life and death of the original owner?"

She really didn't understand, although this Ling Jue took away his brother, he took good care of him in words, and helped him over and over again, not like a stranger who just made a deal.
Ling Jue seemed to be lost in memory, his eyes gradually drifted away: "He is the empress of my old friend."

After the old man?What a coincidence!
Tong Xiaoye looked at him in amazement, Ling Jue smiled faintly, and asked back: "Otherwise, why do you think he would open the Great Formation of the Heavenly Capital? Why has he been the only one who has been teleported there for so many years, and there are not many people in that formation?" know."

Tong Xiaoye was really surprised.

I didn't expect Ling Jue to have such a relationship with his brother, no wonder he would keep his brother's soul, and help himself from time to time.

She thought carefully about the scene back then, the huge ice blade... the decisiveness of her brother when he opened the big formation...

She raised her head suddenly, and asked loudly: "Is it true that your old man taught my brother the formation, and it was for him to send it over for you to seize the house?"

Ling Jue stared into the distance and didn't speak for a while.

But Tong Xiaoye wanted to understand more and more.

The ancestral exercise of Ning Yuan's family is the nine-turn Rongyuan exercise. This exercise does not accumulate spiritual power at all. It is clearly used to condense the physical body. Could it be that the goal is to make people condense the body stronger so that they can withstand Ling Jue's huge force? Soul?

She grabbed Ling Jue violently, and asked in a trembling voice, "The nine-turn Yuan Rong Gong, isn't it..."

Unexpectedly, this little girl was so smart, Ling Jue nodded, glanced at her, and said indifferently: "But your spiritual roots are too poor, and it's not bad to practice this skill."

"That old man of yours was so kind to you that he sacrificed the descendants of Tianlinggen's descendants for you." Tong Xiaoye was both sad and puzzled, and after a while, he couldn't help sighing.

Ling never commented, looked into the distance, and said, "I'm going out."

Tong Xiaoye hurriedly followed: "I'll go with you! Where is my brother, I'm going there!"

Ling Jue strode forward, not bothering to care about her anymore.

He knew it would be like this!

This little girl pestered him relentlessly without knowing Ning Yuan's whereabouts. Now that she knew that Ning Yuan's soul was in her body, she would definitely not want to get rid of this trouble in the future!

The two walked out of Lingyin Valley one after the other.

"Daxian, where are you going? Is there anything I can do to help?"

"Daxian, I'm very powerful, and I definitely won't bother you to clean up the mobs!"

"Daxian, please be nice to my brother, don't be stingy with spiritual power, I have a lot of spiritual stones!"
Tong Xiaoye followed behind him with a smile, chattering to prove how well-behaved, sensible and capable he was. After chattering all the way, he finally got the four words of Ling Jue - "keep quiet".

She immediately shut up obediently.

Leaving Lingyin Valley, Ling Jue was flying with his sword, and the speed was not particularly fast. Tong Xiaoye was slightly startled, and chased after him in a walnut boat, but he was able to keep up with him steadily.

Along the way, Tong Xiaoye came across a monk in the Nascent Soul stage who was being tested by his spiritual consciousness. Tong Xiaoye was looking forward to seeing Ling Daxian's methods, but he didn't expect this fellow to avoid him directly.

Tong Xiaoye endured and endured, but he still couldn't hold back, and asked very tactfully: "Daxian, why don't you fly in the sky, don't you also lack spiritual power?"

This guy is too weird, he looks very powerful and powerful, but he will never make a move when he can't. He even flies so slowly, and his low-key along the way is hardly like a Nascent Soul Stage monk.

"The advancement is too fast, and the physical strength can't keep up." Unexpectedly, Ling Jue answered himself, and the answer was very natural.

Tong Xiaoye thought for a while and soon understood.

My brother's previous strength was only at the foundation stage. After Ling Jue seized the house, he didn't need to step up step by step like ordinary monks. It took only two years from Jindan Yuanying, which is a hundred times that of ordinary monks. Such a fast advancement speed, the body Obviously, the condensedness can't keep up, so I have to deal with it a little bit.

That's my brother's body, so I really need to deal with it!

Tong Xiaoye was very anxious, and shouted from a distance: "Daxian, are you uncomfortable flying with the sword, or we can change it, and I can lend you my boat. There are tea and spiritual fruits in it, which is very comfortable. of!"

Ling Jue squinted at her: "Can you fly with a sword?"

Flying Swordsman...

I really don't seem to be very skilled!
Thinking of the scene where he was teetering on the flying sword at the bottom of Youmo Abyss, Tong Xiaoye obediently shut up again.

Arriving at a valley covered with thorns and filled with black mist, Ling Jue collected the flying sword and landed on the ground. Tong Xiaoye hurriedly followed, looking at the tall thorn bushes all over the mountains and plains, he couldn't help asking: "Great Immortal, where are you going?"

Ling Jue didn't speak, he took out his flying sword and chopped straight at a nearby thorn bush.

Tong Xiaoye hurriedly stepped forward, and drew out his machete with a smile: "I'm here, Daxian, your body is precious, just rest!"

As he spoke, he waved the machete, and the surrounding thorns fell down one after another. After a while, a clean path was left.

Afraid of tripping Immortal Ling Jue, she deliberately put all the scattered thorns and branches on the ground into the space of the excavator.

Great Immortal Ling Jue walked over with leisurely steps, and casually pointed in a direction: "Over there."

Tong Xiaoye nodded obediently, swiped the machete, and started chopping skillfully.

Ling Jue kept ordering her to change directions, and drove for a whole morning, brandishing the machete, and they finally came out of this light brown thorn bush.

But when he saw the dark brown taller, bigger and thicker thorn forest in the distance, Tong Xiaoye was a little dumbfounded.

She swallowed her saliva, with a puzzled look on her face: "Daxian, to be honest, did you deliberately tell me that your health is not very good?"

Without saying a word, Ling Jue swung his flying sword to open the way himself.

Tong Xiaoye hurriedly snatched it over, pouted and said, "Okay, you rest, I am strong and I will open the way, just walk slowly!"

"These thorns are poisonous, don't get them on your body." Ling Jue gave a rare reminder. Tong Xiaoye saw the black juice oozing from the thorn bushes. She hurriedly put on the black feather armor and put on another A pair of animal skin gloves, and then swung the knife to cut.

But the thorns here are too difficult to chop, and the strength of the thorns is comparable to the best defense. She is strong enough, but the quality of the magic weapon in her hand cannot keep up. It didn't take long for the most convenient machete to curl its blade.

"Great Immortal, why don't we fly over, we must cut off the thorns and climb?" Tong Xiaoye rubbed his sore arms, looked at the empty sky above his head, and asked curiously.

Ling never said a word, the more Tong Xiaoye thought about it, the more puzzled he became, the itching in his heart was so intense that he simply mobilized his spiritual power, staggered on his machete and flew towards the sky.

She had just flown less than two meters, as if she had touched an invisible barrier, a huge force struck her, and she let out an ouch, and fell heavily into the thorn bushes.

A gentle spiritual force supported her, and she avoided the fate of being disfigured by poisonous thorns.

"Ah, thank you!" Tong Xiaoye hurriedly thanked him, got up with a sad face, suddenly remembered something, and couldn't help complaining: "You knew you couldn't fly up, but you didn't remind me just now!"

Daxian waited behind with a blank expression on his face, Tong Xiaoye had no choice but to appoint his machete to work.

After chopping for a while, she stopped doing it again, picked up the curly blade and shook it in front of Ling Jue: "Ling Daxian, you are an alchemist, you must be good at magic weapons, right? Look, my knives have been destroyed like this , this is the most valuable magic weapon in my body, it was broken because of you!"

She looked at her machete distressedly, and then looked at Ling Jue eagerly: "Why don't you lend me a better magic weapon, anyway, it's to help you open the way, sharpening the knife is not a mistake for woodcutters Well, you are not at a disadvantage!"

Stars were shining in the little girl's bright peach eyes, and she glanced at the storage bag at her waist from time to time, like a greedy little mouse, her little thoughts were fully exposed.

A smile flashed across Ling Jue's eyes. After thinking for a while, he took out a beautiful crescent-shaped knife: "Is this okay?"

Very beautiful shape, high-grade treasure, like a toy, it will definitely be difficult to cut people!
Tong Xiaoye snatched the scimitar and put it in the storage bag, and said with a smile, "I'll use this to help you cut people. It would be even better if there is one that specializes in cutting thorns!"

After speaking, he spread his palms skillfully, and continued to stare at him with wide eyes.

Ling Jue was stunned.

Soon, he nodded, and murmured vaguely: "What you said is also reasonable. It really needs a good magic weapon to cut these hundreds of years of thorns and thorns."

Tong Xiaoye echoed without losing the opportunity: "Yes, yes, you still know my hard work, these thorns are too powerful, and the top-grade treasures can't be cut at all, at least the top-grade ones will do!"

Ling Jue smiled slightly, and had already handed over a flying sword: "I don't need my flying sword for now, it happens that you only use brute force, so why not use it first!"

Tong Xiaoye felt that he was not well.

What an insidious and treacherous cheapskate, he actually handed over his own flying sword, so how can he keep it for himself!
But this guy's flying sword is really useful, it's big and sharp, and it's like a god's help when cutting thorns. After half a day, she reclaimed this hard-to-gnaw jungle of thorns.

Tong Xiaoye couldn't help but slander: lend yourself the flying sword earlier, and they won't have to spend the night here.

It's getting dark now, where are you going now?

Ling Jue glanced at her, and said calmly: "Find a cave to rest, and then wait here first."

"Ah, what are you waiting for?" Tong Xiaoye's eyes widened, and he asked curiously, "Aren't we going to hunt for treasures or pick spiritual plants? Why are we waiting?"

"Wait for Qi Zhongmo to come over."

Ling Jue's next sentence immediately irritated Tong Xiaoye's eardrums, and she jumped up in surprise, "Wait for Qi Zhongmo? What are you waiting for him? Isn't he in the Fuxin Sword Sect far away? What are you doing here?"

Just after she finished speaking, she had a flash of inspiration and remembered something.

　Thank you Mu Shengyue and zxywei for the lollipops, thank you Xizixian for the safety charm, thank you abcd, wenzhouzzp, pink tickets that are as blue as the sky, and birds fly over the rainbow~ Memoda~
　　Then, according to the new regulations, in the future, it will usually be [-] per day, but the stupid author owes a lot of debt, so he will continue to repay the debt with [-] per day. O(∩_∩)O
　　
　
(End of this chapter)