Naruto boy in another world

Chapter 70 Not My Attention
Looking at Xiaobai in front of him, Beihan couldn't laugh or cry.

Such a cute little guy, I was still a little bit reluctant to punish it, watching it babbled and begged for mercy, Bei Han pulled his face and relaxed.

"Isn't it just thousands of demon cores? I have already refined them into spiritual sources. Because the time is too urgent, I didn't come to inform my brother in time."

Beihan had no choice but to find an excuse for it, otherwise, when the people from the Bei family chased after him, he would have jumped into the Yellow River and would not be able to clean himself up.

"However, you idiot, you must see clearly next time, and don't overturn your old nest." Beihan lightly tapped Xiaobai's pink nose, and said lovingly.

After putting Xiaobai in his arms, a sand armor was condensed all over his body, and Beihan connected crazily again.

Qiuhuang Qianshu, as a fifth-grade peak spiritual technique, has greatly promoted Beihan's cultivation base. From the observations of the past few months, Beihan also knows that this set of spiritual techniques is definitely not such a big one. Simple.

Because since it can be condensed one by one, why will it only end at a thousand? If a thousand is just a bottleneck, then what will happen after breaking this bottleneck.

It's just that Beihan's current strength is still too weak. He can only be regarded as having touched the surface of this set of spiritual arts, and there is still a big gap from the realm of minor success in spiritual arts.

However, it was able to promote Beihan to grow from a primary acquired martial artist to a peak first-tier warrior within two months, which also shows how extraordinary this set of spiritual techniques is.

Spiritual power is condensed into spiritual art, and spiritual art promotes spiritual power.

If Beihan practiced low-level martial arts or Beijia's own spiritual skills, they would definitely not be able to grow at the current speed.

And this is the role of a good set of spiritual arts in promoting and improving martial artists.

Tried hard to perform the routine of Qiuhuang Qianshu from beginning to end, Beihan tried his best but still failed to condense the No.19 Firefinch.

Slightly soothing the turbidity in his chest, Beihan looked at the moon that had risen into the sky. "It's too late, let's continue practicing tomorrow."

After tidying up his clothes, Beihan walked towards the mountainside with the huge gourd on his back and the red ribbon.

When passing through the small forest on the mountainside, a black figure suddenly flashed past, the cautious Beihan immediately stopped, and the sand armor quickly formed.

"Could someone attack and kill again?" This thought flashed through his mind quickly, but Bing'er didn't respond at all, and Bei Han felt a little relieved.

But then a majestic palm force came, the speed was too fast, Beihan had no time to dodge, hit Beihan's back, and then slipped his hand, the red ribbon was immediately snatched away by the opponent.

Standing still, Beihan looked forward with some palpitations. Under the reflection of the moonlight, Beihan saw a slightly angry face.

"Sister Beijie, why are you here? You're still joking with me, right?"

After seeing the familiar face clearly, Beihan greeted him with a smile. Unexpectedly, Beihan slapped Beihan's left shoulder again. Although he didn't have too much spiritual power, Beihan still fell on the ground land.

Looking at Bei Yan's angry and flushed little face, Bei Han was puzzled. "Sister Beijie, I didn't provoke you, did I? Why did you start making moves as soon as we met?"

Bei Yan gently caressed his towering chest with his hand, exhaled deeply, and then there was a shyness in his eyes, anger and disbelief.

"During this period of time, the demon cores of our Bei family have been disappearing for no reason. Do you know about this?" Bei Yan asked with a hint of anger in his voice.

Bei Han stood up, patted the dust off his body, met those eyes with complicated emotions, and smiled at the corner of his mouth. "Because time was too tight, I didn't have time to report to my uncle, but my brother knew about it."

"You should also know that Tianyuan master needs the source core to refine the spiritual source, and the demon core is used as the source core for Jiuge, and I am just acting as an errand."

Bei Han smiled apologetically as he spoke, but the anger at Bei Wei still did not subside.

"Then you ordered that little white of yours to come here to steal things."

When she asked this question, Bei Yan's little face turned even redder, and she tightly held the red ribbon in her hand.

"Ah, ah, yes."

Beihan could only slap his face swollen to pretend to be fat, and blamed all the good deeds that Xiaobai had done on himself.

"Then this belt is also your attention."

Bei Ye lifted up the red ribbon and shook it in front of Bei Han's eyes, the anger in his eyes was about to burst out.

"Hehe, yes, because I haven't seen Miss Beiji recently, I asked Xiaobai to play a joke on you and bring your belt to..." Beihan responded with a smile on his face, but suddenly realized that What's wrong with, "Belt? You say this red ribbon is your belt?"

Bei Han looked at the angry Bei Wei with surprise on his face, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, this bastard made me miserable today. "No, this is not my attention."

Beihan quickly denied it, but it was too late, Beihan's beautiful long legs had already come to Beihan's body, mixed with Beihan's wolf howling, Beihan's coquettish shout, Beihan flew out in one fell swoop.

"Pervert! I... misjudged you!"

After saying these words, Bei Yan blushed and quickly ran down the mountain.

As for Beihan, who was lying in the grass nest, with a painful and helpless expression on his face, he was still muttering, "It wasn't my attention..."

The next day, before dawn, Bei Han got up on time.

Dressed neatly, carrying the huge lake-colored gourd on his back, and taking a second-order demon core by the way, Beihan opened the door and walked towards the top of the mountain.

When passing through the grove, the unjust, false and wrongly decided case from last night rang out, a wry smile appeared on the corner of Beihan's mouth, the misunderstanding was really big.

Pausing for a while, Beihan shook his head and walked towards the top of the mountain, but at this moment, a series of clear and pleasant family harmony came into Beihan's ears.

Following the sound, she saw a delicate and beautiful figure appearing in front of her eyes, exactly the slender figure of Beihan's younger sister.

Ever since Beihan came back from the Naruto Realm, Beihan, who is used to practicing by herself, has not practiced with Xianxian for a long time. Looking at the little girl who is practicing hard in front of her, she still feels a little apologetic in her heart.

Sweeping her hands in a semicircle, she took light steps, Xianxian was practicing this set of soft moon palms, which was about to have a certain heat, her small face looked at her palms meticulously, and she didn't realize Beihan's arrival at all.

"Hey! Ho!"

Seeing Xianxian's spiritual power shining with blue light, Bei Han felt a little surprised. Judging from Xianxian's performance just now, she might have entered the late stage of the body tempering eighth heaven, and her speed is much better than that of Bei Mingtian. up.

Moreover, with both Beihan and Xianxian having Gumai San in their bodies, Xianxian can still cultivate quickly, and she is considered a genius. If she can fully utilize the potential of Xianxian, how monstrous she must be.

"Could it be that Xianxian has a strong background? What is the connection between the man in black and your mother?" Bei Han gently stroked the tip of her nose, and shook her head puzzled.

But fortunately, Bei Mingtian promised Beihan to tell Beihan about his father and mother when Beihan broke through the realm of innate warrior.

Thinking of her father and mother whom she had never met, Bei Han clenched her fists tightly, but she couldn't feel any resentment in her heart.

huh~~~
Exhaling a breath of turbid air in her chest, Xianxian slowly retracted her palms, wiped off the sweat on her face, and saw Beihan standing aside.

"Brother Xiaohan, why are you here?"

Seeing Beihan's arrival, Xianxian had a smile on her face, she was indeed very happy.

"Come here to see you, it seems that your current Rouyue Palm cultivation is almost the same."

"Yeah." There was a trace of pride on Xianxian's face, "And I broke through to the late eighth heaven the day before yesterday, so I should be able to break through to the acquired warrior realm before the age of 15."

Seeing Xianxian's proud expression, Beihan smiled.Now Xianxian is 14 years old, and after the end of the year, Beihan is also 15 years old. In one year, she has broken through from the late stage of the eighth layer of body tempering to the realm of acquired warriors. According to Xianxian's qualifications, there is indeed no problem at all.

"Okay, let me see the results of your cultivation in the past two months. Today I am practicing here." Rubbing her slender head, Beihan said with a smile.

"Okay."

As she said that, Xianxian opened her posture, and with a yell, she spread her palms and attacked Beihan.

(End of this chapter)