Immortal disciples are difficult to deal with

Chapter 107 Growing Up

The cave was very quiet, and the shallow breathing of the two could be heard clearly. Xia Qingan was bored, and from time to time, he glanced at Bailizhuo who was in a state of concentration, stretched lazily, stood up, and in the cave, carefully Check it out.

She walked to the desk again, looking at the unfilled handwriting on the opened pages.Sometimes, a simple word can well reflect the character and strength of the owner of the word.

These characters are powerful and give people a strong sense of impact, as if they could break through the paper at any time and attack her.

Xia Qing'an stared at these words. She didn't see clearly what was written in these words. She was simply attracted and fascinated by them. Gradually, her originally clear eyes began to become hollow, without focus, as if caught in a of his own contemplation.

She felt dizzy, these characters were suddenly taken apart stroke by stroke in front of her eyes, like a sharp knife pierced into her heart, which shocked her mind.

In the pain, Xia Qing'an woke up suddenly, and quickly sat cross-legged on the ground, clinging to a somewhat shaken mind, and those fonts refused to let her go at all, and the dark ink strokes swirled in her mind, forming a mysterious and profound pattern.

In this pattern, there seemed to be another thunder sound coming out, one after another, causing ripples in her mind one after another, colliding with the solid barrier on her way to promotion, one after another.

I don't know how long it took, the solid barrier was suddenly smashed away with a bang sound, and the ripples brought by the thunder sound continued to rush forward quickly.At the same time, Xia Qing'an's aura also soared, level after level, and the speed of promotion was amazing!

When she opened her eyes again, she looked inside in surprise, and found that she had indeed reached the peak of Jindan. She stood up, and when she looked at the open book again, she found that it was already blank, and the characters were completely blank. disappeared.

Stretching out his hand and touching it lightly, the book that didn't look too fragile seemed to have been baked at a very high temperature suddenly, and suddenly rotted into a pile of powder, scattered on the desk.

Xia Qing'an felt a little disappointed. How strong is the owner of this cave? Just a few simple words can make her advance from the early stage of Jindan to the peak of Jindan. I can describe it!
From the decoration of this cave, it can be seen that the owner of the cave is obviously not a person who is greedy for luxury. There were a few weeds in the corner, but nothing else.

Xia Qing'an felt a little pity, such a big man casually discarded one or two unwanted magical artifacts, which are rare treasures for people of their level, but he walked too cleanly, not leaving even a single hair Down.

But immediately, Xia Qing'an changed her mind again. She stared at the desk with bright eyes and stroked the lines on it fascinated. This does not prevent her from feeling the precipitation of history from this desk.

At least tens of thousands of thoughts lived on this desk during its lifetime. Even if it has been placed here for so many years, it can still feel the strong vitality from the wood. It seems that as long as it is given a little soil, sunlight and water, it can take root and sprout again.

The desk was very hard, a bit harder than anything she had ever seen or heard. Such a thing is definitely an excellent material for refining magic weapons!

At that moment, Xia Qing'an no longer hesitated, spread out his palms, and the fire of the original source burned with a bang. The flame was not big, and it was faintly red. , because of its strong temperature, even the space is distorted.

Xia Qing'an put the fire under the desk, and began to refine it calmly. Even if the temperature of a monk's original fire was high enough to melt a piece of hard black iron in an instant, the desk would not have any damage under such burning. reaction.

Xia Qing'an is not in a hurry, the longer it is refined, the better it is!
Even if it was just a small ball of fire that released the source of fire, Xia Qing'an still had a lot of burden. After only half a quarter of an hour, he couldn't hold on anymore. He had to stop and recover, and then continue refining, and so on. .

There is no time in the mountains. When Xia Qing'an completely refined the desk into a pool of liquid, nine years had passed.

During this period of time, while Xia Qing'an was refining the desk, her cultivation had also stabilized. Now, she has been able to keep releasing the original fire for two full hours. I have to say that this is a great improvement!

At this time, it has come to the critical period of refining the magic weapon. If it is not done well, all previous efforts may be wasted. Not to mention the previous efforts will be in vain, and such good materials will be wasted!

On her left hand side, there are auxiliary materials ready for sight, a leg bone supporting Tianhu, and a tenth-level spiritual plant.

Xia Qing'an slowly integrated the auxiliary materials into it, her mind was highly concentrated, she didn't dare to make too much of a fuss, and she couldn't be more careful.

Fortunately, she had already refined it once. Although the materials were different, the process did not change much. After all the three materials were melted together, Xia Qingan quickly bit her fingertips, laboriously blended a drop of blood essence into it, and then followed her mind The appearance that has been thought of in the middle of the day begins to take shape!
When the seven silver and white swords appeared intact in the hands of Xia Qingan, who was already drenched in sweat, she was so exhausted that she wanted to fall down and sleep for decades, and hugged these small swords happily. As if it was swept away, feeling the blood connection, feeling the powerful power that was completely different from the previous life, the excitement in her heart was indescribable.

At this time, a pair of arms stretched out from behind, hugged her waist, put her chin on her shoulders, and said with a smile, "Congratulations, senior sister."

During the past nine years, Xia Qing devoted herself to refining the magic weapon, and did not spend much time on Bailizhuo's body. Now, she can feel the slender arms hugging her waist and the broad chest clinging to her back , Xia Qingan was in a daze, feeling as if the person on his body had grown from a child to an indomitable man all of a sudden.

Bailizhuo originally congratulated Xia Qing'an sincerely, but just hugged and hugged, his hands began to be dishonest. Now his resentment is extremely deep. If it can be transformed into a solid body, it may fill the ocean!

In the past, when I was young, I wanted to do anything to Xia Qingan, but the hardware facilities were not enough. After finally growing up, I could only watch Xia Qingan immersed in the activities of refining magic weapons, and he could not be disturbed in any way. Touching it is enough for hands, but in that situation, it would be nice to be able to get enough of eyes!

Pitiful for his youthful heart, the one he loves is right in front of him, but he can't eat it, just like a very hungry wolf, looking at a pile of delicious food but can't eat it, don't mention the depression!

Now that Xia Qing'an has finally managed to refine it successfully, he can't bear it anymore, so he naturally starts to do it.

But Xia Qing'an patted his hand unceremoniously, and said, "Don't make trouble, you are very dirty!"

These words not only did not dispel Bailizhuo's enthusiasm, but made his eyes light up suddenly: "So, just wash it off?"

At that moment, Bailizhuo left a sentence to wait for me, and ran out excitedly, and ran back before it was time for a cup of tea. With a light wave of his hand, a large wooden barrel immediately appeared in a small space. The barrel was filled with warm water, and white smoke was still rising.

Bailizhuo looked at Xia Qing'an and grinned, showing his white teeth, and said excitedly, "Senior Sister, wash it quickly!"

When he said this, he almost helped Xia Qingan strip off her clothes, his eyes were so hot that he could see her whole body clearly through the clothes, and after he finished speaking, he showed no sign of avoiding, he obviously wanted to watch her take a bath.

The expression on Xia Qing'an's face was a little stiff. Even though she was very nervous, it didn't mean that she could undress and take a bath in front of a man without feeling it!

"Get out!" Xia Qing'an said fiercely with a straightened face. She knew that if she didn't act a little stronger, this person would definitely stay in her face. He was a dog skin plaster that could not be driven away!

That slapstick look is simply a shame for his face!

Sure enough, Bailizhuo lowered his head slowly, his face full of grievances and reluctance, he whispered: "Senior sister, I have been separated from you for so many years, I don't want you to leave my house again." line of sight."

He spoke a little sadly, and the aggrieved look didn't look awkward even when he grew up, as if he should be like this.

That tone, that demeanor made Xia Qing'an's brows furrow deeply. Seeing this, Bailizhuo secretly thought something was going on, and immediately rushed forward, hugged Xia Qing'an, and rubbed against her like a puppy. The voice entered Xia Qing'an's ears: "Senior Sister, just let me stay!"

It's like this again, it's like this again!
Bailizhuo like this is a deadly trump card for Xia Qing'an, she thinks that it's not like he hasn't seen this body before, so why be ashamed!
So, she gritted her teeth and said, "It's fine to stay, but you have to turn around!"

Hearing this, Bailizhuo immediately showed a bright smile, nodded and promised: "No problem~"

The upswing in the end showed his joy to a large extent, and he almost jumped up. Xia Qingan was a little embarrassed, and gave him a look: "Turn around!"

Baili Zhuo let out a cry, and wanted to turn around, but turned back immediately, but unfortunately, he has cheated more times than the trees in a forest, and the number is countless, Xia Qing'an would be surprised if he believed him completely!

His speed was fast, and Xia Qingan's was even faster. When Bailizhuo turned around again, Xia Qingan had already sat in the barrel.

Oh, what a pity!
Baili Zhuo let out a dark sigh!
(End of this chapter)