Travel to Xiu Xian Wen and beat up the group's beloved heroine

"Well... with her qualifications, it is indeed difficult to get a ranking... some things cannot be made up for by hard work."

As they talked, they walked straight across the bare forest and left the sect.

The voices around her that were either sour or derogatory did not affect Wei Xiaoxi at all.

They love to discuss gossip and waste time. They deserve to be ruined by their cultivation and suffer from pink eye!

snort!No one can affect the speed of my sword draw!

call out--

As the knife was pulled out and then withdrawn again, a satisfied smile appeared on Wei Xiaoxi's face.

Finally qualified.

A month and a half, a whole month and a half.

After practicing hard for so long, it’s time to reward yourself.

She touched her flat belly and murmured:

"It's been a month and a half, and I've probably grown a little taller. Well... I'll eat eight dishes later... It's true that the sect can't get a bigger basin?"

As she spoke, she went straight to the spiritual dining hall.

The vegetable auntie is in a good mood during this time.

Wei Xiaoxi, the big eater, probably went out a lot in the past few months and didn't come to the Ling Canteen to eat.

She can pack a lot of food back in the evening for herself or as a favor.

A new person came to the window. She took the rice bowl and asked smoothly:

"What to eat?"

"Sweet and sour pork ribs, squirrel mandarin fish, stir-fried lotus root... blah blah..."

At the familiar nightmarish voice, the aunt's face darkened and she raised her eyes.

The next moment, she was shocked.

It is indeed Wei Xiaoxi.

It can be seen that she has a slender figure, thin cheeks, and dark and yellow skin. She looks like the reincarnation of a starving ghost.

now……

She has fair skin, well-proportioned bones, a pair of sparkling eyes, and compelling aura. With her exquisite three-dimensional facial features, she looks like a girl who can only be raised by her family.

After being stunned, the aunt suddenly felt sour.

What they can cultivate is good. Even a starving ghost like Wei Xiaoxi can be cultivated into a person with temperament and as exquisite as jade by the spiritual energy essence.

Thinking of this, she no longer felt like glaring at Wei Xiaoxi, and she depressedly followed Wei Xiaoxi's request to get food.

He also automatically added a spoonful of vegetable juice.

Wei Xiaoxi was very satisfied with Auntie Cai's nice words today.

Sure enough, people are in high spirits during happy events, and everything they see and notice are beautiful things.

When she walked out of the spiritual dining hall, she immediately saw Xue Jin, Luo Xing, and Bai Cong.

Wei Xiaoxi's eyes lit up, she quickly stepped forward and greeted her warmly:

"Long time no see, I miss you so much!"

As he spoke, he excitedly held the hand of Xue Jin who was nearest.

Xue Jin rolled his eyes and said:

"But pull it down. I went to look for you a few days ago, but you drove me away. You won't lose your memory so quickly, right?"

"Hey, it's nothing. By the way, let's play together tomorrow." She changed the subject.

Xue Jin's eyes were alert:

"What do you want to do?"

Luo Xing slapped Xue Jin on the shoulder hard:

"Let's play together. What else can we do? Let's be her sparring partner...Am I right? Xiaoxi."

Wei Xiaoxi let go of Xue Jin and held Luo Xing excitedly:

"Brother Xing, you still understand me...Senior Brother Bai, are you coming with me? Your sharp sword is the best among us. I hope you can give me some advice."

Bai Cong asked in confusion:

"Are you going to gain practical experience so soon? Have you already mastered the sword drawing style?"

After saying that, I couldn't believe it.

He also practices sharp swordsmanship.

He had been practicing the Drawing Sword Style for five months... and he was considered to be very talented at it.

just now……

Wei Xiaoxi for one and a half months?

He wouldn't believe it even if I beat him to death.

Wei Xiaoxi blinked, thinking that he still wanted Bai Cong to be his sparring partner and couldn't be proud in front of him.

Therefore, he solemnly said:

"I kept spinning without taking a break. Most people don't practice as hard as me."

That's fast!Bai Cong still didn't want to believe it, so he raised his hand to pick up a leaf and waved it in front of Wei Xiaoxi.

The latter is a conditioned reflex.

call out--

She pressed her fingertips on the handle of the knife, and the standard starting movement... well, it can also be said to be the closing movement.

None of the three saw her draw the knife.

Under the last ray of sunset, the two halves of the green leaves were swirling and falling, and a gust of summer wind blew by.

Half of them hit Bai Cong's hands.

Bai Cong: "..."

He closed himself.

Luo Xing and Xue Jin were also surprised.

Both of them have good fire spiritual roots, and they are taking the powerful route.

I can't do it that fast, but I have seen and fought many monks who use fast knives and swords.

They knew that Wei Xiaoxi had indeed mastered the sword-drawing stance.

a month and a half...

Unbelievable.

This cannot be called a genius, it can only be called a monster!

The two of them came forward and congratulated each other repeatedly.

"Xiao Xi, you are so talented, and with a new knife, you have great hope in the first fifty years."

"Yes, keep this speed, keep a good mood, and don't have inner demons. One day, you will be able to stand out."

Listening to what the two said, Wei Xiaoxi smiled bitterly in her heart.

The original joy of practicing the sword-drawing posture also dissipated little by little.

For more than half a year, she has never concealed her desire for Xijincao, and they are also aware of their persistence.

Even... they all felt that they were paranoid or had inner demons. When they looked at her, their eyes always showed worry.

Wei Xiaoxi was happy and depressed at the same time.

What makes me happy is that my friends care about me, which is good.

The sad thing is that everyone can see that she has little hope of winning the first place.

Even she herself didn't have much hope.

The mountains in the distance are undulating and majestic, but they cannot hold back the red sun that is about to set.

Laws and rules are like this, and most of the time they cannot be changed by humans.

How many ordinary disciples have been overwhelmed by these two huge mountains of talent and resources?End with regrets in the end?

Wei Xiaoxi took a deep breath and replied with a smile:

"Well, thank you for your blessings... don't talk nonsense, just ask if you want to be my sparring partner?"

Loneliness flashed in her eyes.

Luo Xing and Xue Jin noticed it, and felt uncomfortable. They immediately became very righteous and their chests clapped loudly.

"The sparring matters are all on us."

Bai·Autism·Cong didn't say anything, but he didn't object, it was his acquiescence.

After achieving his goal, Wei Xiaoxi felt better. She said goodbye to her friends, went back to the dormitory, took a comfortable hot bath, and fell asleep.

She still has a lot of tough battles to fight.

The next day, Wei Xiaoxi woke up after noon.

"It's true that I practiced too hard in the past month or so and my body was exhausted, so I slept for so long."

She rolled her neck, started to put on her clothes, and walked out of the bedroom.

When they arrived at Baicao Peak, the three young men were already practicing.

"Xiaoxi, you just mastered the sword-drawing posture, you're drifting away."

"That's right, I'm slacking off."

The two young boys teased each other for a while.

"I was so tired that I fell asleep as soon as I touched the bed." Wei Xiaoxi explained.

Bai Cong regained some psychological balance.

Her hard work makes up for her shortcomings... If I had the energy to draw a sword thousands of times a day like Junior Sister Wei, I would probably be able to practice the drawing style no slower than her.

In other words, Wei Xiaoxi didn't know what Bai Cong was thinking, otherwise she would have said...

Do you want to hear what you're thinking?

Is it better to open up the knowledge sea first?

Sao year!