Don't fall in love, Xiuxian

On the low grass, Chu Xia was half-bent, with a calm expression, and a pair of dark eyes fixedly staring at the other side.

It was a leopard, with smooth body lines, well-proportioned and explosive muscles, it leaned back, bared its teeth, and assumed an attacking posture.

A man and a beast jumped forward at the same time. Chu Xia held a dagger half the size of her forearm in her hand, and stabbed at him with a flat swing of her arm.And the leopard turned around, dodging the blow, and bit Chu Xia from an extremely awkward angle.

The two fought against each other for a long time, until the whole body was covered with scars, and the winner was finally decided.

Chu Xia dragged the leopard, which was a little longer than him, towards the residence.

At this moment, his body was also covered with scars, scratched by sharp claws, whipped by the iron-like tail, and even bitten.

Blood almost stained his body red.

This was No. 15 days after he became a teacher. After the theory was memorized, he was taken to practice.

The spirit beasts selected by Mo Yan are all just a small level higher than him, and they cannot be defeated without any effort, and sometimes they will even be seriously injured, and then Mo Yan will pick him up.

Although his level has not changed during this period, Chu Xia's cultivation base has become more and more concise, and his actions and intuition during the battle have undergone earth-shaking changes.

When he was not injured enough to be able to move, Mo Yan seldom appeared after the battle, and it was Chu Xia who cleaned up the wound and soaked the medicine by himself.

This made Chu Xia's plan more difficult to realize.

"Why bother, what if your master knows that your blood has an inhibitory effect on his toxins, so what if he directly kills you and refines it into a elixir?" Zhong Ling actually didn't quite agree with Chu Xia's idea.

He only hoped that Chu Xia could use the resources Mo Yan gave him to quickly ascend to the Immortal Realm, instead of doing these actions that might threaten him here.

"No." Chu Xia soaked in the liquid medicine, lowered her eyes to see the emerald green liquid medicine mixed with fresh blood.

This liquid medicine will not only speed up his practice, but also heal wounds, no matter how serious the injury is, as long as he absorbs the liquid medicine, he will be healed.It is conceivable how precious the materials used for the liquid medicine are.

He raised his head and smiled relaxedly: "You have to trust me to judge people's level."

"What do you believe, you little brat." Zhong Ling snorted disdainfully, but did not forcefully stop him.

During this period of time, he also paid attention to Mo Yan's character. Although he said that he was relatively cold, he was really good to Chu Xia.

If Zhong Ling could feel Mo Yan's intention to use Chu Xia at the beginning, that faint feeling has disappeared by now.

Probably because he really treats Chu Xia as his apprentice and loves him—although his way of loving is different from ordinary people.

Two hours later, Chu Xia stood up from the transparent water, cleaned up her body briefly, put on her clothes and went to the training ground behind.

Mo Yan had already been waiting there at some point, as if he had drunk a lot of wine, and his body smelled strongly of alcohol.But his eyes were very clear, and his standing posture was as tall and straight as a pine and cypress, without the slightest sway or depression.

"Master." Chu Xia stepped forward and saluted.

"How do you feel this time?" Mo Yan asked.

"No..." Chu Xia hesitated for a moment: "I seem to have reached a bottleneck, unable to break through to the middle stage."

"Is the foundation solid?" Mo Yan frowned, walked over and pinched his wrist, and spiritual power flowed into the meridians.

Chu Xia suppressed her resistance, relaxed her body and let Mo Yan check.

The spiritual power in his body has been condensed to be like a liquid, which is twice as much as that of the people in the same period, but the realm has stagnated and no longer increases.

Mo Yan only checked a little bit, and he knew it in his mind. He withdrew his spiritual power, and said in a low voice: "You have practiced too fast these days, and it is normal to have bottlenecks."

"Then how can we break the bottleneck?" Chu Xia asked anxiously.

Mo Yan looked down at him, saw that his eyes were black and bright, and for some reason, he thought of the little milk dog who couldn't get food, and the corner of his mouth slightly curled up.

"It's good when the time is up." He gently stroked Chu Xia's hair, the soft hair felt so good to the touch, he couldn't help but stroke it a few more times.

Chu Xia rubbed subconsciously, "How long will it take?"

"It depends on you." The smile on Mo Yan's face faded, and he patted Chu Xia's shoulder: "Come on, let me see your progress over time."

Before he finished speaking, Chu Xia grabbed his wrist with his backhand and twisted it forcefully. At the same time, the dagger tied to his arm slid down and stabbed at Mo Yan.

Mo Yan tilted his head to avoid the blow, passed his other hand across his chest, and patted the numb points on Chu Xia's arm with his fingers.

The moment Chu Xia let go of her hand, she jumped back, and the dagger was retracted in front of her body, blocking Mo Yan's attack.It's just that he was not as strong as Mo Yan, and he was beaten back two steps before he could barely stand still.

Mo Yan didn't give him a chance to catch his breath, and in a flash, he circled behind him and struck his waist with a palm.

Chu Xia slammed her foot on the ground, turned around to dodge, and used her inertia to stab with her backhand.

Naturally, it was not stabbed.

Someone grabbed his arm and twisted it lightly. Before he could react, someone kicked behind his knee, and his leg bent down immediately.

In a half-kneeling posture, with his hands clamped behind his back, he moved without breaking free.

Seeing the little apprentice's eyes dim, Mo Yan let go of him, "Don't be discouraged, this is already pretty good."

One must know that Chu Xia had only been beaten up back then, but now she can fight back anyway.

But Chu Xia was still unhappy, her face puffed up slightly.He has never been able to survive ten moves in Mo Yan's hands, and this is the result of Mo Yan letting him... How can he avenge his family when he is so weak.

Mo Yan saw what he was thinking, and smiled lightly and patted his head: "It's not that you are weak, it's that I'm too strong, you can't beat me."

No matter how you say it, Mo Yan is a genius, and he came out of the mountain of corpses in the sea of ​​blood. It would be wrong if he couldn't restrain Chu Xia.

Chu Xia was depressed for a while, then turned his head and thought about it, he yawned embarrassingly, "Master, I'm going to sleep."

Keep your spirits up and continue fighting tomorrow.

"Go." Mo Yan pinched his face.

Chu Xia nodded, walked back a few steps, and seemed to think of something again, her round eyes blinked, a bit hesitant.

"What's the matter?" Mo Yan looked down at him, and felt that the little apprentice's ears were moving, so cute, it made people want to reach out and pinch them.

Chu Xia bit her lip, and finally shook her head: "It's nothing, I'll go back first."

It's probably not a good way to get straight to the point, he'd better think again.

Mo Yan didn't stop him, but just took a sip of wine thoughtfully, feeling that the little apprentice had grown up, and he knew something was hidden from him.

Although I didn't confess anything to him at first.

After returning to the room, Chu Xia didn't fall asleep. He lay on the bed, propped his head up and thought about how to let Mo Yan know the effect of his blood.

"Don't think about it." Zhong Ling comforted him: "It's just that the time hasn't come yet."

"Do you think this is training? It's not yet time." Chu Xia snorted softly, then turned her head and began to think about when she would be able to break through to the middle stage of Golden Core.

The excessively fast training speed during this period made him greedy, and he wanted to break through immediately, become very powerful, and seek revenge.

Practice should not be too hasty, Chu Xia bit her fingertips, thinking to herself, probably because of an imbalance of mentality that caused the inability to break through.

But it is not easy to calm down.

"Relax." Zhong Ling talked to him: "You are already unparalleled in talent, and after my baptism, you are even more incomparable. As long as you calm your mind, even if you reach the top of the world, you will have no problem at all."

"It's easy to say." Chu Xia clicked her tongue lightly, but slowly closed her eyes.

In the silence, he couldn't help recalling his brother's last words: "Xiamen, live on."

Naturally, he would survive, but it was not enough to appease the resentment in his heart if he did not avenge the extermination of the clan.

Just because of a Lingshi mine, he actually wiped out his Chu family, even the baby.If his family members had not used their lives to help him escape, he might have died there too.

Especially in the attacking family, there is also the Song family who has a good relationship with their family.The Song family has been on good terms with the Chu family for generations. The elder brother's fiancée is the second daughter of the Song family, but the Song family's knives are the ones who stabbed the deepest.

Among the three families besieging the Chu family, Chu Xia hated the Song family the most.

He lost his drowsiness, took a deep breath, turned over and sat up, posing in a training posture, and his breath gradually took a long time.

Mo Yan glanced out the window, feeling the accelerated spiritual power in the air, and a faint smile rose between his brows.