There is always a rival who wants to attack me 2

"The suzerain is not well. I don't know where the young suzerain heard about the Yizong. He left a letter and left alone!" A monk rushed in in panic.

"What?" The head of the sect turned pale with shock, and hastily unfolded the note paper handed over by the monk. There was only a short sentence on it: "Ten years of retiring from the world, and now entering the world!"

Qingjun's official script is full of arrogance, and the meaning of determination hidden in it is even more touching.

"This silly boy..." The head of the Tiangang Sect closed his eyes, carefully held the paper to his chest, choked up uncontrollably, and wailed like a child.

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Youyue Valley

Li Xi stood in the bamboo forest outside Yizong Mountain, quietly examining the Zongmen Hall not far away.

Different from the magnificence of other sects, Yizong is more like a retreat from the world.The first floor and one building are all exquisite.

Randomly picked a bamboo leaf and sniffed lightly at the tip of his nose, Li Xi's expression became a little more careless.

In the final analysis, the Medical School is not a real high school, but it is because of its special status that it can maintain its current prestige.

At that time, the ancestor of the medical school united several famous sages to establish the medical school, and declared to the six realms: Anyone who seeks medical treatment does not need any property, as long as the character is upright and upright, and after recovering from illness, go to the ancestors A note of incense should meet three conditions.

This is just the most common strategy of combining vertical and horizontal, but because doctors are hard to find, and people from the six realms also often help with this kind of incense, so it has been accumulated from generation to generation to achieve the current grand occasion.

It's a pity that the leader of the medical sect of this generation is an idiot with a dizzy look.

Li Xi sneered, turned and left the bamboo forest.

The most urgent thing right now is to improve one's own strength.

Before stepping into the Mahayana, individual weapon cultivators basically put their minds on the way of refining tools. Other self-protection spells are just a taste, so they are often inferior to others when compared to fighting.

And the mottled physique of the original body's four spiritual roots made him stop at the golden core, making it difficult to improve.But fortunately, this is not unsolvable. If you can become the immortal puppet of your own life, you will be able to face it.

The natal fairy puppet is different from the sluggish marionette, but an independent existence with its own thinking.

According to the records in ancient books, the natal puppet can cultivate a realm higher than its master, and can communicate with the master's mind.

As long as it can be successfully refined, a Nascent Soul Stage Immortal Puppet, plus formations, is more than enough to deal with a medical school.

What's more, the Immortal Doctor has already knelt down and begged for a slap in the face, so how could he not respond?

As Li Xi thought about it, a treacherous smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

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On the other side of the inner courtyard of the Medical Sect, Gu Lingzhao was leisurely admiring flowers and tasting tea with the medical immortal.

"It is rumored that the ancestor who founded the medical school was the most knowledgeable and knowledgeable person in the six worlds. Today, it is indeed true. This medical school is indeed a blessed land of purity and beauty. Otherwise, how could there be such a beauty as Brother Jingyi?" ?” It seems that Gu Lingzhao is no longer pretending to be shy when speaking because he is already familiar with each other.Especially those affectionate eyes will always attract immortal doctors to want to stop.

Stretching out his hand to hold her in his arms, the Immortal Doctor squeezed the tip of Gu Lingzhao's nose affectionately and teased, "If I am a beauty, isn't Ling Zhao the Son of the Nine Heavens?"

"Brother Jingyi is talking nonsense again." Gu Lingzhao blushed, and pushed him to refuse.

The fairy doctor smiled happily, lowered his head and kissed the corner of his lips, and it was charming again.

And the Demon Lord, who was hiding in the dark, turned off his five senses, trying hard to resist the sourness in his heart.

The two people with the highest cultivation in the entire medical school, one is addicted to lust, and the other is avoiding pain, and no one realizes that the crisis is approaching...

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In the quiet room, Li Xi sat in the spirit-gathering array, brushed all kinds of materials in front of him with his fingers, and closed his eyes to comprehend carefully.

After a while, he moved his fingertips slightly, and a palm-sized cauldron suddenly appeared, floating in the palm of his hand.Then he thought freely, turned into a half-man and fell to the ground, silently.

At this time, the furnace has been officially opened, which is different from the calm and waveless preparations.When Li Xi picked up the first technique, the scenery in the quiet room suddenly changed.

The ink-colored cauldron is full of precious light.And a wide variety of materials are naturally floating around the cauldron.

Li Xi's fingertips were nimble and orderly, and the complicated formulas were precisely pinched out one by one, and printed on the cauldron wall.

The mixed liquid after the melting of various materials is gradually formed in the cauldron, and a baby-like embryo is gradually formed.

With the passage of time, Li Xi had completely settled down, and the spiritual energy in the spirit gathering array became stronger and stronger, tightly surrounding the quiet room.

A man wearing a wide-sleeved cassock suddenly and quietly appeared, it was the immortal monarch found from the fairy world.

Looking at the embryo in the cauldron that gradually developed self-consciousness due to Li Xi's spiritual consciousness, Xianjun's originally cold expression became more and more severe.

He stared at the embryo coldly for a while, then pulled out the consciousness belonging to Li Xi, and held it carefully in his palm.The red line connecting the little fingers of the two also turned into complicated inscriptions, winding up the wrists and imprinted on the hearts of the two.

Li Xi was quickly made up for the loss caused by blood refining, and the golden elixir from the dantian also slowly shattered, trying to break the elixir into a baby.

The cauldron exploded instantly, and the divine sound resounded throughout Youyue Valley.At the same time, Li Xi's Yuanying had just formed, and a villain with exactly the same facial features broke out of the golden core.

Her snow-colored hair fell down to her knees, and her brows and eyes were full of arrogance and inviolability.

After a long time, Li Xi opened his eyes from his meditation, only to find an extremely elegant man standing beside him.

The black hair is set against the white fairy clothes, and the extreme coldness and indifference mixed with the rigor that the sword fairy is known for turns into a familiar taste of abstinence.

The corners of Li Xi's lips curled into a charming arc, and his slender fingertips snaked down from the back of the man's neck, around the fragile throat, and gently rested on the collarbone.

"Are you the fairy puppet I forged?" He asked.

"Yes." The man nodded.

The young man's moist breath floated in his ears, and Qingyue's voice was low and hoarse with hints, which added ambiguity and taboo seduction, making people want to stop.

"It's so short, is it because he failed in spirit training or because he doesn't like to talk?" Seeing that he was unwilling to speak, Li Xi couldn't help but want to tease him even more.Holding the man's shoulder with one hand, touching his Adam's apple with the other.

The careless and gentle caress of the calloused fingertips, each stroke was like a hook on the tip of the heart, adding a touch of oppression to the man's deep eyes.

"No failure." He said slowly.The voice is deep and magnetic, but the ending is a little fuzzy, revealing a soft and tired feeling.

"That's good. You'll call me master from now on." Standing on tiptoe, Li Xi brushed his naturally scattered hair behind his ears, blinked slyly and said softly, "Now, come with me to slap your face!"