Someone always brushes my favorability

"There are three more monks." Ling Xiao glanced at her, then turned his gaze back to the floating arena, and said calmly.

"So fast!"

Gu Xianer pretended to be very worried about Ling Xiao, and said with concern: "Brother, you must be careful."

She lowered her eyes, covered her eyes, took out a jade bottle from the system space, and handed it to Ling Xiao with a blushing face.

There is a fortune pill in the jade bottle, which is a "special pill" that Gu Xian'er painstakingly refined for Ling Xiao.

She has never found a chance for Ling Xiao, but now is the time.

"Junior Sister, who is this?" Seeing the jade bottle handed over by Gu Xianer, Ling Xiao pretended to be puzzled, and did not immediately take what was in her hand. After all, with the Peach Blossom Mirror in front of her, these How dare Ling Xiao accept what the raider gave him?

Who knows if it will suddenly be recruited?

Even if there are dumplings, there will be times of negligence. In short, it is better to be cautious.

Gu Xian'er didn't know what was going on in Ling Xiao's mind. Seeing that he hadn't accepted the jade bottle for a long time, Gu Xian'er blushed and whispered to Ling Xiao: "Senior Brother, this is the Good Fortune Pill I got by accident. Both of them can improve the cultivation level of a monk by one realm, this time Dao Discussion Competition has Zhenjun Yuanying participating, I am very worried about you..."

With tenderness in her eyes, Gu Xian'er narrated her concern and worries for Ling Xiao, and emphasized how rare the Creation Pill is.

"Don't worry, this Fortune Pill won't have any side effects." Seeing Ling Xiao remained silent, Gu Xian'er quickly added.

"Such a heaven-defying pill, how does Martial Nephew Gu know that it has no side effects?"

At this time, a hand reached between Gu Xian'er and Ling Xiao, and took the opportunity to pick up the jade bottle containing the fortune pill.

The cold voice made Gu Xian'er's face change slightly.

"Uncle Master."

Ling Xiao greeted Yan Chi with a smile.

"Ah Xiao, you can't take random pills like this that can improve your cultivation." Yan Chi glanced at Gu Xian'er, and pointed out: "You know, the pills that can often improve your cultivation are all Overdraft the monk's lifespan in advance."

Sow discord!

Gu Xian'er's face almost crooked when she met Shang Yan Chi's provocative gaze.

"Senior Brother, Good Fortune Pills are refined from all kinds of natural materials and earthly treasures, not like Explosive Pills, you believe me..." Gu Xianer looked at Yan Chi timidly with grievances in her eyes, and pulled Ling Xiao's clothes Sleeve anxiously explained.

Ling Xiao pulled away his sleeves without a trace, and said with a smile, "Junior Sister, I believe in you."

Ling Xiao's words fall

Suddenly, a bright smile appeared on Gu Xian'er's face, and she glanced at Yan Chi with some complacency.

Let's see, so what if the favorability is 60?

Ling Xiao still didn't believe her words.

"Uncle, should you return the Creation Pill now?" Gu Xian'er stretched out her hand and said to Yan Chi with a smile.

At this moment, Yan Chi made an unexpected move.

He did return the Creation Pill to Gu Xian'er, but the way of returning it was a bit special.

Yan Chi took advantage of Gu Xian'er's speech to envelop the Good Fortune Pill with a ball of spiritual energy, flicked the Good Fortune Pill into Gu Xian'er's mouth with a flick of his fingertip.

The medicine pill melts in the mouth.

Gu Xian'er was stunned, and Ling Xiao also curled the corner of his mouth quietly because of Yan Chi's sudden move.

"Uncle Master doesn't believe in the efficacy of Good Fortune Pill. Since Nephew Gu keeps saying that it has no side effects, Nephew Gu will prove it to Uncle Gu." Yan Chi said solemnly: "Maybe Nephew Gu has leaped into the golden elixir stage. I also have the opportunity to participate in the Dao Contest."

When Gu Xian'er came back to her senses, the elixir had already spread in her abdomen, and a huge aura erupted in her body, in the middle stage of foundation establishment, in the late stage of foundation establishment... Gu Xianer's cultivation was steadily rising, and finally her cultivation was fixed at the middle stage of Jindan.

Many peeping eyes came from all directions.

Gu Xian'er was both happy and sad, but she was happy that she was now a Golden Core cultivator, and she was eligible to participate in the Dao Discussion Competition and compete for the place in the Floating Bamboo Forest.

The sad thing is that the Dream Weaving Gu in Good Fortune Pill was specially cultivated by her for Ling Xiao.

Dream Weaving Gu, as the name suggests, can weave people's dreams.

Gu Xian'er carefully weaved a tragic dream for Ling Xiao. In the dream, Ling Xiao was used by Yan Chi to hurt...all his family and friends died because of Yan Chi. , reduced from the proud son of heaven to a useless person, and was brutally killed by Yan Chi in the end, died with hatred, and then came back after being reborn——

Such a dream script was Gu Xian'er's inspiration after reading a lot of sadistic novels, anyway, it came from no matter how miserable it was.

As long as Ling Xiao takes the Good Fortune Pill, the Dream Weaving Gu takes effect, and the dream and reality merge, Ling Xiao will be launched in the Rebirth 20 version!

The version 20 version of Ling Xiao is full of deep-rooted hatred for Yan Chi - in this way, Ling Xiao can't wait to kill Yan Chi, so how can he be captured by him?

Gu Xian'er had calculated everything, but she didn't calculate that Yan Chi actually intervened, making all her calculations come to naught!

Gu Xian'er couldn't help having a sore nose, looked at Ling Xiao wronged and said: "Senior brother, the fortune pill I prepared for you is gone..."

"It's okay, senior brother doesn't need the Creation Pill." Ling Xiao twitched the corners of his mouth and comforted him for a while.

sentence.

At this time, on the floating arena, the Nascent Soul Lord of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect had defeated seven opponents in a row, and the next opponent was Ling Xiao.

"Brother, you must be careful, I'll wait for you to come back..." Gu Xian'er said with tears in her eyes, pulling Ling Xiao's sleeve, reluctantly.

Ling Xiao's heart trembled, and he was taken aback by Gu Xian'er's attitude of parting from life to death.

He quickly pulled away his long sleeves, and with a flick of his body, the tall and tall figure landed on the floating ring in the blink of an eye.

Ling Xiao sacrificed his natal spirit sword, the crimson long sword that flickered with thunder light was as thin as a cicada's wing, with a cold edge shining.

The Nascent Soul Demon Monarch of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect didn't pay attention to Ling Xiao, a middle-stage Golden Core swordsman.

With a bit of arrogance, he sacrificed the phantom needle, and hundreds of long pitch-black poisoned needles floated in the air, heading towards Ling Xiao through the sky——

Ling Xiao's peach-blossom eyes narrowed slightly, with a trace of coldness in the raised eye ends. Facing the dark sky filled with poisonous long needles, his expression remained unchanged, and his walking steps were as mysterious as a ghost, making people unpredictable.

The black figure appears from time to time and disappears from time to time. His speed is so fast that people can't see his movements clearly.

Just hearing a "ding ding ding dong", Ling Xiao had already broken through the blockade of the magic shadow needle and approached the opponent.

Looking across Ling Xiao's torn Taoist robe long sleeves, there was a smell of blood. It was the wound left by the phantom needle. The corner of Wanmomen Yuanying Mojun's mouth evoked a confident smile, and his attitude was even more contemptuous.

He made a tactic with both hands, and dozens of dark and thick thorns and vines rose from the ground, rushing forward with lightning speed.

Overwhelming, the entire floating arena was covered by pitch-black vines covered with sharp short thorns.

Through the gap between thorns and vines, Ling Xiao suddenly smiled when he met those contemptuous eyes, as if looking at a dead person.

With a twist of his wrist, he used the third form of the phantom swordsmanship——

The sword intent was like an erupting volcano, with an extremely hot aura, it tore apart the pitch-black thorns and vines in front of it!

The disciples of the Immortal Dao Sect couldn't help holding their breath. They seemed to see a roaring fire dragon break through the cage and slam into the contemptuous and arrogant Wanmo Sect Nascent Soul Demon Monarch with unparalleled momentum.

The fire dragon condensed with sword intent was so close at hand, everything was caught off guard.

stunned!

Shock!

Incredible!

There was a burning pain in his chest, and a mouthful of blood spewed out.

How can it be?

His phantom needle was filled with extremely rare poison in the entire firmament world.

How come this Xiandaomen sword cultivator has no symptoms of poisoning at all?

The Nascent Soul Demon Monarch of Wanmomen opened his eyes

With big eyes, full of bewilderment and doubts, he flew upside down out of the floating arena, and was finally caught by a cloud floating in the air like cotton.

Ling Xiao won!

And it's so easy to win!

The brothers and sisters of Xiandaomen couldn't help cheering.

After resting for half an hour, Ling Xiao ushered in his second opponent, a late Jindan monk from Yinshamen.

In fact, the monks from Wanmomen and Yinshamen are not difficult for Ling Xiao to deal with.

The two sects like to use poison, but Ling Xiao has a Wugou glass body, no matter what kind of poison it is, it has no effect on him, and he also raises a little blue that feeds on poison.

In terms of poison techniques, Ling Xiao is no worse than the disciples of Yinshamen.

The Yinshamen disciple lost the match, so he could only drag the scrapped zombie down the ring in desperation.

Ling Xiao was not injured, but only consumed [-]% of the spiritual power in his body, but half an hour later, the spiritual energy in his body had fully recovered.

His next opponent is a monk of the Hehuan Sect.

I saw a pure and charming girl in pink flying out from the direction of He Huan Sect, like a butterfly, and landed on the opposite side of Ling Xiao deftly and beautifully.

"Senior brother, you should be merciful~~"

The female cultivator in pink had a gentle and charming voice, and her elongated tone was like a small hook that tickled my heart.

While speaking, she shook her slender hand, tapped her lotus feet, and released the pink gauze from her hand, turning into a nimble swimming snake and shooting towards Ling Xiao.

The silver bells on the wrists and ankles made crisp sounds, and invisible ripples spread out, as if sharp needles were constantly attacking the monk's soul.

It turned out to be a rare soul attack spirit weapon!

"Ah! She is the Holy Lady of the Hehuan Sect, Nie Taoyao!" A monk recognized the nun in pink and couldn't help but exclaimed.

"It is said that she has a very powerful spirit weapon for attacking the soul. If she makes a move, the opponent will become a fool at the slightest, and the soul will be destroyed at worst!"

"Although it's just a Golden Core cultivator, even a Nascent Soul cultivator has to be afraid."

"So, isn't this fellow Daoist Ling from the Immortal Dao Sect in danger?"

"That's not necessarily true. I heard that Fellow Daoist Ling is the arrogance of the Immortal Daoist Sect, so it's not certain who will win the battle."

Under the floating arena, disciples of the righteous way were discussing and staring at the stage.

"What is he doing!" Suddenly, many disciples of the righteous path exclaimed in astonishment, their eyes widening in surprise, "Why did fellow Daoist Ling close his eyes?"

On the arena, Yin Ling's voice kept ringing, the voice was clear and sweet, but it was like a reminder.

Just like what Wei Shuo said, the soul's attack spirit weapon is invisible and invisible, making it hard to guard against.

Ling Xiao stood on the ring and closed his eyes.

Yin Ling's voice slowly receded, and the vision was pitch black, including the pink-clothed female cultivator, who also disappeared.

"Fellow Daoist Ling closed his five senses."

Lu Baici stood up on the floating stone where Tianjizong was located, his eyes fell on Ling Xiao, and he quickly saw the way.

"Spiritual attacks are everywhere. Only by closing one's five senses and not being able to sense anything from the outside world can one be immune to spiritual attacks."

Lan Wei looked at the floating arena with some concern, "Now that Fellow Daoist Ling can't sense everything from the outside world, how can he deal with Nie Taoyao?"

Clearly, this is a problem.

Before closing the five senses, Ling Xiao had already considered it.

Since he can't sense Nie Taoyao's position after closing the five senses, then let Nie Taoyao be unable to avoid his attack no matter where he is.

Nie Taoyao's pink gauze is already close in front of her eyes, and the soft gauze is full of murderous intent at this moment, and it is about to penetrate Ling Xiao's chest!

But at this critical moment, countless long swords with condensed sword intent floated around Ling Xiao's body, exuding a cold and terrifying aura.

The black robe is automatic without wind.

Crimson Shadow Sword let out a long cry, like a signal, the long sword condensed with sword intent burst out of the air!

On the floating arena, all swords are fired!

Facing the rain of swords all over the sky, Nie Taoyao's complexion changed drastically, she nodded her lotus feet, and retreated hastily, only to find that she was surrounded and had no way to retreat.

In desperation, she had no choice but to sacrifice her defensive spirit weapon to resist Jian Yu's attack.

The scarlet long sword condensed with sword intent collided with the shield and disappeared into the air.

There was a clanging sound.

The shield became dimmer and cracks appeared, spreading like spider webs.

Fortunately, the rain of swords all over the sky has disappeared.

Nie Taoyao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and with a "click", the shield split open.

However, in the next second, the hair-numbing sense of danger rose again, and the dissipated sword intent gathered again, coming through the air with lightning speed.

Nie Taoyao looked horrified, touched her lotus feet, and turned her hands, pink veils flying all over the sky, trying to block the sky-filled scarlet sword blades that seemed to tear apart the space and came towards her.

The sword screams and howls!

The pink veil was torn apart inch by inch, as if peach blossoms were flying all over the sky, and the Scarlet Shadow Sword pierced through the chest, splashing a little bit of blood red.

Nie Taoyao's complexion was pale, and her pink clothes were stained red with blood. She fell into the floating arena and was caught by the floating clouds.

The five senses recovered, Ling Xiao opened his eyes, and the Scarlet Shadow Sword was full of power, circled in the air, and fell back into his hand.

"Ahem..." A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Nie Taoyao's lips

She took a healing elixir, held her bloody chest weakly, looked at Ling Xiao with resentment and anger, and said, "You are so cruel~~"

Yu Yin was tactful and affectionate, full of sorrow.

Ling Xiao gave her a cold look, and jumped off the ring.

"Brother, are you alright?"

Gu Xian'er stepped forward to meet him, seeing that the blood from his ears had stained the skirt of the black Taoist robe red, with an anxious expression on his face.

"Let me wipe it for you..." She took out a handkerchief and tried to wipe off some blood for Ling Xiao.

"Need not."

Ling Xiao dodged Gu Xian'er's hand, and without any delay, he sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and meditated to quickly recover the aura in his body.

Gu Xian'er stood awkwardly on the spot holding a handkerchief, a trace of disappointment appeared on her beautiful face.

"Junior Sister Gu, Junior Brother Ling still has several opponents under him. Now is the time to hurry up and recover the aura in your body."

How can I waste time with her?

Chu Hongying shook her head secretly in her heart, feeling that Ling Daoyou, a junior sister, was a little out of sorts.

Gu Xian'er took back the handkerchief a little bit.

Seeing this, Yan Chi sneered in his heart, and a hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-11-1922:07:24~2020-11-2023:33:52期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!