Dragons farming in the realm of self-cultivation

Lu Xihou's consciousness was chaotic, and his whole person became distant.

Although it is close at hand, it feels like it is separated by countless mountains and rivers.

His breath has changed!

Lin Jingyun and Ning Chengbi felt it at the same time.

Ning Chengbi's footsteps moved, and the hand on the scabbard tightened, ready to draw the sword at any time.

Lin Jingyun stretched out his hand to hold him firmly, and said in a low voice, "Don't act rashly!"

Ning Chengbi met Lin Jingyun's eyes, tightened his hand on the sword, and then let it go.

Just as the two confronted each other, several small black dots appeared in the sky.

The two looked up to the sky at the same time, and saw several young monks coming with their swords.

The faces of those few monks were full of childishness. They looked young, but judging by their attire, they should not be ordinary disciples.

Lin Jingyun's footsteps moved, and he stood in front of Lu Xihou calmly. , After a few monks landed, they didn’t even look at Lin Jingyun and Lu Xihou, just stepped forward to talk to Ning Chengbi, “Senior brother Ning, are you going to plant fairy fire palms again?” “Senior brother Ning, why did you bring Outsiders come to our spiritual field?"

Ning Chengbi didn't answer? To answer their questions, he only asked: "Why are you here?"

The boy in the lead said: "We heard that you brought people to plant the fairy fire palm, so we came here specially to take a look."

Seeing that the conversation started, the rest of the teenagers said in a hurry: "That's right, Senior Brother Ning, planting fairy fire palms is not an easy task, don't be fooled by others." What can I do?" "Senior Brother Ning, did you agree to send out the Immortal Fire Palm Spirit Seed?"

There were men and women in this group of teenagers, and they looked at Lin Jingyun and Lu Xihou with unkind eyes.

Lin Jingyun smiled politely at Ning Chengbi, ignoring the group of teenagers.

Ning Chengbi's face darkened, "Who taught you to be so rude? Why don't you come over and apologize to Brother Lin and Brother Lu?"

The leader of the young man took a careful look at Ning Chengbi, and said unconvinced: "We are not worried that you will be deceived. How much real ability can the monks from Lingyang have?"

This was the first sentence Lu Xihou heard when he woke up from meditation, and immediately his blood surged.

He looked up at the speaker.

At a glance, it was recognized that the magic robe that the man was wearing was made of silk from the sky, and one tael of silk from the sky could sell hundreds of thousands of spirit stones.

It seems that the comer is a dude.

Lu Xihou immediately sprayed back, "Little brother's words are wrong, we Lingyang people have no real skills, I don't know what real skills little brother has?"

The young man was eloquent, and replied directly: "Anyway, our Kunlun won the first place in the group score in the academy league last year!"

Another boy added, "I remember that Lingyang's group points add up to more than ten people? There are no second-rate schools..."

Before he finished speaking, Ning Chengbi's face was full of frost, and he punched a gag, and taught him a lesson: "Speak out badly, go to the Disciplinary Department to receive the punishment."

The teenagers fell silent for a moment.

The young man in the lead didn't dare confront him head-on, but he was still unconvinced, paused, and muttered in a low voice: "It was originally, so don't let people say it."

Lu Xihou said: "Our group score is low because we don't value this false name. If the little brother is not convinced, we might as well compete in the ring to see whether it is me, a disciple of Lingyang, who is not good at cultivation, or a disciple of Kunlun who has high eyesight and low abilities!"

Ning Chengbi was a little helpless, and called out to Lu Xihou, "Brother Lu."

Told him not to fight the fire.

Lin Jingyun smiled, "I heard that among Kunlun's second-generation disciples, many of them are a bit arrogant because their parents are elders of Kunlun. Looking at it today, it is indeed so."

Lin Jingyun didn't save Kunlun any face.

Ning Chengbi's face darkened even more, and he glanced at the boys.

The teenagers didn't expect to encounter a ruthless stubble as soon as they were young, the senior brother got angry again, and immediately became angry and ashamed, blushing, but the senior brother's eyes were extremely severe, so they didn't dare to say anything.

The young man in the lead shrank his neck under Ning Chengbi's stare, but he was still unconvinced, and whispered: "You are just taking advantage of my young age to bully the younger."

Lu Xihou sneered, "I wonder how old the little brother is?"

"Seventeen." The young man lifted his chin slightly, with a proud look on his face, "I have reached the stage of panacea, so I don't know when your Excellency will be seventeen?"

"I'm 23 this year, and I've already entered Hinayana. Let's talk about it when you can enter Hinayana at 23."

"Hmph! It's hard to say whether I can enter Hinayana at 23, but you didn't form alchemy at [-]."

Seeing that Ning Chengbi was about to quarrel again, he was about to fight another gambit.

Lin Jingyun grabbed his arm and said with a smile, "They young people communicate by themselves."

Without moving the spirit sword, Ning Chengbi really couldn't get rid of the hand on his arm, so he had no choice but to suppress his temper, and raised his eyes to signal the young man not to continue talking.

The young man didn't receive his wink at all, but the more he talked, the more complacent he was, "Besides, the 23-year-old Hinayana is nothing. I, Brother Ning, who is standing next to you, entered the Hinayana at the age of 20. He is not proud. What are you? "

"I don't count. It's not your turn to rank. Brother Ning's achievements belong to Brother Ning, so don't blame yourself so shamelessly. Let's talk about it after you have my achievements."

Arguing with a little boy, Lu Xihou himself felt ashamed, he said flatly: "It's meaningless to fight with mouthpieces, what about Lingyang, after the end of this college league match, we will naturally see the outcome."

"Don't worry, even if the Lingyang Group divides Kunlun, my Lingyang disciples will not speak rudely, saying that Kunlun disciples have no real skills."

Ning Chengbi took a deep breath, "Brother Lu is serious, the juniors are ignorant, I apologize on their behalf."

As he spoke, he bowed, "Brother Lu and Brother Lin, please forgive me."

The teenagers were quite unconvinced. Seeing that Ning Chengbi had apologized, they didn't dare to say any more, but the leader muttered angrily, "Don't listen to good people, wait until they really plant the fairy fire palms." , you will know."

Lu Xihou snorted softly, "Look at people through the crack of the door, when I really plant it, don't beg me!"

Before Ning Chengbi could speak, the young man immediately choked, "Don't worry, the thing I'm worst at in my life is asking for help. Even if I'm short of spirit grass, I'll die immediately if I don't have it, and I won't ask you!"

Ning Chengbi couldn't take it anymore, stretched out his other hand and pressed it directly on the back of the boy's snow-white and slender neck, picked him up and stuffed it to the boy who followed him, and said with a calm face: "You all go back first? go."

The young boy in the lead was sealed by his whole body's spiritual power, and now he is like a mortal, unable to do anything but stare blankly.

The boy behind caught him, wrapped his arms around him and said in a low voice, "Senior Brother Wu, let's go back first."

Lu Xihou ignored them, and directly said to Ning Chengbi: "Just now I had some inspiration, and I want to continue communicating with the Immortal Fire Spirit Seed."

The jade box containing the spiritual seeds was already in his hands, and Ning Chengbi hadn't had time to take it back.

He didn't wait for Ning Chengbi to answer, he sat down cross-legged again, and said to Lin Jingyun before entering meditation: "Senior Brother Lin, please help me protect the Dharma again."

Lin Jingyun nodded, "Don't worry."

Lu Xihou spoke as if he was angry.

The spiritual power of the boy surnamed Wu was sealed, but Yan was not banned.

He was punished by his senior brother in public, and he was already a little annoyed. Seeing Lu Xihou like this, he sneered, and said in a low voice: "Pretending to be—"

The voice of the word "like" has not yet fallen.

A wave of spiritual power swayed silently from Lu Xihou's side.

"boom--"

The invisible force almost pushed the boy whose spiritual power was sealed off!

The boy's eyes widened, and he looked in Lu Xihou's direction in disbelief.

There is no Lu Xihou there, I saw a little white dragon flying out of the pile of clothes, flying into the air and rapidly growing in size.

Spirit power surged from all directions, like a tsunami, and was swallowed by the white dragon whale.

The speed of the surge of spiritual power was too fast, the size was too large, and even caused a scream, like the wind blowing in the cold winter.

When they passed through the spiritual power cover, the spiritual grass in the spiritual power cover was even blown upside down.

"What happened?!"

"Who is the intruder?!"

"Enemy attack—"

Almost instantly, countless monks from Kunlun came from all directions.

Everyone rushed towards this side with flying swords as if they were facing an enemy.

Ning Chengbi didn't care about checking the abnormality, so he flew into the air and used his spiritual power to agitate his voice far away, "You don't have to worry, it's Chengbi who is planting the fairy fire palm—"

"What? Cactus?"

"Isn't that a failure?"

"Elder Tu is trying to grow fairy fire palm again?"

Hearing the Immortal Fire Palm, the Kunlun elders who rushed over not only did not retreat, but speeded up instead.

When they came closer, they found that it was not their own children who caused the anomaly.

"dragon?"

"Is it Lingyang's little white dragon?"

"I said earlier, if there is anyone else in this face? If the fairy fire palm can be planted, that dragon should be the one with the greatest hope. Sure enough, I am right?"

Among the elders of the Kunlun Sword Sect, some were curious, while others were anxious.

"Why is this spiritual energy surging so strongly?"

"Why didn't you set up the formation in advance!"

"Quick! Strengthen the restriction, don't be affected by that side!"

"Ah! The old man's [-] grasses!"

Lu Xihou was in the middle of his spiritual power, completely unaware of the reaction from the outside world.

The thick spiritual power seemed to be squeezed into a solid spiritual power wall, forming a thick barrier around him.

In his eyes of spiritual power, he seemed to be in the eye of a typhoon. Not only did he not feel the pressure, but he even felt a bit of tranquility.

The spiritual power in the spiritual field is really sufficient.

Lu Xihou wagged his tail, closed his eyes, and curled the corners of his mouth intoxicated.

Among the spiritual fields he bought, the best ones were only middle-grade spiritual fields, but these were all top-grade spiritual fields. Once the spiritual power was stirred, the spiritual power was as thick as water, directly submerging him, and he could absorb it without much effort .

The most important thing is that these are not his spiritual fields, he doesn't have to worry about losing grades due to excessive absorption.

What could be more enjoyable than absorbing the spiritual power of others to improve one's own cultivation?

No!

Especially these spiritual powers are free!

Lu Xihou opened up all his meridians, desperately absorbing spiritual power.

The spiritual power stretched his meridians until the pain spread, the pain made him feel like peeing, and he didn't waste any of it.

This is the best opportunity to practice since he entered Hinayana.

Lingyang City has been in decline for a long time, and within Lingyang's sphere of influence, there is no place for training of this quality!

This may be his only chance.

Even if it hurts to urinate, and it hurts so much that you want to cry, he will hold on tightly.

After all, if you don't catch it this time, you may have to pay for Lingshi next time you want to practice in such a good place.

"God! He's madly plundering Lingzhi's spiritual power!"

"Stop him now!"

"Where did this dragon come from?!"

"Why did you let this dragon go to the spiritual field to practice?!"

Countless voices rang out, and countless spells came, but they couldn't get past Lin Jingyun's barrier.

For the first time, he showed his background as the prince of the Kyushu Empire, allowing Lu Xihou on the other side to swim into the sea of ​​spiritual energy, absorbing it happily!