The brother I picked up is enchanted

Si Xin looked at Jieyun in the distance with a condensed expression. Although he is a monk of the thunder system, his own profound thunder technique is not as good as Tianwei.His spells do not include the deterrent effect of the laws of heaven on all creatures.

He lowered his face, and his mind couldn't help but drifted to the young man in white again, whether the sudden reaction of the snow bone flute meant something.

Both Gu Zhen and Xiao Xiang stared at the open space covered by thunderclouds in the distance again, and the billowing thunder waves gathered in the sky were even worse than just now.

"He'll be fine..." Xiao Xiang said nervously.The glare of the thunder made her face pale, without any color, obviously frightened.

Maybe it's because there's nothing left and right now, and Si Xin doesn't mind saying a few words to these little disciples.

"This is the thunder tribulation of the Nascent Soul Stage. If you pass it, you will be reborn. If you don't pass it, you can only accept it. This is fate." Si Xin glanced in that direction, with a grim face.

Xiao Xiang's tongue was tied up in surprise, and he murmured: "Yuan... Yuanying period?!" Little Meng is so old, if he is a Yuanying monk, he can become a family worship and be admired by thousands of people , Even in Dazong, he can be an elder or a peak master.

A trace of surprise flashed in Gu Zhen's eyes, but he suppressed the emotion in his heart so as not to appear too shocked.

Si Xin's gaze stayed on Gu Zhen for a while, with some deep meaning in her eyes, but she didn't say anything, she just looked at the center of Lei Jie again.

His so-called Lei Fa is nothing more than stealing secrets from this mighty power.

Suddenly, the already condensed thunderclouds in the sky began to surge at an accelerated speed, as if something more terrifying was brewing.

Si Xin's pupils shrank. In his perception, the Nascent Soul Thunder Tribulation had actually been raised to a new level. Even the geniuses among geniuses would not dare to use the body of a golden core to handle this beast that had slightly surpassed the Nascent Soul stage. Thunder Tribulation...

After all, the monks are here to break through their own shackles through the thunder calamity, not to turn themselves into calamity ashes under the thunder.

Gu Zhen also seemed to realize that something was wrong, and quickly looked at the billowing thunderclouds in the sky, and said in a low voice: "I dare to ask the landlord if there is any change in this robbery cloud."

His voice sounded a little anxious, and as he finished speaking, several thunderbolts landed in the center of the thunder tribulation, lightning flashed, and it was impossible for him to see the situation inside clearly with his ability.

Si Xin released his consciousness, covering the entire minefield.The strength of the spiritual consciousness of the monks in the Mahayana period is naturally extraordinary, and even the thunder curtain built by the thunder calamity can penetrate and peep into the situation.

After seeing the situation in Lei Jiezhong clearly, even his eyes could not help but light up a little bit.

"You don't have to worry, he is fine, and he must be able to survive the tribulation smoothly."

Xiao Xiang heaved a sigh of relief when he heard this, even Fei Xing Huanzhu said that, obviously he was very sure of Xiaomeng's strength.

"The stronger the power of the thunder tribulation, the greater the help it will get after successfully crossing the tribulation." Si Xin glanced at them.

There are many disciples behind these people. Looking at the pattern on the clothes, they are all disciples of Furong Academy.But in his eyes, the cultivation of these disciples is really not enough.

Although the Academy of Mengtianjing is a subordinate force of Feixing Building, it mainly undertakes the business of Feixing Building in the secular world. Among them, the disciples who are talented and cultivated have passed the assessment early and were promoted to the headquarters of Feixing Building. Those who are still in the academy are either disciples with limited talents, or disciples who have no intention of immortality.

These two kinds of disciples, no matter which one they are, cannot go on the journey of cultivating immortals for a long time.

However, the two disciples I saw today seemed a bit special.

Si Xin looked away from the thunder cloud. This thunder disaster will last for seven days, and within these seven days, no one else can approach the center of the thunder disaster, or they will also be attacked by the thunder disaster, and the thunder disaster will be stronger every day. One day is strong.

"The thunder tribulation lasts for seven days, why don't you stay here as a watchdog?" Si Xin glanced at them and said to Gu Zhen, "Didn't you just tell me that I was far away, now that I am here, I welcome you well It's not too late."

Gu Zhen and Xiao Xiang were stunned for a moment, but Uncle Liu who followed them said, "White Water Town is not far from here. If the host doesn't dislike it, the disciples can arrange a place for the host in the town." The place......"

Before Uncle Liu finished speaking, he found that the figure of the man in purple had disappeared from his eyes.

"When you find a place, the deity will naturally appear."

Recently, mortals and monks in Mengtianjing are discussing the thundercloud outside Baishui Town. It is said that the thundercloud lasted for seven days. Some people think that the wrath of God will destroy Baishui Town, and some people think that there are high-level monks Cross the catastrophe there.

All the forces in Mengtianjing know each other well, and they can't figure out which faction of monks is crossing the catastrophe. If the other party is a casual cultivator, they can just draw people under their command.

Therefore, there have been many new faces in Baishui Town recently, and there are many high-level monks who want to use their spiritual sense to investigate the situation inside Lei Jie, but they almost lose their spiritual sense as if they encountered a fog.

Si Xin blocked another monk who tried to investigate the situation in Lei Jie, and gave a cold snort unceremoniously.

As long as there is no one among these people who can surpass him, they will not be able to know the truth about Lei Jie, and naturally they will not set their sights on that monk in white.

"You said that you saw him on the barren hills outside Boshan City?" Si Xin sat on the couch, and visited an incense burner before the table, burning the best spiritual incense.

Xiao Xiang remembered that when the other party first came here, he directly replaced all the incense in the incense burner with his own, and then stayed there with a look of disgust.

This is a quiet small courtyard on the back hill of Baishui Town. The wooden buildings are very elegantly built, and there are many pavilions and rockeries.

Seeing that the other party asked him about Xiao Meng, Xiao Xiang thought that what he knew was limited, and he had nothing to hide, so he told the truth.

After getting the answer, Si Xin fell into deep thought. He had seen the other party's mentality before, but it was a bit like the one in Fenglin Realm.I remember that the suzerain of the Cold Cloud Sect was named Meng. Could it be that this person is still Meng Qiuhe's son?

However, Meng Qiuhe's qualifications are far inferior to his. The person who has friendship with him is the previous generation of Hanyun Sect Master. As for Meng Qiuhe, he seems to have been killed halfway. After a long period of retreat, the contact with the Cold Cloud Sect has also become less.

Xiao Xiang noticed the other party's expression, and said cautiously: "Could it be that the landlord knows Xiao Meng's identity?"

"Xiao Meng?" Si Xin snorted softly, "No matter who he is, I will bring him back to Feixing Tower."

Si Xin's hands on the case were a little tighter, and he wanted to investigate why Xuegudi took the initiative to fly to the young man in white.

Suddenly, there was a sound of thunder in the distance, even though it was so far away, it seemed to explode in his ears, making Xiao Xiang cover his ears on the spot, but the thunder only lasted for a moment and then subsided instantly.

When Xiao Xiang raised his head, he could still see the figure of the man in purple.

When she got up and walked outside the door, she happened to bump into Gu Zhen. As soon as Gu Zhen returned to Baishui Town, he was stuck by his younger brother and couldn't get away from him, and he was always invisible.

"The thunderclouds are gone." After Gu Zhen finished speaking, he looked up and found that the originally dark sky suddenly became bright.

Before he could react, Xiao Xiang dragged him out of town.

"Let go, I'll go by myself."

As soon as Si Xin arrived outside Baishui Town, he saw a figure in white standing on the ground covered with ravines. Around him were large and small pits. Only the place where he was standing was still flat, as if it had not been affected by the thunder disaster. .

His eyes flashed, and before he stepped forward, the figure in white stood in front of him in the blink of an eye.

The spirit sword in the opponent's hand is no longer in the form of the sword soul before, but a re-condensed entity in the Nascent Soul Stage Thunder Tribulation.The blade of the sword looks simple and unpretentious, but the occasional cold light becomes sharper, as if it can cut a mountain with just one swing.

Si Xin's gaze quickly fell on the other party's slender and well-proportioned hand, which was holding a snow bone flute.

The Snow Bone Flute was given the name of Snow Bone Flute precisely because the body of the flute is made of high-quality thousand-year-old cold jade. It will not be disturbed by the cold air of the snow bone flute.

Before he could speak, Meng Lingrong said first: "Is this Lord Changhan's?"

"You know him?" Si Xin's originally loose expression became solemn.

"I know him...it's better to say that I saw him." Meng Lingrong pointed to her eyes.

"..." Si Xin didn't immediately deny it, but just analyzed the authenticity of Meng Lingrong's words.

The snow-bone flute belonged to Mr. Changhan before his death, so it is not impossible that there are remnants of souls on that flute... It's just that he hasn't seen it for so many years, why can this person?

"Then why didn't he come to see me..." Si Xin even changed his tone, as if he had become a mortal at this moment, not that proud Mahayana monk.

"He said it was not yet time."

Meng Lingrong glanced at him, there was no extra emotion in her eyes.Originally, because of Luo Xuanchuan's matter, he hated this Flying Star landlord, hated him to directly attack Luo Xuanchuan indiscriminately, and even almost killed him.

If Lord Changhan hadn't told him that Luo Xuanchuan was still alive, he would definitely not have stood in front of Si Xin so calmly, but even if he didn't do anything now, it was right that he didn't have a good face towards Si Xin.

After breaking through now, although he is still not Si Xin's opponent, there is still a chance to seize the opponent's weakness and take the opportunity to break through. In the coming days, the blame for Luo Xuanchuan's attack can be slowly settled.

Si Xin glanced at him and laughed: "Why, are you still so wary of this deity?"

Meng Lingrong didn't say a word, and the vigilance in his eyes didn't decrease at all. He sneered and said, "Aren't you worthy of vigilance?"

"You didn't fight with me as soon as you rushed up now. Did Mr. Changhan tell you something? For example, is your friend dead?"

Meng Lingrong froze for a moment, and quickly suppressed her emotions.Secretly thought that the Flying Star host was indeed a human being, and he guessed it right away.