Palace Lord, he just wants to be beautiful

Yan Fei got up and stretched her muscles, and changed back into Yue Xingyue's appearance again, "The palace master is really curious, just chatting casually."

Tang Huan: "Aren't you looking for him to double cultivate?"

Yan Fei said absently, "Well, I seem to have heard voices, let's go out."

Tang Huan: "..."

OK, let's not say yes.

Tang Huan's face was as cold as ice in an instant, and he violently shattered the barrier around the cave. Even though Yan Fei signaled that someone was coming, he still sat on the rock wall and remained motionless.

In the next second, the figure of Immortal Feng Ling appeared in the cave out of thin air, those eyes that were as quiet as an ancient well were turbulent at this moment, and his spiritual consciousness swept across Tang Huan's whole body in an instant.

After confirming that he was safe and sound, Immortal Feng Ling breathed a sigh of relief, then turned his attention to Yan Fei, and angrily said: "Reckless!"

The coercion of the Nascent Soul Realm swept across the narrow cave, and Yan Fei's expression changed suddenly, and he was so suppressed that he fell to his knees.

"...Brother, disciple knows his mistake." He said tremblingly, explaining that he didn't want the Yue family to bear the bad name of killing their fellow disciples by mistake.

"Nonsense!" Immortal Feng Ling reprimanded again, but gradually his face softened. Fortunately, the result was good after all, and Diancang Mountain never lost two genius disciples.

"Once the sea of ​​consciousness is shattered, both of you will die at the bottom of the cliff. You are superficial but competitive. Yue Qixian and Yu Chuyang have already gone to the Xiuxin Tower to reflect, and you should go too!"

Yan Fei obediently agreed.

When the two were talking, Tang Huan was not idle. He took out the picture and sound transmission amulet to record the scene of Yan Fei kneeling in embarrassment. When he heard the words "Xiu Xin Lou", his hand suddenly fro shake.

Tang Huan asked in a low voice: "...Xianzun, where is Xiuxin Building?"

Feng Ling's expression was cold: "You don't need to know the place for self-cultivation and self-cultivation for the time being."

Seemingly naive and ignorant, he asked, "Then can I go too?"

"..."

"I'll go too. My disciple failed to build a foundation. Maybe the problem lies in his Taoist heart. Go to the cultivation building to cultivate his body and cultivate his character, and he will definitely be able to build a foundation smoothly!" Tang Huan said confidently, with good reasons. Zun couldn't refuse.

He thought that Tang Huan was thinking about the face of the Yue family's children, and he didn't want to make too much noise in the master's school. After thinking for a while, he nodded in agreement.

"The three of them will each stay for three months. As for you...if you can't build a foundation, don't come out."

"...Oh." Tang Huan choked so hard, he just said that casually, this Feng Ling is really serious.

Afterwards, Immortal Feng Ling sent the two of them directly to Xiuxinlou, without even giving Yan Fei time to recuperate.

Zhihai's injury is so serious that it is useless to raise him. It is better to go to the Xiuxin Building to exercise some resilience.

As the name suggests, the Xiuxin Building is a ten-story tower rising from the ground. The outside of the building is gray and black, and it is made of the dark night soul stone of the land boundary. At first glance, it is just a majestic and solemn dark building, but the inside is full of heaven and earth.

Immortal Feng Ling watched them step into the building, threw a few sword formulas into the building, and then swung his hand, closing the heavy stone door again.

As the gate closed, the thick darkness engulfed people like a substance, and the breath of the foundation establishment lingered around, and the two of them stopped at the same time without acting rashly.

Even after reading the original book, Tang Huan was still greatly shocked. It really was another world where he couldn't see his fingers. The darkness completely obscured his vision.

Yan Fei came from Shuiyue Sect, and had heard a little about the infrastructure of the second sect. She touched her chin and said, "Both eyes are useless, you need to use your spiritual sense. The palace master is pulling me."

Tang Huan rolled his eyes and ignored him.After searching around with his spiritual sense, he didn't see Yu Chuyang nearby, so he walked straight forward.

Yan Fei accurately clasped his shoulder, "Palace Master?"

Tang Huan turned his head and said coldly, "Let go."

"Are you angry?" Yan Fei was a little surprised, but more puzzled. He paused and asked tentatively, "...Because of Yu Chuyang?"

Tang Huan still said, "Let go!"

Yan Fei couldn't see his expression, but he could hear his obviously more depressed tone, and basically determined the reason.

Yan Fei couldn't laugh or cry for a while, but after thinking for a while, she really let go.

Tang Huan continued to walk, and he silently followed behind.

After walking in the dark for a while, Tang Huan frowned, restrained his breath, and walked silently. Looking back, Yan Fei was still following behind.

Yan Fei seemed to know what he was thinking, and kindly explained, "The palace master has a very special fragrance."

Tang Huan smelled it on his body, but there was nothing, and he became more and more depressed.

He wanted to come to Xiuxin Tower not to take the initiative to help Yan Fei extradite the demon energy and restore the sea of ​​consciousness, but because a sword spirit of the Falling Heaven Sword was hiding in this dark and sunless pavilion.

In the original book, before the protagonist participated in the Rookie Conference, he was under great pressure after hearing about the deeds of the rookies of various sects. In order to win glory for the sect, he wanted to forcefully break through to the middle stage of foundation establishment. It was so cracked that it turned into a blood man and almost died in Huangquan.

At that time, Feng Ling Xianzun also reprimanded him for being unstable in his dao heart and eager for quick success, and asked him to come to the cultivation building to think about his past mistakes, strengthen his dao heart and temper his body at the same time.

There are ten floors in the Xiuxin Building, which seems to be a place of punishment, but it is actually a rarer opportunity than Wangyou Lake.

The dark night soul stone was born in the dry bone land of the demons. It is condensed by the souls of the dead demons. Each layer is made of soul stones of different realms. , four mid-tiers, and so on.

The soul stone can not only retain the state pressure of the deceased, but also leave behind all kinds of emotions before death.

However, ordinary monks who have been punished so far will only feel the pain, life is worse than death, it is lucky not to go crazy, how can they think about cultivation?

This is a trial building built for geniuses!

The Falling Sword fell into the mortal world in order to find the Tianjiao who ascended to immortality. Many sword spirits transformed from the Falling Sword flew in all directions, not hiding as people in the Three Realms thought, but looking for Suitable candidates are located in places that are sufficient to screen talents.

The protagonist is like this. In order to shine in the rookie conference, he constantly challenges his limits in the cultivation building. He spends most of his time cultivating his physical body, and the other half of the time is constantly challenging the coercion on the second floor.

The breath from the peak of Foundation Establishment made his sea of ​​consciousness tumbling, sweat poured down like rain, his bones creaked and his nose and ears were bleeding from the shock, but he didn't flinch.

When he got to the middle of the stairs, the protagonist had already been crushed to the ground, but he was still crawling upwards steadfastly. This was the case for a whole month, and finally climbed to the second floor by virtue of the training of the sea of ​​consciousness and the physical body in the process.

The sword spirit has been lurking in the Xiuxin Building for countless years. It was the first time he saw a person with both resilience and talent. He immediately believed that the protagonist was the one who could ascend to the Tao, so he sneaked into his magic weapon and left with the protagonist. Xiuxinlou.

Tang Huan was distracted from recalling the plot, and unknowingly came to the stairs leading to the second floor. Yan Fei asked, "Why did you stop?"

From the outside, the Xiuxin Building only covers an area of ​​[-] meters, but there is a small boundary nested inside the building. In addition, there is no reference in the dark, and the consciousness can't tell the direction. If you want to search all floors, it will take at least a day. time.

The protagonist was punished to come to Xiuxin Building in advance. Although he has not broken through the middle stage of foundation establishment, with the protagonist's character, he will definitely try to go up in three months, so Tang Huan decided to wait here on the stairs.

"I want to practice here, stay away from me." He sat on the ground and looked around with his divine sense. There was nothing unusual. The sword spirit should have gone to observe the protagonist.

Yan Fei took half a step back and sat down, it was no different from not retreating, "The palace master turned out to be a cold war type."

Tang Huan didn't reply, and after a while, Yan Fei said again: "Palace Master, I don't have any medicine for pain relief." The delicate female voice was even more pitiful.

The corners of Tang Huan's eyes twitched violently, and the hand that flipped through the exercises almost tore the pages of the book.

He angrily took out a bottle and handed it over, still without saying a word, Yan Fei took the medicine bottle, hooked his fingertips in his palm, Tang Huan retracted like an electric shock, and then heard two chuckles from the darkness.

Yan Fei said leisurely, "Thank you Palace Master for the reward."

A pun, I don't know what it means.

Tang Huan wiped his hands vigorously on his clothes and cursed the bastard. Since Yan Fei didn't leave, he simply got up and walked upstairs a few steps, taking the initiative to stay away.

Sword Spirit, who had been observing in the dark, suddenly widened his eyes.

what's the situation? ? ?

It reconfirmed that Tang Huan's aura was in Qi training state, that's right, it was still far from breaking through and establishing a foundation!

A person who is in a state of Qi training, not to mention the level of ease on the first floor, but also so easy to go upstairs, what kind of person is this? !

Yan Fei smelled that the scent had faded, and she couldn't touch Tang Huan with her hand, so she couldn't help laughing: "The palace master cares so much about what I said to Yu Chuyang?"

The response was still silence.

"The Palace Master seems to treat him differently."

Tang Huan sneered, he kept silent about what he did, but he was very skillful at telling him what to say, did he really treat him like a fool?

After waiting for a long time to respond, Yan Fei finally frowned and followed up the steps.

The sword spirit who saw this scene was completely stunned.

Why, why is there another one?