Rebirth Cultivation Food for Heaven

The smoke and dust drifted across the sky, and everything returned to calm.

Si Weiqian pushed aside the blood-phagating barrier and looked out, the beast was lying motionless on the ground, the joint attack of the three monks was really amazing, even such a ferocious monster couldn't bear it.

The surviving monks panicked one by one, and slowly leaned out from their hiding places, unable to believe that the disaster was over.

A wisp of blue-white smoke floated from the head of the beast. It was the primordial spirit left behind by the gluttonous beast. The primordial spirit fled in a hurry. The three monks shot at the same time, wanting to collect it.

The three of them showed their magical powers, and the five-color dharma cover that had been left aside suddenly shone with light, covering the primordial spirit, and fled back to Li Yangping's hands, Ji Xu and Xiahou Yongyi caught an empty space.

"Accept." Li Yangping smiled and put away Yuanshen.

Jealousy and hatred appeared in the eyes of Ji Xu and Xiahou Yongyi. Once they lost their common enemy, they would be incompatible.

Si Weiqian watched this scene from a distance, showing envy.If he recruited the Taotie Shadow, he would definitely catch the Taotie God Beast Primordial Spirit faster than them. Although his was only a soul beast, after all, the origin was figured out.

But it is impossible for him to plot treasures in front of those three people and do things to anger them. Compared with Taotie Yuanshen, Sheng Wang Dan is still more practical.

But it's a pity when you think about it, Taotie Yuanshen is very common to them, but in Si Weiqian's hands, it is connected with Dao Xin.

"When you are like them, you can get whatever you want, don't be in a hurry." Ji Yong seemed to see his thoughts.

How difficult it must be to cultivate to the late stage of Yuanying, Si Weiqian smiled wryly, but it was not so regrettable to be comforted by him.

All the monks rested and returned to Tianluo Tower, the sorrow of the fall had already been diluted by the joy of victory.

As heroes in exterminating the beasts, Si Weiqian and Lu Xingyao each got a Holy King Pill.

When Li Yangping handed over the box containing the Holy King Pill to them, it made many late-stage alchemy practitioners jealous, including Ji Yong's eyes fixed on the wooden box in Si Weiqian's hand, wishing he could put the box in Si Weiqian's hand. Two holes were burned in the wooden box.

A crisis was finally resolved, and the cultivators gathered in Tianluolou dispersed one after another.

Si Weiqian also returned to the Hehuan Sect with Ji Yong, but they did not leave with the other members of the Hehuan Sect, but the two deliberately delayed for half a day before leaving slowly.

Si Weiqian stood on a towering tree, and Qian Jiangyue turned into a white fireball and hit the cultivator in front of him.

The white flame exploded, like a firework blooming in an instant, burning the man screaming and thumping away.

Ji Yong floated up to him unhurriedly, and threw away a bloody man.

"Why did you let that person escape?" Ji Yong looked at the fleeing person, "It's not a good habit to be soft-hearted. When they want to rob you, they won't give you a way to survive."

Si Weiqian glanced at the mass of flesh and blood on the ground, and said wearily, "I'm so tired."

This is already the third wave of people they killed.

At this time, Si Weiqian is like a fragrant steamed bun, anyone who wants to touch it or take a bite.

Shengwangdan, what a precious thing, if you don't have a certain strength, you will be chopped into minced meat as soon as you go out.

"You are really hot right now." Ji Yong wiped his hands, "everyone has wanted you since you were appreciated by the ancestor Xiahou, but now, another Holy King Pellet is pressed down, so Li Yangping really wants you!" No good intentions."

Although they deliberately left late and tried their best to avoid most of the people, it was inevitable that some lucky people would find them.

"It will definitely be harder for the two of us."

"It's the safest just the two of us." Ji Yong cast his consciousness and scanned the surroundings again.

Si Weiqian looked at his profile and understood his meaning. If he walked alone, he would be besieged and bullied him. Even if Ji Yong wanted to protect his Saint King Pill, it would be very difficult for him.

But since when did he seem to believe that the two of them were going to be together?

There was a subtle emotion in my heart.

"Do you want the Holy King Pill?" Si Weiqian asked suddenly.

Ji Yong looked at him intently and said that he didn't want it, that would be a lie, but he was thinking about having a baby.

But what did he mean by asking that?

"Keep it safe." Ji Yong struggled to shift his gaze.

Si Weiqian laughed secretly at his tangled expression: "If you don't want it, I'll eat it."

Ji Yong ignored him, fell from the top of the tree to the ground, swept the ground with his feet, and Si Weiqian followed.

"You take a break, and I will protect the law for you."

Most of the people who conspired against the law came from Chong Siweiqian. After several rounds of fighting, his spiritual power was exhausted.

Si Weiqian sat down where he swept, closed his eyes for a while, unable to meditate.

"Come and sit down too." Si Weiqian patted his side.

The two sat side by side under the tree, neither of them spoke, although they were quiet, they didn't feel deserted at all.The wind in the mountains rolled up the fallen leaves, blowing into their hearts with a hint of coolness.

The shoulders that are close to each other, even through the fabric, can feel the body temperature of the other party, as if something soft has climbed into the atrium.

"Show me your hand." Si Weiqian said.

Ji Yong paused, raised his right arm, and rolled up his sleeve.

There was a cut on his forearm, which was scratched during the fight just now. Although he hid behind him and didn't deliberately mention it, Si Weiqian still found out.

For a cultivator at the alchemy stage, this injury is so light that it can be ignored directly. It only takes a few days for the stutter to heal and fall off.But Si Weiqian carefully applied the medicine to him, and then bandaged him up.

"I remembered." Ji Yong patted his thigh, "My thigh was also injured, I took off my pants to show you now? You also bandage it by the way?"

Si Weiqian glanced at his intact trousers, and sneered, "Wouldn't it be better for you to hurt your descendants?"

"Aren't you going to cry then?"

Si Weiqian had the urge to create a wound on his thigh right now.

Ji Yong touched the wrapped arm, looked at Si Weiqian with a black and stinky face, and thought of pinching his face again.

"Let's conceive a baby together." Ji Yong whispered in his ear.

Si Weiqian turned his head to look at him, his eyes sparkled, his smile was gentle, without any trace of evil, as if he could feel at ease just by seeing his smile.

How could he smile so warmly?

"What do you mean?" Si Weiqian's heartbeat accelerated slightly, and there was imperceptible tension in his tone.

Ji Yong moved closer again. He was obviously of a negative physique, but he could always feel the scalding temperature.

"Conceive a baby together, practice together, and cultivate the Dao together."

Si Weiqian's heart trembled, as if hit by a hammer, his body trembled.

At this moment, there is nothing in my mind, only a heart-pounding sentence, and a handsome face.

After a long silence, Si Weiqian smiled slightly, showing warmth in the cold wind.

A light kiss landed on the corner of Si Weiqian's mouth, carefully, as if some rare treasure was being held in the palm of his hand and cared for.

It's hard to imagine that such a superficial kiss would come from someone like Ji Yong.

"Then I'll take it as your promise." The magnetic voice lingered in my ears.

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I don't know if it's because of getting the Holy King Pill that Si Weiqian became more enthusiastic about cultivation.Apart from setting aside time to cook soup for Ji Yong, he practiced day and night.

On this day, he came to Diyan Hot Spring to practice as usual, but saw an acquaintance.

The young man's delicate body is like an immature fruit, green and seductive, especially after soaking in the hot spring, it reveals a charming pink color, and the long black hair against the black eyes is alluring.

Seeing Si Weiqian, Xiao Yan immediately said eagerly: "Senior Si."

Si Weiqian was very surprised to see him here, but it was difficult for him to ask why you were here, after all, he was an outsider in comparison.

Xiao Yan has already said to himself: "My cultivation base has reached a critical moment in the late stage of foundation establishment. I specifically asked the suzerain for instructions to use the hot spring here to break through. I didn't hinder senior, right?"

Si Weiqian shook his head, Xiaoyan and Ji Xu Jiyong don't use it, they have a positive physique, it's best to come here to practice, Si Weiqian has no reason not to allow it.

Xiao Yan obviously misunderstood Si Weiqian's expression, and timidly said: "I'm sorry, senior, I'll leave right away and never disturb your cultivation." He was about to crawl out of the pool as he spoke.

"No, you continue." Si Weiqian said lightly.

Xiao Yanwu looked at Si Weiqian with Liuliu eyes: "Senior, don't you like to see me?"

Because of Ji Yong, it is really hard for Si Weiqian to say how much he likes Xiao Yan, but Xiao Yan's enthusiasm and cheerfulness make it hard for him to hate him.

"No." Si Weiqian quickly denied, "Let's have some pastries."

What Si Weiqian made today is white sugar cake.

Soak glutinous rice, pound it into fine powder, add sugar and water, stir well, cook over low heat, stir slowly to thicken, then ferment, put it into a mold, and steam over high heat.

The white sugar cake, as white as jade, is made into a plum blossom pattern, which is so delicate that people can't bear to eat it.

Xiaoyan's eyes lit up as soon as he saw the white sugar cake, and seeing that Si Weiqian didn't intend to stop it, he grabbed a piece and took a big bite.

In the mouth, it is fragrant and soft, sweet and elastic.

"Delicious." Xiao Yan was so happy that she almost shed tears.

Seeing him eagerly eating and gobbling it up, Si Weiqian sighed in his heart, it really is the same species.

After swallowing a piece of pastry in a few mouthfuls, Xiao Yan smiled embarrassedly, and seemed to have enough courage: "Senior, is it because you don't want to see me because of the young suzerain?"

I didn't expect him to be so sensitive at such a young age, Si Weiqian waved his hand: "No, you think too much."

As he spoke, he sat on a clean stone by the pool, took a deep breath, and adjusted his mind.

Xiao Yan took another piece of white sugar cake, raised his eyes, and saw flames erupting from the stone, and immediately stopped the movements of his hands.

Nine, no more, no less, exactly nine.

Xiao Yan lowered his head and took a bite of the pastry, his dark eyes turned fierce, and a sinister smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

The author has something to say: Thank you Lanxin Lei, thank you so much~~~