Wuhuang is above

Chapter 349 Another evildoer
"How did you become a Nascent Soul?!"

There was already a huge wave in his heart, Feng Qingyu forced himself to ask excitedly in his heart.

When mentioning cultivation, Xi Yan's eyes dimmed instantly.

What Feng Qingyu said was also a pain in his heart.

Although he has worked hard to cultivate these years without stopping for a moment, and he has swallowed up all kinds of natural and earthly treasures, but this cultivation base can only be raised to the Nascent Soul realm.

Judging from the saber arc released by Feng Qingyu just now, her cultivation is definitely above his.

I thought that he would be able to protect her and support her when I came out this time, but I didn't want to work hard for so long and still have the same result, Xi Yan couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

We haven't spent long time together with Xi Yan, but Feng Qingyu is quite clear about the changes in his heart.

Especially after seeing the remorse in his eyes, Feng Qingyu instantly understood that he had misunderstood her meaning.

"It's not Xi Yan, what I mean is that you only have a mid-Yuanying cultivation base, why is that sword so powerful?"

After asking this question, Feng Qingyu began to regret again, and hurriedly added: "I didn't pry into your secret meaning, you don't need to reply."

Before the words were finished, Xi Yan's spiritual thought transmission sounded in Feng Qingyu's mind.

"I don't know why, it's just that this sword formula suddenly appeared in my mind after the foundation was successfully established. I have practiced according to the sword formula so far, and my cultivation base has not increased much, but this sword practice has already reached the sword fairyland .”

After passing on the idea, a wry smile appeared on Xi Yan's lips.

If he hadn't reached the Sword Immortal Realm with his mastery of kendo, how could he have agreed to the request of the sect to participate in the Naluoshizi competition?
But even though he had raised his kendo attainments to this point, he was still no match for his sister, and the result was really shocking.

Xi Yan simply talked about cultivation, but when Feng Qingyu heard the words, they had another meaning.

How is this possible for such a young Sword Immortal? !
Not to mention the small mortal world, even if you look at the entire Taihuangtian Wuxu, you can't find such a young master of swordsmanship.

"You said that your brain automatically awakened a sword formula?"

Facing Feng Qingyu's question, Xi Yan just smiled and nodded.

His aphasia had been cured as early as the day he stepped into the path of practice.

It's a pity that he has been used to not speaking these years, and in addition to practicing in the Zongmen these years, he has no time to contact outsiders, so he has not really opened his mouth after his aphasia was cured.

I thought he would call out "sister" when he saw Feng Qingyu, but the word "sister" stuck in his throat for a long time, and he finally didn't call out.

The dream has finally come true, but there is always a bit of bitterness in my heart.

Looking at the sister who was haunted by dreams in front of him, especially after seeing her calm eyes as always, Xi Yan's heart couldn't help but ache.

Just as he was wondering what the secret origin of Xi Yan was, when he raised his eyes, he suddenly found that his expression was not right. A look of worry flashed across Feng Qingyu's eyes, and she hurriedly asked:
"What's the matter? But you don't feel well?"

Suppressing the pain in his heart, Xi Yanqiang pulled his face and smiled at Feng Qingyu, then slowly shook his head.

"I'm fine, sister don't need to worry, it's just a hidden illness."

It's okay not to say this, but after saying it, Feng Qingyu's eyes became more worried, and she reached out and grabbed Xi Yan's wrist, intending to give him a diagnosis and treatment.

This sudden blow frightened Xi Yan, he was so heartbroken that he drew his wrist back without even thinking about it.

However, just after retreating a small half step, he stopped his figure, and his whole body stood frozen in mid-air, foolishly daring not to move a step.

Seeing his shy appearance, Feng Qingyu couldn't help laughing: "You boy, why are you running? Could it be that I would molest you? A brat thinks too much!"

Shaking his head, he stepped forward and grabbed Xi Yan's wrist again.

After her fingers really touched Xi Yan's pulse, Feng Qingyu frowned even tighter.

On the other hand, Xi Yan's face was as red as an overcooked shrimp, and his heart was beating wildly. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't slow down.

"It's too tense, you should relax, the heartbeat is so fast, how can I find out where the hidden disease is for you."

After complaining very depressingly, Feng Qingyu settled down and began to examine Xi Yan carefully.

Cultivators are different from ordinary people. Once there is an appearance of illness, it will not be a trivial matter.

And Xi Yan was the first friend she met in the mortal world. Knowing that he had a physical problem, how could Feng Qingyu sit idly by?

Diagnosed for Xi Yan's small half stick of fragrant pulse, except for some abnormal heartbeat, there is no other hidden disease.

It was inevitable that there would be omissions, so Feng Qingyu deliberately used her divine sense to check.

The moment Feng Qingyu's spiritual thoughts sank into her body, Xi Yan's heart almost jumped out of her chest.

The whole person seems to be on the stove.

It's standing or running or not.

It was not easy for this divine thought to leave his body, and the white finger also left his wrist, Xi Yan, who was completely relaxed, began to feel a little lost in his heart.

"The body is fine, and there is no abnormality in the meridians and qi, but this is for no reason, why do you feel uncomfortable?"

While speaking, Feng Qingyu raised her eyes to look at Xi Yan.

With this glance, Feng Qingyu's eyes became more suspicious.

"Why is your face so red?"

Looking at Feng Qingyu's suspicious gaze, Xi Yan wished he could find a crack in the ground and sneak in immediately.

But after thinking about everything, he finally met Feng Qingyu, so how could he be so cruel as to leave.

"This is the royal forbidden area, why did my sister come here?"

Just as he was wondering, Xi Yan's thought transmission sounded again in Feng Qingyu's mind.

"You don't need to worry about this, let's study your problem first." Feng Qingyu gestured to Xi Yan, and then her figure flashed and landed on the big rock where she was meditating before.

"Does outsiders know about the sword art awakening in your mind?"

Seeing Feng Qingyu's serious face, the restlessness in Xi Yan's heart could not help but calm down.

After taking a long breath, those messy thoughts finally calmed down.

"This sister doesn't need to worry. The sword art is very important. I haven't revealed it to anyone except my sister."

"Well, yes, it's different when you get older, at least you still know that people are unpredictable. It seems that you have experienced a lot in these years."

The two sat face to face on the big rock on the top of the cliff, one transmitted the sound with his mind, and the other answered with his voice, chatting about homework like friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time.

After Xi Yan sat down, Feng Qingyu rebuilt the enchanted space, and the two figures were completely hidden.

What Xi Yan said earlier reminded Feng Qingyu.

She said, how could there be no one in such a good place for cultivation, this place is forbidden by the royal family!

Since it is someone else's place, she should be more careful if she stays here again.

Great Zhou is no different than those small countries, and there are countless masters in its royal family.

That Lord Zhou is even a Mahayana master!

If she really pissed off the other party, she would lose her qualification to enter the Saha Secret Realm!

(End of this chapter)