Blind self-confidence will always make people make all kinds of wrong choices, and blind self-confidence in the sea of ​​clouds will also completely lose the way out. After all, he is still a human being and still has feelings. He inherited Yun Hai's own feelings and could not have seen the tens of thousands of people in front of him die at the hands of the soul painting.

Of course, if the sea of ​​clouds was such a ruthless and unrighteous person, Feixian Town would naturally not be a barrier for his advancement. If he could not win, he would just run away. He did not have any so-called chivalrous spirit or the so-called honor of warriors. He would stay with the green mountains, even if there was no firewood to burn, it was already one of his mottos in life. But unfortunately, he was not the kind of person who was too loving.

He sighed slightly, looked at the blue sky above his head, and had not moved for a long time.

I don’t know how long it took, a lazy smile suddenly appeared on the corner of my mouth. I stretched out and said, “Forget it, just die. Anyway, I haven’t died. It’s already been a profit to be able to live for so long. It’s just that the ancestor of the soul painting is just a decoration. I will compete with you again this time.” Putting aside the concerns in my mind, Yun Hai no longer has much psychological burden. With his current breakthrough to the middle stage of Qi Refining and God, he has been strengthened by dragon blood several times. He has been able to use the second technique in the song of Heart Painting and Lotus Sword. In addition, the cultivation level that the ancestor of the soul painting has not recovered now, he is not without a chance.

Because there were not many people in Feixian Town left, everyone knew that this matter must be a battle of advancement and retreat, if you win, you will live, if you lose, you will die. There is no third way. So no one wasted time. They seized this limited few days to work hard to improve their own Taoism. Yun Hai was also silently pursuing the nameless mysterious skill in the middle of enlightenment, stabilizing his own Taoism that had sharply broken through to the middle stage. He was familiar with the huge sword element in his body.

Even Zhu Kai, who had been unwilling to calm down and practiced, seemed to have become enlightened. He also followed everyone to practice desperately, hoping to improve again in this limited time. Xiaolongnu, who was "saved" by Yunhai, was slowly integrated into everyone under Yunhai's introduction.

When Xiaolongnu introduced her, she naturally had a relatively ordinary rhetoric. Yun Hai and the others did not go into this juncture. After seeing that she had no place to go, they left her in Jishi Hall. The place where she lived was directly set in Yun Hai's room, and Yun Hai just smiled lazyly. They chose a room at home as their own.

Time passed by little by little, and in the blink of an eye, three days passed quietly by everyone. During these three days, Yunhai was still sitting cross-legged in the middle of enlightenment, silently pursuing the mysterious skills, and keeping his own state to a perfect level as much as possible. At this moment, Yunhai suddenly felt a sense of calmness, and only the breath below him walked towards Feixian Town little by little.

His eyes opened quickly, and a crystal jade light flashed quickly from his eyes. A hint of surprise flashed between his eyebrows and murmured in a low voice: "Hey!!, why did a cultivator who is not under me suddenly appear at this time? Could it be that..." A flash of inspiration in his mind, and he suddenly thought that Li Jianxuan and the others had said before that their master would also come after them. Could this one be their master?

He was confused, but Yun Hai also felt that the person's breath was peaceful and peaceful, and he should be an orthodox Taoist practitioner. Even if he was not, he was a fellow Taoist. When facing the Painting Soul Ancestor, he might have more helpers.

Thinking of it, he stood up, sorted out his clothes, walked out of the Hudaoju House, and saw the people in the courtyard who were working hard to perform their fists and feet. He smiled and said, "Okay, the key to cultivation is to persevere and be relaxed and wise. Just seeking it alone will not be of much benefit to your cultivation." After laughing, they stopped.

Yun Hai looked at the people standing respectfully in front of him, nodded, and said without any nonsense: "Just just now, I was entering a medieval state and felt that there was a fellow practitioner outside the town with no cultivation below me. Now I should be about to arrive at the entrance of the town. Maybe this person is your master of Jianxuan. Even if it is not, we come from afar and are both cultivators, we should enter the landlord's ritual. Let's go to the town together to greet me."

After hearing that the person who came was probably his master, a hint of joy appeared between his eyebrows and eyes, and a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes. But under the deep-rooted thoughts of elders and inferiority in his heart, he still respectfully bowed to Yunhai: "Uncle Yun, when we were coming out, the master had already said that we would follow us. The last stop was Feixian Town, calculate the time. It was just right now, and I think the master would not be wrong. Let's go to welcome him."

As Yun Hai nodded, Li Jianxuan and Zhang Yu rushed out of the town in a hurry, and Yun Hai shook his head when he looked at him.

Xiaolongnu, who was drying various medicinal herbs in the yard, turned her eyes a few times after seeing Li Jianxuan and the others going out, pretending to be careless, walked to the sea of ​​clouds, and suddenly asked: "Brother Yun, I have been hearing the town about the Soul Painting Ancestor these days. I wonder if this Soul Painting Ancestor is very powerful?" As he said that, his cute eyes blinked at the sea of ​​clouds. He looked so cute.

Since the sea of ​​clouds suddenly became injured and fell from the sky, Xiaolongnu also instantly fell in love with the ancestor of the soul. In her words: Humph! What kind of ancestor of the soul of the soul? He dared to hurt my life-saving benefactor, and he simply didn't want to live.

When Yun Hai heard Xiaolongnu's sudden problem, he turned his head to look at her, and couldn't help but feel stunned. These days, he had been busy with cultivation. When he saved her, he was covered by dust and looked at her at all. Therefore, he had only remembered that there was such a person, but he had never really seen Xiaolongnu.

At this time, Yun Hai couldn't help but look a stunning look in his eyes. He was secretly admiring, his height was 1.65 meters, his figure was petite, and his delicate little face made people feel unnaturally liked. His facial features were perfectly combined, making people unable to find any words to describe it. His soft black hair was a masterpiece.

He was a beautiful woman, and his petite body made people feel uncontrollably protective. Such a beautiful woman was only a little inferior to Yao Yue. Yun Hai couldn't help but sigh: Why are there so many beauties in this world? And just like this one, he didn't notice it for several days in front of him. Failure is really a failure.
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