Chapter 43: The Holy Maiden Who Doesn't Want to Work
Several guards at the main entrance of Ye's house were yawning and looking at the door.
"Ha~ It's really boring. It's obviously a time like this, why do we have to guard the door vigilantly?" One of the guards yawned and muttered.
During the hunting event held by the three families, all the elites of the three families were pulled into the Xingluo Mountains, so there would be no sneak attacks from other families, so the guards were all feeling slack.
"Ah sneeze!"
Suddenly one of the guards felt a chill, and he shrank back, feeling very strange.
It's midsummer now, and although the temperature will get cooler at night, it won't be so cold that it makes people shrink and sneeze, right?
"Is it possible that I have a cold?"
Just when the Ye family guard was puzzled, the guard next to him also shivered and tightened his body.
Everyone who came here noticed something was wrong. Not only did the temperature drop, but at first glance, there was a layer of white frost on the ground!
What happened to the Ye family!?
The center of the change is in the ruined courtyard of the Ye family.
At this moment, when Hua Ling held up the Yuan Stone engraved with runes and pointed it at the moonlight, the blue light emitted from it was extremely cold. Almost as soon as the light shrank, it enveloped Qing Fei who was rushing towards her.
A layer of white also slowed him down.
The entire building in the abandoned courtyard was also covered in a layer of ice at this moment.
"Ye Xiao's body is not suitable for practicing ice attribute skills. Even if I forcibly cast the power of ice attribute spells, I will never be able to threaten you."
Looking at Qingwei, who was illuminated by the cold blue light in the air but still resisting desperately, Hua Ling patiently explained to her.
Of course, the other party may not have much energy to listen to what Hua Ling said at this time.
"Ice Soul Divine Light."
Hua Ling held the Yuan Stone in her hand and cast her spell at Qingwei.
Originally, if this spell were in his own body, he would only need to expend spiritual power to cast it, but Ye Xiao's body did not have ice spiritual roots, so even if he forcibly cast an ice attribute spell, he would not be able to maximize the output.
But fortunately, when she first came here, for the sake of her own safety, Hua Ling buried a Yuan Stone with runes engraved on it in the poplar tree in the abandoned courtyard of the Ye family out of caution.
This Yuan Stone can absorb the essence of Yin and Moon with the help of runes, and then use it as a medium and add Ye Xiao's spiritual power to display some of Hua Ling's unique skills.
Of course, the power is definitely not as good as the main body.
"But now this power is enough!"
Hua Ling drained all the energy from Ye Xiao's body and released it in one breath.
The blue light instantly turned into white light, illuminating the Ye family in the middle of the night as if it were daytime.
Qingwei, who was in it, was frozen into a lifelike ice sculpture without even uttering a exclamation.
Click.
The Yuan Stone in Hua Ling's hand shattered into countless residues, and these residues disappeared without a trace in an instant under the blowing cold wind.
At this moment, Hua Ling's face showed a rare paleness, which was due to excessive consumption of Yuanli and spiritual consciousness.
"This body is still too weak."
Hua Ling looked at her outstretched hand with a look of disgust.
The next second, the ice sculpture made of frozen green flies fell to the ground.
Qingwei inside the ice sculpture had a look of astonishment on his face. Obviously, he never imagined that he would end up like this.
"The Zerg race, everyone will kill them if they find them."
Hua Ling looked at the greenfly with disgust, and with a flick of her right hand, the entire ice sculpture shattered into countless pieces, including the greenfly among them.
After finishing this finishing blow, Hua Ling's face turned pale again.
She took out the jade pendant and looked at it.
"Can't we make an exchange yet?"
Hua Ling said this to the jade pendant, but at this moment the jade pendant seemed to be just an ordinary stone and there was no response at all.
"Piao Miao Immortal Sect is still closed to the outside world. The selection of the Holy Son will be three years later. As long as that guy Ye Xiao doesn't leave the cave, there shouldn't be any problems if he stays in the cave...
"
Hua Ling said in a very calm tone.
But the more she talked about it, the more unsure she became.
Is Ye Xiao an honest person?
No! Absolutely not!
He is the kind of guy who doesn't know how to be patient at all, especially after borrowing his own body to obtain the Piao Miao Xian Sect's skills.
But immediately the Holy Lady thought of another possibility!
"Isn't that guy using my body to bathe again?"
Speaking of this, Hua Ling's eyes turned cold.
In that case, someone really should be castrated.
Of course, according to Hua Ling's speculation, the most likely thing Ye Xiao would do is to use her status as a saint to go to the Kung Fu Building to borrow Kung Fu for free, and then stir up a lot of rumors, making herself very annoyed.
"As long as we don't leave the sect, I can solve all the troubles after I go back."
After saying that, Hua Ling turned around and walked towards the outside of the Ye family's abandoned courtyard.
Now that her strength was severely depleted, she decided to find a secluded place to retreat.
By the way, let's improve Ye Xiao's weak body so that he won't be in such a mess next time when he has this kind of trouble.
.......
Hua Ling left.
The abandoned courtyard was full of devastation.
It's unknown how long it will take for the houses covered by the ice to return to their original appearance, and the broken ice cubes everywhere are filled with the mutilated bodies of green flies.
And one of the inconspicuous ice cubes has an eyeball staring in one direction.
That was the direction Hua Ling left.
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"I don't want to work, I just want to lie down and watch the exercises, I just want to take a shower..."
In a majestic and solemn building, Ye Xiao was mumbling to himself in a depressed mood.
Behind her, the thirteen true disciples of the Misty Immortal Sect, including Yin Mei, were all solemn and solemn, and at the same time quite eager to try.
After all, it is the realm of Lingxu. Even if there is a change in it, it is definitely not a big problem. Otherwise, the sect will never let these disciples go, but will let the elders enter.
Of course, the Piaomiao Immortal Sect also planned to let the elders in at the beginning, but the elders are too strong, and entering hastily may cause instability in the secret realm, and ultimately produce some unexpected situations.
Therefore, the candidates who can enter it can only be monks who are under the aspiration, and the thirteen true disciples of the Piaomiao Immortal Sect have just the right level of cultivation.
Except for a certain saint who is still in the stage of becoming a god.
The entrance to the Lingxu Realm is not an ordinary entrance, but a huge door. The inside of the door is a dark whirlpool. It is impossible to see what is going on inside, and it feels very mysterious.
At this time, a white-bearded elder was standing in front of the entrance to the Lingxu Realm, looking at the thirteen true disciples and a saint who were going to investigate the changes. This elder's eyes were especially fixed on Ye Xiao.
"The specific circumstances of this sudden change in the Lingxu Realm have been written on the jade slips given to you. Remember, if you encounter danger related to your life, just crush the jade slips, and the pulling power will naturally
I will send you out of the Lingxu Realm."
Elder Whitebeard glanced at Ye Xiao in particular.
Although in the world of cultivation, monks in the realm of deity can already establish sects in some remote areas, they are still disciples in the Piaomiao Immortal Sect.
But the problem is that Hua Ling's identity is not an ordinary disciple, but a saint who represents the honor of the sect!
As a result, the cultivation level is the Personalized God Stage!
When the time comes to hold the Immortal Gang Nine Sects Conference, wouldn’t it be embarrassing to bring him there?
Thinking of this, the elder felt more and more that the Great Elder's decision was correct, and it was necessary to re-select the Holy Son before the Nine Sects Conference began.
At the very least, your cultivation level must be in the aspirational stage.
Thinking of this, Elder Whitebeard no longer looked at Ye Xiao, but focused on the thirteen true disciples.
The future saintly son and saintly daughter of the Misty Immortal Sect may appear among them.
At this moment, Ye Xiao raised his right hand as if he wanted to speak.
"Saint Hua Ling, are you okay?" Elder Whitebeard asked in a low voice.
"Well! I have a stomachache! Can you take a day off and not go to some secret place?"
As soon as Ye Xiao made these remarks, the entire hall fell into silence. This chapter has been completed!
