Chapter 3311: One day leads to a hundred years
"That's not necessary."
Gong Qingxuan waved her hand, "If I wanted to kill them, they would already be dead. How could I give them a chance to escape?"
Hua Bingyu was stunned for a moment: "Senior sister, do you mean to let them go on purpose?"
Gong Qingxuan nodded slightly: "These two people are after all the elders of our Flowing Light Sword Sect, and the heads of the Third and Fifth Peaks.
It would not look good if killed within the sect, and it would affect the sect's reputation.
In addition, these two people can be regarded as Xiaofan's whetstones. It would be a waste to kill them too early. "
Hua Bingyu frowned slightly and said with some worry: "Zu Fangkui and Bai Lingpu are both in the late stage of Daluo Immortal. It would be too risky to let them sharpen Xiaofan.
If he defected from the sect, they would definitely hate him deeply and would not show any mercy once he took action. "
Gong Qingxuan said: "There is no smooth path to becoming an immortal. This is something you and I both understand. How can we achieve greatness without going through hardships?
Xiaofan is a person who has experienced the annihilating thunder. These two people are only worthy of being his stepping stones and will not cause much harm. You don't have to worry about this. "
Hua Bingyu nodded. As the saying goes, caring leads to chaos. This is indeed the truth.
Gong Qingxuan said again: "Tell the world about these two people's defection from the sect, re-select the peak leaders of the third and fifth peaks from the Martial Arts Hall, and forget about other matters."
"I understand, senior sister."
Hua Bingyu agreed, turned around and retreated.
Ye Bufan didn't know this. After going down the mountain, he returned to his residence at the Ninth Peak. Although he was now the master of the Spiritual Medicine Hall, he always felt like home here.
As soon as I arrived in front of the door, I saw a pretty figure standing in the yard, it was Feng Zhiwu.
At this moment, she is no longer the Supreme Elder of Xuantian Clan, but like a little daughter-in-law who is waiting for her husband to return, looking out anxiously.
As the saying goes, a little farewell is better than a new marriage, Ye Bufan was also full of enthusiasm, and his figure flashed in front of her.
"Xiao Wu, are you looking for me?"
Feng Zhiwu stepped forward and hugged him, her face full of joy.
"Yes, I just finished the retreat. I heard from Master that you were back, so I came over to wait for you."
Ye Bufan kissed her on the forehead: "You were in retreat when I left, and you are in retreat now. In fact, there is no need to work so hard."
"I just want to improve my cultivation as quickly as possible so as not to hold you back."
Feng Zhiwu's cheeks turned red with embarrassment, "Isn't it better to practice in seclusion?"
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It's very beneficial. You see, I'm already in the middle stage of Golden Immortal. "
Ye Bufan showed a hint of a bad smile: "Actually, you don't have to work so hard. You just need to practice martial arts and swordsmanship to accumulate experience. Leave it to me to improve your cultivation."
Feng Zhiwu asked, not knowing what he meant.
Ye Bufan chuckled, picked her up by the waist, and walked towards the room.
Two hours later, the room was in a mess, with an air of ambiguity.
Ye Bufan held Feng Zhiwu in his arms and said with a wicked smile: "How about practicing double cultivation with me once, is it worth your hundred years of cultivation?"
He is now in the early stage of Xuanxian. After the dual cultivation just now, he has also brought the other party to the peak of Golden Immortal. He is only one catastrophe away from Xuanxian.
Feng Zhiwu's cheeks were so red that they seemed to be bleeding, but her eyes were full of satisfaction and joy.
Ye Bufan was not exaggerating in the slightest. If it were any other ordinary disciple, even if he had excellent talent, it would probably take a hundred years to go from Golden Immortal to Xuan Immortal.
And it only took her two hours to reach the door.
At this moment, there was rolling thunder in the air. Feng Zhiwu put on her clothes again and jumped outside.
"I'm going to go through the tribulation first!"
After saying that, she flashed and rushed towards the rooftop.
When they saw that it was her who was going through the tribulation, the entire Flowing Light Sword Sect became excited.
"Oh my God, it's Feng Xianzi who has passed through the tribulation. This is too fast. She just passed through the Golden Immortal Tribulation before, and now she has reached the Mysterious Immortal Tribulation..."
"You know nothing, don't you know that the senior brother is back? This is all the credit of the senior brother..."
"Oh my god, I'm so envious. I also want to be my senior brother's dual cultivation partner..."
The surrounding disciples were talking a lot, and their eyes were full of envy.
Especially the female disciples, they couldn't wait to pounce on this senior brother and knock him down immediately, and execute the Fa on the spot.
Ye Bufan ignored these things. He wrote a note and put it on the table, and then came to the Spiritual Medicine Hall.
Now that the master's training room belongs to him, he activates the restriction after entering and quietly escapes into the Dragon King's Palace.
"Brother Ye, you are back."
Seeing him appear, Xiaoqing immediately threw down the game console and jumped over, extremely intimate.
Ye Bufan rubbed her little head and said with a smile, "I brought you a gift this time."
The little girl's eyes suddenly lit up: "What gift? Is it a game console or something delicious?"
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"Can't you think of anything else besides eating and playing?"
Ye Bufan hit her head with a bang, then flipped his wrist, and a transparent crystal bottle appeared in his palm.
The little girl was stunned for a moment, then she was overjoyed: "This... this is the ice soul marrow!"
Ye Bufan nodded: "Yes, I prepared this specially for you."
"Brother Ye, you are so kind!"
The little girl hugged his neck, kissed him passionately, and then excitedly grabbed the bottle in her palm.
"With this thing, the speed at which I can fuse the dragon soul can be increased by ten times, no, a hundred times.
When I reach the tenth level of the Immortal Monster, whoever dares to bully Brother Ye, I will kick his balls out! "
Xiao Qing is extremely excited. The power of the dragon soul is too huge. She is slowly absorbing it now. She doesn't know when she wants to advance.
But with the Ice Soul Soul Marrow, it's different. The speed of improvement will soar very quickly.
Ye Bufan smiled and said, "As long as it's useful, I'll give it to you."
"You don't need so much, half of it is enough."
Xiao Qing also knew that this was a rare genius treasure, so he was not greedy. He opened his mouth and immediately sucked half of the ice soul water into his stomach, and then handed the crystal bottle back.
Ye Bufan put it away directly, not knowing when this thing would be used in the future.
"Brother Ye, I'm going to practice. I think I'll be able to advance soon."
Xiao Qing jumped to the side, sat cross-legged, and used the ice soul marrow to absorb and refine the dragon soul in his body.
After the little girl left, Ye Bufan flipped his wrist, and the Wugou Heavenly Book appeared in his palm.
I had seen this thing at an auction, but at that time I had only glanced at it and did not study it carefully.
"What kind of skill is this? Why have so many people been unable to break it for thousands of years?"
With doubts in his mind, Ye Bufan began to read carefully word by word.
Most of the day passed, and he read the Immortal Book from beginning to end dozens of times, but the final result was that he couldn't see anything.
The exercise can be said to be simple and clear, without any ambiguity, but after practicing it according to this method, there is no reaction.
"What a strange technique. What's the key to it?"
Ye Bufan frowned, looking over and over but still unable to find the problem, and finally his eyes fell on the words of the general outline.
"Those who practice this technique must have no roots or stains."
