Chapter 7: Founder

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With a bang, before Qin Xiu finished speaking, Xiao Yifan crushed the tea cup in his hand, the tea was splashed all over the place, and countless juniors outside the hall whispered and discussed.
Xiao Changfeng raised his hand at the head of the palace, looked at Huangfu Zhe, and said lightly: "This matter was decided by the two old heads back then. Now it is going to be lifted. Do your heads know?"
Huangfu Zhedao said: "His father naturally knew about it, and his old man felt that it was not appropriate, but as this Qin Shaoxia said, Xin'er has now joined the Cultivation Sect, and we have discouraged it, but the fairy said The heart has six spiritual veins of immortal cultivation, but it is rare to see for hundreds of years, so ... "
There was a sudden uproar outside the palace, and even Xiao Yifan's complexion also changed. What is the concept of the six spiritual veins? It is expected to become the legendary fairy. Many Xiao family juniors were dumbfounded. Before, they had never believed in these spiritual veins or the like, but since they saw the fairy fight in Hongting last time, they had to believe it.
After being quiet outside, Huangfu Zhe continued: "In fact, this is not completely contrary to the wishes of the two old heads of the year. Xin'er couldn't complete the marriage contract with Xiao's nephew, but the next generation can still make my two parties conclude a century. . "
What he meant by this sentence was that the marriage was not released, and could continue to the next generation, but only the marriage contract between Xiao Chen and Huangfu Xin'er was released. This was undoubtedly a slap and a slap.
Xiao Chen's face was as frost, hey sneered, and said in a deep voice: "Sentence will be settled, a sentence will be lifted, do you really regard marriage as a play?"
Qin Xiu coldly snorted: "Because it's not a children's play, the marriage of Xin'er and sister can't be so sloppy. Those who deserve her must also have at least six spiritual veins. How many do you have? Is there one? "
Xiao Chen just sneered, and Huang Fuzhe sighed softly, and said to the maid beside her, "Lan Xiang, please present the original words of Miss."
"Yes." The maid came out timidly and cowardly, not daring to look up to see Xiao Chen, and said in a timid voice: "Miss said ... She said that she hoped her future husband would be an upright hero. She said that if Master Xiao Chen could ... … "Speaking of which, I dare not continue to speak.
"Continue." Xiao Chen shuddered slightly.
"Miss said she was willing to wait for Master Xiao Chen for three years. If Master Xiao Chen could reach the third level of gas refining within three years, and she would visit Tianfengmen, she would be able to ... otherwise, Master Xiao Chen forgot ..."
No one outside the hall is talking, there are three levels of Qi cultivation, that is the legendary fairy cultivation method, how mortals can do it.
"Hey ..."
In the silence, Xiao Chen sneered, and suddenly the voice was sharp: "Is this really her original words!" He was also common in the past. He was Huang Fu's heart-shaped girl, never lying, but he Do not believe this is what Huangfu heart said.
The maid shuddered and raised her head. She suddenly saw two chills shot in Qin Xiu's eyes. She was so shocked that she shuddered all over the body, and quickly said: "That's the original saying of the young lady. The young lady said that she has six spiritual veins. Why should I marry a waste ... waste, she said ... "
Speaking of which, her eyes gradually turned red, and her choking voice became speechless. Obviously, this was what Qin Xiu asked her to say. Huangfu never said these words at all.
"Hahaha ..." Xiao Chen smiled with his head up, his heart resembling a sword, is this the real idea of ​​Xin'er? It turned out that she still cares, hey, Xiao Chen na Xiao Chen, do you finally know how ridiculous you are this time?
Above the palace head, Xiao Changfeng remained silent, and Huangfu Zhe sighed softly, saying: "I know this matter has a little influence on Xiao's nephew, so I am apologizing for bringing a nine-flower jade leaf this time. , Present things up. "
"Yes." That maid wiped tears from the corners of her eyes, holding the brocade box, and walked to the bottom of the hall, opened the box carefully, and suddenly a dazzling white awn shot out of the box, stabbing everyone in the hall. Opening his eyes, it took a long time for the white awn to disappear, showing that the things in the box were a green grass with nine jade flowers.
"This chrysanthemum jade leaf, after being taken by a mortal, does not say that one step into the immortal, but it can maintain a great increase in power, be free from all diseases, and even cultivate a acquired spiritual vein ..." Huang Fuzhe explained below In the words, this marriage has already been settled, and I have never thought of anything that would reach the third level of gas refining in three years.
Many disciples of the Xiao family outside the temple were already looking at the box and were drooling. Sure enough, they had a relationship with the Xiuxian school. Now even these treasures can be taken at will. If you take this fairy grass, it is You can fix the fairy.
Xiao Chen didn't look at the box, and smiled coldly: "I'm sorry Uncle Huangfu, I may be disappointing you this time. I don't intend to agree on this matter, unless Xin'er comes in person today!"
"Xiao Chen! Shut up!" Xiao Tianqisheng feared that he would offend the Xianmen Zhongren and immediately shouted.
Xiao Chen turned around and smiled coldly: "Uncle, the nephew's father is still here today, so don't worry about the uncle's affairs?"
This sentence made Xiao Tianqi speechless. After he finished speaking, Xiao Chen turned to look at Huangfu Zhe again, and smiled gently: "Is it three layers of refining gas in three years?"
Huang Fuzhe looked at him, and he always felt that he was a little different from before. Qin Xiu said aside with a sneer: "Yes, Xin'er and sister said so, but I want you to lift this marriage today, you If you agree, you have to agree, and if you do n’t agree, you have to agree, because you do n’t deserve her to wait three years. "
Xiao Chen immediately shot him two cold eyes: "It's not worth it. Are you the one? What are you doing in front of me, a repairer on the third floor of a building?"
The juniors of the Xiao family outside the palace are a little surprised. What spiritual veins and Qi-building foundations for them, although they have heard of them before, are still like listening to heavenly books. Why does Xiao Chen understand this way?
Qin Xiu shook his body slightly, why can this kid see through his cultivation behavior at a glance? Then I walked forward a few steps and said, "District foundation? Do you want to try my foundation?" The whole body was shocked, and a sudden gust of wind blew inside the hall.
Many people with weak skills were stunned by this breath, and their blood flowed continuously. They could not help but secretly startled. Is this the person who cultivates immortals? No need to move at all, you can't bear it anymore.
Xiao Chen's eyes were fixed, probably also anxious, and he was not afraid: "Try it, then try it."
Qin Xiu was slightly surprised again. This kid is different from other mortals. What is the origin? Is it also a cultivator? But if it is, how can it not be seen?
He stepped forward, pinched a trick in his hand, and immediately an imaginary sword appeared in the air, but when he saw the fairy sword floating in the air, there was no shadow on the ground.
"This sword's name is light, and the gods are ranked 13th. If you can make three moves in my hand, I can complete you and Xin'er."
The disciples of the Xiao family outside were all stunned and speechless, and holding the sword in the air according to their intentions was indeed the skill of the immortal.
Xiao Chen stood one step forward: "Which one borrows a sword and use it!"
Outside, the disciples of the Xiao family were shocked again. He already accepted the challenge of a fairy in his words. Was he crazy? Not to mention three tricks, even one trick he can't get through! At this time everyone looked at the blue sword hanging above the temple head.
Xiao Changfeng raised his hand, and the blue sword roared, and immediately flew into his hand, actually using his internal force to fetch the sword from space.
"Dust, take the sword!"
Xiao Chen stretched out his hand immediately to catch the flying sword. The sword was named Qing Feng, blowing hair and cutting hair, and cutting iron like mud. It was given by the emperor of the Kyushu Dynasty three hundred years ago. The treasure of the family, trembling in his hands at this moment, whine straight, as if born spiritually.
"Three strokes, take it!"
Xiao Chen took a sword flower with his hand and pushed it out, using a set of Xuanqing entry swordsmanship. The wind sounded instantly, and the sword shadows were chaotic. The hall seemed to produce an infinite number of swords in an instant. The wind swept across his face, and he felt a little tingling.
There was a sudden exclaimation outside the hall: "When will he be able to martial arts! Where did he learn such fine swordsmanship from!"
Everyone felt dazzled for a while, and even Xiao Yifan couldn't believe it. Xiao Yuan's face changed a lot. This kind of swordsmanship, could not be brought out by his five-fold skill.
Huang Fuzhe was also shocked, never thinking when he would have such a skill.
Qin Xiu's eyes were fixed, and he couldn't help being slightly fascinated. How could this kid have such a delicate sword? Even far beyond his own martial arts sword skills, his fingertips moved slightly, and the light sword in mid-air also moved with his mind, turning into a white awn flying away, and the sword tip collided with the sword stabbed by Xiao Chen.
The sound of Zheng, the sparks burst, and a great force fluctuation suddenly appeared in the hall. The tea set on the table could not bear this force, bursting and the tea splashing.
Several elders also leaned back at the same time, and almost fell down. They couldn't help but look at each other horrifiedly, which has at least seven celestial skills! When did Xiao Chen have such skill?
The disciples outside the Xiao family were already stunned. Xiao Yuan's face was extremely ugly. How could this be possible! I am the first young man of the Xiao family. Why does this wasteful skill still seem to be above myself?
The sword wind was stern, and the sound of clank and ears kept coming. There were more than ten strokes in a blink of an eye. Xiao Chen's swordsmanship was not chaotic in his hand. Suddenly, the blade sharpened with a three-foot blue sword, and he took Qin Xiu's neck straight away.
The outside of the hall sucked in a breath of breath: "Jianmang! It is Jianmang! He has urged the swordmang!" You know, without the skill of more than Qitiantian, it is extremely difficult to urge the swordmang with internal force, Xiao Yifan, Xiao Changfeng and others just watched silently.
Qin Xiu felt cold behind him and hurriedly urged the true elements in his body. Xiao Chen felt a heavy resistance like Taishan. The sword in his hand couldn't move forward half a point anymore. With a crisp sound, the sword suddenly stopped. Seven or eight pieces flew out, all nailed to the large pillar in the temple.
And Xiao Chen flew out and fell back to the ground. He suddenly felt a sweet throat, and his internal organs seemed to be broken. He swallowed the blood forcibly, but no longer had the strength to stand up. On the ground, do not fall down on your knees.
This is the gap between refining Qi and building foundations, and outside the temple has long been quiet and quiet. For three hundred years, the blue-edged sword is arrogant, no one can beat it, but the sharp sword is under the fairy sword. , It is nothing more than iron.
Qin Xiu relaxed and smiled coldly: "Uncle Huangfu, let's go." When passing Xiao Chen, he smiled coldly: "What's the use of swordsmanship? I can kill you if I move my finger."
Xiao Chen didn't speak. A foundation cultivator who wanted to kill a Qi cultivator only needed to move his finger. He was no longer the disciple of Xuan Qingmen who had reached Yuan Ying Realm at the age of twenty.
Suddenly a cold wind blew in outside the hall, messing up Xiao Ruo's carefully bundled hair for him before leaving.