Chapter 171 The late stage of foundation building

Author: Unlucky Caffeine

Chapter 171 The late stage of foundation building

The earliest end of the sixteen-to-eight competition was the monk named Lin Ye.

His opponent is a monk who loves the love sect.

He stood there and didn't know what he said to the other party, but the other party actually handed him over to him and let him see the palmistry for a long time, and then gave in.

Lin Ye came down without any injuries.

The slowest one is Jian Baisan.

When she returned to the yard, Jian Baisan did not see Li Laimiao.

She sat alone on the stairs in front of the door to relieve her fatigue, rested for a quarter of an hour at most, and continued to practice.

Jian Huanyang, who had not dared to speak for several days, spoke carefully: "Jian Baisan? Jian Baisan?"

Jian Baisan opened his eyes: "What's wrong?"

"No, nothing..."

"I want to ask, are you getting better?"

Jian Baisan shook his head silently.

"Actually, it still doesn't feel good."

Jian Huanyang looked at her worriedly: "You have been sad for a long time, don't be sad."

"I'm going to be a big shot, you lie on my back and have a nap!"

Jian Baisan shook his head: "I still have to practice."

"I haven't broken through the late stage of foundation building yet. I want my chances of winning to be bigger."

"I can help you. I was originally a training for others." Jian Huanyang said, "Come on, come on, you are the root of the heavenly spirit, maybe you will break through in your dream!"

Jian Baisan hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay."

Jian Huanyang became bigger than the size of a small pavilion. Jian Baisan lay down and slowly closed his eyes.

Jian Huanyang listened carefully, and heard that Jian Baisan's breathing gradually became stable.

Jian Huanyang felt the weight on her back - she felt that Jian Baisan was very light and not heavy at all.

She held her energy and activated her talent to the greatest extent.

The wind blew over, wiping Jian Baisan's broken hair.

Less than half an hour later, Li Laimiao pushed open the door and was stunned when he saw Jian Baisan sleeping.

She was not here because Jin Ligang summoned them together.

Jinli said that according to regulations, the sect leader of each sect will be present in the final.

She symbolically sent a conventional letter of information and told the complicated situation of Yan Longtian involved in this competition.

However, she knew that Leng Lianchi could not condescend to such a small place, and did not even mention the sect leader's need to be present, so she just said casually, "Of the other sect leaders, the only one who is in seclusion in the Beast-Driving Sect cannot come.

The sect leader has not been out for many years, he is ignorant of affairs and does not know life or death, and is completely undermined by the elders."

Leng Lianchi said with interest that he also wanted to see what kind of virtues the younger generation of monks are, so he decided to be on the finals as well.

This made Jinli startled.

The sect leader was very particular, so she hurriedly contacted the person in charge of Bailu Sect to prepare the peak and arrange the interior.

In addition, it is to inform the disciples of the sect.

The main purpose is to educate them not to give up on their own initiative when they let others see their palms like they are today, and it is not possible to calculate accurately.

The sect leader didn't know it before, so it would be fine if he didn't care, but this time he had to come in person!

No matter what, Leng Lianchi has to meet a disciple of this sect among the two people in the finals!

After hearing Jin Li's words, the eyes of the disciples around him lit up like wolves.

There are not many opportunities to show up in front of the sect leader, not to mention that Leng Lianchi has no disciples yet.

This is a great opportunity!

Among them, the highest is in the middle stage of foundation building, but their ambitions are not inferior to anyone.

Li Laimiaoze stood on the side. When the master informed him, he quickly came to Jian Baisan to tell her about this.

I didn't expect that she was sleeping... I haven't seen her rest for a long time.

Let me tell her when she wakes up.

But Jian Baisan had a dream.

In her dream, she returned to her small courtyard in Hu Xiaoshan.

Several pieces of the old doors were painted off, and they were all scratched by rhubarb when she was a child.

When they opened the door, their father, mother, sister, Song Tai, Tonghe, Luo Xiaoyu, and Ji Dingxiang all sat together, just like a family.

Seeing her stunned, the mother looked at her angrily: "I asked the chef to cook so many dishes and said that my friend was coming, but you were the last one to be the master!"

Ji Dingxiang waved her hand nervously: "No, no, no!"

Song Tai looked serious: "Look at what you said. It is my honor to receive her invitation to have dinner! It is a blessing that I can't cultivate in two lifetimes when I can see you three times.

Where to divide it!”

Qin Sang couldn't speak for a while.

Tonghe slapped the table and laughed wildly, and Luo Xiaoyu laughed too, but he was calmer.

Jian Baisan was worried.

She was worried that Luo Xiaoyu would suddenly attack her, she was worried that Ji Dingxiang would suddenly stab her skin with a cold face with scissors, she was worried that Tonghe and Song Tai would turn into a wisp of blue smoke, or a piece of yellow earth, and her family would turn under her feet

It became a small black dot and disappeared.

But nothing happened.

Jian Baisan sat at the table, holding chopsticks, clinking glasses with everyone, drinking and eating, having a good meal, chatting, and laughing happily with everyone.

For a few moments, Jian Baisan heard the details of himself talking about defeating the enemy, and everyone listened carefully, and Jian Baisan even became the focus of the dining table.

Only my sister reads books without interest, but her ears are straight.

It was early autumn outside, but the spring breeze in the dream blew her hair.

Jian Baisan seemed to have never been so happy and fulfilled. After this meal, she felt that her whole body was full of strength - just like she had broken through.

However, an invisible barrier in her body was indeed shattered quietly.

The patterns on Jian Huanyang's back were like a tornado, sucking in a large amount of spiritual power. They swirled and rushed into Jian Baisan's body, blew a small gust of wind.

Li Laimiao opened her eyes in surprise and said in a breath: "It's later-"

Jian Huanyang also whispered: "It's later!"

"Sure enough, sleeping is still useful!"

Dahuang squatted quietly beside Jian Baisan. When she saw a tear in the corner of her eyes, she licked it gently.

When Jian Baisan woke up, he felt relaxed all over.

When I looked up, I saw that night had passed and the sky had turned white.

This time I slept for nearly seven hours.

It felt very comfortable. Jian Baisan felt that he had a dream in a daze, but he had no impression of it.

Why do monks still dream? Jian Baisan thinks this is probably an illusion.

As a result, when he looked down, the patterns on Jian Huanyang's back were dim.

Jian Baisanyi was shocked: "Jian Huanyang, your pattern..."

"You are in the late stage!" Jian Huanyang said loudly, "It is in the late stage! Didn't you find it?"

Jian Baisan sank his spiritual power into his dantian and found that the space for storing spiritual power in his dantian became larger again.

This means that her driving force on the monster can last longer!

The skills of Dahuang, who shares spiritual power with her, can be even stronger.

Jian Baisan's mood finally got a little better.

Jian Huanyang was just consuming a lot, "it slowly recovered with time," Jian Huanyang said, "Don't worry about me."

But when the eight-to-four game started again, the situation became unfavorable again.
Chapter completed!