Hua Xiaomi's nose moved slightly, condensed her spiritual energy and grabbed her.

Looking at the dim light ball that was constantly struggling in the spiritual energy ball in her hand, she seemed to see a transparent little Gu Cheng inside.

This is?

Hua Xiaomi was very surprised. She had seen it in the Tower of Ignorance that all monks had souls.

If you die, you can escape and take over your body and live.

However, the cultivation level of the Qi Refining Period is low and the soul is tempered by a few. Generally, after the body dies, the soul will also dissipate.

Only the exceptional person with strong souls will condense and escape, but she observed Gu Cheng, whose souls are not very powerful. Could it be that he has a strange treasure?

Hua Xiaomi was still guessing here, and suddenly she felt an extremely oppressive aura, giving people a feeling of terror.

Killing, cold!

As soon as she collapsed, her fingers loosened, and Gu Cheng's soul took the opportunity to escape.

Seeing this, Hua Xiaomi couldn't raise her strength to chase her because she found that there was an extremely powerful and extremely dangerous person behind her.

That is - a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage!

She was more powerful than the squinting man before, and all the Foundation Establishment Cultivators she had seen before, because of the sharp and sharp feeling, she had seen it faintly on Wu Jingyun.

That is the momentum of the sword cultivator.

Before she saw the person, she felt it was a sword, a sharp sword that was about to leap and hurt!

Hua Xiaomi stood stiffly and erect, her muscles were tight all over her body, and sweat beads were overflowing from the tip of her forehead and nose.

After a while, she heard a sword roar not far behind her, and her pressure suddenly decreased.

At this time, she could no longer hold on and was soft on the ground.

After the battle, the exhaustion of spiritual power made the meridians dry and painful, and the emptiness of the dantian made her feel chilled all over.

That person is so terrible!

Fortunately, he left.

A guardian puppet was summoned. The puppet was only half a person tall, without any aura fluctuations, and stood behind Hua Xiaomi very respectfully.

In this way, she took out a few more pills mixed with seaweed wine and swallowed them into her stomach, and began to meditate and restore her spiritual energy.

After a stick of incense, Hua Xiaomi opened her eyes and put away her things.

Looking at Wu Jingyun lying on the ground not far away, he sighed. He stood up and used the earth gathering technique, putting her and the hunting eagle beside him into the pit.

Take out a jade slip and engraved it: Wu Wan, Jingyun's Tomb.

Put the jade slip into Wu Jingyun's hand and waved his hand to gather the soil to bury people.

Soon the ground was flat and solid, and there was no sign of a man and an eagle buried inside.

After doing all this, she turned around and left.

I came from a corner of the world to this tragic world with her, but who knew that I had died before I could build a foundation.

Hua Xiaomi felt sad in her heart, and there was a saying in the book: The great way is ruthless.

Relentless?

ruthless!

Her steps seemed to have become more determined, but after taking a few steps, she stopped again.

My fingers stroked the bag of spirit beasts embroidered with dark patterns. Although the aura of attracting wealth and treasure inside was weak, it was thrown to keep its vitality.

Hua Xiaomi breathed a sigh of relief, and she thought of Hunting Tian who died with Wu Jingyun.

The spiritual pet contract, the master died and the servant died.

She was glad that she did not make a contract with Zhaocai Jinbao.

If she dies at the hands of others one day, this poor mandrill doesn't have to be buried with her.

Once upon a time, she was so naive that she thought she could protect it.

Stop, close your eyes, and take a deep breath. When you open your eyes again, a firm light flashed.

She wants to build the foundation!

...

There is a huge mansion in the center of Chiyue Island. There are silk tents and silk in the house, and various shells are attached to the bead curtains. The sea breeze makes a sound when you caress the lingering sound.

There are also large and small corals, starfish and other objects at the corners, all of which are treasures under the sea.

I saw a woman in white raising her bare hands lightly, her fingers twisted, and threaded her needle through her, embroidering the silk gauze in front of her.

An elegant sea orchid jumped up, lifelike, as if you could smell its fragrance through the yarn.

“Meow~”

Suddenly, a meat pad claw passed through the Luosha. With a "squeak", the five-finger claw marks fell on it, as if the wind and rain were blowing, and the flowers and leaves were defeated.

"Meow, you're naughty again."

The woman grabbed the tabby cat who had caused trouble with her hand. Although the woman was a reproach, she was a doting tone.

The tabby cat knew that it had done something wrong, so he drooped his two vertical cat ears and hugged them obediently in the woman's arms.

Feeling the caress of the woman's hands, it narrowed its cat's eyes with pleasure.

"Sister Xun, Cheng'er was tragically killed by the thief. He had been calling your name before his death." A sad voice came from outside the door. It was Gu Cheng's father Gu Lang.

The gentle woman who caresses the cat in the house is Mo Xun, the owner of Akiyue Island.

Gu Lang's early stage of foundation building was about 30 years old. He was wearing a moon-white dress and holding a folding fan. He looked 70% similar to Gu Cheng, but he had no baby face or dimples.

Originally, Gu Cheng was talented, had a very good understanding, and had a bright future. However, when the foundation was established, he was killed by someone at the time of great perfection of Qi Refining. As his father, Gu Lang was not heartbroken.

But in the face of Gu Lang's pain, Mo Xun didn't seem to care much, "It's not that I killed him, what should I call me?"

Gu Lang was stuck in a lot of words before he could say it, so he could only stammer: "Yes, but you said you wanted to accept Cheng'er as your disciple. Now he--"

"What I said was that when Gu Cheng successfully built the foundation, he would accept him as his disciple, but he didn't know how to practice, cause trouble, and be killed by others. That was his own fault. Don't think I don't know what he did."

Mo Xun took out a piece of dessert and broke it into pieces. While feeding the cat in his arms, he spoke indifferent and cold words.

Just know that's it... Gu Lang's eyes dimmed for a moment. Since Mo Xun was unwilling to avenge his Cheng'er, then he would go by himself.

"The trial tower is about to open, and the teleportation array will have to worry about it.

If you are tired, I can ask Arui to help you."

Mo Xun's words completely stunned Gu Lang. The trial tower was closer to Bixue Island and it would not be opened for a year.

Gu Lang took a deep breath. He was not Mo Xun's only one. Zou Rui has always been his mortal enemy and manages the Hailing Ship.

Now Sister Xun means that she deliberately keeps him on the island and not lets him take revenge?

But why! The dead one is his biological son!

Not long ago, Cheng'er's soul dissipated in his hands. How could he not hate him?

Who was the one who killed Cheng'er? Why did Sister Xun protect her?

Gu Lang's heart was filled with murderous intent. Okay, since he was not allowed to leave the island, he would not take action.

It just that he doesn't do anything, but it doesn't mean he can't find anyone else.

If you dare to kill his son, then you can repay it with your life!

Hua Xiaomi packed up her things, and then cut off Huizhen, who was lying on the ground and didn't know anything about the people and things, and then left.

If he kills Gu Cheng, his male favorite father will probably not let him go.

The teleportation array is Gu Lang's territory. It seems that this is not a choice, so you can only leave on the sea spirit ship!

Look at the sky, the sun has set, and the hour of You is here.

The Hailing Ship not far away raised its sail and was about to set sail.

Hua Xiaomi hurried over, took out a storage bag, and respectfully handed it to the foundation-building senior who was guarding the ship in front of him with both hands.

The Hailing Ship is a special treasure that does not require human control at all times, but it consumes a lot of spirit stones.

They travel back and forth three times a day, from Chiyue Island to Bixue Island. Given the uneven wind and waves on the sea and the roar of sea beasts, there are usually two foundation-building monks guarding them.

This is also the reason why there are a lot of spirit stones required to ride the Sea Spirit Ship.

Today, the foundation-building monks guarding the ship were old and young, with their old beards and few looked no bigger than Hua Xiaomi.

Seeing this, Hua Xiaomi sighed.

During the foundation-building period, one day she would also ask others to bow to her and call out: Senior.
Chapter completed!