Chapter 57: Arranged

"Senior, how could it be you?"

Xu Xiaoshou tried his best to calm down and explained: "I did not damage ancient books or jade slips, nor did I move boxes randomly..."

"Don't be afraid, I won't take action against you." Sang Lao smiled gently, "Those two guys were just passing by. In fact, I came to see you."

Xu Xiaoshou was even more panicked. He would rather the old man came to deal with him than to have this guy come with a purpose!

Last time I got myself half to death, this time...

What good things can happen?

"Let me see what spiritual skill you chose." Old Sang stretched out his hand.

Xu Xiaoshou took out a fragment of the scroll from his arms, wondering what he wanted to do.

"Ten-level sword fingers?"

Mr. Sang frowned as he took the broken scroll, "It's already damaged like this and you still choose it. Not to mention the tenth level, it would be great if you can cultivate it to the first level!"

As he spoke, he put away the fragments of the scroll, and with a flick of his hand, an exquisite jade slip appeared.

Xu Xiaoshou:? ? ?

What do you mean, what is this old man going to do?

Return the scrap to me!

"Beautiful, isn't it?" Mr. Sang chuckled.

Xu Xiaoshou had a bad feeling in his heart, but what could he do? He could only nod!

"As long as it's beautiful, I made this specially for you. I give it to you!" Sang Lao stuffed the jade slip into his hand and raised his chin twice, "Take a look?"

I don’t want to see it!

I want the scraps!

"It's so beautiful." Xu Xiaoshou smiled and put the jade slip on his forehead, his thoughts sweeping away.

"Jin Zhao Tian Burn?"

My heart skipped a beat, this familiar word...

Jinzhao?

To say that this has nothing to do with the "Jinzhao Fire Seed" he swallowed before, he didn't believe it!

Xu Xiaoshou couldn't pretend anymore and handed the jade slip back and said: "Senior, you think so highly of me. My qualifications are really low. I only mastered one form of 'White Cloud Sword Technique' in three years. I'm afraid of this thing." It’s impossible to learn.”

Mr. Sang waved his hands, looking unconcerned.

"It doesn't matter. You don't need any qualifications to learn this thing. As long as your body is strong enough and can withstand the scorching power of the 'Jinzhao Fire Seed'."

Xu Xiaoshou's whole body is feeling bad. The problem is that I don't want to resist!

I have a passive system, why suffer?

Isn't it nice to slowly earn passive points? You have to be very nervous to practice this thing. If you are not careful, you will be burned to ashes!

Sang Lao pushed Yu Jian back again, grabbed his hand and felt it.

"Well, the first one has been refined pretty well. It's almost halfway through the process. I read you right!"

He turned his palm, and a familiar red seed appeared. It was hot and stuffed directly into Xu Xiaoshou's hand.

"When you go out later, register this spiritual skill, and then practice it well. If you are successful in practice, come back to me here."

The devil is looking for you!

I don’t want to see you for a damn moment!

Xu Xiaoshou's heart began to twitch, and that terrible pain seemed to reappear with the heat of the fire in his hand.

He feels that life cannot always be resigned, and sometimes it is necessary to resist.

"Senior, I don't want to eat this..."

call out!

Sang Lao flicked his finger, and another piece of fire was already shot into Xu Xiaoshou's throat. He made a gurgling sound and swallowed it into his stomach.

"If you don't want to eat this one, you can keep it for later, and we'll eat the other one." The old man narrowed his eyes with a smile and said in a very gentle tone.

He continued to take out a jade bottle, carefully put the fire in Xu Xiaoshou's hand, handed it to him and said: "Don't be in a hurry, take your time."

Xu Xiaoshou staggered and collapsed to the ground, his face losing color.

That’s not what I meant!

I don’t want to eat even one!

He was completely confused. This wave of operations came off guard. This old man didn't have any of the demeanor of his predecessors. He was really screwed up.

As soon as the fire entered his stomach, Xu Xiaoshou didn't dare to mess around anymore, and immediately hung it in the sea of ​​​​qi, temporarily stabilizing it.

The heat in his body instantly surged, and his whole body turned red again.

Xu Xiaoshou leaned against the bookshelf, steam rising from his body, and the familiar sharp pain reappeared, which was simply maddening.

"When attacked, passive value, +1."

"When attacked, passive value, +1."

"..."

Xu Xiaoshou knew that there would be a large wave of passive value gains, but he couldn't be happy.

This is the price of pain!

No!

It's severe pain!

If refining begins, it will be even more severe pain!

Didn’t I come to Lingzang Pavilion to choose spiritual skills? What happened...

Xu Xiaoshou's eyes were distracted and his soul was lost.

Elder Sang ignored him and skillfully took out ten bottles of elixirs and placed them in front of him, which made Xu Xiaoshou's face twitch.

Red gold elixir?

Ten bottles?

Is that so...

He felt as if his fate had been arranged.

"Get through it, the road ahead will be smooth, trust me!" The old man scratched his head and thought for a while, then took out a bottle of elixir and put it down again.

"Come on!"

"Remember to come here and find me after your cultivation is successful." After saying this, the person disappeared.

"Being encouraged, passive value, +1."

Xu Xiaoshou sat there blankly, feeling that life had lost its meaning.

Why?

You worked your butt off to win the championship, but you can’t enter the inner court?

After finally entering the Lingzang Pavilion again to choose spiritual skills, but was forced to arrange it?

Xu Xiaoshou was puzzled. He felt that the world was deeply malicious to him.

"That's all, that's it..."

He registered the spiritual skills in despair and left the Lingzang Pavilion.

……

Inner courtyard.

A spiritual site.

"Gurgle, gurgle~"

The wine pot made of spirit silver jade was burning fiercely.

Lan Xinzi took back the blue flame in her hand and opened the lid of the pot. The aroma of wine filled the air.

She poured two cups, picked them up with her slender hands, and walked lightly to the man who was practicing with his eyes closed not far away.

"Young Master Zhang, this is the 'turbid fairy wine' that the owner of the family just sent. Try it?" She asked tentatively.

Zhang Xinxiong opened his eyes, ended his practice, and looked at the woman in front of him.

I have to say that Lan Xinzi is a beautiful and wonderful person.

Her long skirt is like a fairy, revealing her fragrant shoulders. With just a little makeup, she can make all flowers pale in comparison.

"The clothes fell off, put them on." Zhang Xinxiong looked away.

"How could it fall off? This is how you wear this dress..."

Lan Xinzi suddenly curled her red lips and said cunningly: "I'm holding two wine glasses, and I can't do it for a while. How about you help me carry it?"

Zhang Xinxiong just stretched out his hand to grab the wine glass and drank it all, "Carry it yourself."

Lan Xinzi rolled his eyes at him, and didn't see any other movements. He just leaned over to pour wine for him, and whispered in his ear: "There's news from home again."

"Speak properly!" Zhang Xinxiong turned his head and frowned, "What's wrong again?"

"It's not that your Ah Chong was killed by someone, do you think you can hide it?"

Lan Xinzi stretched her waist lazily, showing her curvy figure to the man, and continued:

"The Wen family has gone crazy after hearing the news these two days, but they have no one in the Ling Palace, so they can only tell Madam Wen about the matter."

"Your second mother, just blow the wind to your father's pillow, and the information will be sent over, right?" She blew the wine in the glass lightly, her beautiful eyes tilted towards the man, and her eyes were as charming as silk.

Zhang Xinxiong sneered: "What does the Wen family's affairs have to do with me?"

"He's your cousin!"

"He's just a piece of trash with inferior skills."

"..."

Lan Xinzi was at a loss for words.