My inner elixir can cure all poisons? You won't dig it out.

Chapter 112 From Admiration to Resentment

Although Xu Anle took Bai Yanlan out for a walk every day these days, she actually did not slack off in her daily practice, especially her sword moves, on which she worked really hard.

With Bai Yanlan's guidance, she has already learned the second level of sword moves, but she is still unable to use them flexibly.

But he is much better than Xiao Zixuan who is lazy in training.

Therefore, even though Xiao Zixuan's realm was one major realm higher, he could only barely fight to a draw.

Seeing that the attack was in vain, the masked man behind Xiao Zixuan snorted coldly: "It's useless!"

"Hmph, those two old guys left all the good things to their daughters. How could they still remember me as their apprentice?" At this time, Xiao Zixuan was still indignant, thinking that Xu Shan and the others were hiding something.

"That's not true!" Xu Anle could not tolerate anyone saying bad things about her parents, especially when that person was her eldest senior brother whom her parents valued the most.

"All of my parents' skills are stored in the Sutra Library. All disciples of the Qingying Sect can read them without any conditions. My parents would never keep them to themselves."

"So, the remaining fragments of Saint Qingyang's elixir recipe are also kept in the Sutra Repository?" The masked man's eyes brightened visibly, as if he had obtained it without any effort.

"Of course," Xu Anle directly took out a jade pendant: "In the sect, all disciples who learn alchemy have one."

Her parents had told her long ago that their sect was small, and the leader was an alchemist with insufficient fighting power. If someone demanded the elixir formula by force, she should just give it to him, as her life was more important than the elixir formula.

Now that the poison in my mother's body has not been cured, the best solution at the moment is to directly give the recipe to the masked man and ask him to stop helping the eldest brother.

Sure enough, the masked man took the jade pendant, identified whether it was real or fake, and then walked aside very decisively. If he had known it was so easy, why would he have spent so much time and energy on it? He could have just joined the sect directly.

"Wait, you haven't never been to your own sect's scripture library, have you?" The masked man was a little bit unbelievable. Every time Xiao Zixuan mentioned the pill formula, he said that his master hid it very well and would not take it out easily.

Xiao Zixuan, who was already nervous because he lost a helper, was exposed to the truth. His momentum weakened and he just held his neck and said, "It's just some yellow-level skills. What's so good about it?"

Xu Anle: "If there were high-level skills, the Qingying Sect would not be just a small sect that is not in the mainstream."

"Also, your slow progress in cultivation is all because you are lazy!" Xu Anle looked at Xiao Zixuan in front of him, no longer caring about his senior brother's feelings:

"I never meditate for more than an hour every day, and I am always late for morning exercises and leave early."

"Finally, those basic sword moves you taught me were all fucking wrong!"

"Every time my parents urged you to practice hard, you pushed the blame onto the fact that you built your foundation early in order to save me. However, you fainted right after you forced yourself to build your foundation, and it was the senior sister who was also at the peak of Qi training who showed up in time and killed the monster."

In fact, even Xu Anle didn’t know that Xiao Zixuan’s forced foundation building was not entirely for the purpose of saving him.

At that time, he did not fully understand the importance of building a perfect foundation. It was just that after he reached the peak of Qi Refining, his master had been suppressing him and not allowing him to advance directly, but instead asked him to continue practicing.

When he reached the peak of foundation building, he had to continue expanding the meridians and compressing the dantian, which was a very long and painful task. In addition, he was afraid of being surpassed by Shangguan Junyi, so he always wanted to build the foundation directly.

And Xu Anle's danger happened to give him a reasonable excuse.

However, after building his foundation, he regretted it.

Because he found that he was at a higher level, but he could not beat the steady and cautious Shangguan Junyi.

Therefore, he placed his hopes on his master to refine a "Nine Spirits Foundation Pill" to help him make up for his shortcomings, considering that he was trying to save his junior sister.

But the master always used the excuse that the required medicinal materials were too precious and kept delaying the refining.

However, when Shangguan Junyi was injured, Xu Shan was able to bring the entire sect's spiritual stones, and even the spiritual plants collected for him, to the Medicine Sect to exchange for a life-extending pill.

Isn't this just biased? Seeing that his foundation is ruined, you just want to give up on him!

"That's right, it's because he is partial," Xiao Zixuan murmured, constantly reaffirming his thoughts. At this point, he couldn't admit that he was wrong.

Anyway, as long as I get the Qingying Sect, I will have enough wealth to buy the Yunji Pill.

"Okay, no more nonsense. Just a few of you disciples in the Qi Refining and Foundation Building stages can't stop us." Xiao Zixuan made up his mind and said no more.

"Either get out of the way, or we'll have to fight our way out."

The disciples, led by Xu Anle, raised their swords, injected spiritual power into the swords, and swore their determination to fight to the death rather than give in.

However, Xiao Zixuan was also very well prepared. Even without the help of the masked man, he still had several Jindan-stage disciples behind him. Moreover, at the end of the team, there was an old man in the Shenhua-stage, whose cultivation was several points higher than Zhong Lixue's.

The old man just raised his hand slightly, and Xu Anle and others kept holding their swords, unable to move.

Not far away, Zhong Lixue, who was secretly observing the overall situation, also felt more nervous. She thought she had control over all of Xiao Zixuan's movements, but she didn't realize that he had found such a powerful helper.

Seeing that Xiao Zixuan's sword was aimed at Xu Anle, Zhong Lixue could only fly over, knock the sword out of Xiao Zixuan's hand, and protect all the disciples behind him.

"Zixuan, you..."

"That's enough." The clanging sound of the sword falling to the ground hit Xiao Zixuan's face hard, making him furious: "You know what I hate most is your nagging and self-righteous way of preaching."

A person who cannot hold a sword is not worthy of being called a swordsman.

This was the first lesson Zhong Lixue taught him.

At that time, the couple had only one disciple, Xiao Zixuan, and Xu Anle was not even born yet. So they put all their attention on Xiao Zixuan and even taught him carefully how to hold the sword.

But later, as the number of disciples in Qingying Sect increased, Zhongli Xue's attention was constantly distracted. Even when she gave hands-on guidance, she was not as meticulous as before.

It was also from that time that Xiao Zixuan's way of thinking began to slowly distort, from admiration to resentment.

"Mr. Zhong, I leave this woman to you." Xiao Zixuan said mercilessly.

The old man at the back of the team stepped forward and said, "That's great. I've always wanted to learn Fairy Li Xue's Qingying swordsmanship."

……

A tense situation had already formed below, and Bai Yanlan, not far away, was still gnawing on spiritual plants and watching the show.

A little old man with white hair and beard quietly appeared beside her: "Do you need me to help later?"

But Bai Yanlan's focus was: "How did you get yourself into this state?"

"Hey." The old man version of Lu Yaogui: "If the younger one gets beaten, the older one will have to come~"