Soul Emperor Martial God

Chapter 5: Poison Dagger Wuhun

At night, Xiao Yi stopped practicing.

Through the window, watching the sky full of stars and the moon.

The stars and the moon are no different from the earth.

The only difference is his soul.

Perhaps, there is another. Xiao Yi smiled at Yiyi who opened the door and held food in his hand.

"Master, it's dinner." Yiyi said sweetly.

"Yeah." Xiao Yi nodded.

After a day of cultivation, the true qi in the body has become stronger, but it has not yet broken through the triple mortal state.

Martial arts practice is very difficult.

A warrior with poor aptitude will never be able to break through to the day after tomorrow.

Even in the Xiao family, many adult people are still in the realm of mortals.

Once the breakthrough reaches the day after tomorrow, he will automatically be promoted to the deacon of the family, and he has a certain right to speak in the family, second only to the elder.

As for the deacon, there are only dozens of people in the Xiao family.

If there weren't those three Body Tempering Pills today, I'm afraid it would take more time for Xiao Yi to be promoted to the Second Level of the Mortal Realm.

Although he possesses a purple martial spirit, the aura between heaven and earth is very thin after all, far inferior to the speed of directly absorbing the power of the pill.

"It would be great if there were more Body Tempering Pills." Xiao Yi thought to himself.

Of course, I was just thinking that although the Body Tempering Pill was only a first-grade pill, the price was not cheap, a full twelve pieces.

For an average family, a family of three, one month's living expenses can't cost 50 taels of silver.

Even the children of a big family like the Xiao family would cost twenty-two pockets a month.

In other words, with my own money, I couldn't buy two Body Tempering Pills in one month.

"At this speed, it will take at least four or five days to break through to the triple mortal realm." Xiao Yi was a little bit distressed.

If his thoughts are heard by other Xiao family children, he will definitely be cursed and perverted.

You must know that even if it is a child of the Xiao family, it will take at least a few months or even longer to break through in the mortal realm.

Even Xiao Ruohan, a well-known genius from the Xiao family, possessed a powerful Huang-rank martial soul, and it took a full month to break through from the second to the third level of the mortal realm.

The reason why Wuhun determines the future of the martial artist is the biggest manifestation of the speed at which it absorbs the spiritual energy of the heavens and the earth, which affects the speed of cultivation.

The more advanced the martial soul, the faster the cultivation speed.

"Yiyi, what are you doing?" Xiao Yi suddenly saw Yiyi turning away and drinking.

"Master, I'll go back to the kitchen to eat." Yiyi replied timidly.

In the past, Xiao Yi never allowed Yiyi to eat on the same stage. Moreover, only the worst leftovers left in the kitchen for Yiyi.

Yiyi is always hungry.

"Sit down and eat together." Xiao Yi said.

"But, Master, you said that Yiyi looks ugly and eating with you will affect your mood, so..."

"Let you sit down and sit down, what nonsense." Xiao Yi scolded.

Yiyi sat down timidly, her face full of anxiety.

"Catch some vegetables to eat." Xiao Yi said when he saw Yiyimeng eating white rice.

"Oh." Yiyi gave Xiao Yi a frightened look, and found that Xiao Yi hadn't looked at him, and then carefully took the order.

"Also sandwich the meat." Xiao Yi almost died of anger, and Yiyi really only caught the vegetables.

Although Yiyi is a little natural, but not dull.

On the contrary, when he was a child, Yiyibing was smart and pleasant.

But, in front of Xiao Yi, she was always cautious.

Suddenly, Xiao Yi put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hands, glanced at Yiyi faintly, and said, "Ten seconds for you to eat up the rest of the food."

"Ah?" Yiyi was stunned, before thinking about it, immediately gobbled it up.

Ten seconds later, the rice in the bowl was emptied, but there were still a lot of dishes on the table.

"I don't need the rest. Pack up and go back to the kitchen." Xiao Yi's tone became commanding.

"Yeah." There was still a big mouthful of rice in Yiyi's mouth that could not be swallowed, so she could only mumble vaguely, and then quickly cleared the dishes.

She was a little sad when she left.

"I was driven out by the young master. Did I affect the young master's mood? The young master didn't eat many meals. The young master will be hungry tonight." Although Yiyi felt a little sad, she still thought of Xiao Yi for the first time. Food and clothing.

....

In the room, Xiao Yi suddenly stood up and stretched.

"This is the first time that a colleague in this world has met Ah, but it seems that the methods are terrible." Xiao Yi grinned with a sneer.

"Come out, watched on the roof for so long, isn't it tired?" Xiao Yi seemed to be muttering to himself.

With a swish, a figure jumped down from the roof. He was a middle-aged man, wearing a night gown, with a hideous scar on his face and murderous intent on his face.

"Did you find me?" the middle-aged man asked suspiciously, somewhat surprised.

Xiao Yi didn't answer, but asked directly, "Who are you?"

The middle-aged man sneered and said, "It's nothing more than a mortal realm double waste, I will tell you compassionately, lest you don't know who you died, I'm called Yang Fu."

"Yang Fu?" There is this person's name in Xiao Yi's memory.

Yang Fu, nicknamed "Poison Dagger", a nine-tier warrior in the Mortal Realm, a famous killer in Ziyun City.

This person's whereabouts are secret, and the methods are fierce. For the sake of money, he can assassinate anyone for his employer.

"It turned out to be a poison dagger. With your concealment method, you can actually become a famous killer, tusk." Xiao Yi said disdainfully.

Indeed, in the eyes of Xiao Yi, a former king of the killer world, Yang Fu's concealment methods were extremely crude and low.

When eating, it was also when Yang Fu just came to ambush on the roof, Xiao Yi had already spotted him, and then he found an excuse to let Yiyi leave.

In the past, Xiao Yi could kill him with a slap in the face of such an innocent killer. But now, it is very troublesome.

"Who asked you to do it?" Xiao Yi asked.

"Those who are about to die, why ask more." Yang Fu sneered.

"If you don't tell me, I know that there are only a few people who want my life. And Xiao Ruohan is the only famous killer who can afford to move you." Xiao Yi said.

Yang Fu frowned, a little surprised, and said, "It seems that the famous waste of the Xiao family is not as simple as it seems."

Although he didn't say it clearly, he actually tacitly agreed.

"However, that's all. Collecting money and helping others eliminate disasters. Since I have collected the money, I cannot let you see tomorrow's sun alive." Yang Fu said, walking towards Xiao Yi step by step.

He didn't want to have extra branches. After all, this was the Xiao family, one of the three major families in Ziyun City.

Xiao Yimi raised her eyes and looked at Yang Fu gradually approaching, without panic.

There is a huge gap between the two layers of the realm and the nine layers.

Mortal realm double, the slightest qi in the body is at best enough for a warrior to play a hundred kilograms of strength.

However, this is a powerful person who can enter the acquired realm with only one step, and can easily play thousands of jins or more.

After changing someone else, he must have been scared at a loss at this moment.

But Xiao Yi was used to strong winds and waves, so naturally he would not panic.

Can't be the enemy, only outsmart. With his own Xingyi Wujue and combat experience, with some means, he should be able to save his life and delay time temporarily.

Once there is a big noise here, the innate elders in the family can immediately perceive it and rush over.

"Drink." Xiao Yi snorted and assumed a fighting pose.

"Sneez." Yang Fu sneered disdainfully, and a black dagger suddenly appeared in his hand.

This is his martial spirit, the "Poison Dagger", with a level of Huang Tier.

A warrior with a weapon spirit can consume the true energy in the body, temporarily condense the projection of the spirit, and use it for several purposes, exerting extremely strong combat power.

"Yang Fu, this is the Xiao Family. I am the Young Patriarch. If you kill me, you will not be afraid of being retaliated by the Xiao Family?" Xiao Yi asked coldly, looking for Yang Fu's flaws.

"Retaliation? Haha, you children of a big family are born with family shelter, have a lot of cultivation resources, and cultivate quickly."

"And ordinary martial artists like Lao Tzu work hard every day, even with their lives, to get training resources."

"Otherwise, with my Huang-rank martial soul, it would have broken through to the acquired or even congenital realm at this moment, so it's still the ninth realm."

"Hmph, your life is worth a lot of money. With this reward, I can buy more pills, and I will soon be able to break through the day after tomorrow. When the time comes, you can't help Xiaojiao with me."

Yang Fu had long been distorted in his heart, full of hatred and hostility towards the children of Xiao Yi's family.

"Don't worry, my poisonous dagger is very poisonous. As long as you get some, you will die quickly, and it won't hurt for long." Yang Fu smiled sadly.

He had come to Xiao Yi one meter before, he had always been confident, it was easy for him to kill a mortal realm double.

"Go to hell." Yang Fu's dagger stabbed at Xiao Yi fiercely.

Xiao Yi's eyes dazzled, and his body twisted strangely, so he could have escaped the assassination.

One of the five unique Xingyi, serpentine.