Fairy wife is so hard to woo

"Elder Mei!"

The reception maid looked at the mature woman who came out, her expression suddenly changed, and she immediately bent down to salute.

"This Foundation Building Pill will be given to Young Master Su by me." Elder Mei gently raised his jade hand, and the brocade box in Young Master Bai's hand flew towards Su Xiaofan uncontrollably.

"Thank you!" Su Xiaofan was not polite. Under the surprised gazes of the monks around him, he took the Foundation Establishment Pill and turned around to leave.

Mr. Bai was publicly humiliated by Elder Mei. His handsome face showed a very ugly expression, and he stared at Su Xiaofan's back as he left.

Su Xiaofan did not waste time, went back to the hotel to pack, took his luggage and left Qingzhou City.

A carriage was hailed outside Qingzhou City, and Su Xiaofan sat on it with his eyes closed to relax his consciousness.

The carriage had not gone very far when it suddenly stopped.

"Boy, get down quickly!"

Several gangsters with black scarves on their heads and black cloth clothes stood in front and shouted arrogantly.

"Three are in the middle stage of Qi refining, one is at the peak of Qi refining, and one is in the early stage of foundation building!" Su Xiaofan got off the carriage, holding the wind sword in his hand, looking at the enemy's strength with his eyes.

"Did Young Master Bai send you here?" Su Xiaofan asked with a sneer.

Tianwu Pavilion was not at odds with the Qingyue Sect, but Mr. Bai did not dare to be arrogant in front of the Qingyue Sect elders, so he could only spread his anger on Su Xiaofan.

"Smart, but corpses can't talk!"

Following the order given by the man in black in the foundation building stage, the other gangsters immediately rushed forward.

There were so many of them that they thought it would be effortless to deal with Su Xiaofan, a young Qi-refining boy.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!

Su Xiaofan stood there without moving a step, waving the wind sword a few times to get rid of these ants.

"It's your turn!" Su Xiaofan held the wind sword in his hand and pointed at the man in black.

"Hmph! You do have some tricks up your sleeve, but today you will die!" The man in black was not angry when Su Xiaofan pointed his sword at him. He sneered and pulled out the machete from behind, holding it in his right hand and slashing at Su Xiaofan.

Facing the monks in the foundation building stage, Su Xiaofan looked solemn.

Although he had fought against Ling Ying's junior brother before, it was the latter who made a sneak attack. He ran all the way and consumed a lot of spiritual energy before he could succeed.

This was the first time for Su Xiaofan to face off against a monk in the foundation building stage.

Every time the man in black slashed with a powerful spiritual power, a huge crack was formed on the ground.

Su Xiaofan couldn't find a flaw and could only keep dodging.

"Boy, let's see how long you can hide."

Seeing that ordinary attacks could not hit, the man in black closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths, then suddenly opened them and shouted: "Seven Overlord Slashes!"

A strong spiritual energy emanated from the man in black. The machete in his hand was swinging very fast, slashing at Su Xiaofan continuously.

Su Xiaofan's pupils suddenly dilated. This move was at least a second-level martial skill. Seeing that he had nowhere to hide, he could only grit his teeth and carry the wind sword forward.

Clang! Clang! Clang, clang, clang! Clang!

When the man in black made the final slash, Su Xiaofan's wind sword flew out of his hand.

"Hmph!" Seeing Su Xiaofan fall to the ground, the man in black snorted and walked over slowly, preparing to kill him with a knife.

"A life-threatening blow!"

When the man in black approached, Su Xiaofan roared and jumped up from the ground. When the man relaxed his guard, he bent his right hand and hit the man in black with his elbow.

The man in black didn't react at all. His chest was stably penetrated by Su Xiaofan, and he fell to the ground unwillingly, vomiting blood.

"Huh...huh..."

When Su Xiaofan saw that all his enemies had been killed by him, he was so tired that he collapsed and sat on the ground, with a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"Sure enough, the sequelae of using this trick are still so severe!" Su Xiaofan felt waves of cramping pain coming from the internal organs in his body. The pain was so painful that he didn't want to say more.

A life-saving blow, a second-level martial skill, with extremely strong destructive power on a single target. It can explode with power beyond its own stage, but every time it is used, it will also cause great damage to one's body.

This was the first martial skill he chose to practice after advancing to qi training. Whether it was to face the enemy or defend himself, the more powerful it was, the better.

In the evening, Su Xiaofan dragged his tired body back to his yard.

After changing into clean cloth, Su Xiaofan lay on the bed and suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, the day after tomorrow is the day agreed with Ling Yurou."

Thinking of Ling Yurou, her beautiful purple figure appeared in his mind. Su Xiaofan had an indescribable feeling for Ling Yurou, and after a while, he fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, Su Xiaofan felt that the pain in his body was gone, so he immediately left for the sect's secret training room.

With the Foundation Establishment Pill, there is a certain chance to reach the Foundation Establishment Stage. In this immortal cultivation continent where the strong are respected, strong strength is what everyone pursues.

Su Xiaofan found a remote and quiet secret room, sat on the futon and took out a brocade box.

Su Xiaofan was intoxicated as he smelled the rich fragrance of the Foundation Establishment Pill in his hand. He swallowed it in one gulp and began to practice with his eyes closed.

"Well……"

Just after swallowing the Foundation Establishment Pill, Su Xiaofan suddenly opened his eyes. He felt extremely hot, as if spiritual energy was burning in his body.

"Suck it for me!"

Under Su Xiaofan's control, a large amount of spiritual energy poured into Su Xiaofan's Dantian, flowing through his every meridians.

After being trained with spiritual energy, each meridian becomes tougher than before and can withstand the use of more spiritual power.

The cultivation process lasted a full day, and in the early morning of the next day, Su Xiaofan felt that his body had returned to normal body temperature, and the sequelae caused by the previous life-saving blow had completely disappeared.

Su Xiaofan stood up from the futon and felt every ounce of power in his body. It was more than one level stronger than when he was in the Qi training period.

"Is this the power of the foundation-building stage? Now if I meet that black-clad gangster, it won't be difficult to kill him!" Su Xiaofan thought silently.

"Hey! Senior brother, have you heard that a beautiful fairy came down the mountain!"

"Really? I don't know which elder's daughter she is. Go and have a look!"

While walking on the road to Qingyue Sect, Su Xiaofan was still immersed in the joy of breaking through to the foundation building stage, when he suddenly heard the conversation of the disciples passing by, and then remembered that the appointed time had arrived.

He quickly ran down the mountain. When he reached the bottom of the mountain, he saw many people gathered in front of him.

A phoenix covered with green feathers stood on the ground, looking up at the crowd at its feet. On the back of the green-feathered phoenix, a purple-clothed fairy wearing a white veil on her head, only revealing willow eyebrows and black contact lenses stood Above, the fairy's aura is so pure that people only dare to look at it from a distance but not dare to get close.

When Su Xiaofan saw Qingyu Phoenix, he knew it must be Ling Yurou.

"Give way, senior brother, let me borrow it, let me borrow it!" Su Xiaofan forced his way through the crowd and squeezed his way to the front amidst the dissatisfied scoldings of his fellow brothers.