My Fairy Fiancee

Walking on the street, Zhao Yi looked at the silver bracelet on his left hand, then looked at the wind chime he had just put on his right hand, and thought about the love and kindness sleeping behind him, and could only sigh deeply in his heart.

In fact, Yu Xi wanted Zhao Yi to wear the wind chime on his left hand, but Zhao Yi was unwilling to do so. In the end, she let him wear it on his right hand.

But it was only his right hand. Once the black sword appeared, it would break and the wind chime would fall to the ground.

Although she was a little disappointed, Yu Xi still felt that today was such a good day. There was no conversation or quarrel, and the relationship seemed to have progressed silently. Even the token of love was worn. Although it was called a token of borrowing money, she didn't care.

Back to the sect, Zhao Yi gave all the medicinal materials to the old sect master, who took them to the back mountain. As long as there was no large-scale event here, the disciples would not come here.

"From now on, you have to practice with me, and you can't be negligent anymore." The old sect master said.

"What are these herbs used for?" Zhao Yi looked at the herbs that were put aside and said.

"When you practice to a certain level, these herbs are used to strengthen your body."

"I thought you had to strengthen it before practicing."

"There is a huge difference between the body before and after practicing. Physical skills are different from all spiritual energy skills. The things it uses do not exist in itself, but as long as it is strong enough, the things it can use are strong enough. So you only need to improve yourself, and you don't need to consider the purity and strength of spiritual energy like those cultivators who practice spiritual energy." The old master said.

"Then let's start now." Zhao Yi said.

"Okay, I won't teach you about physical skills now, I will only teach you how to train yourself. When you are very powerful and reach a certain level, I will naturally teach you some physical skills."

"Then let's start."

The next scene is the old master and Zhao Yi teaching and practicing one-on-one. What they learned is very simple and basic, but it is very difficult to do the best. Zhao Yi also felt his own shortcomings and began to work harder to do these details.

Yuxi sat on the grass beside them and watched the one-on-one teaching. She didn't say a word from beginning to end. She also wanted to study physical skills, hoping to help Zhao Yi.

But some of the things the old sect master said next made her puzzled. In the end, it was not until Zhao Yi demonstrated it that she gradually understood. Although she understood it, she couldn't do it like Zhao Yi.

The day passed quickly, and Yuxi had the most leisurely life. She was too lazy to practice spiritual energy again. Moreover, the old sect master and Zhao Yi had a great demand for food because they were practicing physical skills.

I remember that at noon, the old sect master asked Yuxi to help cook, and told Yuxi various cooking methods. Although there were not many seasonings, the things the old sect master made himself were at least edible.

But Yuxi was different when she went into battle. She cooked the cabbage with a little salt and cumin, and she burned it again and again. Half of the old master's cabbage garden was destroyed in an instant, and the old master almost cried.

In the end, the old master relied on his blind eyes to touch a few cabbages and boiled them in the pot with clear water, for fear that Yuxi would use the flames of her spiritual energy to roast the cabbage.

Zhao Yi, who was exhausted, sat aside and stuffed a piece of cooked cabbage leaves into his mouth, and said to Yuxi: "By the way, you can't cook for thousands of years in the cultivation world?"

"I... Did I use it for cultivation?" Yuxi felt a little wronged.

When she spoke, she wanted to beat herself up in her heart. It was obviously the first time she cooked for him, but she messed it up.

Although she was hungry, the boiled cabbage leaves with a little salt were really not delicious. She couldn't eat it when she was half full.

After a whole day, Zhao Yi and Yu Xi began to return to the small dormitory that belonged to them. At this moment, the originally shabby small dormitory has been tidied up into a warm home.

The other shabby things in the dormitory have been thrown out, and they are replaced by the ones that Yu Xi bought recently, as well as the beds for two people, although they are not as big as the original one when put together.

There is a half-meter gap between the two beds. If one is not careful, he may still roll into the other's bed.

In the evening, the old sect leader sent a potion made of medicine, saying that Zhao Yi must find a bathtub to soak for half an hour.

After the old sect leader left, Zhao Yi began to worry. This room does have everything it should have, but there is no bathtub.

"Gudong!"

Suddenly, a one-meter-high wooden barrel appeared in the room. Zhao Yi looked at Yu Xi and said with some caution: "Could it be that you have used it?"

"Use it if you want!"

"Wait a minute! I will just brush it, just brush it."

"You!"

"Thunderbolt gulp..."

There was a chaos in the room. When Zhao Yi got up from the ground again, his head was full of bruises, although his face still had that calm and cold expression.

Fighting with Yu Xi... He probably didn't even blink before she had a set of combined punches on him.

And the most important thing is that he has been practicing for a day now, his body is extremely tired, and the old master does not allow him to use natural power within a month, and his spirit has become extremely tired now.

"Are you going out or am I going out?" Zhao Yi glanced at Yu Xi and said.

"Of course you go out. If you don't want to go out, I won't look at you." Yu Xi sat on her bed with her back to him and said angrily.

"Then I'll go out."

Then, Zhao Yi lay comfortably in the bathtub outside the door of this dormitory, looking at the stars in the sky, and couldn't help but look at the ice coffin beside him.

When his eyes fell on the ice coffin, the enjoyment in his eyes instantly turned into nothingness, and was replaced by a strong sadness and self-blame.

"My heart... has it been affected... It turned out to be so casual..."

Just as he was talking to himself, a figure appeared in the distance of his sight. This figure was wearing green clothes, and it was obviously the dead brothers and sisters in the sect.

"Big Brother?" Zhao Yi was stunned. "Didn't the old sect master say that no disciples would come here? It's over. If he sees us, it will definitely affect his soul."