A year later, the sky has not changed at all, it is still gray.

Chu Yan was at the edge of a pool in Jade Bird Valley, carrying water.

A year later, he was still pale and had dark circles under his eyes, but his body was much stronger than before and he no longer looked so thin.

But the sense of decline in his eyes was clear at a glance, his heart had long been numb, and no one could understand how he survived this year.

Chu Yan spent almost every day in the cynicism and humiliation of others, and worked non-stop every day.

Ji Zan's hatred and anger, sorrow and pain, but he could not vent them. He could only bury them deep in his heart, merge into his flesh and blood, and penetrate into his bones, unable to be resolved.

A voice as sweet as a wind chime made the fatigue on Chu Yan's face disappear a little.

"Brother Chu Xiang."

A petite figure appeared opposite Chu Yan. You could see it across the pool. It was a girl in black clothes who was in her golden years.

It is Xu Xiaoxi who is much taller than a year ago. Perhaps because of her practice, Xu Xiaoxi looks a little more agile at this moment.

Xu Xiaoxi suddenly moved, like a lark, stepping on the water and floating towards Chu Xiang.

Seeing Xu Xiaoxi, Chu Yan had a smile on her face, and a look of envy flashed in her eyes.

Chu Xiang knew that in this first stage of the spirit-casting period, every time he cast a spirit, he could improve his own cultivation and gain certain abilities.

After casting a spirit once, a person will have clear eyes and ears, quick reactions, a body as light as a swallow, and a strong step as fast as flying. Both physical strength and power will be higher than ordinary people.

Xu Xiaoxi successfully cast a spirit half a year ago, and was the first among the handymen to successfully cast a spirit.

Chu Xiang was a little confused and asked Xu Xiaoxi who came to him: "Xiaoxi, why are you here? Didn't you go to Baidan Tower to collect the elixir today?"

"Yes, I've got it." Xu Xiaoxi smiled, with a mysterious look on her face, and said to Chu Xiang: "Brother Chu Xiang, please close your eyes first and spread your hands."

"Why is it so mysterious?" Chu Yan didn't know what Xu Xiaoxi was going to do, but she still closed her eyes and spread her palms.

It was icy and cold. Chu Yan held what Xu Xiaoxi put in his hand. It was very smooth and it was a small bottle.

Chu Yan opened his eyes and looked at the small white jade-like bottle in his hand. There were flame patterns on it. It was very delicate and beautiful, much like a handicraft.

"This is?" Chu Yan frowned slightly, vaguely guessing what it was.

"I'm sorry, Brother Chu Yan, Xiao Xi is of no use. I can only give you a miscellaneous fire attribute elixir. You can try it first. If... if it doesn't work, next year...

..”

"Xiao Xi." Chu Xiang lowered his head and interrupted Xu Xiaoxi's words. A drop of crystal tears fell on the jade bottle in Chu Xiang's hand, and he wiped it away with his thumb.

This is the first time Chu Xiang has shed tears since he grew up. Carrying his bitterness and helplessness, the tears are filled with indescribable touch, dripping on this seemingly exquisite pill, but in fact it is the pill that Xu Xiaoxi paid a huge price for.

on the bottle.

"Brother Chu Xiang, don't cry, otherwise Xiaoxi will cry too." Tears rolled in Xu Xiaoxi's big eyes, and she stretched out her white little hand to wipe away the tears for Chu Xiang.

Chu Yan put the jade bottle into her arms, blinked her eyes, and smiled at Xu Xiaoxi: "Brother won't cry, let's go back."

Chu Yan reached out and touched Xu Xiaoxi's little head, then walked back with Xu Xiaoxi carrying water.

It's late at night, and everything in Jade Bird Valley is completely silent.

The row upon row of houses were lit by candles as dim as morning stars, and only one or two beast roars could occasionally be heard from the depths of the Jade Bird Valley.

A figure dragged his tired body into the room next to one of the rows of houses and closed the door.

Chu Yan rested by the bed and drank some water. Then he stood up and locked the door, then used the table to block the door tightly and closed the window.

After doing all this, Chu Yan blew out the lights and sat quietly by the bed, with excitement and tension in his heart and a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

But I was more uneasy and afraid.

Chu Yan kept taking deep breaths to calm down his mood. After there was no sound outside, he sat cross-legged on the bed and took out the jade bottle from his arms.

He held the jade bottle tightly in his hand, and after another half while, his expression showed determination in the darkness.

Chu Yan bit her teeth, pulled out the cork of the bottle, and poured out a red pill from the bottle, which emitted a faint firelight and illuminated Chu Yan's palm.

Smelling the faint fragrance of medicine in the air, Chu Yan did not hesitate, swallowed the pill in his hand, put the medicine bottle away, followed the method of opening the spirit, pressed down on his Dantian, and vomited it out.

After the pill was taken down, it suddenly melted away, forming a fiery torrent that went straight to Chu Yan's Dantian, causing him to secrete sweat all over his body and soaking his clothes in an instant.

This feeling was very uncomfortable, like a fire burning in his body, making Chu Yan's body tremble, but he still persisted, forming a seal with one hand, pressing his Dantian, and maintaining a steady breath.

After a long time, the burning sensation in his body finally began to dissipate, making Chu Yan feel much better. His clothes were completely soaked and slowly turned cold.

But Chu Yan didn't care. Compared with the bone-chilling coldness in his heart at this moment, the coldness of his body didn't matter at all.

Chu Xiang couldn't afford to despair, just because he was already in despair.

Some are just endless discouragement...

"hehe......"

In the darkness, there was a sad laugh.

When Chu Yan opened his eyes, he could only see pitch black, and the burning feeling in his Dantian had completely dissipated.

He didn't move, just sat in a daze, only occasionally letting out a sneer.

Suddenly, he took out a small silver sword from his arms, which was left to him by his father.

Chu Xiang had lost all hope. Not only did his life no longer have any meaning, but he was also tortured by those animals day and night. Chu Xiang was extremely unwilling to accept death.

However, Chu Xiang had no intention of killing him. Ordinary spirit-casting monks could still be killed by mortals if they were not careful.

"Even if I die, I will get a few people to be buried with me!" Chu Xiang had already had a plan in his mind.

There is a ferocious beast deep in the Jade Bird Valley, called the Tiger. This ferocious beast will go crazy after eating human blood. As a result, the first person to suffer is the Jade Bird Valley...

Chu Yan lit the candle, then placed the vial containing the elixir on the table, preparing to cut his finger with a small sword and collect the blood.

The small silver sword flickered in the candlelight, and the exquisite dragon patterns on it were clearly visible.

Chu Yan did not hesitate and decisively drew the small sword to the pad of the index finger of her left hand.

With one stroke, Chu Xiang was shocked.

After the small sword scratched his finger, the wound flashed with silver light and returned to its original state. Chu Yan didn't even feel a trace of pain.

"This..." Chu Yan breathed rapidly, not knowing what was going on.

Then Chu Yan tried again, but the result was still the same. The places where the silver sword scratched were restored after a flash of silver light, leaving no trace.

"Weird!"

Chu Yan still refused to give up and tried again.

He stabbed the table with a small sword. It was extremely sharp and penetrated the table easily.

Chu Yan once stabbed her thigh with a small sword, and now she decided to stab her again.

Gritting his teeth, Chu Xiang stabbed the small sword decisively into Chu Xiang's thigh. The small sword quickly pierced Chu Xiang's thigh, but the result was the same as when it was stabbed in front of Wang Tianming.

Chu Yan still felt no pain.

"It turns out that when I stabbed my thigh with the small sword, it was not because of the shield given by the immortal that I was not injured." Chu Yan looked at the silver small sword in surprise and murmured: "There is something weird about this small sword..."

."

Just when Chu Xiang was puzzled, the small sword in his hand suddenly glowed brightly, and it separated directly from Chu Xiang's hand and turned into a ray of silver light.
Chapter completed!