Given that the Xujing area has been a little uneasy recently, Mo Caihuan has never dared to go anywhere in the past two days, and just stayed at home and practiced hard, and this house lasted for three days.

"Why……"

However, strangely, Mo Caihuan did not read the book carefully today, but suddenly threw the book "Zhou Yi" in his hand as a reference, and then lay on the desk and sighed, not knowing what he was worried about.

"Little Li, you said..."

"When will I become as powerful as you?"

Mo Caihuan asked with some depressing silence.

Since she learned about Miss Zhao’s accident at Cui'er’s sister the day before yesterday and the state of the immortal cultivation world near Xujing, especially the state of the casual cultivation world, she has become like this in the past two days, and she is always a little absent-minded when practicing.

Of course, it was not that she was worried about her safety or that she was attacked by that monster-like evil cultivator again, but that Xiao Cui'er's sister found her, but she, Fairy Mo, couldn't help, which made her feel that she was useless, and always felt that the name of "Fairy Mo" was a bit exaggerated and was worried about it.

"?"

"As great as me?"

Jin Xiaoli, who was lying on the soft collapse, was stunned. Then, she jumped up and sat cross-legged on the soft collapse. She blinked and looked at the Mo Caihuan, who was lying on the desk not far away, neither reading nor practicing, but she did not rush to speak.

“??”

"What's wrong, is there any problem with this?"

Seeing his junior sister's strange eyes, Mo Caihuan felt a little confused and couldn't help but sit up straight, look at his clothes, tidy up his makeup, and then asked strangely.

“Of course there is.”

"Senior Sister Mo!"

"I'll ask you."

"How long have you been practicing?"

Jin Xiaoli didn't rush to explain, but asked strangely.

"Um……"

"I'll do it..."

Mo Caihuan really didn't calculate this problem carefully, so he couldn't help but recall it subconsciously with his fingers.

"then……"

"I was separated from Brother Han in the desert. Before that day, I opened a clinic in Yanjiabao, and then the Ghost Spirit Sect sacrificed the disciples of the Seven Sects in Yanjiabao. Fortunately, Brother Han blocked the enemy's pursuit and escaped by chance."

"then……"

"At the inn in the desert, Brother Han put down me and asked me to come to the capital with a convoy, which was when I met my master."

"That's how it's probably been more than six months, right?"

This is really not aware of it, I was shocked when I calculated it!

In this way, even Mo Caihuan herself was a little unbelievable. Before she knew it, she had been practicing for more than half a year.

No wonder, the saying "There is no time for cultivation" is really reasonable. Isn't it? She herself really couldn't feel the passage of time and always thought it was not long!

"You still know it's more than six months?"

"You have only been practicing for more than six months and want to compete with this Daoxian who has been practicing for more than a thousand years?"

"Senior Sister!"

"The mirror is there, you'd better take a look at it yourself!"

As he said that, after indicating the location of the expensive crystal mirror not far away to Mo Caihuan, the arrogant Jin Xiaoli lay on the soft collapse again and continued to play with the huge hydrangea holding her on it.

"Why look in the mirror?"

Mo Caihuan first asked subconsciously.

"ah!"

"you!!"

But soon, she instantly reacted and knew that it was the fish that was burying her and teasing her.

"snort!"

However, after thinking about it, she knew that the other party was right.

She was indeed a little too anxious, so she had to groan in disappointment and give up, sit in her chair again and feel sulky.

"I would have liked to understand the 'exorcism', 'corpse-exorcism' and sword techniques earlier, at least I could help a little bit..."

"Otherwise, I, a cultivator, always feel a little strange..."

As he spoke, Mo Caihuan lay down on the table again, his face full of depressed and annoyed expression.

Xiao Cui'er's sister has only been practicing the fifth level of Qi, but she is envious of the other party's kung fu, spells, other talismans, etc.

"Sister Mo, you are already very competent!"

"You just need to continue working harder and you will soon reach the level of a cultivator who creates elixirs. Practice focuses on "Tao" rather than "art". Don't lose your roots and ends."

"And, you can reach the level of elixir in at most one year. If you say that kind of thing, you don't know how many others will envy you!"

"But you'd better never say it!"

Jin Xiaoli lay there, lifting her feet and stepping on the hydrangea in the air, playing with it, while not forgetting to lift the mocai ring.

"Yeah?"

"But I don't think it's so amazing?"

"I'm still making a pill..."

Flat mouth, Mo Caihuan seems to be a little dissatisfied

"Wrong!"

"You don't need to form pills, because you are not cultivating immortals now, you are already a Taoist fairy child."

"You just need to concentrate on practicing."

Suddenly, Jin Xiaoli seemed to remember something and quickly added.

Because she has high Taoism and strong magic power, she had long been given the responsibility of supervising and guarding Mo Caihuan's cultivation by their Master Anne, so she had long been told a lot of things.

But whether to perform that duty is her own business.

"I know, you've said it many times!"

"only……"

"By the way!"

"Xiao Li, isn't Master very powerful?"

"At that time, have you seen her take action? What's the matter?"

At this time, Mo Caihuan remembered another important thing, and then quickly put down the book in his hand that he could no longer concentrate on reading, but asked with interest.

Although it has been half a year since she became a disciple, Mo Caihuan has never seen Master Anne who has taken action. One is that he has no chance, and the other party never takes them when he goes out to play. Therefore, the only reference she knows on weekdays is the formation that no one except the three of them can enter, and the thousand-year-old demon Jin Xiaoli Junior Sister who was beaten and caught by Master Anne to prepare for cooking.

“…”

Dong!

puff!!

When he heard Mo Caihuan mention something, Jin Xiaoli, who was lying on the soft-collapse and playing with hydrangea, suddenly froze. Then, the hydrangea naturally slid down from her tender white feet raised in the air and then rolled to the ground.

"Can you talk?"

"Junior Sister Li?"

Seeing the other party's reaction, Mo Caihuan felt that there was a door. Then, she was even more interested, so she left the desk and ran to the other party's soft collapse and sat down sideways to beg.

"You really want to know?"

"Um!"

“How much do you think?”

"I really want to do it!"

"real?"

"Of course it's true!!"

"That……"

After confirming, Jin Xiaoli suddenly got up and sat on the soft collapse. Then, she stretched out her hand stingingly, and then a golden bubble appeared in her hand.

“??”

"what?"

"I don't want to make a wish for you. Besides, your wish is not very effective!"

When Mo Caihuan saw the golden bubble, she thought the other party wanted to deceive him to make a wish, so she directly raised her face and waved her hand to express her rejection.
To be continued...