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Chapter 89 The One-Armed Female Puppet, Zi Xuan

At night, Ye Chen brought the beautiful puppet back to Xiaoling Garden.

Huh?

Huwa, who was practicing the Tiangang Stick Formation, stopped immediately and looked at the beautiful puppet behind Ye Chen curiously, "Big Brother, who is this beautiful big sister?"

"she is…….."

"Puppet." Zhang Fengnian, who had just walked out of the house, couldn't help but be surprised. As Elder Hengyue, he had a wide range of knowledge and recognized that behind Ye Chen was a puppet.

"Puppet?" Huwa raised his little head and looked at Ye Chen and Zhang Fengnian curiously.

"The puppet was created by the head of my Hengyue Sect. It is a murderous weapon refined with special mysterious methods. They have no emotional thoughts, so they are cold-blooded. Once they identify the target, they will not stop, and they can only stop unless the caster stops it."

Zhang Fengnian explained to Huwa gently, but the surprise in his tone could not be concealed. He never thought that Ye Chen could actually get a puppet.

The next dinner will be particularly unnatural.

Ye Chen was eating voraciously, and the beautiful puppet stood behind him, motionless like a javelin.

She stood like this, so that Huwa and Zhang Fengnian, who were eating, would look up from time to time. Even the little eagle spirit beast would raise its furry little head from time to time and look at the beautiful puppet curiously.

After dinner, Zhang Fengnian and Huwa went to bed early.

In the garden, Ye Chen had already touched his chin and circled around the beautiful puppet several times.

"How about giving you a name?" Ye Chen looked at the beautiful puppet, and naturally he would not receive any response.

Still circled around the beautiful puppet, Ye Chen touched his chin and pondered for a long time before he walked around the beautiful puppet, and smiled, "How about calling you Zixuan? Well, this name is pretty good. You will call Zixuan in the future."

Next, Ye Chen sacrificed a trace of soul power and entered Zi Xuan's body.

He found that Zixuan's body was not flesh and blood, but was made up of many unknown materials, and was just covered with a human skin.

Moreover, he found many restrictions on Zixuan's eyebrows. With his experience, he had been meditating for a long time but couldn't find a clue.

Thinking to himself, he took out a dagger and slashed Zi Xuan's arm. Although there was no blood flowing out, the wound was healing. Although the speed was very slow, Ye Chen's eyes shone.

Next, he sacrificed the true fire and poured it into Zixuan's body.

He wanted to help Zixuan puppet temper her body, try to remove the impurities in her body, so that various materials in her body can be better integrated, and increase the flexibility and hardness of the body to a better level.

Because he was a puppet and did not know the pain, he had no worries and increased the intensity of the true fire to the highest level.

However, he never realized that because of the high-intensity calcination of the true fire, a trace of pain flashed between the purple Xuan puppet's pretty eyebrows, and this expression fluctuation that only humans only had, only flashed across her cheeks.

Three hours later, Ye Chen collected the true fire and then looked at the Zixuan puppet in front of him with pleasing eyes.

At this moment, a breeze blew, lifting Zixuan's long hair.

This moment made Ye Chen feel dazed, as if the person standing in front of him was not a puppet, but a person.

"Am I thinking too much?" Ye Chen subconsciously touched the tip of his nose.

The night is getting deeper.

Ye Chen did not go back to his room to rest, but sat cross-legged in the garden to practice masterpieces.

The Zixuan puppet stood beside him, as always as a javelin, with an emotionless expression and dull eyes.

But at some point, the bright moonlight sprinkled down and hit her shoulders, and it inexplicably integrated into her body. More moonlight sprinkled, and she absorbed it into her body without any rejection.

Ye Chen had never noticed this strange scene, but the little eagle spirit beast not far away that had just opened its sleepy eyes from his sleep was discovered.

It looked from afar, dazed, with someone's confusion in his eyes.

There was nothing to say all night, dawn was dawn in a blink of an eye.

In the early morning, after breakfast, Ye Chen called the tiger baby to his side.

"Are you afraid of pain?" Ye Chen touched the tiger's little head.

"Not afraid."

"Okay, let me see your cultivation results." Ye Chen took a step back slowly, but the Zixuan puppet behind him walked forward.

"You fight with her." Ye Chen smiled slightly.

Um!

The tiger nodded, with a look of joy on his little face, and he turned his hand and took out his black iron stick.

Buzz!

Immediately, the tiger wore a black iron rod and jumped into one, and Ling Tian swung down with one stick.

But the Zixuan puppet gently raised his jade arm and slapped it out with a palm.

pound!

Huwa was shocked and retreated. Before he could stop his body, Zixuan attacked him. Although he had only one arm, the attack was very fierce, and the attacks were constantly retreating.

A human-level puppet is equivalent to the human-yuan realm of a cultivator. Huwa has just practiced for a while and has only the third level of Qi Condensation. He has no experience in fighting with people before, so he was beaten from the beginning and has no power to turn over.

On the side, Ye Chen looked quietly, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

"How do I feel that this one-armed puppet is stronger than the one I saw in Lingguoyuan yesterday?"

"And this bodywork..."

"And that move..."

Ye Chen murmured and found a different place from the one he saw yesterday from the Zixuan puppet.

He found that although the Zixuan puppet lacked an arm, it was more flexible than he had imagined and had a moderate attack and defense. Except for being unable to use mysterious techniques, she basically knew the other moves that monks could use.

"Is it because of the tempering of the true fire?" Ye Chen murmured again, and there was such a guess in his heart.

Bang!

Not far away, the tiger's wig was beaten by Zi Xuan again and flew out.

Oh!

Huwa was stubborn and immediately stood up and swung the black iron stick to attack. Although the Tiangang stick formation was used in his hands, it also had a certain attack power.

Zixuan's puppet looked dull and easily avoided the black iron stick. He slapped the tiger baby with his jade hand and slapped the tiger baby with one palm, then swept it across, and beat the tiger baby out again.

Ye Chen looked at it like that, but he didn't stop it.

"Young man, this..." Zhang Fengnian on the side couldn't stand it anymore.

Ye Chen smiled slightly, "Grandpa, it is not enough to just improve his cultivation. What Huwa needs is actual combat. Only by constantly being beaten in actual combat can he hone his character and combat effectiveness. On this road, setbacks are indispensable, and only with pressure can he have motivation."

Although Ye Chen said this, Zhang Fengnian still couldn't bear to look at the scene of the tiger's baby being beaten.

It took a long time before Ye Chen stopped Zixuan.

She had nothing, but when Huwa got up from the ground, she was already staggering, in a mess, with her little face being beaten to a bruised and swollen face.

But even so, not only did he not look discouraged on his face, but he was happy and excited.

"Her strength is in the Human Yuan Realm, so it's not embarrassing to lose." Ye Chen smiled and shot out spiritual liquid to heal the tiger baby.

"Big brother, I'm not afraid of pain. I'll take a break and I'll still have to fight her." Huwa showed her snow-white teeth, "I feel that fighting with her can help me learn a lot."

After a simple rest for half an hour, the tiger baby jumped up alive.

This time, he was still beaten so hard that he couldn't raise his head, but he became more and more brave as he fought. He stood up with a strong blood spit several times.

Why!
Chapter completed!
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