Brother Xie, he is too popular. What should I do?

"I'm late, sorry."

Ling Jiaojiao looked a little listless, not as arrogant and energetic as usual.

This is so wrong.

"Senior Sister Ling, what's wrong with you?"

Xie Yunhe was a little worried, but he didn't want to check on Senior Sister Ling directly.

Although Ling Jiaojiao herself is not particular about details and it is impossible to tell the difference between men and women when fighting, she is a female cultivator after all, and there are differences between men and women, so Xie Yunhe is still very polite.

Ling Jiaojiao rubbed her nose and subconsciously adjusted the half mask on her face. After making sure it was still on her face, she looked up at Xie Yunhe and Chen Qixing.

She forced a smile.

"I failed once when I was promoted to the Golden Core Stage. It's not a big deal."

Failed to get promoted?

This is no small matter.

Xie Yunhe finally understood why Senior Sister Ling was like this.

In the world of cultivating immortals, there is a probability of failure when advancing to a higher level of cultivation, and the higher the level of cultivation, the greater the probability of failure in advancement.

After failing to advance, the meridians may be damaged and the spiritual energy may be disordered at the very least, and life may be in danger at the worst.

Therefore, some monks dare not continue to practice because the cost of promotion is too high.

Not everyone is a genius, and promotion can be as easy as drinking water and eating.

But once the promotion is successful, it is another world, so there will still be many cultivators who still insist on this path and eventually die on the road of pursuing immortality.

Senior Sister Hua Qinglian's mother died due to failure in promotion.

Therefore, failure in promotion is a very serious matter, and it is not as trivial as Ling Jiaojiao said.

"Senior Sister Ling, if you can't hold on, why don't you leave the secret realm?"

Xie Yunhe suggested.

Ling Jiaojiao shook her head with a gloomy look in her eyes, her voice a little hoarse.

"I'm going to continue. I'm just a little bit disturbed by my spiritual energy. It will only take a day or two to heal. It's not a big deal."

Xie Yunhe saw that Ling Jiaojiao insisted and had no choice.

"Then Senior Sister Ling, please rest more these days. If you encounter any monsters or similar, I will go first. Don't try to be brave without caring about your health."

Ling Jiaojiao looked at the handsome young man in front of her with a serious and concerned expression, and her heart suddenly skipped a beat.

His face somehow turned a little redder.

"Well, thank you for your trouble, Junior Brother."

Ling Jiaojiao held the hand that the young man extended to support her.

The other party's warmth dispelled the coldness from Ling Jiaojiao's hand.

Suddenly I understood why Li Ye and Chen Qixing always acted sick.

She blinked her eyes. So this is what it felt like to be cared for by Junior Brother Xie.

She didn't expect to fail in advancing to the Golden Core Stage this time.

I originally thought it would be a sure thing.

But when she was about to succeed, the water spiritual power hidden in her body surged out, disrupting Ling Jiaojiao's rhythm and causing the fire golden elixir that was about to take shape to disintegrate again.

This made her look seriously injured.

Fortunately, she had a strong physique and tough meridians. She received a little spiritual power shock, which caused her spiritual power to become disordered. She felt much better after taking the healing pill.

Seeing that Junior Brother Xie cared about her so much, Ling Jiaojiao felt a surge of heat on her cheeks.

Dizzy.

Ling Jiaojiao spoke in a gentle tone that she had never used before.

"Thank you, Junior Brother. I, I still feel a little dizzy."

Xie Yunhe was horrified, feeling that Senior Sister Ling was not in good health, and exclaimed:

"Senior Sister Ling, are you okay? Why is even your voice different?"

He quickly supported the shaky Ling Jiaojiao, and did not even bother to hold the bird's nest of Fireball, but handed it to Chen Qixing first.

Ling Jiaojiao: ...

She just pretended she didn't hear the last sentence.

He said weakly, "Ahem, nothing, my throat just feels a little uncomfortable."

She leaned uncomfortably on Xie Yunhe's shoulder.

The height is just right.

Only then did Xie Yunhe realize in surprise, how come Senior Sister Ling has grown taller again?

Ling Jiaojiao is already quite tall, and stands out among the female cultivators. Why does she seem to be even taller now?

Xie Yunhe even felt that Senior Sister Ling was almost taller than him.

It seems that I need to drink more milk and practice sword more after I go back, Xie Yunhe thought deeply.

He is still too short.

Suddenly, someone came up to the two of them.

It’s Chen Qixing.

He held the bird's nest in one hand and took out a long and thin object from the storage ring with the other hand, and then accurately stuffed the long and thin object into Ling Jiaojiao's hand.

"Fellow Daoist Ling, this is my master's walking stick. He must have gotten senile and put it in my storage ring. I think you might need it right now, so I'll lend it to you. You're welcome."

The two looked down and saw that Ling Jiaojiao was holding a brown cane.

The cane is about half a person's height, and the cane body is glowing. It is made of a kind of wood that looks very ancient, and there is also a cloud-shaped handle on the top of the cane.

After Chen Qixing handed the crutch to Ling Jiaojiao, he naturally stuffed the bird's nest back into Xie Yunhe's hand.

He stood between the two of them like flowing water.

Gently reminding: "It's almost time, we should go."

Yes, that’s almost it. It’s time to go to the next stone chamber.

To qualify to participate in the big plot, one requirement is to break into a certain number of stone chambers before being selected by the realm spirit.

Xie Yunhe calculated that they had visited too few stone chambers in the previous seven days, and they had to continue exploring.

There is no time to lose now.

"Let's go."

Xie Yunhe greeted his two companions.

Ling Jiaojiao was puzzled.

What just happened?

Why was she leaning on Junior Brother Xie's shoulder one second, and could only stand aside with a crutch the next?

She pondered for a moment and shifted her gaze to the young man in green who was handsome, cold and elegant, and had a harmless face.

The fingers squeezed until they cracked.

Okay, you green tea spirit!

In any case, it was time for the three of them to set off, otherwise they would be kicked out of the training room.

But the moment he walked through the iron gate, something unexpected happened.

The fireball in Xie Yunhe's hand, which had been lying peacefully with its eyes closed in the bird's nest, suddenly opened its eyes and jumped out of the nest quickly.

"grumble--"

Flying towards the direction behind the three people.

"Fireball—"

With one foot already in the door, Xie Yunhe only had time to turn around and glance at the fireball.

He only saw the dazzling firelight in the darkness returning to the dark green floor behind the three people.

Then the vision was shrouded by the darkness of the conversion space.

When the vision becomes bright again.

The three of them have arrived at the new stone chamber.

A giant crocodile appeared before my eyes.

When the giant crocodile saw the invader, it was very angry, with steam coming out of its nostrils, and it was obviously ready to attack.

However, the three of them did not pay attention to the monster in front of them, but looked at each other.

Finally, his eyes fell on the empty bird's nest in Xie Yunhe's hand.

So, did the fireball run away?