The difficult path of cultivation for a grassroots female practitioner

Xiao Han flashed again and rushed out of the magic weapon house.

The young monk hurriedly moved closer to her, his face filled with fear as he said, "Senior, ghost, there's a ghost!"

Xiao Han looked carefully and indeed saw several floating shadows.

She was certain that this young cultivator from the Earthly Immortal Realm was a native cultivator of the Immortal Realm. If he were an Ascended cultivator, he would have spent many years in the lower realms and seen all kinds of monsters. How could he be so frightened by a few ghostly figures?

Perhaps sensing her aura, the ghosts disappeared in an instant.

Okay, just scare it away.

Xiao Han had dealt with ghosts far too many times, and the floating shadow just now was probably a small ghost. He immediately said angrily, "You are a cultivator in the Earthly Immortal Realm after all, how can you be afraid of a few ghosts?"

The young monk said with a sad face, "When I was little, I lived in the mortal realm and was terrified when I heard adults telling ghost stories."

Xiao Han was surprised, "Is there a mortal kingdom in the fairy world?"

The young monk was stunned, "I am an ascended monk."

Now it was Xiao Han's turn to be stunned. She had just confidently declared that the other party was a native cultivator and that an ascended cultivator wouldn't be so cowardly, but in the blink of an eye, she was slapped in the face.

She looked him up and down again, and really didn't sense the aura and sophistication of a former superior from him.

Xiao Han asked suspiciously, "Then tell me about your life."

The young monk did not hesitate and immediately told his life experience before his ascension.

The young man's name was Xu Jing, a farmer from a small mountain village in the Mortal Realm. His sect had gone to the Mortal Realm to test his spiritual power and recruit disciples. He was found to have a rare and exceptional spiritual root, and was personally accepted as a disciple by the sect elders.

Because Xu Jing was gifted and had no shortage of resources for cultivation, he cultivated smoothly for hundreds of years and finally achieved ascension.

It has only been a few years since he ascended.

Xiao Han was truly speechless. What happened to the fact that it was said that it would be extremely difficult for a cultivator to ascend to the immortal realm?

Why is it that this cultivator who has never experienced any hardships can cultivate all the way to ascension without any bottlenecks?

It's so unreasonable.

Although Xiao Han was not used to letting a strange cultivator live in her magic house, she had promised to protect the other party, so she had no choice but to let Xu Jing stay.

Anyway, this kid is one level lower than me, so he doesn't dare to play any dirty tricks.

Xiao Han continued to meditate with his eyes closed, and Xu Jing also found a corner and sat down.

She originally thought that the night would pass peacefully, but not long after, she felt that the restrictions outside the magic house were being touched.

Xiao Han suddenly opened his eyes and slipped out of the house again.

Then she saw a huge ghost face floating in the air, looking at her with a ferocious expression.

Seeing her come out, Ghost Face let out a shrill howl that made Xiao Han's ears buzz.

It seems that this should at least be a powerful and evil ghost.

Isn’t this the common territory of humans and demons? How come there is such a fierce ghost here?

She was too lazy to think about it, so she walked directly outside the formation and took out the Sky-Breaking Sword.

"I'm in a good mood today. I don't want you to be reborn forever. Get out of here!"

The ghost face obviously didn't believe in Xiao Han's strength. He opened his mouth and sprayed out a puff of black mist.

Xiao Han swung his sword directly, and the huge sword light swept across, clearing away the black fog.

The sword energy, with the momentum of thunder, crushed towards the ghost face.

The ghost face obviously didn't dare to confront head-on, and immediately turned into a puff of black smoke and scattered everywhere.

The sword light swept over, but it couldn't kill it after all.

The next moment, the black smoke gathered together again, forming an identical ghost face.

A sharp ghost howl suddenly sounded, making people's blood boil.

Xiao Han was too lazy to fight with it, so he took out an exorcism talisman and threw it over.

This is not the simplest exorcism talisman drawn by Taoist priests in the mortal world. This is a fifth-grade talisman, the highest grade exorcism talisman, specially used to deal with all kinds of evil spirits.

Sure enough, as soon as the exorcism talisman appeared, the ghost face screamed in fear, and then the whole face was submerged in the light as bright as daylight.

Xiao Han clapped his hands and turned back to the house.

I chose the wrong place today, so I can't have a good rest at all.

Sure enough, there is no such thing as free benefits.

Xu Jing had been secretly watching from outside the magic room. Seeing Xiao Han return, he immediately flattered him, saying, "Senior, you are truly amazing. Even a ghost like this could be annihilated in a flash."

Xiao Han was too lazy to listen to his flattery, so he returned to his seat and continued meditating.

But tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

I don’t know how long it took, but the restrictions outside the magic house were violently triggered again.

This time, the magic circle that was only used as a warning was completely destroyed.

Xiao Han dodged out again and saw a beautiful woman and a majestic-looking man high in the sky.

She immediately cried out in surprise, "Senior Demon King!"

The woman in the sky was none other than the demon king Zhu Ling.

However, Zhu Ling is still in the Earthly Immortal Realm, which is lower than her cultivation level.

Xiao Han was used to calling her "senior" and did so subconsciously.

Zhu Ling was stunned. He didn't expect that he would meet an old friend from the underworld.

However, before she could open her mouth to greet him, the man next to her had already made his move.

He only snorted, "Even if you know me and know that I am the Demon King, it cannot change your fate."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Han was restrained by a huge force and could not move at all.

She was so surprised when she saw Zhu Ling just now that she hadn't even realized that the man next to Zhu Ling had such a high level of cultivation.

Badou, who was in the magic weapon house, was originally secretly watching the movements outside.

When it discovered that the woman in the sky was the Demon King Zhu Ling, it immediately flew out and shouted in surprise: "Demon King, Demon King, do you still recognize me?"

But the next moment, its body was also imprisoned, hovering motionless in the air, as if the picture had suddenly frozen.

Xu Jing in the magic weapon room was already trembling with fear.

The person who came from outside turned out to be the Demon King. It was over. Now even the seniors in the Golden Immortal Realm could not be relied upon.

Zhu Ling smiled, then grabbed the hand of the male cultivator beside him and said to him, "The demon king they are talking about is me. I know them in the lower realm. Don't hurt them for now."

The man then realized that he had made a mistake. The demon king in the man and the bird's mouths were not calling him.

He snorted, "This woman smells like she's been touched."

Then he waved his sleeves again.

Xu Jing, who was originally hiding in the magic weapon house, seemed to be dragged out by an invisible force and then imprisoned in the air.

He glanced coldly at the two people and the bird below, "Who has the egg?"