call--
In the small courtyard, the leaves rustled, and a black demonic wind emerged out of thin air, like a knife, which made Luo Hai's cheeks hurt and made him suffocate.
"Tora...senior..."
He struggled to speak out, but his voice was swept away by the evil wind and could not reach Wang Tuo's ears at all.
Wang Tuo's eyes were blank, his figure surged in the evil wind, and he was about to crush the peach tree in the courtyard. At this moment, a clear call came from the front room.
"Brother."
With this sound, the evil wind in the small courtyard seemed to be suppressed and disappeared instantly.
The demonic aura around Wang Tuo also completely faded away in a moment, and his eyes regained clarity.
Wang Tuo woke up and felt that his demonic energy was blocked by a domineering force. He was temporarily unable to use it and fell into silence.
If Chuan Mei could not easily suppress him, how many people would he kill if he lost control this time?
After Luo Hai survived the disaster, he saw Wang Tuo not far away who had returned to the size of a cat, with fear all over his face.
That demonic wind was really terrifying. Even if he had watched the fluctuations of the monks fighting in the Dan Formation Stage from a distance in the past, it was far less than what he saw today.
If the demonic energy is allowed to expand, he will definitely die.
Fortunately, that woman can awaken Senior Tiger's sanity, otherwise...
Luo Hai swallowed hard, with even more fear in his eyes. At the same time, he looked at the front room, and a hint of enlightenment arose in his heart.
This woman is not a simple woman. To be able to associate with such a dangerous monster and live to this day is definitely not ordinary.
Luo Hai secretly guessed that this woman either had some special talent and was extremely close to the demon clan; or... she was a hidden power whose cultivation level was much higher than his, even higher than that of Senior Hu!
However, Luo Hai still prefers the first guess in his heart.
This woman looks like a fairy, has an extraordinary temperament, and in terms of appearance, she really does not look like an ordinary person.
However, looking at her dealings with the neighbors these days, her familiarity and familiarity are extremely natural and cannot be faked.
If he were a powerful monk and his state of mind had already transcended the world, how could he associate with these short-lived mortals?
Looking at his temperament, he is also too gentle. Even when the fierce woman across from him said a few words, he still smiled and never blushed.
Fortunately, she has the blessing of Senior Hu. With this woman's gentle temperament, let alone the world of cultivation, even if she lives in the secular world, it will be difficult, right?
Wang Tuo didn't know that in this short moment, Luo Hai could have so many outrageous thoughts in his heart.
He jumped in front of the wine vat, pushed aside the debris at his feet, and looked inside.
The evil wind was raging, and the wine vat was not spared. Half of it was broken, leaving only a shallow layer of wine on the bottom of the vat.
Luo Hai came over and said cautiously: "Senior, I can brew again..."
"No need."
Wang Tuo turned around, looked up at Luo Hai, and asked in a deep voice: "Who did you learn this brewing method from?"
Luo Hai was shocked when he saw it, and he replied obediently: "It's a technique passed down from a humble family."
Wang Tuo's pupils shrank slightly, "Family tradition?"
Mentioning the past, Luo Hai sounded a little sad, "Actually, the villain was not born as a cultivator, and he was once the young master of a cultivating family.
Although our family, Luo's Villa, is not a cultivating family with a long history, it has quite a heritage in brewing spiritual wine. The family has no worries about cultivating resources. It is settled in a corner and is very stable until twenty-eight years ago. "
Luo Hai sighed bitterly, "I was still young at that time, at the age of ignorance and ignorance. All I knew was that overnight I was left with an old servant and no relatives.
Later, I practiced on my own and entered the world of cultivation. After many investigations, I found out that my Luo Family Villa was destroyed by the Demon Palace, and even the corpses were taken away and disappeared. "
Wang Tuo looked at Luo Hai blankly, and the chaotic memories in his mind started to stir again.
He covered his head, gritted his teeth, and searched with some difficulty in his memory to see if he had a face similar to Luo Hai's.
But it is not easy to find the only corresponding one among countless fragments.
Wang Tuo’s face was so painful
They were all twisted, and Luo Hai was so frightened that he backed away again and again.
"Brother, why bother with this?"
A sigh sounded in Wang Tuo's ears, "You clearly know that it is not you who creates the cause and effect, but the Demon Palace."
Wang Tuo lowered his paws, looking lonely.
He naturally understands the truth, but the sins in a hundred years of chaotic memory cannot be washed away in just one sleep.
"what's your name?"
Wang Tuo suddenly uttered human words.
Luo Hai was excited and quickly replied: "The villain's surname is Luo, and his last name is the word "Hai"."
"Luo Hai..."
Wang Tuo muttered, took out a pill bottle from somewhere, and threw it to Luo Hai.
"The wine is very good, let's go."
Luo Hai subconsciously took the elixir bottle, and immediately understood what the other party meant. His eyes were stunned for a moment, and he almost thought he heard wrongly.
"Senior, what did you say?"
Wang Tuo frowned: "What? I let you go, are you still reluctant to let me go?"
"No, no, no..."
Luo Hai waved his hand quickly, "Senior, please be magnanimous. Junior, take your leave!"
Luo Hai really didn't want to wait for a moment longer. After saying that, he immediately summoned the magic weapon, turned into a black light, and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.
Wang Tuo looked at the mess in the courtyard, swept out a demonic wind with his claws, cleaned up the fallen leaves, then took out a wine gourd, filled up the little wine left at the bottom of the jar, and put it away carefully.
Xiang Shu didn't know when he came to the backyard. He leaned in front of the back door and watched, sighing secretly in his heart.
Things come to a close.
She can't help much. Wang Tuo can only get through this level by himself.
However, Luo Hai escaped and flew far away from Dushuicheng before he remembered that Wang Tuo had given him a bottle of elixir before leaving.
"I don't know what kind of elixir it is..."
Luo Hai stopped in mid-air, stretched out his hand and touched the storage ring, and the elixir bottle appeared in the palm of his hand.
For such a powerful monster clan, even if it is a random reward, it should not be too bad, at least it is a high-level spiritual elixir, right?
Thinking like this, Luo Hai opened the cork of the bottle, and a strong medicinal fragrance instantly rose up.
Luo Hai just took a light sniff and felt that his cultivation level had increased at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"This is... the best elixir?!"
Luo Hai gasped in shock, and his mind went blank for an instant.
There are three levels of spiritual elixirs in the world of cultivation. The middle and upper-level elixirs are too powerful. Foundation-building monks often use lower-level elixirs to practice breathing.
And above these three grades, there is another grade, which is the highest grade.
Different from the middle and high-grade elixirs, the top-grade elixirs are powerful but very gentle and suitable for cultivating by monks of all realms.
Because the raw materials are precious, even large sects don't have much inventory, and they are usually only used to lay the foundation for the talented disciples in the sect.
Luo Hai is a casual cultivator with a poor family and cannot even afford low-grade elixirs. He often goes to the market to pick up cheap and low-quality elixirs.
Although those spiritual elixirs also have the effect of cultivation, they are only slightly better than simply breathing in spiritual energy, and there are still a lot of erysipelas that need to be removed slowly, so the efficiency is extremely low.
Luo Hai has been cultivating for twenty-eight years, and the most common dream he has is to eat countless low-grade elixirs.
He had never even dreamed of such legendary items as the ultimate elixir.
But now, that senior tiger actually gave me a whole bottle casually? !
With Senior Hu's knowledge, it is impossible not to know that this thing is precious. Is it because you are pleased with yourself?
Luo Hai was thinking wildly for a while, and smelled the scent of medicine again in his nose, and then he was shocked to realize that the elixir bottle had not been closed.
He hurriedly re-corked the bottle, looked around at the deserted wilderness, and breathed a sigh of relief, but his heartstrings inevitably tightened.
It’s hard not to be nervous when you have such a heavy treasure with you. This is a treasure that even Nascent Soul cultivators are extremely jealous of!
There are at least ten top-quality elixirs in this bottle, which is enough for him to practice for several years. There is no need to go out and wander around anymore. The top priority is to find a place to hide and practice!
Can hide in
Where is the safest place?
Luo Hai was thinking hard, his eyes suddenly brightened, and he turned around and flew back to Dushui City without saying a word.
Thirteen days later, it was the day of the Lantern Festival.
Tiejiang Chen and Widow Wang came to visit with Fengfeng and invited Xiang Shen to go shopping at the Lantern Street. Unable to resist the warm welcome, Xiang Shu had no choice but to take Wang Tuo out for a tour until the market closed in the middle of the night before returning home.
After watching the fireworks in the world, Wang Tuo, who had been gloomy for half a month, regained some of his vitality. It was a worthwhile trip.
And that night, in the secret realm bead of Demon God Valley, the green square-inch mountain seal suddenly shook, and the green light shined brightly.
At this moment, Guan Hui finally fully integrated into Fang Cun Concentration and officially transformed into a new weapon spirit.
With its inside and outside combined, Xiang Shu was able to refine it with ease. He easily refined the Qingshan Seal into the palm of his hand and turned it into a mountain-shaped seal.
"Master, after the last generation of weapon spirits died away, the originally designated space in this square inch collection was almost destroyed. Do you want me to spend some time repairing it again?"
Calvary sent a message to ask.
"No need."
Xiang Shu shook his head. She was not refining Fang Cun Ji to open a market. Why did she need such a big space?
"Just try it. Relying on the square inch set to travel through the void, how far can you extend the space?"
Guanhui's heart trembled, and he said solemnly: "Master, be careful. This treasure travels through the void, and it consumes your spiritual power. If it consumes too much, the master must disconnect in time, otherwise it may damage the master's body." "
"It doesn't matter."
Xiang Shen lowered his eyes, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, "Just do what you want, don't think too much."
"Old slave, honor your order!"
After Guhu responded, he saw a flash of green light in Xiang Sheng's palm, and he jumped into the void like a fish and disappeared.
At the same time, Xiang Shu felt that the spiritual power in his body was being consumed crazily. However, with the support of the huge pure energy in the center of the earth, this consumption was not even a drop in the bucket.
Xiang Shen had expected this, so he calmly extended his consciousness, and in an instant he locked onto Fang Cun Ji, who had reached the edge of the Sea of Fog.
"Master, this old slave has a feeling in his heart. There are many dangers in this mysterious sea of mist. I'm afraid there are some old monsters who are proficient in space methods. If they rashly get in..."
Xiang Shen narrowed his eyes, pondered for a moment, and then sent a voice message to command: "Condensate the boundary of Fang Cun Ji into a thin line, and then probe into it. Since you have the sense, try to avoid the crisis."
"yes!"
Calvary obeyed the order, turned into a thin thread and floated into the sea of mist, and then covered it with void and moved it, but it really did not cause any reaction.
I don't know how long I have been floating, but I still feel full of strength. Fang Cunji doesn't show any signs of fatigue, and I can't help but feel scared secretly.
With such a long distance, the spiritual power consumed must have increased exponentially, but the master still didn't call him back?
How deep is the master's cultivation?
After probing forward for half a day, the anxious Guan Hui finally received Xiang Shu's order. However, the content of the order was completely opposite to what he thought.
"Just stay in the Sea of Fog and continue to explore. If you find anything, report it to me immediately through Fang Cun Ji."
Calamity: "..."
