There are so many unrelated things in the world that are so similar, as if they were cut from the same mold.
Hiss~
There may be a deep mystery in this.
Moxiu Zhijiu himself has eight brothers, but in fact, his mother was pregnant with only one at the time. His father was eager to experiment with new techniques and used magic to split one child into nine. In the end, both parents died.
The process of survival is the process of constantly cannibalizing the same kind. The maggot-like larvae are eaten by animals and passed to humans. It is also in humans that they take form.
I can’t tell what kind of creature it is. I think it might be a snake, or maybe it’s a dragon.
He felt that something was wrong with the relationship between Bai Lu and Bai Xiaomei, but he had no way to care about it. Instead, he stared at the scrawled cat licking its paws - the first step was the three-step process that Seventh Brother said before he died, and seeking refuge with Qiongqi.
"Master Qiongqi, you are behind bars."
Meow's ears stood straight up, and when he twitched, his eyes could see clearly.
"What dace fish? Is it delicious?"
"It's not food." The ninth demon cultivator still felt that Qiongqi was still stronger, and was determined to help Qiongqi escape from Zhu Dahua's clutches.
"Master Qiongqi, I have seen how powerful you are. You are so powerful, don't you have the slightest ability to escape from the sea of suffering?"
Scribbling Cat thought about it carefully, its face became solemn,
"Zhu Dahua is just a scumbag in front of the Sa family, but the Sa family doesn't bother to use his abilities."
Bask comfortably in the sun.
Zhu Dahua taught him the first skill of attacking and defending Yanling. Hey, the second skill of Kitty Mao could have any bad intentions. Sajia is a tough guy. Being cute will ruin his reputation for a lifetime.
As for the third skill, Zhu Dahua is prepared. Even if she is not, Zhu Dahua is actually a lonely person who has been alone for thousands of years. She has a grudge against the male.
The meow's face is stretched out, the stone lion on its head is tickling, and its four paws are spread out. In fact, it's okay to be a meow with food and shelter.
Mo Xiu Zhi Jiu looked at its snow-white belly with cold eyes and felt that it was almost useless.
"Lord Qiongqi, the ferocious beast came into the world to be king and dominate. How can it be spared three meals a day and the sun? Think about the delicious food, beauties and wine outside, and the night banquets in the palace and the ministers from all over the world."
Mo Xiu took Scrapy Cat to imagine the future, a future without Zhu Dahua.
The meow face appears yearning,
"However, the Sa family has a contract with her. She knows the position, words and deeds of the Sa family, and the Sa family cannot leave."
"I am an array mage and I know some contract formations. Let me see what kind of contract you can make."
With all his belongings packed into a storage bag, Mo Xiu No. 9 took out the lens - the wizard's treasure that No. 7 snatched from Zhu Shiquan - poured some red liquid and looked at the scrawled cat in front of his eyes.
Seeing what was going on, Scrawled Cat sat up with a very graceful posture.
The formation map was on the cat's forehead and on its front legs. Mo Xiu Zhijiu looked at it and stepped back. The cat's neck was stretched forward to ask for the result anxiously.
A large amount of sweat slid down from Mo Xiuzhijiu's forehead,
"My whole body is covered with formations. Master Qiongqi, you are suffering!"
I couldn't tell for a moment whether the formation formed the cat or the cat formed the formation. How was this different from the formation spirit? It was as incredible as the soul of a dead beast reappearing in the world. Only a super formation mage could do it.
Zhu Dahua definitely doesn't have this ability, and there must be someone powerful behind him.
The ninth demon cultivator beat the ground with his clenched hands, his joints turning green and white, describing his inability to fight. His body collapsed, but his heart became stronger.
Meowing up to his bowed head, he raised his meow paw and pressed it on the head of Mo Xiu Zhijiu.
"Lord Qiongqi."
"Don't feel sad about your own incompetence. After all, even the Sa family can't solve it."
The moved expression of Demon Cultivator No. 9 instantly cracked, and he said,
"After all, an array is an array. If you can see it, there will be a solution. However, I am not at a good level right now to make the Beast King Array of Reversing the Universe. Using this object, I can allow Master Qiongqi to retain a trace of his dignity."
An anklet was poured out of the storage bag. Three polished animal teeth were strung on the red rope. Mo Xiuzhijiu handed the chain to Scrambled Cat.
The cat was indifferent to the ornaments, but was very interested in the formation.
"What is the Beast King Formation? What can it do?"
"The contract between you and Zhu Dahua is not equal. She can control you to do anything, but you are absolutely controlled by her. The formation can reverse the master-servant relationship and use Zhu Dahua's ability for you."
Moxiu No. 9 wanted to put the chain around the cat's neck, but the cat walked around.
The scrawled cat was restless, squatting down and then getting up again, as if the ground was scalding its feet. Nine times eager to catch the cat, it pounced left and right.
After a long time, the scrawled cat jumped onto the stone fence and looked at the sun with tears in his eyes.
"Saji actually has a chance to get rid of this hot woman." Meow patted her and said, "Fuck it!"
With a snap, the chain was locked around Meow's neck.
Zhu Dahua's head was buzzing, and it lasted for three seconds before calming down.
"Refining three furnaces at the same time is indeed too reluctant."
Not feeling anything wrong at all, Miao's voice yearning for freedom sounded again, "Ah ah ah ah, Zhu Dahua, let Sajia go down the mountain!!!"
"Say no more!" He threw an object casually and the cat fell to the ground.
The scrawled cat stared at the big bag and said in surprise,
"It works! Sajia doesn't have the brains to yell at her."
Maybe it would be easier to throw things away. The Ninth Demonic Cultivator will not dismantle himself.
Picking up the alchemy furnace, I had so many compliments on the scrawled cat that I couldn't even say anything out.
This alchemy furnace is, at least, an eighth-grade magic weapon, but it is still the same.
Moreover, the alchemy furnace shattered into pieces, and the spiritual energy dispersed.
With such an attack power, a monk in the qi training stage would be seriously injured even if he was not dead. The Ninth Demonic Cultivator's back felt cold, but when he saw that the scrawled cat fart was not dancing, he swallowed and asked,
"Lord Qiongqi, are you really only at the seventh level of Foundation Establishment?" If we can't defeat Zhu Dahua, we can put aside the matter of escaping from prison for the time being, lest we get caught and lose our dignity.
In a master-servant contract, the strength of the spirit beast is only two-thirds of the main body at most.
Could it be that Zhu Dahua is the real person Yuan Qiong and Jin Dan himself? I’m sorry!
In a huge sense of sadness, Demonic Cultivator No. 9 filled another glass and said, "Master Qiongqi, my little gadget is just like that. If you don't give it back to me, let's just treat it as drinking today, okay?"
Scratchy Mao opened his eyes when he felt his cultivation level, and smiled evilly, "Now Kuai has broken through to the ninth level of foundation building, which is the formation of elixir, and Sajia's cultivation level is golden elixir."
Then Zhu Dahua can't even take half a step to Yuanying? !
Hey, those from Luotian Palace are indeed worthy of their reputation.
After finishing a bottle of Jiutan of Demonic Cultivation, two lines of hot tears flowed from his eyes. What did he do, kidnap the spiritual beast of the strongest person in the world!
"Brother Qi, I was really wrong. I should investigate clearly before taking any action."
"That's from the Sa family."
When looking at the trump card in Demonic Cultivation No. 9, the scrawled cat protects food.
If you can't even find an inheritor of the practice, your career will be over.
"This Chuansha family looks good wearing it. I'll show it to my wife, hehehehe."
The cat came to the room.
The real person can trace the origin of the formation from the chain. Mo Xiuzhijiu's whole body turned dark. It would be better to follow Bai Xiaomei.
"The Sa family has decided that you are no longer the little brother of the Sa family."
a bolt from the blue.
The Ninth Demonic Cultivator turned into a puddle of crying mud, waiting to die.
The pressure of waiting to die caused the Demonic Cultivator No. 9 to break through the formation bottleneck. There seemed to be a divine light in his mind, and he could draw the formation diagram smoothly.
The scrawled cat sighed,
"How long have you been alive? You are the only one who is nice to the Sa family. You bring dried meat and wine, and give skewers. You also guarantee that the Sa family will be better than Zhu Dahua. You are such a friend, so you will be the Sa family's friend from now on."
The footsteps were approaching, and she was not happy with Bai Xiaomei. She came out to get some air, and was horrified to see a ball of paste moving on the ground.
Almost screamed.
Meow's friendship had just begun and he was thrown away. He flew from the roof to the holy aunt, with the bell on his waist.
In the eyes of Saint Aunt, she was just that messy-colored cat jumping houses. At such a young age, she didn't know what she couldn't think of.
The ribbon is rolled up and pinched between the fingers. It's not light.
"Give Sajia the bell!"
To Saint Aunt, it sounds like a meow.
After the ninth demon cultivator completed the formation, his whole body grew out of the mud, and he raised his hands to the sky and laughed wildly.
"So that's it. Once I enlighten, I will never die. Even if I am a powerful Nascent Soul, I will still fight!"
"Wow."
The scrawled cat had a look of disdain on his face,
"The bell of the Sa family, dead woman, hand over the bell!?" The four claws danced wildly, but it was too short.
The Holy Aunt carried the scrawled cat in one hand and witnessed the entire social death scene of Demonic Cultivation No. 9 with her eyes.
However, this person seems to be a little special.
Covered in the smell of blood, he must be a demonic cultivator who sneaked into Juntai to hunt down the monks!
The free hand slowly fell to the bell. As long as it touched it, all the monks in Yun Tai would come out.
"Wait a moment."
Demonic Cultivator No. 9 spurted out a mouthful of blood, and became sluggish. He was about to die, but his penetrating eyes were full of determination to do something big.
When Saint Aunt saw that he was seriously injured but could not die easily, she took her hand away from the bell. Demonic Cultivator No. 9 saw the opportunity and blew out the bloody mist skull. When mortals encounter it, their skin and flesh rot and their bones appear!
Seeing such a killing move, the Holy Girl smiled brightly and used the scrawled cat as a shield to ward off evil spirits. After the spell was broken, Demonic Cultivator Nine's head was filled with poisonous powder.
The amount is enough to cause death.
The Ninth Demonic Cultivator was like a lamp ball, with dozens of colors changing on his skin. His trembling hand pointed at the smiling saint, and his eyes were unconscious.
"Monks are most afraid of blocked meridians, and I happen to understand this."
The holy aunt laughed loudly. This time her contribution was great enough. Even if she didn't have spiritual roots, she could still kill the monk.
The young general's eyes were shining and he clapped silently. He seemed to have some enlightenment. He threw away the technique and slipped out of the platform.
After looking around, Saint Aunt saw that no one was watching, so she wrapped Mo Xiuzhi Jiu in silk and dragged her away.
Seeing that the Holy Aunt was leaving with her people, but there was only an ordinary cat there, the young general's maid wet her handkerchief and covered her mouth and nose, collected the poison powder and followed her down the mountain.
The scrawled cat trotted after the holy aunt, "Meow."
"Get off."
The Holy Aunt bypassed the cat and dragged Demon Cultivator No. 9 into the basement. There were many people in the dark room, all of whom had recently disappeared.
He was full of vitality, but was locked within the range of the formation.
After dropping Mo Xiu No. 9, the Holy Aunt took out a commonly used knife and touched the needle with her left hand. Fortunately, she gave Mo Xiu No. 9 a tube of anesthetic water.
“I’ve always wanted to see what a monk’s structure is.
Today, I finally got a chance. "
The saint's eyes were full of desire for knowledge, and her hands were covered with blood. She opened the skin and flesh of Demon Cultivator No. 9's chest, layer by layer, like a work of art.
Until the heart, lungs, five internal organs, and Dantian are completely exposed to the air.
"Aura exists here, so what is it that can transform the human body to be so tough?"
The Holy Aunt frowned and jotted down a few key points. She saw the dropped lens and picked it up. There was a bloody eye in the lens.
"interesting."
I looked around in the dark dungeon with my lens, and all I could see were human souls that were still waiting to die.
The holy aunt laughed out loud,
"You are such useless people alive, what can you do to me if you die. The formation is here, you will never get out, hahaha.
What an interesting expression, be a little more angry, be a little more angry.
waste! You don't even want to take your life when you are angry. It's all your fault whether you live or die! "
After having fun, Saint Aunt put away her glasses and felt very happy.
Hold the scalpel and continue exploring.
Scribbling Mao was silent and said to himself: It's such a pity that he doesn't have spiritual roots. What a good talent as a magic cultivator. Zhu Dahua doesn't accept a younger sister, and the Sa family doesn't have such rules.
The cat jumped onto the execution platform and sat next to the nine heads of the demon cultivator.
"Meow."
The holy aunt was furious,
"Get out of here, you cat is so annoying. If it weren't for Zhu Dahua, I would have made a specimen for you. Go ahead."
The scrawled cat was a little angry and slapped Demonic Cultivator No. 9,
"Useless trash, the Sa family is being bullied."
Then the cat was swept to the ground with a stick, and the saint aunt drove the scrawled cat out of the formation to isolate it.
The ninth demon cultivator was photographed to wake up his god.
The anesthetic water neutralized the active ingredients in the poisonous powder, and the Qi started to circulate, and the skin and flesh of the shaved belly were connected layer by layer, like wrapping up a precious gift, layer by layer.
"Damn, I've been gouged countless times, but today I got hit and was gouged."
The Holy Aunt witnessed this and was stunned for a second, watching as the person recovered and stepped out of the battle.
The formation runes lit up, and Demon Cultivator No. 9 laughed and said,
"I'm just a master at what I do, I'm a professional in formations!"
"Look at your situation clearly."
The formation of blood is very mysterious, but it must be some kind of ancient formation.
The ninth demon cultivator smiled obscenely and said,
"If you really bothered me, you shouldn't have trapped so many souls in the formation. Although the formation is wonderful, you have no cultivation."
There are many ways to cultivate the souls of plants and trees, among which the cultivation of human souls is the most dangerous. If you succeed, you will get a triple bonus, if you fail, you will have a mental breakdown.
At this moment, the souls who were stimulated by the holy aunt to the point of becoming evil spirits voluntarily sacrificed their souls to the ninth demon cultivator.
Of course, the Ninth Demonic Cultivator would not refuse, his realm soared, and he turned to build his foundation.
The Qi is as solid as a water ball. Shenggu can see it clearly with all eyes, "Is this spiritual energy?"
The six souls floated from outside the formation. They were the six dead brothers of Moxiu Zhijiu, and the two souls were both destroyed. The six souls were transformed from the same life chart as Moxiu Zhijiu, and they gathered together at this moment.
The cultivation of the seven people managed to hold on to the realm that was almost falling. The foundation of the Dao was broken into five paths, and the middle-grade Dao platform was completed.
The holy aunt stepped back while watching, and ran out by touching the door of the dungeon. The sound of the yuntai bell rang loudly.
The monks all over the sky patrolled and took a look.
"What's going on? Just make a sound?"
"Look again. I don't think it was an accidental encounter."
In the dungeon, the Ninth Demon Cultivator was frightened to death. It was discovered that he really wanted to fight Nascent Soul cultivator Zhu Dahua. It was inevitable. Fortunately, he had a formation.
Although the formation is old, it can avoid detection by Yuanying monks, which is also quite good.
"Hey, if you don't want to die, just give me the formation diagram." The ninth demon cultivator threw the saint girl down. I just had to take it back urgently, but luckily I was able to do so in time.
"Where the formation diagram is at Zhu Dahua, I can only draw a small part."
The Holy Aunt accepted the reality of the unwinnable situation and seamlessly connected with the battle of wits.
Survive now, and then Zhu Dahua solves everything, perfect.
"You lied to me." Demon Cultivator No. 9 squatted down, stared at her, frowning, "If Zhu Dahua understands this formation, where else can she hide?
If you tell others, I will believe you. It's impossible for Zhu Dahua. She abuses Master Qiongqi, so she can't be one of her own. "
The scrawled cat nodded in agreement and ran to bite the bell.
Saint Aunt didn't expect that she would fall into trouble today, so Demon Cultivation No. 9 grabbed it with her bare hands and played with the scalpel, "You use this to disembowel me, and I will reward you in return."
Shave it up, and then use your skin and meat to eat it as a sacrifice to me in the temple of the five internal organs. "
Gurgling stomach.
"You also have to have this ability." The Holy Aunt smiled grimly.
Grabbing the cat that can ward off evil spirits, a cat called Mo Xiu Zhijiu in the face. Mo Xiu Jiu looked shocked: She actually treated Master Qiongqi like this, it is unforgivable!
Being hit by the cat, Moxiu No. 9 fell to the ground without any resistance.
The holy aunt turned over and stood up, pressing the ninth part of the magic cultivation, calling one after another, and calling with a cat, she was very happy.
However, as the fight continued, the momentum slowed down.
The scrawled cat jumped away angrily and bit off the bell from the saint's waist, dragging away a whole string of bells.
Meow comes out of the dungeon.
Encountering a red fox, the two beasts looked at each other for a while, and the fox asked,
"Which department are you from?"
"It's a monster, take it to my wife."
You can't tell if you don't speak, but as soon as you speak, the scrawled cat pounces on the red fox and flies into the sky.
The red fox was shocked and ran away.
The scrawled cat bumped into a tree, froze and fell to the ground. The tree broke in the middle.
After shaking the little stars off his head, the scrawled cat couldn't find the red fox and spat.
The red fox sweats profusely,
"The cat who is not organized to hold the red thread randomly has been found. It is extremely ferocious and unable to communicate. Its cultivation level is beyond the reach of ordinary red thread immortals. You can submit a report and send out a pursuit mission."
The scrawled cat was photographed, its image was drawn, and it was hung on the wanted list in the world. The reward was: twenty low-grade spiritual stones.
As soon as I sent it out, the task was picked up.
It’s not that the ancestor of Jiuyou cares about the spirit stone, but that no one can kill the scrawled cat, and if some people appear to cause trouble for Zhu Dahua, he doesn’t know when he will be reincarnated as a fox.
Now, why can't we find the fox cub?
He should be waiting obediently near his target. Ancestor Jiuyou held an umbrella and happily walked towards the opposite side of the little fox, farther and farther away.
The little fox's ability to find things is a natural gift.
At this moment, it smelled the smell and came to the Imperial Master's Mansion. It poked its head through the hole in the broken wall and stepped into the courtyard. The courtyard was full of mortals who were repairing the wall, and ran into the mansion invisibly.
"Where is Zhu Shiwu?" Zhu Shicheng came back from his busy schedule to see if his brothers were practicing hard.
But he found that one of them had escaped, and the remaining one was a scarecrow to fool him.
He hit Zhu Shiquan with a series of explosive blows on the spot, which made him lose his grace a bit.
"I'm going back to accompany my wife. Please pay attention to your manners."
Zhu Shiquan didn't even realize that he could fight back.
"Tell me honestly, is he dating a rich woman?" Zhu Shicheng's voice was soft and creepy.
He doesn't like to hear the truth, and he doesn't like to hear lies either. He is counting down to his death.
The little fox passed by the courtyard and found the carapace of a fourth-order armored frog. He was shocked and immediately used his claws to worship his ancestor.
It is separated from the Zhu brothers by a carapace.
The carapace is hollow, and if the little fox doesn't close his eyes, he can see the faces of the Zhu brothers across from him.
The two brothers exchanged a look, surrounded each other from both sides, and breathed fire at the same time. The little fox jumped up, backflips away, turned around and fled.
"It's too scary. I'd better say hello first."
The little fox ran towards the dog hole in panic. The big black dog in the yard barked wildly, which scared the fox and jumped towards the wall of the yard.
Still three meters to go.
Zhu Shiquan fell from the sky and kicked the little fox back to his house.
Zhu Shicheng, who was catching the ball, cut off the fox soul with his knife, picked up the unconscious fox, and said, "This leather is good."
"Indeed, but it won't be of any use if you keep it. Give it to me."
The two brothers stood together, Zhu Shicheng touched his chin,
"You've definitely grown up.
Now we two brothers are drinking with fox meat, and we will never stop getting drunk. "
"I think so too."
