The bunker is flat and the home is gone.
Cheng Yan didn't bother digging anymore.
A sign was erected on the original site, which said: [Visit here], ah no, cross it out.
It says: [I am still here, please burn the transmission symbol if you need anything: ✘✘✘]
The original plan was to wait and see, but the old ghost Kui was a lost rabbit and had no home at all.
At first, she was worried whether Old Ghost Kui had died on some beach.
But when Jin Zhuo dropped a hot potato, she realized it.
Who is Jin Zhuo? He is a dignified third-grade demon master, a cold-faced and ruthless master of demon killing.
How could she be such an ordinary refugee if she could contact him so seriously?
Mr. Kui is indeed a ghost.
…
At this time, Cheng Yan, who was wearing single clothes, was sitting upright.
The body is light and airy, and strands of spiritual energy are swirling around the body and integrating into the body.
Linfu grass drooped above her head, its leaves fluttering and shining green. Swinging her hair wildly.
At first glance, I thought this was a scene where a witch went crazy.
She closed her eyes, unaware of the image at this moment.
Liyuetan, which has always been quiet over the years, is surging and surging.
Gurgling, like a hot spring.
If Cheng Yuan had a full understanding of this three-thirds of an acre of land before, now that it was filled with water vapor, she couldn't tell the direction at all.
In a daze, I heard the roar of a dragon, followed by several majestic and hazy voices, as if they were telling something.
Cheng Yan couldn't hear or understand clearly.
I just feel that the blood in my whole body is boiling, as hot as the water in the Moon Lake.
Cheng Yan held his breath and tried to listen.
The voice gradually became clearer, but it was nearing its end and only two words could be heard.
"...return."
What's coming back?
Could it be the classic line: The soul is back?
The boiling pool water was calm, and the surrounding sounds disappeared. Time seemed to have stopped, and something was passing through.
boom!
Cheng Yan was hit all over his arms!
She suddenly opened her eyes, her soul returned, and she saw clearly what was in her arms.
A chubby, plump, and ugly--a horned beast?
Yeah yeah!
Cheng Yan pushed away immediately.
The horned beast drew an arc in the air.
Chirp, land, do the splits.
It raised its head, its ignorant eyes filled with water.
Wow wow wow, so cute.
Cheng Yan's long-hidden girl's heart emerged.
His face was indifferent, and he said seriously:
"This is not the place you should come to, it's time for your master to find you!"
The horned beast seemed to understand. He stood up and went out. He turned back every step of the way. Seeing that Cheng Yuan was indifferent, he finally disappeared.
Phew, Cheng Yan breathed a sigh of relief.
The little guy is fine here, but it will be bad if he lures the big demon here. Cheng Yan had already labeled the stall owner as a big monster in his heart.
Cherish life and stay away from big monsters.
A wet object hung from the top of his head and was slapped coldly on his cheek.
Cheng Yan pinched it with two fingers, and it was sticky and dark.
And there was a foul smell.
"Ugh~ What the hell is this?" Cheng Yuan retched and threw it out with lightning speed.
The strip-shaped object shook in the air, and black juice splashed, revealing a section of green.
Lingfu grass!
Why did it change like this?
"Did you fall into a manure pit?"
Smell it again, vomit—oh my god! The stench came from her body.
Well, she succeeded in refining her Qi.
…
It was night, and the light of a large candle flickered in the room.
Cheng Yan pinched the storage bag and felt pain.
Just fetching water cost her fifteen spiritual stones.
In this desert, there is only an oasis in the center of the city. Water resources are scarce. One spiritual stone and ten bottles of water. One bottle of water can sustain the life of ordinary people for a day, and that's it.
Luck techniques also rely on the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. The water spiritual energy here is scarce, which greatly limits the concentration of spells. Only those with strong spiritual power on the golden elixir can perform the magic skill freely.
After all, magic is just a porter of nature, not a fabrication made out of thin air.
As for high-end products like water-bending charms, I’m sorry to say, in one word: poor!
Cheng Yuan bought one hundred and fifty bottles of water, which was just one bucket.
Only then could I wash it clean.
Of course, it wasn't her who was washing it, but the Lingfu grass.
Lingfu grass is like pickled sauerkraut, and its taste is wonderful.
What a pitiful person.
There is water in Liyuetan, but if you throw Lingfu grass into it, wash it, and rinse it, Cheng Yan will feel sorry for that pool.
Ahem, it was definitely not because the pool water was drinkable, she was afraid of leaving a psychological shadow.
Cheng Yan smelled himself and felt that the smell was always lingering around him.
However, it can be ignored.
The little girl is informal.
Now she is more concerned about her own cultivation.
Dang Dang Dang Dang! In the middle stage of Qi training, there are people who skip levels when they first get started.
If this was placed outside, it would probably cause looting by the demon masters.
Many talents and one apprentice!
Whose genius' cultivation level has increased so rapidly?
This is simply winning at the starting line.
Float, float, float.
These thoughts were rubbed to the ground by reason in no time.
Take Xu Qingtian next door as a reference. Not to mention a genius, he is also a good young talent. He went to practice for a while and met a big monster but took a detour.
Geniuses should keep a low profile.
If her talent is targeted by some crazy disciple-seeking maniac, she will end up disastrous.
The better ones are just to push back the growth, and when you encounter the perverted ones, you have to take away the soul.
Before she traveled through time, she had read fairy tale novels such as "One Crossing to Immortality" and "One Zhao to Immortality".
In the long history of Tianchu Continent, geniuses have sprung up like mushrooms after a spring rain. Those who die young when they first appear are called jealous talents, and those who survive until the end are true geniuses.
Whoosh!
A transmission note flew into the sandcastle.
"Junior sister Cheng, come on, it's time to serve dinner!"
Ouch!
Cheng Yuan suddenly straightened up, and the next moment he had disappeared into the sand castle.
After a relatively shaded corridor, there is a sand castle filled with various fragrances. There was already a long queue from the door to the lobby.
"This, this, this!"
Tang He waved to her from a corner.
Cheng Yan flashed out of the way, and the next second he was sitting upright, with the chopsticks in his hands ready.
There are several dishes on the table, including vegetables, meat and rice.
So touched!
To be able to see this here, she thought people in Xianqicheng only knew how to make steamed buns.
"You, you, you, did you cause penetration?" Tang He was startled by Cheng Yuan's speed.
Cheng Yan nodded.
"Is it ready to eat?"
Tang He happily congratulated her and introduced: "Most of these are low-spiritual foods, which are provided by the sect for free. If you want to eat something rich in spiritual energy, you have to pay for the spiritual stones yourself."
Cheng Yuan nodded wildly, let's eat this meal first, people must be content, and can't dream of becoming a fat man in one sitting.
Her consciousness was the result of severe beatings from society.
Tang He knew Cheng Yuan's situation and didn't laugh at her because she ate ravenously and pushed all the delicious dishes in front of her.
"You eat slowly and you can eat it every day from now on."
He talked about things outside the city again.
Three days have passed since the sandstorm. The refugees outside the city have basically been able to save those who can be treated, and those who can't are buried.
Everything is back to normal again.
People in the city are used to this, but at this time there are many more activities to help refugees.
He was planning to go out of town to help after dinner.
