Qiao Mu's dead beast turned out to be following him in the academy, and his length was weird, which may need to be verified.
"He has a strange identity. He is the leader of the academy in hunting birds of prey. He has low strength and a bright mind." Zhou Yanxing analyzed.
"It's not impossible." Shui Yunxiang agreed.
The whole thing was clear, Zhou Yanxing laughed, "You two are sincere, I also said so, Zhongli."
Zhongli explained and apologized at that time. Zhou Yanxing said that the reward is not lacking and it is an honor to cooperate with you.
It’s not an exaggeration to say that a single finger of gold, silver, or spiritual stone can make a wealthy landowner worth tens of thousands of dollars.
I mentioned what I said a few breaths ago again, and stood facing it and said:
"Since the journey, Fairy Zhongli has protected me countless times. She has rushed ahead and is as brave as a woman. I am actually glad that the person invited is you."
Zhou Yanxing is a master lover. Thanking him is like expressing love, and his true meaning is also three-pointed.
The journey westward seems endless with no end in sight.
The underground world is well-proportioned, with houses and small buildings clustered in clusters.
"The rock sugar brown cypress tree, according to the book, takes ten years to seed, ten years to gestate, and ten years to bloom." Zhongli Bixi was surprised and did not expect it.
The small leaves are bright yellow, and the ice crystals are translucent. The tree groups overlap in groups, forming circles on the left and right, like wooden blocks upward.
The root nodes are thick and dry, and the leaves are dense and dense. There are three on each side of the top, and it is 20 meters high.
The garden has an arc length of ten meters, and is paved with pine and white stones to gather spiritual energy. The triangular stones have smooth edges and provide a refreshing feeling.
"So, the tree must be at least thirty years old." Shui Yunxiang stood at a corner and looked at it, tracing the measurements with his fingers.
Zhonglibi climbed up the tree, kicked up his legs, climbed up to the top leaves three times, plunged in, and disappeared in an instant.
The wrapped leaf mass is very large inside, and the gaps between branches and leaves are like the human brain and essence, intertwined with roots.
Zhongli Bi washed and moved, and on the branch on the upper right, there was a bright moonlit fruit, similar to an apple, with a sugar-coated skin and a liquid secreted with a viscosity of eight.
It is made of high-quality glue and must not be touched by hands. The spiritual power is taken away and stored in a wooden box.
"Zhongli," the two men raised their eyes, the yellow leaves rustling and the windows closed.
On the second floor of the window house, the door is closed tightly, the leaves are covered with green moss, and there are light black stains and no people.
The old look is replaced by a new one, and the passing time is intoxicated with spring dreams.
The balcony is empty and dirty, Zhongli Bi is washing and flying, the blade of spiritual power is peeling off the moss clothes, a gust of wind makes the inside white, and the ground is empty and clean.
"Every leaf ball inside should be there. Use your spiritual power to remove it." Zhongli Bixi introduced.
The sky was full of excitement, and soon the two of them were moving quickly, and they were embracing each other.
"Here." Six of them, two for each person, Zhou Yanxing handed out the wooden box.
The wooden box is original, made directly from the root of the tree, cut into sections, hollowed out in the center, and placed with white sugar candies.
Zhongli Bixi took over and explained, "The frost crystals of white sugar can melt in your mouth, but the plant juice must be peeled first."
"Okay," Shui Yunxiang lay on her side on the tree trunk, unable to see her, but her voice was loud and her eyes were bright.
Some rare treasures and birds of prey gathered nearby, and the three of them came to experience them.
Destroy four large and small raptor nests, and the fifth talks about earth and gold toads.
The body is covered in moss, with spots of poisonous pus, and poison spurts out from all directions and corners. The venom is enough to sting a person who is a second-level Qi practitioner, and the ulcers are just a facial phenomenon.
It penetrates into the bone marrow, punctures the blood and tendons, and divides countless poisonous gases. It is nonsense to say that the spiritual power is completely purified for a while. Just the first step of separating the blood consumes half of the third level of spiritual power of Qi training.
Furthermore, flesh and blood, or muscles and veins, and other bones. A fantasy, a tiny ant.
Competing with the sun and the moon for glory, without self-awareness.
Don't dare to touch head-on. Zhou Yanxing is an expert at long-range attacks.
The water is full and then it is losing. The sword body is on the side, and the index finger and middle finger are grazing the sword from left to right, and the cold light is biting.
The clanging sword sounds, the sword point points, the spiritual power gathers, the five powerful swords are in the void, the long blades are facing forward, fighting like pinholes, making the hairs on the hair stand on end.
Qilin's righteousness is awe-inspiring, sacred and inviolable, its blood-red spiritual energy is lingering, its energy runs through the rainbow, and it is unstoppable.
Approaching the distance and talking about earth and gold toad.
"The toes of Qi are connected by knots."
Indestructible, the real body and six swords are shot, and the arrows resound through the sky.
Talking about earth, gold, toads, moss and blisters, corroded by venom, and wisps of smoke, the last half sword is the sixth, with a slight force.
The bleeding hole was burned, and the golden-green blood flowed down smoothly. The green grass and black ink under the prostrate body withered, and the whole land was blood-red.
The clouds brewed by blood are like mist in fairyland.
"The blood poison has reached a new level!" Shui Yunxiang's face changed and became solemn.
In consecutive rounds, there is nothing you can do with the Toad. It cannot escape or fly away. When the Toad is enraged, its head cap stretches and the tip of its webbed membrane can spray venom.
"It's impossible to stab the eyes." Zhou Yanxing said.
"Shui Yunxiang, you and I attack together?" In desperation, Zhou Yanxing planned to use more powerful moves, although he was weak after using them.
There is basically no resistance, and the lamb to be slaughtered is allowed to be bitten.
Shui Yunxiang's eyes reflected the raptors in the distance. They were beaten to the left and right, which was unbearable.
"Give me a moment to warm up." Agreed.
At the beginning of the partners' desperate struggle, Zhongli Bixi stood on the lower left eaves, "Don't worry about the last move."
It seems that everyone is going to fight hard and use full firepower.
Zhou Yanxing once again fired six swords in unison, one after the other, a rainbow gushing out, galloping like a galloping horse.
"The toes of Qi are connected by knots."
Talking about earth and gold, the toad took a few slow steps, stretched out its long red tongue, and pulled it out. The corners of the house collapsed and the earth cracked.
There are only a few little ones, ten red fire ants, crawling on the ground with six legs, and tentacles sparking fire. The two long curved round heads are placed on the grass, and the flints and stones are intertwined.
The two lines of fire extend, and the electric shock hits the target. It is not very powerful, and it is a first-level strength in Qi training.
Mortal flesh and blood are split horizontally, and the flesh is soft and rotten.
Fire ants are the favorite, and they are also good at close combat. They have three mandibles and sharp teeth, and can cut iron like mud. Their thick legs are so light that they can be broken in a few breaths.
Zhongli Bixi killed a red fire ant, and the scene reached its climax.
The robes are blowing in the wind, moving slowly and peacefully, the water clouds are flying in the sky, and the eyes are full of red light.
On the two palms, there are Guanyin Buddha lotus fingers pointing downwards, from the head down, and the other hand holds three fingers on the chest.
"Pisces play with pearls and merge into the flowing sea."
"獍."
Entering the urn, intertwined, two red water carries ten thousand jun, thunder and thunder.
With a strong spiritual pressure, the golden toad was waiting in full formation, piercing the light and dazzling the eyes as it flew forward, rolled up a red fire ant on the tip of its tongue, and threw it away.
The fire ants were suppressed, unable to move away from the blood-red light, and melted to the ground.
It seemed that the force was weak, but then another red fire ant tried its best to deal with it.
At this time, the water-red runes were still alive, and there were ten swords in the sky, empty shots hanging upside down, and gliding arcs of smoke, and there were signs to follow.
Talking about the aura of earth, gold and toad tongue coating, it weakened its power little by little against the water-cut red light talisman. At this moment, ten sword blades attacked.
He is accustomed to spraying venom, which can eliminate corruption. The sword has a lot of spiritual power, but it is still afraid of venom.
Shui Yunxiang fell in mid-air, looking at the battlefield with concern.
Zhongli Bi washed and beheaded the red fire ants, the stained blood spread on the grass, and two of their tentacles were broken off at the waist.
