Leaving the scene where the dog food was spread, Xu Zimo took Lan Keer all the way to the deepest part of the water.
The warriors here have begun to become scarce, and the two of them only saw a few people along the way.
In the deepest part of the water, the long river turned into countless water dragons raging inside.
Every time the water dragons collided, it was like the earth was shattering, and the faint sound of dragon roars could be heard.
The majestic sea rolled up tens of thousands of waves, rolled several waves, and then exploded in the depths of the sea.
The space here is a folding space. Although it looks small, the depth of the sea is actually immeasurable.
Xu Zimo took out Ba Ying, then sat cross-legged, controlling Ba Ying to get closer to the center of these torrents.
Every impact of these water dragons makes Ba Ying teeter on the verge of collapse.
But at the same time, with every impact, the light on Ba Ying will become stronger, and the blade will become purer.
Floods of water come from the sky and rush into the sea, never to return.
Seeing Ba Ying begin to formally temper in the torrent, Xu Zimo also relaxed a lot.
Lan Keer sat aside and said in a bored tone: "Continue telling me stories. What happened after you passed out in Zixun Village?"
After Xu Zimo stabilized Ba Ying, he focused part of his mind and said slowly: "It was you who rescued me by the river.
When you first saw me, your heart beat very fast, probably because you were confused by my handsomeness.
Then you carried me back to your house, and I was in a coma.
As for whether you did anything to me while I was unconscious, I don't know. "
"You are so shameless, how can I like you?" Lan Ke'er said coldly.
"Do you want to listen to the story?" Xu Zimo asked calmly, "You tell it or should I tell it?"
"Yes," Lan Ke'er nodded obediently, "You tell me."
"The days in Zixun Village were the best time in my life," Xu Zimo said sincerely.
The two of them were sitting on the beach, with the sea surging beside them. The torrent rolled up the waves, accompanied by the soft moan of the water dragon, and the waves crashed against Ba Ying.
The young man next to him told his story in a low voice. The girl just looked at the young man, grinning lightly when she was happy and occasionally hitting Xu Zimo twice with her clenched fists.
Xu Zimo had so many things to say to Lan Keer, and the stories he told all happened when the two of them got along in Zixun Village.
Of course, some of them are false, mainly because he wants to set off his handsomeness, intelligence and wisdom.
This story lasted seven days and seven nights. As Ba Ying's torrent attribute was tempered, Xu Zimo stopped.
The storyteller talks about experiences, and the storyteller also listens to experiences.
The storyteller puts himself into the story, and the listener is also immersed in it.
Xu Zimo took Ba Ying back and slashed out with his sword. In addition to the thunderous power of the sky, there was actually a long river from Jiutian surging in it.
Seeing Xu Zimo walking in the air, his purple robe fluttering in the wind, his rather masculine face was full of determination at the moment.
He was not as serious as when he told the story. When he slashed open the water dragon, the thunder dragon wrapped around the water dragon and roared, exploding huge waves in the sea behind him.
Lan Ke'er just looked at Xu Zimo with deep eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.
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The tempering of the torrent has been completed, and Xu Zimo is ready to take Lan Keer all the way to the west, to the fire domain in the west.
There is a very small vacuum area between the fire domain and the water area. Directly in front of this vacuum area is also a very huge fire door.
Xu Zimo took Lan Ke'er into the fire domain, and when he saw it, there was a deep and boundless sea of fire.
The temperature of the sea of fire is still very low on the outside, but the further you go in, the higher the temperature will be.
In this realm of fire, there are many animals transformed by fire spirits running around in it.
There were firebirds flying in the sky, and fire lions hanging upside down and rolling around in the sea of fire.
These fire spirits have no offensive power and will not harm others.
Because they have no consciousness at all, even if you kill them, it is like extinguishing a fire, which is meaningless.
Not long after the two left, Xu Zimo's footsteps suddenly stopped.
On the fire wall on the side, spiritual energy suddenly began to surge, and a fire lotus condensed out of thin air.
This lotus is as big as a palm. Although it is made of intense fire, it exudes a rich fragrance.
Xu Zimo was about to pick, but found someone faster than him.
I saw a blue shadow flashing past, and the blazing lotus flower disappeared.
Xu Zimo frowned and looked around, only to see a Taoist priest wearing a blue robe appearing next to him.
The Taoist held a fly whisk, smiled at Xu Zimo, and said, "Supreme Heavenly Lord, donor, this Fiery Lotus is destined to be a poor Taoist."
Xu Zimo shook his head with a smile and said: "The Taoist priest has a good look. This lotus is obviously destined to me."
"Donor, what you said is wrong," the Taoist said with a smile, exuding the power of the Imperial Vein Realm, "Donor, who is this lotus destined to be with now?"
Xu Zimo smiled, took out the jade pendant that Xu Qingshan gave him, and said with a smile: "It's all up to the Taoist Master to decide."
Seeing that Xu Zimo was about to crush the jade pendant, the Taoist's expression froze, and he quickly smiled and said: "It is a treasure of heaven and earth, and the virtuous will live in it. I am ashamed of myself. I am worthy of receiving it, but I am still destined to be the benefactor."
"Taoist Priest is too polite," Xu Zimo smiled and took the lotus flower from the blue-robed Taoist's hand.
The blue-robed Taoist took a deep look at Xu Zimo and said with a smile: "Donor, let's meet again if we are destined."
Looking at the blue-robed Taoist's leaving figure, Xu Zimo frowned slightly. It was a bit unrealistic that a strong man in the Imperial Vein Realm would fight for a fourth-level mysterious medicine.
"Old fox and little fox," Lan Ke'er said, wrinkling her nose slightly.
"What do you know?" Xu Zimo opened the bud of the Fire Lotus and took out eight lotus seeds.
The shape of these eight lotus seeds is like stars, and each lotus seed has a different color.
There are eight colors in total, and Xu Zimo pulled out a very pure white silk thread from the flower stem.
He used spiritual energy to punch small holes in the lotus seeds, and then strung them all into silk threads.
A bracelet flashing in seven colors is completed.
Xu Zimo took Lan Ke'er's right hand and slowly brought the bracelet up.
"Does it look good?"
"Boring," Lan Ke'er raised the corners of her mouth slightly and hummed nonchalantly.
"My bracelet is much more valuable than that person's forget-me-not flower just now," Xu Zimo said.
"Isn't it just that the fourth-level mystical medicine is better than the second-level mystical medicine?" Lan Ke'er replied: "To me, there is no difference at all between the fourth-level and the second-level."
"No, it has nothing to do with rank," Xu Zimo shook his head and said, "Because this bracelet expresses my deep love for you."
