Mu Sheng sneezed again and again in Xiaojing Lake, always feeling like someone was talking about him.
So he put away the ancient books on alchemy, made a long face, and went to find his junior brother Chu Yaohe.
Chu Yaohe handed over a cup of tea and asked tentatively: "Senior brother, do you know?"
Mu Sheng frowned: "What do you know? Looking at your expression, you must be hiding something from me."
In the past few days after returning from the misty jungle, he had been reading in Xiaojing Lake instead of going to Grandmaster Peak to practice alchemy in seclusion.
Chu Yaohe thought about it in his mind and decided which of the two evils was the lesser, so he reached out and touched the storage ring and took out a scroll.
The scroll was unfolded, revealing a picture of a master covering his face.
This painting is exquisitely crafted, and what's more rare is that it is full of charm, vividly showing Mu Sheng's embarrassment and shame.
"Who painted it?!"
Mu Sheng's roar spread throughout the elixir peak.
It's really embarrassing to wear the most gorgeous clothes.
What bastard is so bold as to paint and sell such a shameful thing?
Chu Yaohe quickly stood up and said: "Senior brother, calm down and send someone to investigate immediately. I believe there will be results soon."
And in the misty jungle, something that makes Mu Sheng's Qiqiao smoke even more is happening vividly.
The light curtain of the defensive array was removed, leaving only an oval water cocoon condensed by the Supreme Being.
The water cocoon was just the right thickness, and one could only vaguely see a pair of figures inside, hugging each other intimately, with extremely ambiguous breathing.
"This is."
The corner of Zhenjun Duoze's mouth twitched, and he secretly wondered whether the two people had just reached some ulterior deal within the light curtain of the isolation formation.
The Supreme Good is so powerful that even the master and disciples dare to get involved in it.
Lord Duoze recited the "Pure Heart Jue" and prayed for good luck.
The two ancestors, Qi Min and Qi Gao, looked at each other. In fact, there was no master standing in the way. Shangshan and An Qingli were still a good match.
In particular, this girl An Qingli has an astonishing talent in alchemy. If it were not restricted by her cultivation and the relatively weak spiritual power in her body, she could definitely reach a higher realm of alchemy.
In order to reach a higher realm of alchemy, Mu Sheng swallowed a lot of pills and accumulated his cultivation all the way to Nascent Soul.
However, An Qingli focuses on both Dharma cultivation and rarely takes pills to improve cultivation, and he does not have a single spiritual root, so it is still necessary to find a good dual cultivation partner.
"What did you say?" Patriarch Qi Gao asked Qi Min.
Qi Min smiled and said, "I'd love to see it come to fruition."
There was no sound transmission, and obviously he didn't shy away from being known by the people in the forest.
Although there were many people slanting above the forest, except for the monks with extremely high cultivation levels, they could hardly hear or see the movement here.
"No, no."
The mist spirit went crazy and gnawed the trunk of the pear tree bare. It coveted the best, firstly, its beauty, and secondly, its vitality.
In fact, what it cares about most is the superior Yuanyang. With the help of the superior Yuanyang, maybe it can form a human form in one fell swoop and no longer need to possess others.
The blushing and heart-pounding gasps continued.
A pair of mandarin ducks hugged each other neck to neck, and when they couldn't help themselves, they had already begun to take off each other's robes.
"Is that okay?" the man asked the woman with restraint.
The forest was very quiet, and it seemed that the only voice left was the man's voice.
"Yes." The woman responded shyly, opened her arms, and hugged the person tightly.
"Then please accept it and refine it slowly. It will take a long time, so there is no need to make others easier." The man kissed the woman beneath him.
"No, it's mine! Give me some!"
Wu Ling finally couldn't bear it any longer, so he came out of Wu Xingyun's body and ran towards the water cocoon.
An almost invisible drop of water came from the top of a tree against the wind.
The speed was so fast that Zhenjun Duoze didn't notice it at all, but the three people in the Tribulation Realm had already discovered it and took action to stop him.
However, at such a close distance, as soon as they took action, the tiny water droplets had already merged into the water cocoon, entered the water cocoon, and possessed the naked woman without even thinking about it.
The three Tribulation Realm masters worked together to trap the mist spirit in the water cocoon.
"You lost."
The man in the woman's body opened his mouth with empty eyes, but his voice was a kind one.
"You lied to me!" Wu Ling was furious and punched the man on him until he was beyond recognition, but no blood was shed.
"A soldier never tires of deceit." A clear water emerged from the water cocoon. The clear water was in human form, like a thin mist, protecting the Anqing fence inside.
Xiao Jintan looked at the destroyed puppet, discussed the price with An Qingli, and asked Shang Shanyi to get it back later.
Lei Yihu, who was in the Mahayana realm, landed on the ground with his hands behind his back, and said happily: "Admit defeat, who can make you lose your temper? Hey, you only covet the goodness and beauty, you will most likely win this bet, but you still covet the beauty."
Shan Yuanyang, you are too greedy."
The mist spirit possessed the puppet and was very unwilling to do so.
Its strength has reached the level of transcending tribulation, but it has to recognize the little Yuanying as its master. The key is that it can only see it in the future, but cannot eat it. This must be such a torture.
But now, with the Mahayana realm nearby, there is no room for him to go back on his word.
The barrier that trapped the mist spirit was removed, and the water curtain flowed down from An Qingli's body, gradually converging into the supreme good deity.
An Qingli put away the destroyed male puppet.
Shang Shan took a step forward, gently raised his white sleeved robe, and a coat scattered on the ground was draped over the female puppet.
"Either recognize the Lord or die." Shang Shan spoke calmly.
The Thunder Winged Tiger in the Mahayana Realm is smiling cheerfully.
The little Pegasus felt the same way. This scene was so familiar. When it first recognized its master, it also chose one of the two.
Wu Ling raised his head and said sincerely: "Then after I recognize my master, you can't stop me from finding a man."
Shangshan Lianlash said: "There are many men and women in the Chu Palace in the world of cultivation. It's up to you to choose."
Wu Ling glared at An Qingli who used a puppet to deceive him. Isn't Tianyun Sect known as a famous and upright sect? Why did they resort to evil ways?
An Qingli looked calm. These puppets were all stocks she had confiscated. She did not refine new flesh puppets, but gave the semi-finished steel puppets to the peak master of Baoqi Peak and asked him to help develop them.
Moreover, everyone from top to bottom of the Weapon Refining Peak was extremely interested in it. They also said that An Qingli had picked up the treasure and that the Nascent Soul cultivator who was destroyed by the combined force was also a great talent in puppetry.
"You are the one who made the bet. It has nothing to do with me. I just contributed two puppets and acted in a scene with you. I have to thank several ancestors for their help." An Qingli retreated to Qi Min and Qigao.
The ancestor looked like he didn't dare to take credit.
"You, you are the one who ruined my good deeds!" Wu Ling also realized, did Shangshan know from the beginning that this girl had a puppet, so he specially asked her to come, so he deliberately delayed it, and finally staged the big drama?
Inspire it to show up.
It turns out that the two transcending tribulation realms were just pretenses, and the real thing was this humble little foundation building.