Hou Zi slowly moved toward the layer of green mist without any collision. With his limited knowledge of spiritual treasures, this was something that could not be solved by brute force.
The green mist is very obvious from a distance, but since it is called fog, of course there is a process from light to thick. He stretched out his hand and touched the feeling of the blue mist. In fact, he was not sure whether he was in the blue mist now.
In? Or in other words, what does it mean to truly enter Qingwu?
But since there is no rejection, then we should be able to get closer?
So get closer, feel it again... get closer, touch it again... until your whole body is surrounded by thick green mist.
In the eyes of several criminal cultivators not far away, this person was an out-and-out visitor from the upper world, because he just floated into the mist without any hesitation, just like a sneaky lover.
He walked into the green gauze tent, his attitude wavering, but his body was very honest.
I couldn't help but sigh, this man is really different from other people. Even the innate spirit treasures who are always known for their fairness in the world of cultivation still look down upon others.
...Hou Zi finally reacted. He must have come in?
There are no prompts, no tasks, and no restrictions. There is nothing but endless green mist and endless green gauze.
It seems like a world of its own, with no end and no inspiration!
No one knew he was coming, and probably no one cared that he left, but he would not leave before seeing his senior sister.
Somehow, relying on the intuition of a practitioner, he could probably tell which was the front and which was the back, and there was a kind of aura that attracted him.
Then, a small man covered in earthy green suddenly jumped out in front of him. He couldn't tell the difference between male and female. He looked more like a plant monster. He was yelling and waving a ridiculous medicine hoe in his hand, and he was hoeing fiercely at him.
Since we don’t know the details of this guy, the best way is to serve him with flying swordsmanship. A cloud of sword light shoots out with unparalleled speed, easily hitting its body in the futile swing of the little green man. However,
Nothing happened!
This little green man has a form but no substance, a soul but no spirit, and meridians but no veins. Even if the strong sword energy explodes in its body, no destructive entity can be found.
With a shiver in my heart, I realized that this thing might be a special product of the innate spiritual treasure. Relying on the unique environment, it has all kinds of incredible magic here?
Keep trying, flying sword skills, body sword skills, sword holding skills... but the results are the same, I can't find a way to hurt it!
Here, it seems to be an immortal existence!
However, his strength was surprisingly strong. When he swung the small medicine hoe, the afterimage of his power was so strong that Hou Tzu didn't even dare to lightly grab its edge.
An opponent that makes him despair is not that his combat skills are strong, but that his whole body is not affected by attacks!
Originally, if there were no accidents, such a battle would go on endlessly until one party could no longer hold on. He estimated that in this special environment, there was a high probability that he would not be able to resist it, because the little green men seemed to have unlimited power here.
Absorbing energy, Qingwu seems to be the best tonic for it.
Heaven and earth unite to bring down nectar.
He can keep procrastinating like this, but he can't solve the problem; the little green man's energy is endless, but he is stretched here. The key is that there is no idea here, and he can't get any supplement!
He was anxious and a little careless, but the little green man was alert. He seized the opportunity, stretched his neck, and opened his mouth to bite!
Since the Flying Sword Technique was useless, and since he couldn't get rid of the little green man who was so comfortable with his vertical escape, he could only temporarily use the sword-holding technique, which could at least stop the little unruly little medicine hoe.
Perhaps such an existence can be easily solved outside, because it must have a certain form to resist the power of heaven and earth, but inside the Innate Spiritual Treasure Medicine King Cauldron, these are not needed.
Well, it’s just saliva!
Hou Zi was about to react, but he felt as if his body did not belong to him. He knew that he had been tricked and fell into the paralysis of the little green man. Although the time was short, he was not sure what he would lose if his face was bitten.
He was anxious, and he opened his mouth to blow out the gas, but this paralysis seemed to freeze even his magic power. In desperation, he no longer cared about his image, and always had to spray something to delay the paralysis. Without Qi Gang
, then jade liquid.
He tried to communicate, but it was basically like a chicken talking to a duck. No one understood what the other was saying. Even the gestures and language could not dispel the slightest bit of malice of the little green man; from its eyes, Hou Zi could see the sincerity.
The disgust deep in my heart is not just for him, but more towards the human race.
Because of this judgment, he was even more eager to find a way, but he couldn't do it with swordsmanship, five elements of mysterious light, and even two ancient thunder talismans!
This was the first time he encountered an opponent who couldn't even deal with the 'Diao Miao' ancient thunder talisman. All the skills he had learned since practicing Taoism could not achieve any effect...
As far as combat skills are concerned, the little green man is not worth mentioning, but if it is not afraid of the long sword and just swings the hoe wholeheartedly, it also makes Hou Zi very embarrassed. He doesn't know how to finish this guy. This
It's his biggest trouble.
During the struggle, he also discovered a strange phenomenon. The real means of harming the little green man seemed not to be with the medicine hoe, but with his mouth!
There's no way around it.
The little green man was spit on the face and let out an earth-shattering roar. He saw that a big hole was carved out of his entire face, and it was spreading...
It wants to eat him!
He has no doubt that this small body can swallow him. There are too many guys with big eyes and big bellies in the world of cultivation. The swallowing skill is not common at the level of human golden elixir, but it is common for those monsters. It is very common.
Universal skills.
There is no way to escape, because in this special environment, the little green man moves no slower than him.
This is completely a subconscious reaction. The monk spits when fighting with others. What else does it have besides symbolic meaning?
But just this spitting changed the course of the battle.
Hou Zi has so much combat experience, he is decisive in killing and good at coming back from adversity. When he realized something, he no longer hesitated, but instead opened his mouth and took a breath!
As soon as the little green man was sucked into his stomach, it was as if he was drinking a bottle of oral liquid.
The green liquid entered his belly, and an extremely pure power spread out. Its quality and effectiveness were far superior to the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Machine, and it was almost the same as the Yuqing Spiritual Machine that he had come into contact with. But he couldn't accept the Yuqing Spiritual Machine.
Is this thing okay?
Fu Zhixin immediately sat down cross-legged and tried hard to digest the energy brought by the green liquid. This was not because he was greedy. He still wanted to improve his cultivation in such an environment. He was really worried about whether there were other weird things in the green liquid.
He was overthinking it. The green liquid transformed by the little green man was a pure form of energy. It was absorbed into the body and circulated over and over again. Eventually, part of it became a supplement to the golden elixir.
