But after cutting off her head, Ning Yue still frowned, "Beast,..."
"My name is Silver Moon."
Ning Yue: "Hey, what a coincidence, my name is Ning Yue. Look, there is only one character difference between our names!"
The ice crystal beast turned back, "What did you want to say just now?"
"Do you feel that your hair is not worthy of your face?"
In the mirror, the hair on the ice crystal beast's head is snug, but the hair on its body hangs directly to the ground, which is indeed a bit inappropriate.
"You come."
Ning Yue took the scissors and cut again!
Once she's done cutting them off, she can use the ice beast's hair to make a defensive garment.
Fortunately, I have watched countless pet modeling videos in the modern world, and they actually came in handy today.
After half an hour, the whole beast took on a completely new look, and the ice crystal beast looked so beautiful that it was just wandering around in front of the mirror.
Ning Yue sighed, "Looking good is temporary. It won't take long for your hair to grow back. I will have returned to the sect by then. Who can help you cut it next time?"
The ice crystal beast stopped turning immediately. After thinking for a long time, it finally came up with an idea, "Then don't leave. You can cut it for me anytime and anywhere from now on."
"That won't work. I have a sect. If I never go back, Master will definitely be worried about me, and those senior brothers and nephews will definitely come looking for me.
My master is a powerful spirit-former, two of my senior brothers are both Nascent Souls, and two other senior brothers will soon break through to the Nascent Souls. If we really fight, you will definitely suffer."
Ice Crystal Beast: ...Sounds a bit scary!
While Ning Yue was worried, she took out a large handful of grilled spirit beast meat skewers from the space. While eating, she chatted with the Ice Crystal Beast about interesting things about the Wanjian Sect, "Our Wanjian Sect is very good. I have a nephew..."
Calmly, Ning Yue stuffed a handful of skewers into the ice crystal beast's mouth.
Balabala blew it, and the ice crystal beasts who blew it were all yearning for it.
The most important thing is that the smell of the skewers is so appetizing.
"It's a pity that you still have to guard this secret realm, otherwise I would have to take you back to my sect."
Ning Yue took out another roasted pork leg, cut off a small piece herself, and fed the rest to the ice crystal beast.
The ice crystal beast enjoyed the meal and narrowed his eyes, "Little guy, if you want to make a contract with me, just say so."
Ning Yue quickly waved her hands: "That's not what it means, but I have a second senior brother, the one from Yuanying. He is so handsome and has the best water spirit root. Do you think he is a good match for you?"
A quarter of an hour later, Ning Yue had a treasure-hunting rat on her left shoulder and a small four-eyed child on her right shoulder. She was sitting on the back of the ice crystal beast, galloping in this secret realm. Wherever there were good things in the secret realm, she found them.
After walking through it again, even if it was a high-level spiritual plant guarded by monsters, if the ice crystal beast stopped there, the beasts would immediately retreat.
In the center of the secret realm, Fu Baiyi was sitting on the ground. Surrounded by not only the disciples of Wanjian Sect, but also people from Beast Control Sect and Tianyan Sect, they were all trapped in this formation half an hour ago.
This formation was neither a killing formation nor a phantom formation, but an advanced trapping formation. At first, everyone thought they could find an eye and break out of the formation. However, as time went by, they found that the spiritual power in their bodies was disappearing.
In desperation, Fu Baiyi wanted to send a message to his junior sister asking her to come and save people, but the message could not be sent.
If it weren't for the people of Tianyan Sect who had a lot of spirit-boosting pills in their hands, they would have been unable to hold on long ago.
Fu Baiyi couldn't help but said: "It's not an option to wait any longer. The elixir is limited and will eventually be exhausted over time. It's better for us to break the formation violently, but if we just cut in one place, there will always be a time when the formation will be broken.
"
In the end, people from Tianyan Sect and Beast Control Sect agreed to this idea.
So, dozens of people threw various weapons at the shield, but unfortunately the effect was not as good as they expected, and some of the wives of several male cultivators were even knocked out of the shield.
Fu Baiyi's spiritual power was low and his face turned pale. He felt that cutting down like this was not an option. It was a pity that among so many monks, none of them understood the formation.
At this time, a disciple from the First Peak suddenly stood up. He took out a large iron pot and said to Fu Baiyi: "Uncle Fu, get out of the way. I'll give it a try."
Fu Baiyi: ...The natal sword keeps cutting, what are you doing with a pot?
However, he couldn't let his family lose face in front of the other two sects, so he didn't say anything and even gave up his position.
I saw the disciple pouring the remaining spiritual power into the iron pot, and then throwing it towards the shield. There was a bang, and the shield trembled when it was hit. Then everyone discovered that the shield was
There was a crack as big as a palm!
"Hey, what kind of pot is this? It's actually better than my seventh-grade magic weapon?"
The disciple of the Wanjian Sect who took out the pot was also shocked. He knew that the weapons made by his junior uncle were powerful, but he really didn't expect them to be so powerful!
Feeling distressed, he picked up his pot and inspected it. He found that the pot was intact. He immediately called to another disciple who had also snatched the weapon made by his junior uncle, "Yuan Zheng, take out your little sword quickly."
, whoever else has the pot should also bring it out, let’s make a quick decision.”
So six more people stood up from Wanjian Sect. Among these six people, two of them were holding pots. The pots of these two people were different sizes. One was a pan and the other was a stew pot.
Among the remaining four people, two held palm-sized swords, and two held two rolling pins!
The atmosphere was stiff for a moment, and the two people holding the rolling pin held on and said: "It doesn't matter what it looks like, as long as it's easy to use!"
After saying that he was inputting spiritual energy, he raised the rolling pin and attacked the shield. Two bangs were heard, and two more small cracks appeared on the shield.
Fu Baiyi also came to his senses, "It's really useful. Let's hit the same place together. Maybe it will be done with a few more hits."
The other two monks holding swords happened to have one sword with a fire attribute. Once the sword passed by, the shield became black. The other small sword was made of metal and hit the black area with a small sting. This was another
It was burned and made into gold, so the protective shield was not that strong after all. When the rolling pin was hit again, the protective shield finally broke a small hole as big as a palm, and the wind from the secret realm blew in through the small hole.
This shield is also very powerful. As long as the other formations are broken a little, the entire formation will be broken. This shield is many times stronger, but only a small part is broken, so we have to continue to smash it.
But at least they saw the light of day, so the people from Tianyan Sect gave all the spirit-boosting pills to several disciples from Wanjian Sect, and whispered about the weapons in their hands.
"I've never seen anyone refine a magic weapon like this, but it's really good at fighting!"
"When I get out, I'll ask around to see which master made it. I'm also going to ask the master to make me a pot that I can use. I also want a rolling pin."
The key is that these two things can not only play a role in combat, they can also be used for cooking. As for the style, can't it also confuse the enemy?