Walking into the giant mushroom forest that was partially unrecognizable, I couldn't help but laugh. Then I found a large piece of exploded mushrooms and lay half-lying with my back against a large mushroom stem. The cook shouted outside the barrier: "Are you still playing?
Now that Ge You is lying down, we have to hurry up and find a way out." I smiled and replied, "Brother, don't worry, I'll tell you what I plan to do while I'm lying down absorbing energy." Adjusted to a comfortable position.
, I closed my eyes and absorbed more energy while saying: "This mushroom forest is too big. My moon spirit power is almost exhausted. It is not enough to bear the heat of this system and forcibly freeze this terrible place."
Brother, do you understand what I mean?" The cook's voice came: "Are you planning to freeze this giant mushroom forest and let us pass through?" I lazily stretched out my arm in the direction of the sound.
, gave a thumbs up and replied: "Yes, after I came in, I felt that there was infinite energy inside, but it was very gentle. But they couldn't feel it at all outside, so this giant mushroom forest must be
There is a large barrier. This barrier can block the leakage of energy, so the mushrooms here can grow into giant mushrooms. But as you can imagine, this mushroom forest must be full of mire and swamps. Plus possible ground thorns,
There are also some weird creatures. Let’s go in and escape death.” I couldn’t help but be elated when I said this, sat up, and continued: “But if I can freeze all these, the swamp will become smooth, and the ground thorns will become nothing.
Bamboo shoots, spores and the like are directly fixed on certain surfaces and cannot be emitted. And those creatures, if they are cold-blooded animals, then they will become ice sculptures. If they are endothermic animals, it may be worse and become specimen ice sculptures.
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The cook smiled: "It sounds like a good idea, but the cost is a bit high. You are going to destroy all the systems in this giant mushroom forest." I stood up and looked back at the dark and quiet giant mushrooms.
Lin then said to the cook: "Brother, I can waste my youth here and accomplish nothing. But brother, you still shoulder the mission of reviving the Song Dynasty. This mushroom forest is our one-in-ten thousand hope of returning." The cook laughed again.
He smiled and sighed: "Yes, yes." At this time, Hua Rong hurriedly found a step for the cook and rushed to say: "Hurry up and make your hot dogs and cold dogs. I can't wait. Uh, wait a minute.
Wait a minute, the waiter and I will find a place to lie down first."
I lucked my Dantian, tested the Zhongji point with the power of the Moon Spirit, and said with a smile: "Brother Hua, it will be a little hot in a while. We can't waste this situation. Brother Hua will write a poem describing the heat."
Right." Hua Rong was stunned for a moment, then stammered: "It's okay, there was an article that was required to be recited when I was in high school. It's so rustic and rustic, and my back is burning under the scorching sky. I'm exhausted and don't know the heat, but it's a pity that the summer is long. The family field is lost.
After paying all the taxes, I picked this up to satisfy my hunger. What merit do I have now... Oh, it’s been a long time, and I have almost forgotten it. I only remember these few sentences." I laughed: "Brother Hua actually still remembers some things, and I don’t even remember them.
"Guan Mao Mao"." Then I said: "Brother, why don't you complete the song and play with it." The cook smiled slightly: "It's a test of my memory. Okay, I'll recite a song by Mr. Lu. Wan Wa
The scales are like those of a fire dragon, and the sun's chariot does not move and the beads of sweat melt. There is no reason for the feathers outside the air, and I sit in the steaming cauldron. There are dreams in the cold spring on the stone wall, and curling balls and fans are in vain. The remaining power is still frightening towards the evening.
After bathing, the setting sun is full of red." After the cook finished reciting the poem, Hua Rong said: "Wouldn't Zhi Duoxing come up with a poem?" I sensed the energy and smiled: "Okay, I need to heat it up soon, so I will use "Hot Dog"
Let's write a limerick." After saying that, I pretended to cough and said: "A dog is not a dog. Two petals and one mouthful. Wherever the sausage goes, you can have it with money." This limerick has no symmetrical rhyme scheme.
Both the cook and Hua Rong rolled their eyes at me. I laughed and said, "Brothers, don't laugh at me. If this poem was written by some big shot, it might win some literary award. Oh, you have enough energy, you two.
Brother, hide in the pit and enjoy the hot dog. The refrigerator is really the crystallization of human wisdom."
After that, I repeated the previous steps, quickly compressing the air, and when it turned into a big snowflake and ice crystal, I used that energy to drive away the heat released inside the barrier. I pressed again to let the snowflake and ice crystal vaporize and recover.
Compress again. After repeating it a few times, I felt a little cold. I stepped on the mushroom on the ground and it was already hard. I tested the Zhongji point again, thinking that the power of the moon spirit should be able to protect me from other forces.
So I made a fool of myself and raised my hands in front of the cook and Hua Rong. Then I felt that I couldn't copy it completely, so I held the black snake in my hand and used the moon spirit to activate the black snake. The black snake shone mainly purple on my head.
The light was very magnificent. After it lasted for two seconds, I thought that I could no longer pretend, so I mobilized the Xuanwu power that I had never dared to try, and said: "Brother, I have watched "Saint Seiya" in Japan.
"?" Then I didn't wait for their answer, just kept the same posture and shouted: "Aurora Execution!"