Five hundred and thirtieth chapters flaws in the mood
The biting cold wind, mixed with ice, hit the protective shield with a slight crackling sound. The thick clouds were blown together, covering the two normal moons, but revealing the huge red moon.
In the mountain forest at night, the increasingly intense moonlight coats everything with a fierce blood color. All kinds of manic beasts roar one after another. A grand and crazy celebration is about to come.
Liu Qinghuan stood with his hands behind his hands, watching the two spiritual beasts that had followed him for many years gradually disappearing among the dark trees. He felt a bit like the worry and melancholy that his children felt when they grew up and had to leave home. They were both born soon after they were born.
Following him, this was the first time I took the initiative to leave him and go on an adventure.
After thinking for a moment, he disappeared into Cao Zhi beside him and quietly followed him.
The two guys were very fast, but fortunately they didn't choose to separate. Xiao Hei jumped in the forest, jumping from one tree to another, causing the snow on the trees to slide down, and he shouted "Run to freedom"
roared with excitement. Chu Yi flexibly shuttled above him, responding with two cheers from time to time.
Soon, they encountered other monsters. The other monsters had red eyes, and all their previous caution turned into crazy fighting spirit. They roared and rushed forward as if they were about to pour out their boiling blood.
Naturally, Xiao Hei and Chu Yi were not polite. They immediately started fighting as if they had a blood feud. Within a few seconds, blood was sprayed out, and Xiao Hei was hacked to death with a knife.
The Aoki Monkeys are not a group that is good at fighting. Their strength lies in physical defense, but Xiao Hei is not a monster that relies solely on brute force.
It has been with Liu Qinghuan for many years, and it has actually obtained a lot of good things through cheating and cheating. It has also been training with Liu Qinghuan in Qianzhong Departure for many years. Therefore, although the magic weapon cultivated by humans cannot play a big role, whether it is skills or
Otherwise, how could ordinary wild monsters be its opponents?
Chuyi, on the other hand, was skimming in the air, making sneak attacks from time to time, and running away at an unparalleled speed before the opponent could react.
Liu Qinghuan watched with satisfaction from a distance as the two spirit beasts cooperated tacitly. At this time, the mountain forest was full of irrational monsters. Fierce fighting filled every corner. Xiao Hei and Chu Yi could only cut through the bushes along the way.
Cut off the thorns and move forward passionately, bathed in blood.
In this case, Liu Qinghuan himself had to be more careful to cover up his whereabouts to avoid being discovered by those keen monsters. Fortunately, there were no too powerful monsters in the outer jungle, and even if he was discovered, he could be quickly dealt with.
Until it was getting brighter, one person and two animals left the Langdian Snow Peak and finally arrived at the Ancient Beast Forest.
The surrounding trees are getting taller and taller, and the tangle of trees and grass gradually disappears, replaced by giant trees as thick as several people can hug them.
Liu Qinghuan was secretly vigilant. This mountain forest seemed unexpectedly quiet, but it was enveloped in another tense and restless atmosphere.
He suddenly stopped, and amidst the sudden roar of beasts, he retreated from the big tree where he was. His body floated like a fallen leaf and landed on the branch of another tall ancient tree.
And where he was originally, a spear was deeply inserted into the trunk of the tree, and the tail of the spear was still buzzing and trembling very quickly!
Several monster beasts with thick, snow-white fur sprang out of the forest like lightning, swooping over one after another, and their fishy breath sprayed on his face.
Liu Qinghuan's eyes flashed, and he kicked his feet. The fallen snow on the branches was shoveled up, and snow foam was flying in the sky. However, several monsters flew backwards, howling in pain, and fell to the ground with a bang as if they had been hit hard.
Angry shouts came from the side, and a half-shirted young man followed closely. He whistled, and several monster beasts surrounded him with cries of grievance.
The young man checked carefully and confirmed that the monster was not injured. The tense expression on his face relaxed a little, and he raised his head and glared at Liu Qinghuan, with a series of unintelligible guttural sounds coming from his throat.
Liu Qinghuan couldn't hide her surprise and looked down at him. He was still a young child, probably less than twenty years old. He was wearing an animal skin around his waist, and his upper body was naked in the cold wind, with some black stripes scattered across it. His figure was lean.
But full of power.
The strangest thing is that his eyes are golden yellow, and there seems to be a golden vertical eye pupil painted with brown grass juice in the middle of his forehead. Looking again, the pupil is real, and the brown and black surrounding it is just a painting.
Just forehead lines.
At this time, this eye pupil was glowing slightly, staring straight at him sharply.
It must have been this eye that discovered him.
He looked at the monster beasts again and found that each of them was conscious. Although their eyes were bloody, they were not crazy.
He coughed lightly: "I don't understand what you are saying."
The young boy grunted a few more times before switching to the somewhat stiff Yin Yue Blood Realm language: "Who are you? Foreigners are not allowed to enter the Ancient Beast Mountain Forest, so leave quickly!"
Liu Qinghuan looked deep into the mountain forest. Due to this delay, Xiao Hei and Chu Yi had completely disappeared. After thinking about it, he stopped chasing him and took a step forward. His figure floated to the ground, and he keenly
I found that in addition to the defensive and nervous look on the child's face, he also showed a strong curiosity, and his eyes were focused on the flying hem of his clothes.
"Ouch!" The monster beasts around him all arched their backs and roared threateningly.
Liu Qinghuan secretly found it interesting and said with a smile: "My name is Zhang Qingfeng and I am a monk. Who are you?"
"My name is..." the inexperienced boy said reflexively, then immediately reacted and roared angrily: "What do you think my name is! If you didn't have the aura of a monster in your body, I would have called someone a long time ago.
Got it!"
He twitched his nose and couldn't help but said: "You raised that monkey and the weird-looking bird, right?"
Liu Qinghuan said: "Yes. You refuse foreign monks to enter the mountains and forests, but you don't prevent foreign monsters from entering?"
The boy stood up, raised his head proudly and said, "This is the ancient beast forest, and any monster can come here."
Then he put on a serious face and said, "You human monks are all bad. It's impossible to come. Please leave quickly!"
Liu Qinghuan asked curiously: "Aren't you also a human race?"
"I am an ancient beast tribe!" The boy roared, and his body shape suddenly changed. Dense animal hair quickly covered his skin, and his body swelled even stronger and taller. His fingers rang in succession, and he stretched out long hairs.
Lijia, a beautiful and cute little white tiger appeared where the boy was standing.
Liu Qinghuan was amazed. Wasn't the Ancient Beast Clan a human race? But as far as he knew, this was never mentioned.
He stared at the little white tiger. Perhaps this tribe is closer to monsters and has the ability to transform, so he is unwilling to classify the tribe into the human race?
The little white tiger looks smaller than the monster beasts around it. It has a round head and a round head and is very cute. There are some black lines on its body and a crack on its forehead. It is tightly closed at this time. It should be the upright one.
Eye pupils.
It roared triumphantly at Liu Qinghuan, which did not frighten him, but frightened several monsters surrounding it to the point where they trembled.
After a while, Bai Hu turned back into a boy and said showily: "Aren't you awesome?!"
Liu Qinghuan raised her thumb: "Awesome, your body is also very beautiful."
"What's the use of being pretty!" The boy snorted disdainfully, but his eyes were shining with joy as he said, "I am the only one in the clan who can become a white tiger! They all say that I will become the number one warrior in the clan in the future!"
Liu Qinghuan pretended not to believe it and said: "Really? Then tell me what your tribe can become. There must be someone more powerful than you, such as your parents and your tribe leader."
The boy blushed and shouted, "I'm talking about the future!"
Liu Qinghuan could only say: "Okay, okay."
His expression suddenly condensed, he turned his head and glanced to the right, saying, "Look, I really have to go. By the way, you haven't told me your name yet."
"Ah, are you leaving?" The boy looked at him in confusion. When he saw that he turned around, he hesitated and said, "My name is Bi Shen."
Liu Qinghuan smiled at him: "See you again in the future. If you meet my two spiritual beasts, can you help me take care of them?"
Bi Shen curled his lips: "No one can enter the depths of the mountain forest except monsters. But, okay, if I encounter it. Well, your bird looks... very strange."
Liu Qinghuan laughed out loud, made a seal with his hand, and his figure disappeared as if scattered in the wind, and fled out of the mountain.
The eyes on the boy's forehead glowed again, following his disappearing figure closely until he could no longer see it. After a while, a roar came from the forest. He came back to his senses, turned around and ran in the direction of the sound.
His movements are strong and nimble, and he is followed by several snow-white monsters.
On the other side, after Liu Qinghuan left the Ancient Beast Mountain Forest, he changed his direction and headed towards the Langdian Snow Peak.
Even when we are near here, we just happen to stop by the robbery road to explore.
The robbery road is located on the west side of the snow peak. After passing several mountains, there is only a vast white sky and earth in front of you. The tough and tall cedar trees are almost buried and spread across the entire mountain like pagodas.
Further up, you can only see the huge mountain peaks shrouded in snow and fog, blocking the view and dividing the sky in half.
Liu Qinghuan climbed to a very high place, and finally saw a gap that extended deep along the foothills, and was finally covered in a vast expanse of white.
Along the way, it would take more than half a month to travel through the snow-capped mountains to reach the Dark Moon Realm on the other side, and there were countless man-made traps along the way.
Outside the gap, there are many snow houses built along the mountain. Occasionally, one or two people will wander outside and quickly return to the house.
Far away, Liu Qinghuan hid in a cedar forest and stopped to look for a moment. Just as he was about to hide his body and touch it, he turned around and suddenly stopped, gasping in horror!
On the snow not far away from him, Ming Yangzi lay there silently with his eyes wide open and his face ashen.
At that moment, Liu Qinghuan's mind went blank and all the blood in his body ran cold!
Just when he froze in shock, there was a slight rustling sound behind him, and a cold feeling stabbed his back silently.
Liu Qinghuan suddenly turned around, stretched out his right hand, and grabbed the thing that was attacking him at the last moment. It was an extremely sharp black ice blade!
A short and thin weird monster appeared, looked at him strangely, retracted its thin black claws, turned around and wanted to run away, but was caught by Liu Qinghuan.
"Mandrillas!"
Liu Qinghuan was furious. He had never been so angry as at this moment, and his facial features were distorted and hideous!
The weird monster in his hand screamed and scratched, kicked, and bit him, but it couldn't break away from Liu Qinghuan's strong strength.
He turned around suddenly, and there was no one in the snow where Ming Yangzi had been lying down. A mist like snow foam was quietly hiding behind the tree.
"Snow Charm!" Liu Qinghuan gritted his teeth and spat out two words, then threw forward the Xuanbing blade he had snatched previously.
Knowing that Xue Meiqing had been discovered, she sped up and ran away. The black ice blade seemed to have passed through real fog, without causing any harm to it.
Liu Qinghuan grabbed it with his hand, and the snow charm seemed to be sucked, and it couldn't help but fall back.
Seeing that she was about to be taken into his hands, Xue Mei shook her head, and Ming Yangzi's dead face appeared again!
Liu Qinghuan's eyes were colder than the snowy peak, and a green flame appeared in his hand, falling right on it.
I saw the snow charm spinning crazily in the fire, constantly expanding and contracting. After finding that it could not escape the burning, it changed rapidly as if it was at the end of its rope.
Ji Yue, Yun Zheng, Mu Yinyin and others, and even Di Rou and Jiang Nien, appeared one after another, and everyone looked like they had died tragically.
The green lotus karma fire suddenly rose up, and soon shrank again, turning into a blue double-petaled lotus, which was reflected in Liu Qinghuan's complicated and painful eyes.
The monster he had been holding in his hands seemed to finally be afraid. His big mung bean eyes looked at Qinglian who was getting closer and closer with fear, and he struggled desperately in panic.
After a while, the forest returned to a dead silence.
Liu Qinghuan took a few steps back dejectedly and leaned against a cedar tree.
When did he worry so much...
Xuemei is just a kind of spirit that can see through people's hearts. He was shocked that he would lose control the moment he suddenly saw the illusion.
If what he was facing now was not the Xue Mei and the mountain sprite with little attack power, but the powerful Jindan or Nascent Soul cultivator, then that short moment would be enough for him to die without his body intact.
He raised his hand, and there was a thin mark on his hand that was recovering rapidly. It was caused by grabbing Bing Feng directly in anger.
Liu Qinghuan was confident that he would not be fascinated by any illusions when he was prepared, but when he was caught off guard and faced with the remains of his master, he saw the flaw in his heart.
He was a helpless beggar back then, and now, although he has become a powerful golden elixir monk, he has been yearning for warmth, and he has slowly gained this warmth.
Master, friend, apprentice, even beauty...
He has these, but at the same time he also has all kinds of cares, worries, responsibilities, and can't help himself.
For a person, these are the most common, but what about a monk?
Dispersing all the worldly connections, having no desires or pursuits? Unmoved by all kinds of delusions?
He had a hunch that if he couldn't get through this level, he might never be able to conceive a baby.
Liu Qinghuan rubbed his face and felt that his originally peaceful mood was suddenly disturbed. He smiled bitterly. It seemed that the blood moon also had a great influence on the monks.
No longer in the mood to investigate the robbery path, he turned around and turned into a wisp of breeze and ran towards the Valley of Good Burial. Today I communicated with another author friend and I had a lot of emotions. He also wrote a book about mortals before.
, the book was quite good, better than mine, but my grades kept failing, and I really couldn’t persevere, so I wrote another two-dimensional book, which was a top-notch book on the day it was released. We talked about the fairy tales that are now popular among mortals.
The work is in a really difficult situation. There are not many readers who read it, and even fewer people subscribe. I told him with a wry smile that I don’t know how long I can hold on. The book has been written now, with more than one million words, but the results have not been good.
It's not warm, I can't see where there is hope. Finally, I would like to thank the frozen fruit cat, the blue Wang family, the truth elephant emperor, the idle man 323, the mud sister, the prosperous little squirrel, the autumn water long day passer, seviti, the bitter sea, and the wind on a rainy night.
Thank you for your support. I am very tired, but I am still persisting, although I don’t know how long I can persist.