It landed lightly on the Phalaenopsis flower. Its six legs were black, slender and slender. If it weren't for the blue light around the butterfly's body, it would be very difficult to see. The butterfly gently spit out its curled tongue and inserted it into the flower's stamens, which was quite charming.
Enjoy the process.
At this moment, Chen Yunsheng's fingers trembled, and a small cage made of black silk imprisoned the Broken Fantasy Butterfly.
Although I had never heard of the Broken Fantasy Butterfly before, based on the weird trajectory of the butterfly's flight just now, I knew that it would be extremely difficult to capture this butterfly normally. Zhuge Jingyu and Chen Yunsheng had already discussed how to capture the butterfly during the day.
The soil near the orchid has been loosened by Chen Yunsheng in advance, and the soil is densely covered with green wood silk threads.
Lingdie was furious when he saw someone trying to take advantage of him. He flapped his wings vigorously, and a light blue breath spread in the surrounding air. Chen Yunsheng suddenly felt dizzy, and the full moon in the sky turned into four.
.
"It's broken! I was caught in an illusion. I didn't expect that the Phantom Butterfly could also cast illusions." Chen Yunsheng thought about his countermeasures.
Liu Xiaoshan also encountered a similar situation at the beginning. As soon as she thought about it, a colorful bead appeared in front of her. It was the flowing light centering bead that Bai Huahua gave her when she said goodbye. As soon as the bead was taken out, it suddenly shimmered with light.
All around, even the dense forest five or six feet away was penetrated by the light.
Chen Yunsheng suddenly felt a clear white light pouring in from his heavenly spirit, and the drowsy feeling in his mind was wiped away. He didn't care about anything else and carefully watched the broken phantom butterfly on the Phalaenopsis flower for any abnormalities.
I saw that the spirit butterfly, which was fearless and furious just now, was now wilted. The two blue butterfly wings were backward and behind the back, and the black antennae were drooped down, looking listless.
Just now, Spirit Butterfly tried to attack the green silk cage, but as soon as its tentacles touched the green silk, half of the spiritual energy on its body was sucked away by the green silk. It was so frightened that it never dared to touch the green silk thread on its head again.
Zhuge Jingyu walked to the butterfly orchid flower, observed the butterfly carefully, and wrote a few strokes from time to time with the gold pen in his hand. It took as much effort as burning an incense stick, so he put away the gold pen and said with a satisfied look on his face: "
Okay, Uncle Master let it go and we should be on our way."
Chen Yunsheng looked at Zhuge Jingyu in disbelief. Several people wasted a long time. Is it possible to set up an ambush here just to get a close look?
Zhuge Jingyu noticed the doubtful looks in Chen Yunsheng and Liu Xiaoshan's eyes, and couldn't help but laugh naively: "Uncle, don't force me. You also know that Jingyu is only interested in the process. As for the spirit butterfly, I am too lazy to take it away."
If you don’t mind the trouble, just take it with you, it’s a rare species after all.”
Chen Yunsheng sighed helplessly, walked to the butterfly orchid, stretched out his left hand, pinched his middle finger, squeezed out a drop of blood and dropped it on the blue butterfly. In an instant, there was a trace of blood red on the huge butterfly wings of the broken butterfly. Chen Yunsheng
After reading all the books in Tianxing Pavilion, I also know a little bit about raising spiritual beasts. Although I have never actually practiced it, I am no stranger to recognizing the owner.
After the ceremony of recognizing the master, he put away the green wood silk, and the Broken Fantasy Butterfly stood lightly on Chen Yunsheng's shoulder, like a ghost. Zhuge Jingyu took out a khaki bag from his body, handed it to Chen Yunsheng, and said: "Uncle Master
You might as well put the Broken Phantom Butterfly into this bag. This spirit beast bag is of no use to me, so I will give it to my uncle."
The spirit beast bag is also a kind of space magic weapon, which is used to keep spirit beasts and spiritual pets in it, making it easier for monks to carry it with them. Compared with ordinary storage rings, the spirit beast bag has more ventilation holes, which can
To prevent the spirit beasts from suffocating, some high-end spirit beast bags also have the animal stalls and pens needed to raise the spirit beasts.
Chen Yunsheng's spiritual thoughts moved slightly, and the spirit butterfly on his shoulder flew into the spirit beast bag, leaving a blue halo in the air that could not be dissipated for a long time. Liu Xiaoshan had already removed the entire butterfly orchid and put it into a
He picked up the rosewood box, thought for a moment and said, "Yunsheng, please help Xiaoshan apply some wood spiritual energy to prevent this flower from withering."
Chen Yunsheng followed his instructions and fired a stream of pure wood spiritual energy. Liu Xiaoshan quickly closed the wooden box, added another stream of water spiritual energy around the wooden box, and then placed the wooden box into the storage ring.
After all this work, the moon was already at its zenith. Chen Yunsheng felt a little tired and suggested that everyone meditate and rest where they were before setting off again tomorrow morning.
Just when several people were about to enter concentration, Zhuge Jingyu suddenly widened his eyes and whispered: "There are three spiritual energy flying towards here, very fast." Among them, he has the highest cultivation level, so he is naturally the first.
Feeling strange.
Chen Yunsheng and Liu Xiaoshan followed Zhuge Jingyu and hid in a ravine fifty feet away, carefully observing the changes in the sky.
About the time it took to drink tea, three streaks of light fell from the treetops, and three female cultivators appeared where they were standing before. The three of them stood in the shape of a cross, and the woman with her back to Chen Yunsheng spoke first: "Two senior sisters, Ping
Xingfan has never offended you in our school. The relationship between sisters is like brothers. This time, the school is unfair. You two are not aware of it, so why should you push me too much?"
A female cultivator on the left said: "Junior Sister Lan, we are not forcing you. Master ordered us to stay by your side for fear that you would do something like this. Everyone in the sect knows how strong Junior Sister Lan is.
But we have to decide who to marry. This time, she is one of the six ministers of Sitian Pavilion, and her status is second only to the four elders. Although she is married as a concubine, the other party is in the late stage of Jindan. Maybe she can break it that day.
When the baby is born, there will be many people who want to take it into their arms, but it may not be Junior Sister's turn."
Chen Yunsheng's heart moved. This woman was Lan Xingfan. They met once during the Tianqiong Festival. Her illusion skills left a deep impression on Chen Yunsheng. Since Liu Xiaoshan and Zhuge Jingyu were both in retreat at the time, the two of them met this time.
There was no particular reaction to the conversation.
Although Lan Xingfan couldn't see her expression, she could hear some sullenness in her tone. She said coldly: "Since there are so many benefits, why don't you two senior sisters go?"
The female cultivator on the left didn't feel dissatisfied at all, and said with a wild smile: "You think the senior sisters don't want to, but they don't have the charm like you to want to be promiscuous, so they let you take the advantage. Are you still being good after getting an advantage?
?”
Lan Xingfan's tone became increasingly sinister as he said, "Who doesn't know the sinister conspiracy behind this marriage? If you try to make Xingfan a victim, I'm afraid it won't work."
Another female cultivator who had been silent at this time said solemnly: "Then don't blame the senior sisters for being ruthless."
A gust of golden wind came, and two long swords were fired at Lan Xingfan. However, she saw two bright blue double knives in her hands. The handles and blades were integrated and sharp. The two swords turned into a ball of sword light and were shot towards the opposite side.
Two female nuns.
Chen Yunsheng could feel that Lan Xingfan had no intention of being from the same family. It seemed that this woman was planning to be cruel. Zhuge Jingyu turned to look at Chen Yunsheng, meaning, should we help?
Chen Yunsheng shook his head, the situation is not clear yet, we will wait and see.
The three women's battle group has moved from the place just now to another place with lower terrain and more open space. Although the distance has become farther, it is more convenient for the three of them to observe the battle situation.
Lan Xingfan roused his energy, and danced his swords like flying, leaving no opportunity to take advantage of. The two female cultivators had the cultivation of the late stage of Foundation Establishment, and the swords in their hands were extremely fierce, but they did not use their full strength. They agreed in unison
He tried to avoid Lan Xingfan's vital points, which seemed like he was trying to avoid the enemy. On the other hand, although Lan Xingfan was only in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, his sword skills were ethereal and ruthless, showing no mercy. Chen Yunsheng felt cold in his heart when he saw this. This woman
The power of her sword is even better than that of his Fengming Sword Technique. However, it is not necessarily true whether blindly ruthless sword skills can lead to victory. He has observed Bai Huahua's sword skills, and this woman's sword skills are unusually simple.
, but more powerful.
At this time, one of Lan Xingfan's senior sisters scolded: "Don't fight with her, quickly use the 'Illusion Sword'."
The two women's swords hung a few feet away from their chests. The sword blades trembled slightly, and the light was slightly exposed. The two women's hands continued to perform spells, and Lan Xingfan's eyes flashed. The two swords turned into four, and then became
He picked up eight swords, and soon thirty-two long swords appeared. The two female cultivators had expressions as sinister as poisonous snakes on their faces. The elders usually favored the junior sister, which made the two extremely jealous.
They were unhappy for a long time, but they dared not speak out because of the power of the elders. Today, God gave them a good opportunity, and the two of them beheaded the junior sister here. Even if the master was unhappy, he would not really blame them, after all, he would not give in on the spot.
Showing no mercy, there is no way to judge whether intentional or unintentional.
Murderous intent suddenly appeared, and thirty-two long swords were fired at Blue Star.
A faint smile appeared on Lan Xingfan's lips. She was worried that she would not be able to win over the two senior sisters for a while, but she didn't expect them to come to her door. They used illusions on her, but the other party was a master of their own tricks. In an instant, their onion-like fingers
Sixty-four magic techniques were rapidly changed. A ray of blue light shot out from Lan Xingfan's eyes, and a blue rune gradually appeared on her forehead.
In the eyes of the two female cultivators, Lan Xingfan opposite them had disappeared, and they appeared in a field of ice and snow. Large swaths of snowflakes fell from the sky, and the biting cold wind seemed to cut off all the flesh. Suddenly a female cultivator shouted.
, a piece of white tender flesh on the thigh was cut off by the strong wind. Another female cultivator also shouted, leaving a two-inch long wound on her arm.
However, after ten breaths, the wound healed on its own and the flesh grew back, which gave the two of them a little peace of mind.
However, the reality was not as beautiful as they imagined. An invisible whirlwind struck, and a piece of flesh was taken away from each of the two women, and their clothes were covered with blood. This went on for more than five hundred years.
This time, two female cultivators could not survive but could not survive.
In Chen Yunsheng's eyes, the two female cultivators stood blankly on the spot, with two flying swords spinning in front of them without any luster.
"What a wonderful illusion!" As Zhuge Jingyu sighed, the heads of the two female cultivators were chopped off by Lan Xingfan. Dark red blood spurted out more than a foot high, and the wide-open eyes on their heads were full of energy.