Battle! Chaos in the Three Realms and Six Paths! 3
Ling Keyu raised the corner of her mouth as she listened to Ling Zhuer's whimsical chatter. This so-called sister was not stupid, but was born mentally retarded! She stopped talking or explained what she was thinking, and just followed silently.
Not far ahead, Ling Wudi moved forward.
Ling Wuwei walked silently, but secretly looking forward to it. He had already collapsed, but after seeing Wuhan and Zipo beside Ling Wuwei, his mood suddenly improved a lot. Those two people, Wuhan, he saw
He had an outstanding appearance in the past, but at this moment, it was not much better than the ulcer on his face, and he clearly heard Ling Wudi said that Wuhan's face must be cured.
Therefore, Ling Wuwei kept a low profile and remained silent all the way, and no longer lost his temper. Compared to the thoughts of his two sisters, Ling Wuwei's thoughts were simpler, that is, he had to restore his appearance, otherwise even if he was given peerless spiritual cultivation,
It was really difficult for him to hold on with his face so ulcerated.
The further north you go, the colder the weather becomes. Behind you, Ling Zhuer has put on more clothes, and Ling Wudi has also used some spiritual energy to keep out the cold.
After walking for who knows how long, from dawn until the stars appeared in the sky, Ling Wudi saw a bonfire in the distance and a bunch of people gathering, so he guessed that he might have arrived at the entrance to the demon world.
However, when he walked up to it, there was still nothing in front of him. It didn't look like there was any entrance. Ling Wudi felt unsure again.
As soon as Ling Wudi approached, Yurou came over first and blocked Ling Wudi's way.
"Miss Ling, this is the resting place for our colleagues in the world of cultivation. Can I trouble you to go over there?" Yurou pointed to the distant place swallowed by black.
Ling Wudi raised his eyebrows: "Huh? The world of cultivation is resting here, so we can't rest? This is the first time I've heard that the world of cultivation turns out to be the same as a bandit!"
"You! What are you talking about?!" Yurou didn't expect that Ling Wudi would still be so arrogant in the face of so many cultivators. Is she really not afraid of death?
"Yu Rou, forget it, let's just draw the boundary!" said an older white-haired Taoist.
Yurou listened unexpectedly and turned back to the bonfire.
Ling Wudi settled down less than ten meters away from Yurou and the others, for no other reason than that she didn't want to be too far away and lose sight of the trends in the world of cultivation.
Just after sitting down, Ling Zhuer ran to Yurou and said, "Master! I'm following you! Is this Master?"
Yurou's face froze, and she saw the white-haired old man who had just spoken glanced at Ling Zhuer, then turned to look at Yurou: "Rou'er, this is the disciple you accepted?!"
"Yes, yes, I am Master Yurou's most beloved disciple!" Ling Zhuer fawned over this white-haired old man, wondering if this was her master, could he give her some magic elixir to increase her spiritual power?
A little.
"Here, Hong, please listen to my explanation..." Yurou was a little depressed. She didn't expect that this Ling Zhuer was a piece of shit.
"Explanation? Yurou, you have also reached Nascent Soul, right? I am wondering now whether I need to find another Taoist fellow practitioner! Your mind makes me feel like one of those uncivilized vulgar mortals!" What the old Taoist said is clearly correct.
As Ling Zhuer said.
Unfortunately, Ling Zhuer was completely thinking about what treasure her master would give her, and she didn't even think about whether this master was her master or whether she wanted to recognize her.
"Ah, Hong, I know I was wrong. I was just bored along the way. I will sever the master-disciple relationship with her now!" Yurou begged anxiously. Ling Keyu listened to Ling Zhuer's whimsical chatter on the side.
, the corner of her mouth raised, this so-called sister is not stupid, but born with a mental retard! She stopped talking and explained what she was thinking, and just silently followed Ling Wudi not far ahead.
Ling Wuwei walked silently, but secretly looking forward to it. He had already collapsed, but after seeing Wuhan and Zipo beside Ling Wuwei, his mood suddenly improved a lot. Those two people, Wuhan, he saw
He had an outstanding appearance in the past, but at this moment, it was not much better than the ulcer on his face, and he clearly heard Ling Wudi said that Wuhan's face must be cured.
Therefore, Ling Wuwei kept a low profile and remained silent all the way, and no longer lost his temper. Compared to the thoughts of his two sisters, Ling Wuwei's thoughts were simpler, that is, he had to restore his appearance, otherwise even if he was given peerless spiritual cultivation,
It was really difficult for him to hold on with his face so ulcerated.
The further north you go, the colder the weather becomes. Behind you, Ling Zhuer has put on more clothes, and Ling Wudi has also used some spiritual energy to keep out the cold.
After walking for who knows how long, from dawn until the stars appeared in the sky, Ling Wudi saw a bonfire in the distance and a bunch of people gathering, so he guessed that he might have arrived at the entrance to the demon world.
However, when he walked up to it, there was still nothing in front of him. It didn't look like there was any entrance. Ling Wudi felt unsure again.
As soon as Ling Wudi approached, Yurou came over first and blocked Ling Wudi's way.
"Miss Ling, this is the resting place for our colleagues in the world of cultivation. Can I trouble you to go over there?" Yurou pointed to the distant place swallowed by black.
Ling Wudi raised his eyebrows: "Huh? The world of cultivation is resting here, so we can't rest? This is the first time I've heard that the world of cultivation turns out to be the same as a bandit!"
"You! What are you talking about?!" Yurou didn't expect that Ling Wudi would still be so arrogant in the face of so many cultivators. Is she really not afraid of death?
"Yu Rou, forget it, let's just draw the boundary!" said an older white-haired Taoist.
Yurou listened unexpectedly and turned back to the bonfire.
Ling Wudi settled down less than ten meters away from Yurou and the others, for no other reason than that she didn't want to be too far away and lose sight of the trends in the world of cultivation.
Just after sitting down, Ling Zhuer ran to Yurou and said, "Master! I'm following you! Is this Master?"
Yurou's face froze, and she saw the white-haired old man who had just spoken glanced at Ling Zhuer, then turned to look at Yurou: "Rou'er, this is the disciple you accepted?!"
"Yes, yes, I am Master Yurou's most beloved disciple!" Ling Zhuer fawned over this white-haired old man, wondering if this was her master, could he give her some magic elixir to increase her spiritual power?
A little.
"Here, Hong, please listen to my explanation..." Yurou was a little depressed. She didn't expect that this Ling Zhuer was a piece of shit.
"Explanation? Yurou, you have also reached Nascent Soul, right? I am wondering now whether I need to find another Taoist fellow practitioner! Your mind makes me feel like one of those uncivilized vulgar mortals!" What the old Taoist said is clearly correct.
As Ling Zhuer said.
Unfortunately, Ling Zhuer was completely thinking about what treasure her master would give her, and she didn't even think about whether this master was her master or whether she wanted to recognize her.
"Ah, Hong, I know I was wrong. I was just bored along the way. I will sever the master-disciple relationship with her now!" Yurou begged anxiously.