She was so thoughtful that it even gave a generation of big shots a strange feeling.
She probably belongs to the type who will bring you food as soon as you say you are hungry; if you say you are sleepy, she will immediately make the bed for you.
It's a pity that her timely style is obviously not suitable for this matter.
"These things are too bad!" The first-generation boss shook his head.
Lin Ruoyu said in shock: "This is a wolf brush, something pulled from the wolf demon in the Immortal Immortal Realm. Chiyang Tian can't find anything better than this."
"You also said that it is something from the Immortal Realm. It is strange that it can do such a thing." The first-generation boss sighed. At this time, her brain just couldn't open up.
Lin Feng was thinking about Lin Ruoyu's words.
It seemed right to think about it, if it was just a simple drawing, there shouldn't be any problems, not to mention that she was not doing it alone. After all, there were other people supervising her, and the anxiety in her heart was relieved a little.
"How about a knife attack!" Lin Fengqiang said calmly.
The first-generation boss hummed: "You came just as you asked? Do you really think this is something that can be done casually? I still need some time to prepare. You guys are waiting for me here."
After saying that, she nodded towards the Pu Mo tree and motioned for her to leave with her.
Then he waved to the little boss, asking her to follow him, and the three of them quietly left here.
The three of them didn't go too far. They deliberately found a sparsely populated place on Xuanwu Peak. The big brother casually drew a circle and squatted down.
The Demon Pu tree followed closely behind, and the roots coiled into its legs also penetrated deep into the ground.
The little boss also followed her example and squatted on the ground.
"What do you think about this matter?" asked the first-generation boss.
Pu Moshu frowned and said: "It's very strange. I have never seen such an example. This calamity has been overcome, but the realm has not improved."
The little boss looked at the two bosses and then said: "The eight-mark realm requires four stabs. But he had a problem last time. Could it be because of this?"
"Not bad, you can think about it." The first-generation boss raised his eyebrows, but he didn't expect to be able to say such reasonable words from her mouth.
The little boss smiled shyly and scratched the back of his head.
The first-generation boss nodded and said: "It's very likely to be like this, so now we can only help him make up for it."
"Can it be done?" Pu Moshu hesitated.
Although she is a God-level figure and has instilled power in others, she has never used this method to give a master of the Seven-Hand Immortal Realm a finishing blow and let him cross over to the Eight-Hand Realm. It feels crazy just thinking about it.
The big boss nodded and said: "Theoretically it's possible, but I haven't played it before, so I don't know the specific situation. As for whether to do it or not, it depends on what you want."
"Then let's try it, he himself agreed." The little boss said nonchalantly.
After seeing the little boss agree, the first-generation boss showed a strange smile on his lips and stared at her, as if he was planning something bad.
This expression frightened the little boss, so she inadvertently protected her chest and moved her little feet toward the back.
This is just a small move, compared to the big moves of a generation of big shots, she is still inferior.
Seeing the opponent's little palm that was almost the same as hers coming, the little boss actually had an irresistible feeling, as if she was not facing a boss with only the strength of the Immortal Immortal Realm, but the entire world.
world.
I couldn't resist at all, so a big boss grabbed me by the ponytail on the back of my head.
A soft and imperceptible voice came, and the little boss's face turned pale with fright.
The big boss looked at her with interest, patted her little face and said, "I just like to see you like this. Just pulling a few hairs of yours can make you so scared!"
The little boss felt very aggrieved. Her hair was not ordinary. If you just throw one hair away, ordinary little stars would be ruined.
But when placed in front of a big boss, it is nothing more than a small toy.
"Master, do our horoscopes conflict with each other? I always feel that you like to bully me!" She pouted and said with some dissatisfaction.
The first-generation boss snorted coldly: "It's not just us who are at odds with each other, the others are no better than you. You, a guy who is reviled by thousands of people, do you really think you are a good person?"
The little boss turned pale. Of course she knew that she was not a good person in the past and had caused great harm to the five continents, but she could not help it.
Now she just wants to be a good person, but the master is always afraid that she will forget it, and often brings up this matter to bury her, which is uncomfortable.
After finishing the little boss's hair, the first-generation boss started to make plans for the Pu Mo tree.
"Break off one of your tenderest branches for me."
Pu Moshu frowned. This thing was like her natural power. A branch would be greatly damaged. However, she did not hesitate at this moment and did as she said.
The first-generation boss laughed and said: "You are willing to give such a precious thing. The relationship is really extraordinary!"
"My own existence belongs to the master, so what about part of my body?" Pu Moshu said calmly.
The big man weighed the branch in his hand, which was only as long as a small arm. It was very tender and had green leaves on it. Even if it was separated from the main body, it still had a hint of terrifying power.
She rubbed it casually, and used the branches of the Demon Pu tree and the hair of the little boss to construct a brush that was at least at the level of a saint.
After doing this, she put the brush aside, took out a small porcelain bottle, tapped her finger gently, and forced a drop of blood into the small porcelain bottle.
A small drop of blood dripped into it, and a sound echoed throughout the world, as if the sound of the water drop was turned to the maximum.
As the blood leaves the body, colorful colors bloom.
Pu Moshu frowned and said, "What's wrong with your blood?"
"If you eat too much good food, it will naturally change. Just watch it a few times and it will become normal." A generation boss said nonchalantly.
Pu Moshu sneered. There were many secrets in her body. Even her blood was different from ordinary people. As far as she knew, even the blood of several other people would not be condensed to this extent.
The little boss felt contempt in her heart. There was something wrong with this blood no matter what. She also said that there was a natural mutation. She had eaten a lot of good things, and Lin Feng had also eaten a lot. Why didn't she see any mutation?
Holding the small porcelain bottle and lifting the pen holder, the first-generation boss nodded and said with satisfaction: "This is perfect!"
I have to say that Pu Moshu and Little Boss both agreed with her statement.
A part of the body of God, a pen made from the hair of the great saint, and the blood of a strange God. Together, these three things are probably worth enough to buy the entire Blazing Sky, and still make me rich.
As the three people left, Liu Xiaoxiao also ran over to care about Lin Feng's problem.
Lin Feng said everything was fine, but she couldn't rest assured. She had to check everything by herself before she could breathe a sigh of relief.
It didn't take long for the three bosses to come back. The first boss waved his hand and asked Liu Xiaoxiao to get out of the way. He stood in front of Lin Feng and warned: "It may hurt a little, but you are a big man.
You shouldn’t be afraid, just be patient and you’ll be fine!”
Lin Feng nodded, closed his eyes, and braced himself to deal with the situation in front of him.
The Great Sage Qingrou noticed the strange liquid in the porcelain bottle, and couldn't help but look at the Great Sage Junsi in surprise, and frowned deeply.
The faces of the other great sages were not good-looking either, their brows were knitted together, and they looked at the big boss with very fearful eyes.
The Great Sage Junsi took everything in his eyes and then sighed softly.
"Sure enough, I guessed right. There is only one person in history who has condensed this kind of blood. The person who should least be alive is still alive. What does this mean?"
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but clenched her fists and murmured: "Master, she is really still alive, why are you no longer here?"
She was very conflicted in her heart, but the big boss had no intention of looking at her at all.
Maybe the big boss of the generation knew that she might recognize her identity. After all, she was the person who claimed to have seen her from a distance back then, but it didn't matter.
She focused all her attention on Lin Feng, and secretly grinned at the corner of her mouth.
Lifting the brush gently, it was stained with blood. When he lifted it up, he drew it towards Lin Feng's forehead.
"Boss, please make your painting look better!" Lin Feng said anxiously.
If the four sword marks were drawn on the sky and the earth, without any modification, it should be like a flower wrapping the center of the eyebrow. Now Lin Feng is missing the middle stroke, and sometimes this stroke can ruin everything.
"Don't worry, I know what's going on!" The big boss nodded.
She looked deeply and thought in her heart: "My blood is extraordinary. Every beautiful thing has its terrifying side. This is not something ordinary people can bear, but the amount is very small. I want to see if you can
I can bear it!”
With one stroke, everyone's attention was focused on Lin Feng's forehead.
The master of the generation did not joke about the tricks, and perfectly executed the best knife. With this colorful mark, you can almost see the fine sweat on Lin Feng's forehead, and the strange sound made by the blood contacting the body.
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Lin Feng frowned, and as time passed, the knife actually blended perfectly into the center of his eyebrows.
At the same time, Lin Feng felt the changes in the power within his body, and his true energy swayed violently. Even the masters present could not help but take a few steps back, and they were all surprised at how powerful he was at this moment.
"Is this a half-step saint? Are you kidding me?"
The remnant soul of the Great Sage, who couldn't hold himself back, came out. This man was rough and had a hot temper. He shouted out without any hesitation.
Pu Moshu thought deeply: "It is indeed a bit strange. I always feel that this power is mixed with too many things and is not pure, but it is definitely strong enough and may really be able to compete with the saint."
At this moment, Lin Feng woke up, with a mysterious color in his eyes. When he glanced around, even the remnant soul of the Great Sage was a little overwhelmed.
"Thank you all for your help, seniors!" Lin Feng said with gratitude.
The first-generation boss was surprised and said: "Is this the end? Don't you feel any discomfort in your body, such as a brain discomfort, physical discomfort, etc.?"