The main admiration is that his transformation technique is often used with his brain especially at this time. At many other times, it seems that he has forgotten that he can change...
At times like this, I felt that someone was infiltrating the coffin over there, and without saying a word or even thinking about it, it immediately turned into a wall.
The position of this wall is super good. Nothing can be seen from the outside. The inside is just the bed and the pool, and it has been expanded to not look crowded. It also includes some slightly decorative wall carvings around it, and the lighting inside is soft.
The fragrance of flowers is pleasant, the aura is dense in the pool, and the atmosphere is hazy and ambiguous, just like the standard configuration of a spiritual spring bath.
Double cultivation is indeed the best way to recover... So now that I'm in the sea, I finally have to take a photo.
Liusu sighed and floated out of the ring, hiding in a corner of the pool. After thinking for a moment, he waved his hand and spread out a curtain of souls, with slight ripples blocking the middle, blocking his line of sight.
If you don’t look at it, there’s nothing interesting to see.
Soon I saw Qingcha running over through the curtain, sitting in the corner with her knees in her arms and her chin resting on her knees, silent.
Liusu turned his head to look at her, then looked down at his round shape. With a "bang", he turned into a little white jade man, then he hugged his knees and rested them on his chin with satisfaction.
Qingcha looked at it in surprise and cautiously reached out to poke it.
Liusu ignored her.
The green tea poked on Liusu's little arm, and it felt strange, as warm and moist as jade, but also a little softer than jade, and it seemed to be elastic and could sink in...
"What is this?" Qingcha asked seriously: "Is it a marshmallow?"
Liusu was annoyed: "This is the manifestation of Yin Shen. The soul body condenses into reality. Your master's level can't even do it. It's far behind. You are so stupid, it's a bit difficult to understand."
"Oh." Qingcha came over and said, "You are so cute, can I hug you?"
Liusu was stunned for a moment, then saw Qingcha reaching out and picking it up: "So cute!"
"Bouchi" gave him a kiss.
tassel:"……"
Qingcha asked: "What's your name, little ghost? I heard my uncle call you Bangbang?"
"..." Liusu endured it for a moment: "You can call me whatever you want."
"If the lollipop is not good, we can call it lollipop."
"You actually want to eat me, right?"
"No, no, I'm not greedy." Qingcha nodded firmly, "Qingcha is not greedy."
Liusu raised his head slightly and looked down slantingly: "You can only be eaten... When you grow up, your uncle will probably look at you like a snack, and he will still have time to call me candy...
"
Qingcha looked at it blankly: "Why can you look at me with your nostrils?"
Liusu was furious: "I can see it with my eyes!"
"no feelings."
"I..." Liusu felt that he could not communicate with a mentally retarded person and said angrily: "I'm talking about your uncle, what are you talking about me for?"
"Uncle will be beaten to death by Master." Qingcha was very sure: "Listen to his voice..."
Across the curtain, Qin Yi hissed.
Liusu's head was raised higher, with a look of retardation on his face.
Qingcha felt discriminated against and put Tassel on the ground.
"..." Poor Liusu had to raise his head completely to see Qingcha's face. Looking from below, he saw the nostrils first.
"So you are the one with the nostrils."
Green tea: "???"
"Looking up from the ground, if you have a little bulge on your chest, you won't be able to see the nostrils so easily." Tassel floated up, and he sighed and patted Qingcha's little shoulder: "Come on, grow up, little Chaye."
Qingcha didn't understand the connection between the chest and the nostrils, and happily said "Oh": "Qingcha will grow up!"
Liusu finally decided that the snake was fake and stupid, and the tea was really stupid.
In fact, she doesn’t grow up. A child who initiates enlightenment will remain a child until his or her death. No matter how old you are at that time, you will eventually be how old you are. You have lived for more than a hundred years and you haven’t realized that you can’t grow up at all. Why are you working so hard to grow...
…
If she really wants to grow up, I'm afraid she really has to hope to find a suitable innate plant to replace her "bloodline".
Seeing how cute she looked, Liusu couldn't keep his face, and his voice was a little softer: "Qin Yi will find a way, not only to grow up, but also to allow you to practice. After all, he wants to eat..."
"What to eat?"
"Have tea."
Liusu replied angrily, feeling very strange in her heart as to why she was playing with these children. She was either sitting in the garden with stupid snakes and talking nonsense, or sitting by the pond with tea and being stupid.
Is it because you are very fond of children?
After thinking about it for a while, Liusu became sulky and dove into the pool, ignoring the tea and brewing the spiritual energy on his own.
With a "plop", Qingcha also jumped down: "Little ghost, let me help you wash it."
"I don't need to wash! I'm a ghost! Hey, hey, what are you doing? I told you I don't need to wash!"
"Comfortable?"
"……good."
In the painting world, Feng Buruo dealt with the monkeys in silence, which became increasingly difficult.
Fighting against the Qianyuan-level restraint was really exhausting this time. He was seriously injured. It was no longer so easy to deal with the monkey at the peak of Huiyang. This monkey also specializes in sneak attacks...
Now, apart from taking medicine, I didn't even have time to sit cross-legged and meditate. Not only did my injury not heal, but I was sneak-punched by the monkey, which made it much worse.
Since fighting against the restriction, the outside of the painting world has become quiet. Originally, I could feel the painting scroll moving with the movement of Qin Yi and others, although the feeling was very slight. But it never moved again after that.
I don't know what is going on outside.
Combined with the terrifying netherworld restriction, Feng Buli always felt that Qin Yi must be dealing with a very dangerous scene, and he might even die.
Qin Yi is about to die and wants to die.
There was no sun or moon in the cave. When Qin Yi came out refreshed and refreshed, his cultivation had already returned to his old outlook, and he went to help Liusu make elixirs.
Li Qingjun walked out, not ashamed to see Qingcha or the little ghost. With a red face, he took the fragment of the "door" and went into the extra painting world provided by Ju Yunxiu to practice.
These several times of dual cultivation, coupled with the rich spiritual energy and spiritual springs here, plus the door... Li Qingjun felt that he could still achieve a breakthrough in the short term, and then follow Qin Yi to the Netherworld.
Only Ju Yunxiu was lazily soaking in the spiritual spring, playing with the other shore flowers at will, with a lazy and leisurely look on his face.
Her practice mode is different, and she does not need to practice hard.
Sleep is more important.
I've been so tired these past two days, so I'd better take a nap... Oh, no, there is still a painting field that needs to cheer me up. Now my body is lazy, but my practice is extremely vigorous. I feel like I can try to practice some...
…
Ju Yunxiu held the scroll with both hands and closed his eyes.
Feng Buli in the painting suddenly felt his pressure doubled.
It feels a bit like being in the deep sea before. There is pressure from all directions, as if the whole world is against you. Although this kind of pressure is unstoppable, the situation becomes more and more difficult. Together with the sky
The sun and moon shine brightly, and the originally peaceful and sunny world scene turns into a scorching sun. It feels like you are in an alchemy furnace being sacrificed.
Feng Buli quickly understood that this was a sacrifice to him.
Use the heaven and the earth as the furnace, and use his whole body as the elixir.
Once refined, his soul will be filled into the sky of this world, his flesh and blood will be transformed into the earth and rivers of this world, and this scroll will be completely upgraded to a treasure of Qianyuan!
Feng Buli looked up to the sky and laughed: "Ju Yunxiu, it's just you?"
At this time, Ju Yunxiu, who was connected to the soul of the scroll, could hear Feng Buli's voice, and responded calmly: "I am not the only one here, I am only responsible for consuming you."
From Feng Buli's perspective, he could hear the echo of the roar of heaven and earth: "I am only responsible for consuming you... consuming you..."
He was really puzzled. Why did he feel that Qin Yi and the others were venturing into a dangerous place, but in the end they felt like they were working too hard, while they seemed to be on an outing? You go collect firewood, and I'll light the fire, is that right?
(Note: Many book friends have no idea about the water pressure that Feng Buli endured before. Here is a rough introduction. The water pressure in the deep sea below 10,000 meters is more than 100 MPa. A person can withstand about 10,000 MPa by opening the protective cover.
Multi-ton pressure, the setting here is tens of thousands of feet, that is, Feng Buli was able to move normally even under tens of thousands of tons of pressure before, and then he was passively beaten through the boundary membrane without even being injured. This Qianyuan's expressive power has been