"Master, what are you doing?" On an ancient battlefield full of corpses, a little bronze-colored savage squatted on the ground, staring at an old Taoist priest with ragged clothes and gray hair with a pair of bright eyes, looking curious.
asked.
"Sang Ji, that little girl, I have been with her for more than three thousand years and refined so much evil energy, and I didn't say hello to my master when I left!" The old Taoist priest grabbed the hilt of the sword with both hands and screamed with both feet.
He kicked the ground and tried to pull out a blue fairy sword from the ground.
"You don't know how to pull it out yourself, why are you expecting an old woman to do it?" the little savage curled his lips and said.
"Who are you talking to? When she was here, you would hang around her every day. Now that she is gone, you are still teasing the master like this. Do you still want to be a master and refine weapons for you?"
The Taoist priest finally pulled out a blue fairy sword, turned around and glared at the little savage.
The little savage smiled and said nothing.
The old Taoist glanced at the sword body that had been corroded by the evil spirit and had lost its luster, with a distressed look on his face.
I saw him brushing the blade of the azure blue sword with his fingers, tapping the tip of the sword lightly with his fingers, and the light of the azure sword suddenly rose.
Following the sound of Qingyue's sword, the somewhat deserted ancient battlefield suddenly heard the sound of several ancient swords. Looking around, he only saw three more red, green, and cyan sword lights galloping from a distance at the end of the line of sight.
Come.
The four fairy swords competed with each other like old friends reunited after a long separation. Finally, the four swords turned into a purple fairy sword and sank into the old man's eyebrows.
Between the old Taoist's eyebrows, there is obviously a small purple sword decoration.
As the four fairy swords that maintained the formation were removed, the huge unnamed animal bones lying on the ancient battlefield suddenly turned into fly ash and disappeared into thin air.
When the old Taoist saw how much the violence in this wilderness had been refined, he sighed, turned to the little savage and said, "Chizi, let's go and follow my master to refine the weapons!"
When the little savage heard this, he happily pulled the old Taoist priest's tattered robe and followed the old Taoist priest out of this deserted territory.
When the two people left, the cracks in the extremity area suddenly opened, and a dull roar came from the ground. They saw countless weapons and armors lying on the battlefield suddenly shaking, and then moved towards that
A crack flew past, and gradually the cracks were buried by countless remnants of weapons, and everything returned to calm.
Lao Dao and Xiao Yeren left the ancient battlefield and came to a place one after the other.
The little savage looked at the dark iron gate that towered into the sky, scratched his head, and looked up at the old man who was clasping his hands behind his back, looking up at the dark iron gate in ecstasy.
"Xiu Yuguan, star battle formation, five-color chess, the world will fall apart!" The old Taoist murmured, grabbing the little savage who was holding the ax handle with both hands, trying to pull out the giant ax embedded in the black iron door.
, flew into Xiuyuguan.
The surroundings suddenly darkened, and then a strong wind roared past my ears.
The little savage poked out his little head from the old Taoist's arm, looking at the stars gradually brightening in the darkness, and the stars gradually forming a river, with a curious expression on his face.
The little savage finally couldn't help but stretched out a hand, trying to pick up a grain of sand in the golden river, but was slapped by the old man.
"In the star formation around the sky, a speck of dust may reflect a certain big star in the sky. Although the spiritual power supporting the formation has been completely dissipated, you may still encounter it casually like this.
You will be hurt by the power of the stars!" Lao Tao explained to the little savage.
Although the little savage seemed to understand, but when he heard that he would be injured, he did not dare to reach out again, because what the old man said during the ancient battlefield seemed to be fulfilled every time.
At the end of the light, the true face of Mount Lu was revealed, and the two of them had reached the top of a mountain.
The top of the mountain is extremely empty, with a polished stone floor beneath its feet. There are several haggard weapon racks like horned dragons placed around it, with all kinds of weapons hung on the racks.
There is a raised platform in the middle, and a nine-story pagoda like a gourd is placed on the platform. This pagoda has nine sides, and at the corners of each side, there is a giant dragon clinging to it.
"What is this?" the little savage asked curiously.
"Nine-story weapon-refining tower!" The old Taoist touched a giant dragon clinging to the weapon-refining tower, his eyes filled with vicissitudes of life.
"Open your mouth!" The old man suddenly looked at the little savage.
"What?" the little savage asked with a puzzled look on his face.
"Don't you want my master to help you refine weapons? I'll lend you a tooth, just in time to refine weapons!" the old Taoist said with a serious look on his face.
"No?" When the little savage heard this, his face turned livid with fear and he ran away.
The old Taoist smiled and grabbed the little savage, slapped the back of the little savage's head, and when the little savage opened his mouth, his index finger flicked towards the little savage's front teeth.
There was only a crunching sound, and a tooth flew out of the little savage's mouth.
The old Taoist threw the little savage aside casually, then used his palm to shake open the top of the nine-story weapon refining tower, and threw a tooth in.
The little savage got up from the ground, touched the groove where a tooth was missing, and bit the old man's trouser leg with his mouth open.
The old Taoist frowned in pain, grabbed the little savage from his lap and threw it out, while saying: "The teeth still have spiritual energy. If you keep entangled like this, the spiritual energy will be lost later, so don't blame me.
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After hearing this, the little savage climbed up from the grass, rubbed his rumbling stomach, and looked back at the beautiful scenery down the mountain, and was stunned for a moment.
He immediately stuck out his tongue and ran happily down the mountain like a puppy.
Among the high mountains, there are yarrow-shaped grasses with red leaves and rhizomes that are clustered together. The stems of the grass are straight and hard and should not be broken. They are the best material for hunters to make arrow shafts.
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The little savage pulled up a few sticks of grass, removed the leaves, strung together a few ripe fruits picked from the trees, and ate them while walking through the jungle.
When they came to a water source, the little savage leaned down and took a few sips of water. Suddenly, fire-breathing fish whizzed by. The little savage was so frightened that he suddenly retreated to the shore, fell over, and the next second he was holding a piece of water.
The grass stabbed directly into the water.
A fire-breathing fish struggled a few times before being thrown into the mouth by the little savage. Only the corners of the little savage's mouth, nostrils, and ears were seen with flames coming out.
During this period, the little savage caught a few more four-winged snaking snakes and a few tiger dragons. Then he rubbed his round belly and basked in the sun comfortably on a rock.
I don't know how long it took, but while he was half asleep and half awake, the little savage seemed to hear a burst of curses coming from not far away.
He climbed up from the stone, grabbed a few stringers strung with strings of snoring snakes, and walked towards the direction of the sound.
Arriving at the edge of a steep cliff, through the sparse shadows of trees, the little savage saw a group of wild boar-like little beasts, red as red as fire, fighting with a group of bees-like little beasts with forked hair.
The beast with its tail and reversed tongue swore at each other.
Not only did they curse, the two sides also spat and threw stones at each other from time to time.