After noon, everyone dispersed in laughter and joy, some children played and played, Qiuyue was playing and playing with flowers and plants after dinner, and the little green wolf followed behind with his little tongue.

Yang Wenjing had already left the door and headed to Shanheyuan.

Yang Wenjing really wanted to know what the blood-red worm originated, because Yang Wenjing felt uneasy, the worm was too weird.

Soon, Yang Wenjing came to Shanheyuan and directly looked for Mr. Jide. It can be said that Yang Wenjing and Mr. Jide are the most familiar with each other in this Maraiyuan.

"Hey, that bald man, who are you?" Yang Wenjing was stopped as soon as she entered the yard.

Yang Wenjing turned around and looked over. She saw a girl walking towards her lotus, holding a very delicate sword in her hand.

"I am a disciple of Shanheyuan. What's wrong with the female donor?" Yang Wenjing responded.

"Why have I never seen you? When will Shanheyuan accept monks?" The girl's eyebrows slightly clumped and looked at Yang Wenjing in confusion.

"Ha, I don't like staying in the yard very much, I like being outside!" Yang Wenjing chuckled and continued: "Shanheyuan is so kind to do good deeds. I think I'm so pitiful, so I'm taken in!"

"What's your name?" The girl Yingying smiled, walked closer and asked.

"I...oh, no, I'm right, my monk's surname is Yang, and his name is Wenjing. Just call me Wenjing!" Yang Wenjing fooled me, and asked again: "I dare to ask the female donor whose surname is!"

Yang Wenjing stared at the woman and realized that this woman must be not simple.

The girl was slender and wearing a long skirt, she was like a soft willow in the wind, with curves rising and falling, and the light in her eyes flowing. She learned Yang Wenjing's words and smiled and said: "The little girl is not talented, her surname is Qi, her name is Yuexue, you can call her

I'm in July snow!"

Yang Wenjing nodded and praised: "Good name!"

"If there is nothing else, I will say goodbye!" Yang Wenjing spoke, turned around and wanted to leave, wanting to find the old man Jide as soon as possible and learn about his origin.

Yang Wenjing felt more and more that these insects had a great origin!

"Go!"

Seeing this, Qiu Yuexue did not stop her, but she muttered in her heart, saying, "I mainly have a figure, and I want to have a good appearance. That man doesn't want to look at me more, and say something to me more. He is better!

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"Hey, can you be a monk really be ruthless?" Qiu Yuexue shook her head and became interested instead.

Qiu Yuexue believes that her appearance can be called the number one beauty in Shanheyuan, and she is not confident, it is indeed the case.

"Grandpa Jide, I'm here!" Yang Wenjing shouted from afar, excited in her heart.

Grandpa Jide was shouted when Yang Wenjing entered Shanheyuan. He was still very young at that time and was a child. He still shouted now, and the same will happen in the future.

"Little guy, I haven't seen him for more than a month and I've grown taller again!" Old man Jide was still sitting by the Tongyou River fishing, very leisurely.

The residence of Mr. Jide is very strange, just an ordinary wooden house with some green bamboo and green grass on all sides.

There are also some spirit chickens in the courtyard. Every time Yang Wenjing comes, the old man Jide will kill a spirit chicken to make for Yang Wenjing to eat.

These spirit chickens are very nourishing to monks, but their main function is to consolidate their cultivation. They are the best for people of the age group like Yang Wenjing.

These psychic chickens will hide whenever they see Yang Wenjing coming, and run far away, just like a ghost.

When the old man Jide glanced over Yang Wenjing, his face was slightly dark, and the fishing rod in his hand shook, frowned and asked, "The wound is serious!"

Old Man Jide heard the great elder Jiang pointed and said that Yang Wenjing was very injured, but now he saw her and broke her arm. It is not difficult to imagine what Yang Wenjing had experienced at that time, so that she could do this!

"It's okay, don't you think I'm doing well!" Yang Wenjing smiled indifferently, disagreed.

"Well! It's good that people are fine and will grow again in the future!" Hearing this, the old man Jide let go of his heart.

If a monk lacks arms and legs, if his cultivation reaches a certain level in the future, he can regenerate his bones and flesh, or use some medicine to regenerate his broken arms.

"Grandpa Jide, I've brought five bugs this time and I want you to see!" Yang Wenjing said, slamming a few still alive bugs in Qiankun bag to the ground.

"This... this is a blood worm!" Old Man Jide said heavily, showing a shocked look, looking at the blood worms that were constantly wriggling on the ground.

"Grandpa, do you know what this is?" Yang Wenjing felt astonished when she saw that Old Man Jide was so surprised.

In Yang Wenjing's opinion, Old Man Jide has never been moved by the outside world and always looks calm and composed, but now when he sees these insects, his face has changed drastically.

"I don't just know!" Old Man Jide waved his hand and threw the five blood worms into Tongyou River.

As soon as the five blood worms entered Tongyou River, the river water rolled, and a group of ghosts came one after another, rushing with red eyes, trying to swallow the blood worms.

Seeing this scene, Yang Wenjing frowned. It was hard to imagine that these bloodworms could attract so many ghosts to eat?

Even if a spirit chicken is thrown in, it won’t be like this. The bug is very attractive.

Yang Wenjing looked at the dispersed ghost and asked, "Why is this?"

Old Man Jide narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Tongyouhe, and said, "The smell emitted by these bloodworms has attracted these ghosts and spirits. They are all products of the same era!"

The words of the old man Jide confirmed Yang Wenjing's previous inference. This insect is indeed of great origin and belongs to the mythological era.

"Age of Mythology?" Yang Wenjing spoke.

"Yes!" Old Man Jide nodded.

The mythological era, after more than ten million years, thousands of immortals emerged and the emperors competed for power. It was an extremely glorious era.

But in the end, the mythological era ended sadly 100,000 years ago, and a new era - the era of troubled times began.

Hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and there are still insects in that era that survive. I really dare not imagine.

"I have encountered this blood worm, but it is an adult blood worm!" Old Man Jide sighed, telling his past experience, and said, "A thousand years ago, I was only forty or fifty years old, and my cultivation is with you.

Now I live in a place called Luoxia Town. At that time, I lived a happy life, with children and daughters, but when I came back from out, all the people in Luoxia Town died, and my children were not

Exception, there were no bones left. At that time, I had many blood worms. I tried my best to kill those blood worms, but no matter how I killed them, I almost lost my life. In the end, your father took action to kill those blood worms and

I've saved it!"

Old Man Jide recalled and added: "A adult blood worm can be nearly ten feet long and specializes in devouring creatures!"

When Old Man Jide said this, he couldn't help but show sadness and sigh, and he hated that he had not protected his children when he went out.

A thousand years have passed, and his wife and children died in misfortune. The elderly who accumulated virtue never found him and died alone.

Old Man Jide wants to forget it, but he can't forget it. He cannot forget his wife and children. Whenever he thinks of his wife and children, he will inevitably not think of bloodworms.

"A dozen feet long!" Yang Wenjing couldn't believe it, too shocked.

What the old man Jide said was shocking. The young blood worms were extremely aggressive. If they were adult blood worms, wouldn’t it be even more difficult to deal with?
Chapter completed!