Even Liusu admires Qin Yi very much.

The main thing I admire is that his transformation technique is often very good at using his brain at this time. In many other times, it seems that he has forgotten that he will change...

At such times, I felt that there was a coffin over there, and I didn't even have to think about it, and I immediately turned into a wall.

The position of this wall is very well stuck, and nothing can be seen outside. There are beds and pools inside, and the area is expanded outside without being crowded. Some slightly decorative walls are engraved in it. The light inside is soft, the fragrance of flowers is pleasant, and the spirit is filled with the pool. The atmosphere is hazy and ambiguous, and it is a lively spiritual spring bath.

Dual cultivation is indeed the best way to recover... So after getting off the sea, I finally have to take a picture mirror.

Liusu sighed and floated out of the ring, hid in a corner of the pool, thought for a while, waved his hand and spread out a soul curtain, with slight ripples blocking the middle and blocking the line of sight.

If you don't watch it, there is anything good to watch.

Soon, I saw Qingcha running through the curtain, sitting in the corner with her knees in her arms, her chin against her knees silently.

Liusu turned her head to look at her, then looked down at her round shape, and turned into a white jade villain with a "bang", so she hugged her knees with satisfaction and pressed her chin.

Qingcha looked at it in surprise and carefully reached out to poke it.

Liusu ignored her.

The tea poked on Liusu's little arm, and it felt strange, warm as jade, a little soft, not jade, and it could sink into it as if it was elastic...

"What is this?" Qingcha asked seriously: "Is it marshmallow?"

Liusu was not angry: "This is the manifestation of the Yin God, and the soul body is concentrated in reality. Your master's level cannot be achieved, so it is far inferior. You are so stupid, it is 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, and then she saw Qingcha reaching out to pick it up: "So cute!"

"Boji" kissed her.

tassel:"……"

Qingcha asked: "Little Ghost, what's your name? I heard from my uncle that you are great?"

"..." Liusu endured it for a moment: "Call it whatever you want."

"It's great, we can call it lollipops."

"You actually want to eat me, right?"

"No, I'm not greedy." Qingcha nodded firmly: "Qingcha is not greedy."

Liusu raised her head slightly, looking down with her eyes slanted: "You can only be eaten... When you grow up a little longer, your uncle will probably look like watching a snack. He still has time to call me sugar..."

Qingcha looked at it blankly: "Why can you look at me with your nostrils?"

Liusu was furious: "I'm looking at it with my eyes!"

"No feeling."

"I..." Liusu felt that she could not communicate with the mentally retarded and said angrily: "I'm talking about your uncle, why are you talking about me?"

"Uncle Master will be beaten to death by Master." Qingcha is very sure: "Listen to his voice..."

On the opposite side of the curtain, Qin Yi "hissed".

Liusu raised her head higher, with an expression of mental retarded.

Qingcha felt discriminatory and put the tassels on the ground.

"..." Poor Liusu really had to raise her head completely before she could see Qingcha's face. From below, she saw her nostrils first.

"So you are the nostrils."

Qingcha: "???"

"Look up from the ground, if you have a little bulge on your chest, you won't be able to see your nostrils so simply." Liusu floated up, sighed and patted Qingcha's little shoulder: "Come on, grow up, little tea."

Qingcha didn't understand the relationship between chest and nostrils, and happily said "Oh": "Qingcha will grow up!"

Liusu finally confirmed that the snake was fake and the tea was really stupid.

In fact, she couldn't grow up, and the enlightened boy was always a boy until he died. How old was at that time, he was still as old as he was. After living for more than a hundred years, you haven't found that you can't grow up at all. What are you growing up with so hard work...

If she really wants to grow up, she probably has to hope to find a suitable innate plant to replace her "bloodline".

Seeing her cute look, Liusu couldn't hold her face down, and her voice softened a little: "Qin Yi will find a way, not only to grow up, but also to let you practice hard. After all, he wants to eat..."

“What to eat?”

“Eat refreshments.”

Liusu replied angrily, feeling very strange in her heart, why are she playing with these children? She either sits in the garden with a stupid snake or is stupid in the pond with a tea.

Is it because I am very fond of a child?

After thinking about it, Liusu became frustrated and plunged into the pool, and went to make his own spiritual energy without tidying up the tea.

With a "plop", Qingcha jumped down: "I'll wash it for you little ghost."

"I don't need to wash! I'm a soul body! Hey, why are you doing? I said I don't need to wash!"

“Is it comfortable?”

"……good."

In the painting world, Feng Buli responded to the monkey speechlessly, and it became more and more difficult.

Fighting against the Qianyuan-level ban, this time it was really hurt. He was very hurt. It was no longer so easy to deal with the monkey at the peak of Huiyang. This monkey was also a big fan of sneak attacks...

Now, except for taking medicine by myself, I didn’t even have enough room to sit cross-legged from beginning to end. Not only did my injury not heal, I was stabbed by a monkey, which worsened a lot.

Since fighting with the prohibition, the outside world of painting has become quiet. You can feel that the scroll was moving with Qin Yi and others, although it feels very slight. But I never moved again after that, and I don’t know what the outside is doing.

Combined with the terrifying Netherworld Forbidden, Feng Buli always felt that Qin Yi should be dealing with a very dangerous scene, and maybe he would all die.

Qin Yi is about to die, and he is dying.

There was no sun and moon in the cave. When Qin Yishen came out with a refreshing spirit, his cultivation had already been restored to his old age, and he helped Liu Su to refine alchemy.

Li Qingjun walked out and had no shame to see Qingcha or the little ghost. He blushed and took the fragments of the "door" and drilled into the painting world that Ju Yunxiu provided for practice.

These two practices, plus the rich spiritual energy and spiritual springs here, and the sect... Li Qingjun feels that he can still make a breakthrough in the short term, and then follow Qin Yi to the underworld.

Only Ju Yunxiu was lazily soaking in the spiritual spring, fiddling with the other side of the flower in his hands, looking lazy and leisurely.

Her practice pattern is unique, so don't practice hard.

Sleeping is more important.

I've been so tired these two days, so I'd better have a good sleep... Oh, no, there is another painting world that needs to be energetic. Now I'm lazy, but my practice is extremely vigorous. I feel like I can try to refine it...

Ju Yunxiu held the scroll with both hands and closed his eyes.

Feng Buli in the painting suddenly felt the pressure doubled.

It feels a bit like being in a deep sea before. There is pressure everywhere, just like the whole world is enemies with you. Although this pressure cannot be suppressed, the situation becomes more and more difficult. In addition, the sun and moon in the sky are shining brightly, and the originally sunny world scene has become hot sunlight, and it feels like being in a elixir furnace being sacrificed.

Feng Buli quickly understood it, and this was sacrificing him.

Use heaven and earth as the furnace, and use his entire person 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 rivers of this world, and he can completely upgrade this scroll to the treasure of Qianyuan!

Feng Buli laughed to the sky: "Ju Yunxiu, just you?"

At this time, Ju Yunxiu, who was connected to the soul of the scroll, could hear Feng Buli's voice and responded faintly: "I'm not the only one here, I'm only responsible for consuming you."

From Feng Buli's perspective, I heard the echo of the roar of heaven and earth: "I am only responsible for consuming you... and consuming you..."

He was really puzzled. Why did he feel that Qin Yi and the others were exploring the danger, but in the end he felt that he was exhausted and exhausted, and they seemed to be on an outing? You go pick up firewood, I will make a fire. Is that true?
Chapter completed!