After all, if she was not prepared, how could she dare to rush to the Kongchan Sword Sect?

At least he has one more golden elixir than others, and his cultivation has not grown on his muscles.

Looking at the puppets still sitting in the formation, Hua Xiaomi shifted her sight, the continuous mountains and rivers, and the sword-like peaks.

One of them is particularly sharp and towering, and the steepness makes people feel relieved after just one glance.

It seems like clouds and mist is shrouded in the mountains, but anyone knows that it is the thorns in the mountains. With only a little touch, it makes people unable to lift up a trace of spiritual power.

There are flashing electric flowers on the hillside, and thunders linger on it.

Canglei Mountain is the most famous mountain in Kongchan Sword Sect.

Hua Xiaomi's eyes flashed. She didn't know what she was thinking, but she finally sighed, calmed her breath and left quietly.

She really regrets now. She should have left Yuntian Pavilion directly and didn't have to be angry here.

But it's not too late to leave now. Hua Xiaomi took out a lucky stick and rushed all the way, and soon returned to the door of Manyin Water Pavilion.

She didn't even go in, and took out the whistle that she came from the city beside her, and blew it, and bursts of harsh and unpleasant whistles came out.

The sound cultivation near Manyin Water Pavilion is prosperous, and the sound cultivation is even more complicated. This whistle is a top-grade magic weapon. Although the grade is a little lower, it cannot match the one who blows it. Even if she knows nothing about music.

It falls into the human ear, and it seems that a needle is pierced into the eardrum.

Suddenly, everyone nearby was tortured by her "sonic attack" so much that she could not bear it.

Originally, someone was not disturbed by it, with a fierce look on his face and wanted to come to find her with great force, but when he saw that she had the cultivation level of the Golden Pill stage, he retreated one by one.

I didn't even dare to say a single complaint.

If you can't afford to offend, you can only hide away.

Fortunately, a green-haired turtle flew out soon, and its two small claws tightly covered their ears and kept complaining:

"Hua Xiaomi, what are you crazy about? Shut up!"

The harsh sound came to an abrupt end. She threw the whistle aside and went forward and asked, "Where is Zhaocai and Jinbao?"

But good luck lit up slightly, the space fluctuated slightly, and the tall figure of Zhaocai Jinbao appeared.

Hua Xiaomi's eyes were straightened, but she quickly glanced around and scolded: "Don't show off to me. If the malicious person sees you, take you away and slice it!"

The mandrill was still closing his eyes tightly, as if he was sleeping.

"Why is it not awake yet?" Hua Xiaomi asked with a frown.

Good luck came but he stuck out his butt at her, "I wake up naturally when it's time to wake up.

On the contrary, if you don’t hurry up and collect baby things, why are you wandering around day by day?”

What is the baby? She just formed a pill!

However... getting a baby is indeed a big deal, and many people will prepare it in advance. It is not wrong to say that good luck is.

But she is not in the mood to collect anything now. She is very irritable now and wants to eat, drink, sleep, and be lazy.

The turtle's head, whose good luck suddenly stopped, had a little entanglement, as if there was something to say,

"Do you know who is the lazy person? It's a dead person! If you keep idle like this, you..."

"What's the meaning?"

"It's literally. Haven't you noticed that the smell on your body is getting heavier and heavier? If you don't quickly become babies, you will die!" Good luck came with two paws patted their heads hard, looking very depressed.

Hua Xiaomi didn't ask any more questions, stood there, lowering her eyes, no one could know what she was thinking.

It's almost dark, but because of the cloudy day, there are no stars or moons.

It seemed that there was only a little light left in the entire world, and this light was gradually disappearing.

"Hey, are you okay? Actually, you don't have to be afraid. At worst, you can just switch to the practice." In fact, good luck doesn't like Hua Xiaomi's way of eating and practicing.

Although there are many benefits of food practice, there are also many disadvantages of human life.

But Hua Xiaomi replied quietly, "My heart of Tao has been completed. When you turn to practice, do you want me to destroy my heart of Tao?" Good luck was speechless.

The only light disappeared completely, the sky became dark, the wind was so sad, it seemed that there were demons appearing in this dark night,

And Hua Xiaomi was at the devil's mouth and was almost swallowed!

"How long can I live?"

After being silent for a long time, she suddenly made a sound, scaring the good luck.

"This... I can't say that if you eat too much vegetarian food and don't kill life, you can live for two or three hundred years. But you have always been impatient and can't be happy without drinking." Good luck seems to be unsure what to say, and scratched your head hard, "In short, when your whole body is rotten and rotten to death, you will be really dead."

The Jindan monk lived for 800 years, and Hua Xiaomi was over 100 years old at this time. In theory, she should have lived for 700 years. However, because practicing the esophagus damaged the laws of nature, she only had less than 300 years left.

Most of the life span is gone, and no one can stand such a thing.

There is no way, the benefits of cultivating the esophagus are so tempting. If you don’t have the quirk of dying at any time and reducing your life, you may have to set up a pot to cook.

What the way of heaven wants is checks and balances. Since the benefits cannot be changed, there must be more disadvantages.

"You, you look at me in such a state of mind. You don't want to change your cultivation, so hurry up and become a baby.

Then you can..." Good luck suddenly covered his mouth, as if he was scruples, and said mysteriously: "In short, there are many benefits to a baby, and you don't have to hit walls everywhere and be constrained."

It’s light, but how can the Nascent Soul be able to be knotted just by saying it?

The difficulty is no less than that of letting Hua Xiaomi only eat vegetarian food and not kill animals.

"Since that's the case, then let's go." She nodded, took Zhaocai Jinbao back into the spirit beast bag, and walked forward.

When good luck came, she thought she had figured out the supplies to find babies, but she saw her walking towards Manyin Water Pavilion again.

It's really enough. The spiritual veins inside were polluted by evil spirits, and the treasures were robbed. Why are you going in? Good luck comes and I feel sorry for the iron.

Hua Xiaomi did not go to find Fan Ruoyin, but instead found Qu Jian.

"Fellow Daoist Hua, you...you should persuade the leader."

It was obvious that Qu Fang also knew about Fan Ruoyin's marriage and made efforts, but it seemed that there was no result.

Hua Xiaomi ignored this and just turned her face coldly, "Where is Qi Yu?"

With her summons, Qi Yu came over quickly. Seeing her appearance, she couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

But she didn't have time to care what the other person was thinking and asked him: "You once said you had nowhere to go, so I'll find you a place to stay, are you willing?"

"I...I do." He gritted his teeth and nodded.

In his heart, although Hua Xiaomi is very fierce and terrifying, she will definitely be safe if she can be protected by such a person.

He offended the people of the Kongchan Sword Sect, and it would undoubtedly be much easier to find a backer. His years of life in a casual cultivator really made him tired of killing.

"Very good, since that's the case, you can stay at Manyin Water Pavilion."

Qi Yu:(⊙＿＊;)

His face twitched constantly, and his fierce eyebrows and eyes formed a kind of funny feeling.

Judging from his appearance, he knew that he didn't want it. Hua Xiaomi didn't force it. She stretched out her hand and had a milky white worm egg in her palm.

"This is the egg of the Phantom Feather Butterfly. If you agree, I will give you this thing.

The Phantom Feather Butterfly can break illusions, attack and defense, cover the body and explore the way, and is a third-grade spiritual insect."

Originally, Qi Yu's dough was shaking like the dough on the chopping board. When he heard the last third-grade spirit insect, his face suddenly shook into noodles.

That's a third-grade spirit insect! What's the concept?

It is even more difficult to breed and raise spiritual insects. Most people’s spiritual insects are not included in the grade. Only a few cultivators who practice beast control techniques can get one or two grades.

If someone can get only the second grade, it would be a very remarkable thing.

It is said that Wen Zi Zhenren had a third-grade spirit insect. He once relied on that spirit insect to defeat the late-stage cultivator with his early-stage Jindan cultivation level.

And that's just a personal cultivation!

Thinking of this, Qi Yu's face began to shake rapidly again.

Hua Xiaomi's eyes gradually changed when she looked at him. Is the person in front of her... crying?

Could it be that the things she gave were of too low value?

How about giving two more?

There was no way. After she found the eggs from the crane in Yuntian Pavilion, she used her unique technique to give birth to a butterfly and lay many eggs.

She just put some food in it, and each one would grow fat and white, which was extremely healthy.

Now there are so many insect eggs, and they are almost piled up into hills, so she wants to send them out.

Ahem, after all, Manyin Shuixie is now a troublesome, and she still wants Qi Yu to work as a white worker to help her more.

It’s definitely not easy to treat it badly, otherwise, I’ll give you three, four, five, six, seven or eight hundred?

Just as Hua Xiaomi was thinking about whether to give me more things, Qu Jian on the other side also began to shake.

Fantasy Feather Butterfly? Why is this name a little familiar?

She has read some books like beast control, but she doesn’t know much, and even less about spirit insects.
To be continued...