Play the cultivation game in the world of immortality

Chapter 100 Hook straight bait salty
"The people who have gone to the Immortal Domain these years are all wine bags and rice bags, and none of them have made a fortune."

Feng Buyi thought over and over again, if her precious granddaughter wanted to cultivate and live forever, she would not be able to overcome the hurdle of fire and poison.

The domineering nature of Huodu makes it not static. With the growth of Sheng Yu's cultivation, Huodu itself is also gradually growing, which is why Bian Zheng is not happy to see her practice too diligently.

They couldn't leave within a hundred years, and the existing spirits couldn't make Sheng Qi survive a hundred years at all.

If you want to make a breakthrough, looking at the entire sky, the only person you can count on is Fang Shanke who has practiced the Jue of Rejuvenation.

"How to make her willingly pave the way for Hui Hui? This is a problem."

"Hmph, why do you think that kid Bian Zheng specially chose the useless "Aoki Longevity Jue" for Huihui in terms of cultivation techniques? Isn't he just waiting here!"

Feng Buyi smiled happily, but the smile never reached his eyes.

If the old guys want to plot against others, they must be prepared to be plotted against.

Kindness is something that sometimes hurts deeply.

It cannot be exploited.

What is it to lay the burden on an ignorant child?
Feng Buyi turned his head and stared at the silent eldest grandson, and said, "Ah Yin, I haven't said anything about you yet! No matter how hard you fight, you can still lose!"

At the same level of cultivation, if you lose a fight, you have the nerve to put your anger aside!
It was still at the door of my own house, and was kicked by others!

It's a shame, it's a shame.

His tone was full of hatred for iron and steel, and he successfully ignited Feng Yin's anger.

"He is shameless! He is old and cunning! He engages in sneak attacks!"

Time went back to four days ago, when Sheng Yu left Shuiyue Grotto.

"Stop, stop, stop hitting, stop hitting."

"If you can't get a result, what else do you want to fight? It's a waste of energy."

The beautiful white-haired fairy directly occupied someone's black wooden couch, and his movements were very skillful.

He casually threw the broken fishing rod on the ground, hugged the white goose and lay down, facing the oncoming sword energy without blinking his eyes.

"Feng Yin, if I die here today, your sister will have to wear sackcloth and mourning for my elder brother and cry bitterly."

"What kind of brother are you?" Feng Yin was very angry, but she hurriedly stopped after hearing the words.

He hated the person in front of him, but he couldn't bear to let his sister feel sad for an insignificant person.

"Of course it's a kind of senior brother and elder brother."

Seeing that the sword energy barely an inch above her eyelids dissipated without a trace, Shuangxue picked up the jug on the table and took a few sips contentedly.

"But it doesn't matter, after all, my little junior sister never wants to call you brother."

"She still likes me the most."

Due to the regional differences, the diets of Beiyuan and Yaoyu are very different. Beiyuan's wine is mostly sweet, while Tonggong's wine is strong and spicy.

After drinking most of the pot of wine, Shuangxue was still blushing and breathless, she was very sober and dared to say anything.

Feng Yin resisted the feeling of choking him to death, and said angrily: "You don't look at Beiyuan, what are you doing here!"

"I just came here to choke you a few words, and I'll make money if I piss you off."

This is true, the two have similar cultivation bases and similar ages, there are really not many cultivators who can be regarded as the same level in the Sky Realm.

The red sword blade lay across Bai Xin's long neck.

"You are really bad, you can't take a joke, no wonder my little junior sister doesn't like you."

Forget it, he is the most kind-hearted person, and he is also reluctant to let children be sad.

The future is long, I won't send you to heaven today, Shuangxue said.

"What is this duck?"

Feng Yin caught the white goose that someone forcibly stuffed into her arms, and was about to throw out the ugly thing in her arms.

"It's your sister's pet."

Ok, thank goodness I didn't lose it.

Although she was suspicious of Shuangxue's unreliable mouth, when she heard that it was related to her younger sister, Feng Yin still carefully looked up and down the things in her arms.

No matter how you look at it, she is ordinary, not to mention that she has no special talent and blood, and she is not particularly good-looking.

Feng Yin wondered: "So what the hell is this duck?"

How did he climb to the eighth level of qi training when his spiritual wisdom was not yet developed!
"It's not a duck."

Shuang Xue was a little more serious, and said, "It's called Chou Chou. Although it is a little ugly now, it is a real white goose."

Someone has no eyesight and can't tell ducks from geese, he won't say who it is.

"Don't dislike it, or my junior sister will be unhappy when she finds out."

Feng Yin wonders, don't look at others with disdain for yourself!
"It's just young, and it will grow up one day." Shuangxue picked up the fishing rod on the ground with a bright smile.

Leaving the Nether Blood Sea, Feng Buyi looked at Chou Chou and clicked his tongue in amazement, even with his eyesight, he couldn't see anything strange about the duckling in front of him.

"No matter how you look at it, it's just the most common ugly duck. It's so edible that it didn't get stuffed to death!"

Feng Buyi's pretty eyebrows and eyes were a little sad, and he didn't quite understand how his little granddaughter would fall in love with such an ugly and useless thing.

It must be the fault of Tianxiao being too poor, there are no good things at all, and the rare and exotic birds in the ancestral nest, if you catch them casually, are hundreds of times more beautiful and powerful than this ordinary goose.

His granddaughter of Feng Buyi, what is that?He is the son of Lord Feng, the heir to the throne, and he will be the one who will lead all the souls of the ancestral nest in the future.

She will be the most dazzling pearl in the world, with a splendid appearance, sitting in the brightest palace for nine days.

Their ashes deserve better, the best.

"Forget it, being able to eat is a blessing, and staying alive is also a skill." Feng Buyi said with a long sigh.

It means that my family has a big business and can afford this useless waste.

After returning to the ancestral nest, I have seen better ones. I guess this duck will be left behind by my granddaughter.

"So did Shuangxue tell you what this is?"

Feng Yin was still angry and ignored him.

Feng Buyi smiled and said: "There's nothing to be angry about. If you lose, you lose."

After all, he is still young, and he doesn't understand the simple truth of beating him back next time he loses.

Knowing deeply that her grandfather also couldn't keep her mouth shut, Feng Yin just wanted to get out of this place that was fueling the fire immediately.

He took a deep breath, carefully recalled the conversation with Shuangxue, and put a very mocking smile on his mean lips.

"He said it was just small."

"One day, it will grow into a noble, elegant, and most beautiful white swan, blinding the eyes of all those who once underestimated it."

When that day comes, it will soar freely in the sky.

Nothing can bind it anymore.

"What is that, you ask?"

Shuangxue smiled happily. His hair was like flowing clouds and soft mist, and his white clothes were better than snow.

His eyes are filled with the skylight falling through the ice edge, and the sound is clear and clean, like the gurgling sound of melting glacier after encountering spring wind.

"It's my baby."

It is extremely painful to hit someone with a broken fishing rod.

How much it hurts depends on what the person holding the fishing rod looks like.

Who said that if the fishing line is broken, no fish can be hooked?

　Fishing is really fun, but the sun is so bright today that it is almost drying out.

　　
　
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