Too ruthless, I will become a group favorite in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 89: Bai Xiaosheng Reappears

When Dao Xu and Wang Jing appeared, they still looked as usual, with a fluttering appearance, which was in stark contrast to a group of low-level monks who were talking loudly.

Mu Anran thought bitterly: What's so good about pretending, it didn't come out of a latrine!

Does it mean it didn't happen?
When maggot piles appear, someone always thinks of an exit.It was the time when the monks left Luo Lingyao's cave one after another.

Without exception, they all have long nightmares.

With a livid face, Yu Lan came to bid farewell to Mu Anran.

"Why are you going?" Mu Anran had some guesses in his mind.

"Crossing the Luo River to go to the Beast Controlling Sect, I've dragged on long enough."

Can't delay any longer.

Yu Lan, the heroine, is a genius of beast control, and she can only learn things in the beast control sect.

Mu Anran gave her the sound transmission talisman, "If you have anything to do, you can contact me. I think you will only have a golden core for a hundred years. Don't forget to let me know when the time comes."

Yu Lan neither agreed nor refused, and stared at Mu Anran with a complicated expression.

Although she is not very old, she always puts on the appearance of an elder and speaks earnestly, which also gives her a sense of solidity that will never harm her.

Hope that is the case.

Yu Lan said goodbye to her.

As more people came out, the towns at the head and tail of the Ten Thousand Beast Mountain Range were full of complaints.

"I have never seen such a cave that makes people lose money!"

The benefits and benefits are not reaped, and there are a lot of nausea and nausea.

Mu Anran listened to these voices but didn't care.

Anyway, she'll get it.

This trip can be said to be rewarding, and the cultivation base of two or three small stages in a row is the greatest gift.

If she is allowed to cultivate by herself, it will take a hundred years.

Now she has reached the Dzogchen Foundation Establishment, and even some spiritual power has not been fully absorbed by her.

All this depends on Dao Xu's mud shadow.

It's a pity that this clay figure belonged to Dao Xu after all, she always had some prejudices in her heart, and she didn't fully absorb it.

Of course, there are also reasons why you don't want to be promoted to Jindan without any preparation.

At this time she was staying in an inn, and Wang Jing had been pestering Daoxu to go to the Shenbi when she first came out of the cave.

The ones with her now are of course her good brother and Yan Yingdaojun who was found later.

The good brother didn't want to talk to her, and Mu Anran was happy.

It seems that everyone has not slowed down yet, and the monks who did not enter the cave gloated and talked about it.

Maybe there are people like Mu Anran Yulan who have benefited from it, but that is definitely a minority, and most people suffer from blood loss.

It was also because of such a special cave that its legend was still circulating when Lu Yanling and others came later.

After Mu Anran practiced the foundation-building Dzogchen spell and consolidated his cultivation, he finally freed up to do what he wanted to do.

She took out the array disk with the highest specifications in the storage bag. It is said that this is the array disk that even the monks who have crossed the robbery are not afraid of prying.

Her cheap mother was really nice to her.

She thought that there would be no Mahayana monks in this place, so she stacked up a few arrays to be on the safe side, then took out the skin of the Wuxu Beast, and disappeared into the room without a sound.

The bright moon was in the sky, and the night was a bit muggy.

It has been several months since the mighty trip to the blood loss cave, the weather is very hot, and the night is not necessarily cool.

In the far corner of Shouyun City, Hammering Cliff was extremely hot.

Fang Ling looked at his former house and squatted under the hammering cliff. The scorching heat made him sweat uncontrollably, but he stared at the hammer in a daze.

He spent all the spirit stones he had saved before.

He originally wanted to hunt monsters, but he heard that there was a cave in the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range.

He didn't want to be involved, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to come out for ten days and a half months and miss the clue.

Fang Ling just wanted to stay here.

If possible, it would be better to let him live in a familiar house.

The busy Qixiu who was coming and going had a strange look in his eyes, his skin was tense, and he didn't lift his head.

He hates unfamiliar environments, and even more hates standing in a crowd, and hates being stared at.

He just wants to live alone, in a familiar room, and it is best to die in a familiar corner.

Gradually, the night became darker, and the monks were not affected by the day and night, but the dense crowds of Hammer Cliff were all on the mountain.

And he crouched in the corner.

Suddenly, Fang Ling felt a burst of darkness.

He looked up, startled.

At some point, there stood a dark black figure in front of him, with a messy appearance, but bent over and stared at him for an unknown how long.

stare……

Fang Ling realizes that it has no eyes.

Yet the feeling of being stared at is so strong.

Fang Ling suddenly thought of something, pulled out the hammer and hit the black figure with all his strength.

"is it you!"

The attack missed.

The taciturn Qi Xiu's eyes were red, and he couldn't stop attacking, "Is it you!"

The attacks fell through.

Qi Xiu raised his momentum and stared at the black figure.

"Hey, you're not going to blow yourself up, are you?"

Fang Ling turned a deaf ear, his head was filled with one thought.

is it him!is it him!
That's how he should look.

He should be evil incarnate!

That's why you can take him away!

That's why you can take him away from him!

The black figure raised his hand, very innocently, "Calm down, tell me where your real enemy is, okay?"

Fang Ling panted heavily, "Who are you?"

"It's not your enemy anyway."

The black figure sat on the boulder and got up again from the heat, "The time has come, I'm here to do a business with you."

Fang Ling looked at him fixedly, "What can you tell me?"

The person in front of him had a strange background and seemed to be talking nonsense, but Fang Ling refused to miss one.

The black figure shook his head, "How about you, you can call me Bai Xiaosheng, I know everything about the world."

"Why did you come to me? Did you come to see my joke?"

The black figure clicked his tongue, "Everyone says I'm not your enemy anymore! You've been chasing him for so long, and he's been hiding his head and showing his tail for so many years, doesn't it just mean that his cultivation is not as good as yours! Why are you still so stubborn!"

It blames him.

Fang Ling finally calmed down.

That's right, his enemy is a young boy who hides his head and shows his tail, and he dare not do that.

Fang Ling suddenly didn't understand why he thought that way.

Perhaps it was the disgust that arose spontaneously upon seeing the figure in front of him.

He glanced at it repellingly, and asked, "Where is my enemy?"

"Hey, you're really welcome, and you're not worried about my plans."

Fang Ling squatted up, "I have nothing to plot, I am nothing."

Could it be worse?
The black figure squatted with him, "It's said to be a deal, you have to pay me first."

"it is good!"

"Hey, do you know what the reward is?"

"Anything is fine!"

Even if he has nothing.

The black figure sighed, as if there was really nothing he could do about it, "I just made a loss-making business, so please forgive me for asking you to pay before doing anything."

"what would you like?"

"You don't have anything, and you know a Dao heart and your past experience."

Fang Ling said, "I have no Dao heart."

A tool repairer who doesn't think about refining tools is a waste.

How can a weapon cultivator who doesn't want to refine weapons still have a heart?
"Then give me the most precious memory of your past."

The annoying black figure said, "Remember, it is your most precious memory. Selling your most precious things to buy my news is the meaning of Bai Xiaosun's existence."

(End of this chapter)