The cave is actually myself

Chapter 43 Throwing the Gourd

The handsome monk watched the two-headed monk who came with him explode into countless pieces of flesh and blood, feeling extremely sad in his heart.

The two-headed four-armed monk was a close friend of the elder in his family. This time he was invited by him to enter the secret realm together. Originally, when they were separated alone, they were already at the advanced level of Qi training, and after being combined, they would be comparable to the monks in the early stages of foundation building.

Unexpectedly, I met two equally extraordinary high-level qi-training monks. One of them was even more alienated. The strange eyeballs on his body were uncontrollable, causing the two-headed monks to be contaminated without taking good precautions, and they eventually died together. .

The handsome monk suppressed the fear in his heart and approached the battlefield of three people. He tried not to look at the broken and scarlet eyeballs and slowly collected the two-headed monk's body that was exploded everywhere.

"Uncle Chen..."

Although the uncle Chen in his mouth practiced strange skills, he was very kind to him. As long as he could remember, Uncle Chen taught him spells and gave him protective weapons.

Recalling how Uncle Chen took care of him in the past, the delicate monk couldn't help crying.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

While collecting the mutilated corpses, a green and simple gourd suddenly came into view.

The gourd still had some traces of blood on it from the explosion.

Raise sword gourd!Third grade!The blood stains on it may still belong to Uncle Chen...

Thinking of this, Qingxiu monk felt sad again.

"Woo woo woo... goose goose goose..."

He quickly put the gourd into his storage bag.

There should be another sword-raising gourd with Uncle Chen's flesh and blood possibly on it. I must find it!
A strange sound of crying or laughter came from the delicate monk's mouth. He passed over the broken pieces of flesh and blood on the ground and carefully searched for traces of the second sword-raising gourd.

"Found it!" Not long after, he saw another sword-raising gourd lying in the grass nearby. The sword intention penetrated and cut the grass into sections.

Just when the handsome monk was about to grab the sword-raising gourd, a piece of paper stretched out from his side and easily swept the sword-raising gourd away.

Brother Qingxiu looked along the paper tape, and a two-foot-tall masked paper man pulled back his little hand, and he kept throwing the gourd with the sword into the air, and the sword intent in the gourd was shaking endlessly.

"The mysterious paper man from last time!"

The handsome monk stopped, with a trace of struggle in his eyes, but when he recalled the last time in the cave, when the masked paper man easily killed the red-eyed monk, his eyes quickly returned to clarity.

If the two high-level qi-training uncles are still there, they may still be able to fight together. If you are alone, you can say that you have no chance of winning. You can get a sword-raising gourd and you will be satisfied!

Lu Yuan controlled the little paper man, floating around the outside of the cave, while constantly throwing the sword gourd.

He was going to use these two mature sword-raising gourds to make Dongfu famous.

The good fortune of a delicate monk is good in itself, and the middle-level cultivation base of Qi training can forcibly resist the high-level monks of Qi training. Lu Yuan was deeply impressed by the ancient mirror in his hand.

Furthermore, being able to invite two high-level qi-training monks to come to the cave together, it is estimated that the power in Cangxing City is quite good, and they can take on the important task of advertising the cave.

Another way to raise a sword gourd is to send it out in another way.

Soon, the third-grade sword-raising gourd attracted the attention of more than a dozen monks. The bold ones followed the paper man directly, while the cautious ones hung far away, keeping a relatively safe distance.

The temptation of the third-grade sword-raising gourd was too great. In the end, a fat monk with an intermediate level of Qi training couldn't control his inner greed, and threw ten talismans at the little paper figurine.

The little paper man chuckled and dodged all the talismans lightly. His little hand continued to lengthen, and he lightly touched the arm of the fat monk who threw out the talismans.

The entire arm's skin, flesh and bones, including the bones, instantly turned into something like white paper. The little paper man moved his mouth slightly and blew a gentle breath. The arm shattered into countless confetti in the air.

The fat monk howled in pain.

The strange ability of the little paper man immediately restored many greedy monks to their sanity, and they scattered everywhere to observe the movements of the little paper man.

"This time it's just a slight punishment. Next time you attack me, the price won't be your arm, but your entire body."

The little paper man grabbed the sword-raising gourd with one hand and quickly wrote on his body with the other.

I haven't practiced calligraphy for a while, and my handwriting is a lot jerky, and my handwriting is crooked.

"As long as you don't take the initiative to attack me and the cave, I may not hurt you. As for the possibility, it depends on my mood."

The little paper man who focused on practicing calligraphy was writing faster and more neatly.

"Do you want this third-grade sword-raising gourd?"

After erasing a large section of writing on its body, it quickly wrote a seductive sentence.

The sword-raising gourd falling from the air fell straight into its hand, as if it had fallen into the hearts of the many monks present.

"I want to ask, senior, how can I get this sword-raising gourd?"

Finally, seeing that the little paper man meant no harm, someone had the courage to ask.

"Is it just one person who wants it?"

The little paper man added a naughty expression with his tongue hanging out behind the writing.

"I!"

"I want too!"

"Senior saw me!"

"Senior Paperman, I don't want to raise a sword gourd. I just want to ask Senior to transform me into a paperman body!"

...What kind of two-spined salamander thought...

Lu Yuan secretly complained, ignored this obviously discordant voice, and continued to control the little paper man to write on his body.

"So many people want it...but there is only one sword-raising gourd.

Otherwise, everyone here will fight each other, and whoever survives until the end will give the sword-raising gourd to whom? "

Under everyone's surprised glances, the little paper man quickly erased this line of writing.

"No, this is too dark and doesn't fit in with my cuteness.

Let's do this. You all stand together and don't move. Anyone who acts without authorization will be eliminated.

I'll just throw it to you. Whoever you hit will keep the sword gourd. If you're not convinced, you can come to me. "

Everyone quickly accepted this suggestion and gathered together, motionless, their eyes following the gourd, and looking nervously at the little paper man.

The sword-raising gourd was gently thrown by the little paper figurine.

In everyone's eager and expectant eyes, a snap fell directly on Ma Mingyuan's head.

Ma Mingyuan ignored the pain and was so happy that he quickly put the sword-raising gourd into his storage bag.

The moment he took it in, his eyes seemed to catch a glimpse of a piece of paper on the gourd, but the time was too fast and he didn't have time to examine it carefully.

"Well, the sword-raising gourd has been given to the luckiest monk.

Next, please leave this secret realm. The time limit is only half an hour. If you exceed the time limit, the consequences will be unpredictable.

By the way, as a reminder, after leaving the secret realm, any of your actions have nothing to do with me. "

Ma Mingyuan's heart suddenly tightened, and he looked around at the obvious or obscure sights coming from these words, and smiled helplessly.

It seems that after returning, I will need to replenish my blood essence again...

(End of this chapter)