Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

Shangguan Yubo and Zhuo Baifeng, as the true biography of Taiyizong, have seen many Daoji monks.

The lack of awe of the outsiders, the Dao Foundation of the Xiaomen Ministries, is also natural.

But this does not mean that they will underestimate the strength of Monk Daoji.

In fact.

It is because of their knowledge and knowledge that they are more aware of the gap between themselves and the Daoji monk.

A step difference is a world of difference!

Just like the senior Mo in front of him.

Although he was a disciple of the Cangyu School who was proving the Dao, his background was quite profound, and his spells were like moving clouds and flowing water.

As soon as the spiritual mind moves, the heavens and the earth follow together, and the complex shadow-returning curse can be released by raising your hand.

The magic eye is so superb, the eyes are like colored glaze, it seems that they have reached the realm of insight into the Cang Ming.

Even the Nine Fire Dragon that was restrained by the Fire-Eating Flying Ants just now had extremely terrifying power.

If it is against each other.

Together, the two are not enemies of each other.

But for such a character, the magic sword sacrificed was only a middle-grade magic weapon, which made people surprised.

The two were shocked, but the fire-eater flying ants in the distance would not stop.

After losing the fire dragon to swallow them, they turned around, ‘humming’ trembling and rushing towards the three of them.

"Zheng!"

The sword groaned softly.

The sound was fluttering, lingering, and endless aftertaste, which made Shangguan Yubo's expressions stunned.

next moment.

Do not ask to control the Yinfeng Shadowless Sword calmly, depicting the cloud and haze scene with the illusory cold and cold sword light.

The clouds are rising and the haze is flying, as if the sun is rising, a ray of red light illuminates the sky.

Eight sceneries of the coffin!

Under the attack of the fire-eater flying ants all over the sky, the clouds drifted away, the sword intent rose, and countless spirit insects fell silently.

The flying ants flew to one another, like moths fighting a fire, with an aura of death and death, endlessly.

The haze of Yunlan turns into a cascading cloud barrier, rolling endlessly, with a sense of magic and longevity.

The flying ants all over the sky swallowed the power of all things, and under this long-distance sword intent, it was finally eclipsed.

Countless spirit insects rustled down.

The sword light surged forward, spreading across the sky, covering the mountains and rocks, and constantly invading toward the inside.

"Wow..."

After a while, the clouds dispersed, revealing the indifferent expression as always, Mo Qiu's figure standing rustling in the wind.

Around him, countless corpses of spirit worms looked like red dust, undulating with the wind.

The rock in the front cracked silently, revealing a huge hole and a nest of flying ants.

There was silence in the court.

Shangguan Yubo's eyes shrank, and he tried desperately to suppress the shock in his heart to not let his face fade.

Zhuo Baifeng was surprised.

The two looked at each other and slowly retracted their eyes.

They are extraordinary monks, well-informed, and self-understanding how brilliant the unquestionable swordsmanship is.

With the sword of affection, the sword of heart blends.

Combining the principles of kendo with one's own divine will, and interpreting the changes to the extreme.

Such swordsmanship is close!

There are only a handful of Taiyizong, many Daoji monks who can have this level of swordsmanship.

It's a pity that the sword art is a bit worse.

If you use the Big Dipper Seven Killing Sword to perform this kind of swordsmanship, you should be able to spread the killing intent in all directions, without the need for sword aura to show its might, just the Big Dipper killing intent, you can kill all the fire-devouring flying ants here.

Today, there are still many remaining.

certainly.

This is just their opinion.

"Om..."

Inside and below the mountain, the tremor sounded again, and wisps of red smoke fluttered outward.

It is the remaining fire-eater flying ants.

It's just that the remaining number of flying ants is just a drop in the bucket compared to before.

There is no need to ask for a move, Shangguan Yubo and the two can easily kill them.

Mo Qiu raised his hand, just about to do it, suddenly his eyebrows were slightly raised, and he turned his head to look into the distance.

"Friends of Taoism, be merciful!"

In the sky, a colorful escape light flew quickly, and fell in front of the three of them in the sky.

The light faded away, revealing a beautiful woman with a slightly anxious expression, bowing to Moqiu:

"The concubine is Siheng, Qingyun Palace walked away, and met fellow daoists."

Sandao.

That is to say, disciples and monks with art investment, just like unquestioning.

"Fairy Si, something?"

"Yeah." Si Heng nodded, and the tape pleaded:

"Friends, I don't know if this fire-eating flying ant can be left to the concubine's body, and the concubine's body is willing to exchange it with spiritual things."

"Fairy wants a spiritual worm here?" Moqiu's eyes moved slightly.

He didn't intend to kill all fire-eater flying ants, after all, such spirit worms are also rare.

If not, it has been resolved in one go.

"Not bad." Si Heng said anxiously:

"The concubine was born in the land of Witch Gu, and I have some methods for raising spirit worms. I also hope that fellow Daoists will raise their hands high."

"Spirit worm, it's okay to give a fairy." Mo Qiu nodded slowly, and said again:

"But mother worm, I want to stay."

In the ant nest, there must be a female worm.

It can even be said that countless flying ants are clones of the female worms, and all the actions of flying ants are controlled by the female worms.

And the things on the female worms are of great use.

"Mother worm?" Si Heng was struggling, obviously very reluctant, after thinking about it, finally asked:

"I don't know, can I take a little blood?"

"It's okay." Mo begged.

"Thank you fellow daoist!"

Si Heng was overjoyed, and then flicked his wrist, and a jade bracelet flew to many fire-eater flying ants.

"Om..."

The jade bracelet trembled lightly in the air, and the surrounding air suddenly stagnated, and there was a huge suction force in the void.

This suction power is not weak for the monks, and the tiny flying ants are even more impossible to resist.

Suddenly.

The smoke gathered by countless flying ants was sucked over, and gradually disappeared in the jade bracelet.

After a while.

Except for the white jade bracelet that turns red, there is nothing unusual. Many flying ants here have disappeared.

When Shangguan Yubo saw this, they sighed slightly in their hearts.

Compared with the Daoji monks, no matter their strength or means, they are far too weak after all.

This is true even for Daoji casual repairs.

At this time, Mo Qiu had taken a thumb-sized white meat insect from the ant nest.

This thing is the mother insect of the fire-eater flying ant.

Si Heng hurried forward, took out a bamboo awn-like object and inserted it into the mother's body, and drew a few drops of blood.

"Thank you fellow daoist!"

Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief:

"Actually, I have been looking for this thing around here for a long time, but I didn't expect them to be hidden here?"

"Oh." Moqiu's eyes moved slightly:

"Fairy knows there are fire-eating flying ants nearby?"

"Not bad." Si Heng nodded:

"You Daoyou Mo can't go out of retreat for many years. I don't know that in the past two years, several medicine gardens in the vicinity have all died for no reason."

"I found traces of fire-eating flying ants in it. I don't want them to be so cunning, but the hiding place is here."

"It seems that it was Mo's luck." Looking at the mother worm in his hand for a moment, Mo Qiu smiled and put it away:

"Si Fairy sits in the nearby medicine garden?"

"Exactly!" Si Heng nodded when he heard the words, as if he was so excited because of the benefits he had just received:

"It's hard for Dao friends to get out of it. You might as well sit and sit together. I have some spiritual things. Friends can choose a few as rewards for the worms."

"This..." Mo Qiu thought about it and nodded:

"It's better to be respectful than fate."

He really needs foreign objects urgently now, and being able to communicate with the channel is also good for practicing.

What's more, he is also very interested in Refining Gu and Yu Beast.

…………

On the auspicious clouds.

Mo Qiu and Si Heng stood side by side, while Shangguan Yubo and Zhuo Baifeng voluntarily gave in.

However, Si Heng did not neglect the two of them, and was quite envious of their talents.

Mo Qiu also learned from her that although this woman was lucky enough to obtain Dao Ji, but because of her practice, she was still in the early days of Dao Ji for a hundred years. She had no hope in her path and offended her enemy, so she took refuge in Taiyi Sect.

There are many similar people in Taiyizong.

But without exception, no one got the true story. This is not because Xie Liuyun deliberately deceived it.

"Um!"

Just as Xiangyun was about to fly out of the pharmacy, the noise below caused me to bow his head:

"what happened?"

"It seems to be, someone wants to break in?" Zhuo Baifeng raised an eyebrow, and the soundtrack was surprised:

"What a courage!"

"It's really courageous." Si Heng chuckled lightly.

The medicine garden is the important place of the sect, not to mention outsiders, even the disciples of the sect, they are not allowed to enter.

Nowadays, there are people who want to break in.

and.

Or two mortals!

"What are you doing?" At the entrance, a little fat man with a short stature yelled:

"Master Li Chunxian of Chunyang Palace said in person that as long as we can come, we will definitely be able to approve the teacher, and we will be favored by the sect. We can do whatever we want. There is hope in the future."

"If you don't believe it, find someone to come and have a look."

"Boy." A caretaker of the drug garden embraced his arms and said in an angry voice:

"Let's not talk about you two mere mortals, you are so muddy, it is impossible to worship Taiyizong."

"Even if you can, this is not a place to accept disciples. You will have to go west for a few days to get there."

"But..." The little fat man stamped his feet and said:

"The fairy said that as long as you reach the Taiyizong realm, you can approve your identity!"

"Heh!" The guard disciple rolled his eyes:

"Boy, I think you were deceived, then Li Chunyang, I have never heard of it."

"Whatever you want, there is still great hope, what do you think you are?"

Talking, disdain to laugh.

"Don't talk nonsense with him." Several handymen in the field were already impatient, and then someone frowned and reached out and pushed forward:

"Boy, get out!"

"If you run wild here again, I can't spare you!"

"You guys..." The little fat man staggered back, stomping his feet angrily.

"Young Master." Behind him, a little maid in her early ten-years-old, then gently tugged at his sleeve, and said:

"never mind."

"How can I forget it!" The little fat man was angrily:

"We were forcibly taken away from the house by the surnamed Li. We have been running around for more than two years. Now we are homeless. They still refuse to accept it?"

"I...I did it with you!"

"Master, no master!"

The maid tried desperately to intercept it, and the little fat man jumped like thunder, but didn't want to hurt the maid, so she stomped her feet on the spot.

"what happened?"

At this time, an indifferent voice sounded.

"Senior Brother Shangguan, Senior Sister Zhuo!"

"Two seniors!"

The guard disciple looked back, his expression changed immediately, and he said:

"It was two mortals who accidentally broke in, saying that they were going to apprentice. We are driving them away."

"The body is muddy, and there is no spirit." Si Heng glanced at the two of them, shook his head gently, and said indifferently:

"I don't have the talent for spiritual practice, get out."

"Impossible!" The little fat man also saw that the identities of several people were different.

"Master Li Xian said that I have an unusual talent, and I don't need to practice much to prove the Golden Core Avenue."

"Ah……"

Hearing that, even Shangguan Yubo and Zhuo Baifeng couldn't help rolling their eyes.

"Master Li." Mo Qiu asked casually:

"Which Master Li Xian?"

"Pure Yang Palace Li Chun!" the little fat man said.

"Is there such a person in Chunyang Palace?" Mo Qiu looked back and looked at the two Shangguan Yubo.

"This..." The two frowned, lost in thought.

They are from the Beidou Palace, they are not familiar with the people in Chunyang Palace, and the name is definitely not a big man.

"I remember ~www.readwn.com~ Zhuo Baifeng thought for a while and said:

"There is an outer disciple in Chunyang Palace, who seems to be called Li Chun."

"Yes, yes." The little fat man brightened his eyes and said anxiously:

"Master Li said, he is that kind of outside disciple."

"I believe what the outer disciple said." Si Heng shook his head speechlessly:

"Little guy, your body is full of turbidity, and you have bruises. You will live a long time among mortals."

"Get out of here!"

As he said, the long sleeves waved forward, and a gust of wind was about to throw the two of them into the distance.

"Wait!"

Mo Qiu suddenly raised his hand and suppressed the violent wind, his eyes were like flaming colored glaze, falling on the maid in the field.

"She seems a little weird."