clear water paradise

Chapter 3 Dwarf tiger with dysentery head, there are black and white beautiful men

A hundred steps southeast of the creek, there is a hill.

The fat man who was wrestling with the black wild boar did not see it, and the figure flickered on the mountainside.

In the hidden place on the mountainside, there are two extremely handsome young men lurking.

One of the men was wearing pitch-black leather armor, with a slender figure and long flowing hair.

The other man was wearing snow-white light armor, and his legs were too long, which made his body proportions look a little weird.

"Dwarf tiger, shoot your arrows and kill that fat man." The man in black said indifferently, as if killing people was commonplace for him.

"Mangy head, don't call me a dwarf tiger again!"

The handsome man in white got angry and specially stretched his long legs.

"You call me dysentery again, and we will no longer be friends in this life!"

The handsome man in black was also angry, and reached out to stroke his long flowing hair.

It can be seen that the two have carefully shaped their spirit bodies, and their appearance, body and even hairstyle have changed.

This is also human nature, and everyone has a love for beauty.Many people who come to the Clear Water Paradise will shape their spiritual bodies to be picturesque. The men are often handsome men in the jade tree and the wind, and the women are also beautiful and beautiful.

A black and fat man like Yunlang is simply a stream of clear water in the paradise.

The dwarf tiger and the mangy head, no, the handsome man in white and the handsome man in black seemed to have known each other for a long time. After a short argument, the two reconciled as before.

The handsome man in white was holding a longbow, his gaze was like an eagle, and he could see far away. He said in his mouth, "That fat man doesn't even have a decent set of weapons and armor. Look at him, he is dressed in novice clothes, and he doesn't have much money. Killing him is a waste of my iron feather arrows." .”

The handsome man in black said: "He can fight the black spirit pig head-on, and he has some skills. He is a ninth-rank spirit beast. From my point of view, this fat man can deal with the black spirit pig so easily, and he has dozens of trial merits to say the least. Kill him, and his merit is ours."

The handsome man in white showed disdain: "We are masters of the ninth rank, can we pursue a little bit, and you can look up to this kind of rookie with dozens of points of merit? Let's go, change places, and find a big fat sheep. I don't have one or two hundred points of merit, I'm too lazy to do it."

The handsome man in black scolded: "Your heart is higher than the sky, and your life is thinner than paper. Do you understand what grasshopper legs are also meat? If you can't collect [-] meritorious deeds, we will have to wait another three years."

Speaking of this, the handsome man in black said with a sad tone: "Everyone has only three chances to come to the Clear Water Paradise for trials in a lifetime. I have already been eliminated twice. If I am eliminated again this time, I will not be able to enter the Clear Water Paradise again in this life. !"

Hearing the words, the handsome man in white was touched, and his expression became solemn: "Forget it, after he recovers the black spirit pig and earns meritorious service, I will send him back to his hometown with one arrow."

The handsome man in black was relieved, he was quite confident in his companion's archery skills.

The beautiful man in white, who was bending his bow and nodding his arrow, suddenly staggered, with an extremely strange expression on his face: "What kind of monster is that fat man, he has no spiritual power fluctuations in his body, and he used brute force to push the black spirit pig back more than a dozen steps? Although the black spirit pig is only from the ninth rank, it has a strength of nine hundred catties in a close-range collision, if the beast is allowed to sprint from a distance, and the strength exceeds a thousand catties, even a regular ninth-rank spirit may not be able to stop it."

Seeing the black spirit pig keep retreating and drawing a long and narrow gully on the ground, the handsome man in black was also a little surprised: "Impossible, the person who can come to the clear water paradise must be a water spirit. Without the blessing of spiritual power, he Can't come to the place of trial."

The handsome man in white said proudly: "Don't forget that the spiritual seal I opened is Eagle Eye, I will definitely not mistake it."

The handsome man in black's expression froze, as if he had thought of something: "I heard that a master of the sixth rank has a strong physical body, no need to mobilize spiritual power, and can be powerful with a single punch. Could it be that the fat man is a powerful person who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger? "

The handsome man in white nodded in agreement: "It's possible, there are many masters pretending to be rookies in Clear Water Paradise. Let's take a look again, be careful not to overturn the boat in the gutter."

The two of them lurked again, and their eyes were irritated by the fat black man in the distance.

I saw the fat man by the creek grabbing a pig's trotter with one hand, just like a child holding a puppet pig, and slamming it on the ground.

While smashing, the fat man criticized and educated the pig: "Brother Pig, you are wrong. I just wanted to compare my strength with you, but you actually showed your fangs and stabbed me."

The fat man who taught the black boar was immersed in a wonderful state.

The black spirit pig in front of him was the most powerful beast he had ever encountered in his life.

The stronger the impact force of the wild boar, the stronger the power Fatty himself arouses.

Under this stimulation, Fatty felt a mysterious force awakening in his body.

Not long after, the howling black spirit pig completely died.

Fatty thought he was dreaming, and he didn't intend to eat wild boar. He was about to turn around and leave when the mysterious voice in the sky suddenly sounded.

"Congratulations, Your Excellency, for beheading the ninth-grade black spirit pig. Do you want to recover it in situ?"

To be honest, the fat man didn't understand the meaning of the other party's words.

But he knew that he was faced with a multiple-choice question, choosing between "yes" and "no".

So he nodded tentatively: "Yes."

As soon as the words fell, an incredible scene appeared.

The space distorted for a while, and the black spirit pig, covered in cuts and bruises, turned into a smear of blood and disappeared strangely.

The fat man thought to himself that this was a dream. If such a thing happened in reality, he might not have seen a ghost in broad daylight.

He wasn't too surprised, but instead had a strange sense of familiarity, as if he had experienced this kind of scene before.

After the black spirit pig dissipated, the voice of the guiding angel came again:

"Successfully recovered from the ninth-grade spirit beast, you will get 9 points of trial merit."

Before the fat man could react, the voice added:

"The meritorious service building has been activated, please check it yourself."

In the sky, a mirage appeared.

The fat man had seen mirages on the sea before, but he had never seen such a weird one.

It was an open nine-story building, like a towering pagoda.

The doors on the rear eight floors of the tall building are closed, and only the doors on the first floor at the bottom are wide open.

The fat man looked up and encountered a strange thing.

He didn't go into the so-called building of meritorious deeds. He took a quick glance at it from a long distance, and he could see everything on the first floor at a glance.

What he thinks of as "seeing" is actually a kind of mind browsing.

In the blink of an eye, the fat man browsed through thousands of items, and his mind was filled with a wealth of information.

The first floor of the Merit Building is divided into three areas.

In the first area, there are many bookshelves with thousands of books of different thicknesses.

The fat man could clearly see the words on the cover of each book, and he was very fortunate that his father had taught him how to read.

Among the ancestors of the small fishing village, there was one who was selected as a scholar, and brought a copy of "Thousand Characters" when he was reduced to a deserted island.Later generations were worse than the previous generation, and fewer and fewer people could read and write in the village. Old man Yun just loved reading and didn't like fishing, so he was disliked by others since he was a child.

From those covers, the fat man saw incomprehensible words.

"The first level of "Nine Suns Divine Art", [-] trial merits can be exchanged for."

"The first stage of "Six Meridians Excalibur", [-] trial merits can be exchanged for."

"The first level of "Lingbo Weibu", [-] trial merits can be exchanged."

"The first level of "Northern Darkness Divine Art"..."

Fatty didn't have much interest in reading, so he just skipped it.

Not to mention the expensive books, the content is too complicated to understand.

The things displayed in the second area aroused his strong interest.

In that area, there are all kinds of weapons, as well as armor, leather armor, helmet, chain mail and other armor.

"The Yitian Sword, a ninth-grade spiritual weapon, can be exchanged for a thousand trial merits."

"Dragon Slaying Knife, Ninth Grade Spiritual Weapon, exchange for merits of a thousand trials."

"A parting hook, a ninth-grade spiritual weapon, and a thousand trial merits in exchange."

"Little Li Feidao, a ninth-grade spiritual weapon..."

So what, when I first came up, the title of the book was full of the breath of the club, and I could only silently envy all the bosses who have been to the club.

(End of this chapter)