After the witch was reborn, she made all the talented people in the world of cultivation cry.

Ice swamps are difficult to develop because the conditions here are very special.

Poisonous gas is everywhere. If you use fairy power, it will accelerate the erosion of the body by the poisonous gas, and it will also cause damage to the Dantian.

If you don't use your fairy power and dig slowly with a hoe and a hammer, the speed will definitely be very slow.

Ye Lige declined the unintentional kindness and first tried the fairy spiritual power. After discovering that the blood lotus seeds in the Dantian began to have fun, she felt confident.

"Time waits for no one. Since there are blood lotus seeds to help me, and since I am not afraid of poisonous gas, I can speed up the excavation!"

Reclaiming the ice swamp is just a gimmick. The real purpose is to find a poison called ice mist grass that grows in the ice swamp. This poison is also the life-saving thing that can solve Suo Bao'er's crisis.

Xiao Ke: "Little Fairy, why did you use five hundred puppets to help you cultivate land?"

He just couldn't figure it out. There was obviously a more labor-saving and more convenient way, so why did he have to suffer so much?

Ye Lige chipped away a piece of ice the size of a millstone with a hoe, and something black fell out with a crash.

Then, Ye Lige quietly put it into a special storage bag.

Only then did I have time to reply to Xiaoke's words, "You will never understand the world of the strong. If you haven't cultivated to that level, you will never imagine how incredible it is!"

Therefore, since Lord Yun Gao Xing asked her to reclaim the land personally, in order to save Xiao Suo Bao'er, she would definitely do it herself.

Ye Lige was right. Since Yun Gao Xingjun can sit firmly in Qianyan Cave and know the world without taking a step, he must have some unknown ability.

Immortal Lord Shen Ru saw that Ancestor Yun Gao was holding a large mirror and a small mirror all day long, from morning to night, from night to morning, painting and drawing on her old face that looked like autumn leaves.

Sometimes it's a pale and white clown, sometimes it's a pink dandy, and sometimes it's a big painted face that looks like a paint shop.

In short, in her world, there seems to be nothing else to do except put on makeup.

"How did this ancestor cultivate to this level?"

I really can't understand it. From the whole article, it seems that she has never practiced cultivation.

Even the so-called drug test was just left to Wu Xin and Wu Chou to fiddle around.

Fortunately, the effect is good.

After a few days, Immortal Shen Ru's injury gradually eased, and her originally ailing soul began to recover day after day.

What Immortal Shen Ru didn't know was that the small mirror that was constantly changing in size in Yun Gao Xingjun's hand was not a small mirror in the ordinary sense. The smearing she kept on was not done randomly.

As Ye Lige said, in the world of the strong, please don't make random guesses.

On this day, Yun Gaoxingjun held the hand of Xiao Jing for a moment, then smiled, and the old face covered with makeup fell to the ground.

Yun Gaoxingjun: "Wuxin——"

The voice was not loud, and an afterimage of Wuxin Sayazi, who was ten miles away, ran out.

Although he didn't use fairy power, his speed didn't slow down.

"Lord Xingjun!"

Yun Gao Xingjun held a round fan in his hand and fanned it one after another, neither too fast nor too slowly, "That's right, the eight-nine-breath time is 0.1 breath faster than the last time I increased the speed."

Wuxin grinned happily, "Thank you, Mr. Xingjun, for your compliment!"

Yun Gao Xingjun: "Call the beauty who digs ice from the back mountain!"

Then, he turned over the fan in his hand, and Wu Xin stood in front of Ye Li Ge.

This scene happened to be seen by Immortal Lord Shen Ru who was following her. She blinked her eyes twice in astonishment. There were countless spells in the immortal world, but they all relied on immortal spiritual power or soul power. But how did this ancestor do it? Did it?

Yun Gaoxingjun's eyebrows remained unchanged, "Within twelve more courses of treatment, you can get out!"

It is not easy to recover from an injury to the soul. After being beaten with the divine whip for thirty years, not only was there no timely treatment, but he was also driven into a place like the Valley of the Evil Wind, where the soul could be damaged quickly.

Not knowing what he thought of, Yun Gaoxingjun shook his head helplessly.

When he turned around again, he put on a disgusted expression, "Junior, what is your relationship with that scumbag junior brother of mine?"

what? !

Ye Lige really didn't expect to be asked such a question.

Yun Gaoxingjun frowned, "Is this question difficult to answer?"

Ye Lige: “I just don’t know where to start!”

Yun Gaoxingjun: "Do you hate Moro?"

The boss is the boss, and problems come to a head.

Ye Lige said frankly: "I didn't hate her at first, but she took Jiang Chouya's body and left her in a state of despair. There is cause and effect."

Yun Gao

People who share a common hatred can become temporary confidants.

Yun Gaoxingjun: "I am currently studying a new topic, on how to become the most vicious female supporting character."

Then, she proudly told the story of how she punished Moro in Unzen Palace.

Finally he said: "How is it?"

I am vicious enough, right?

Ye Lige couldn't understand the boss's weird hobbies, but that didn't stop her from expressing her opinion.

He said slowly: "Not so good?"

Yun Gaoxingjun humbly asked for advice, "Do you have a better opinion?"

Ye Lige: "Since your vicious theme is aimed at excrement, why not just soak her in the cesspit?"

It’s Gongtong and so on. Isn’t this a waste of money and people?

Yun Gaoxingjun, "I still have another question, what should I do if she crawls out?"

Ye Lige: "Let me hold a pole and take pictures when the head is exposed. If the head is exposed again, take pictures again."

Having been with her for three to five years, it would be difficult for Mr. Yun Jiang to swallow no matter how strong his taste is.

Yun Gaoxingjun praised, "Such a good idea, why didn't I think of it?"

Ye Lige: "That's because you didn't meet me!"

How else would it be difficult to find a close friend?

Yun Gao

Ye Lige: "Most likely, he hasn't been born yet!"

Yun Gao

Ye Lige's eyes were clear and her little head nodded vigorously, "It's so beautiful!"

Beautiful and wonderful.

The beauty is unprecedented and unprecedented.

Yun Gaoxingjun pouted: "Your cub doesn't think so."

Ye Lige apologized sincerely: "Suo Bao'er is my son. In his eyes, no one in the world is more beautiful than me."

Yun Gaoxingjun was stunned for two breaths and asked again: "How beautiful am I?"

Ye Lige: "It is comparable to beauty!"

Yun Gaoxingjun finally stopped acting weird and looked at Ye Lige blankly, "Do you know Zhu Yan?"

Ye Lige: "The beauty of her beauty is unparalleled in the world. I am lucky enough to have her portrait, and I am astonished by it."

She has a look that sinks like a fish and a wild goose, and looks like a flower shy of a closed moon. They are all beauties in the mortal world.

Zhu Yan is different, because Zhu Yan is a true goddess who enters the Tao through beauty.

However, although the beauty is beautiful, it has become a yesterday's flower in the fairy world.

Because the big shot who entered Taoism through beauty has disappeared, a miscellany once mentioned, “Some people say that the goddess has changed her appearance, and some people say that she has practiced new techniques.

Some people also say that they were retaliated by their enemies and their appearance was disfigured. "

For ordinary people, if their appearance is broken, their appearance will be broken, and their ability to bear it is not that strong.

But the goddess Zhu Yan is different. If she enters the Tao through beauty, it is equivalent to breaking the Taoist heart, which is more serious than killing her.

While sighing and sighing, Ye Lige understood the unfinished meaning... Beauty is destined to die, and her body and soul will disappear!

Ye Lige and Yun Gaoxingjun looked at each other, and both saw a faint smile in each other's eyes.

Yun Gaoxingjun touched each other with his fingers like dry branches, and said in a faint tone, "Maybe we should change our names!"

What's the name?

Yun Gao Xingjun: "Compared to my junior brother Yun Jiang, you are my true junior sister!"

Ye Lige bowed deeply, "I've met senior sister!"