Dressed as a treasure hunter, I was spoiled by the gang in the villain's den.

Although Moushu's first trial opponent is a bit reckless, his strength cannot be underestimated.

When the opponent was confirming that this was a real trial platform and not an illusory formation, he stood up bravely as if he had been beaten to death, beating the potato to the point where he could barely resist.

In this battle, Moushu naturally lost to the opponent without a doubt.

After offering the golden cauldron sprouts as the long-promised prize, Moushu lay down on a corner of the competition table and silently swallowed a healing elixir.

Just as she was about to close her eyes and adjust her breathing, her eyes felt a very strong gaze. Looking along the line of sight, she saw her first opponent looking at her right paw in surprise.

Recalling that he had just used his right paw to stuff the elixir into his mouth, Moushu instantly understood why the other party was doing this. He was just curious about her elixir.

But the battle transaction between him and the other party has ended, and Huayu Diao's current appearance is only in the middle stage of foundation building, that is, the middle stage of the fourth level, and is far from the seventh level where he can speak.

Moushu silently shut his mouth to avoid accidentally exposing any flaws.

Unexpectedly, she calmed down. After catching Moushu's gaze, the person opposite him actually treated Moushu as a listener and began to murmur.

From wondering how Miloshu could have elixirs, to wondering why there is this competition platform, from wondering where Miloshu got the Golden Cauldron buds, to wondering why Miloshu got the Golden Cauldron buds, to she has been looking for the Golden Cauldron buds for a long time, and so on.

Always, she didn't care whether Moushu could understand or not respond. She sat cross-legged in a specially designed rest area outside the competition platform and kept talking to Moushu across most of the competition platform.

He only listened to Moushu, and silently turned his head in a different direction, with his butt facing her, hoping to express his resistance and not wanting to listen to her nonsense anymore.

However, the other party couldn't understand her eyes. When she saw Moushu changing direction, she had no intention of stopping and kept going.

She even tried to walk in front of Moushu several times, but unfortunately she was blocked by the barrier of the competition platform and she couldn't get through.

Otherwise, she would have to worry about whether the fur on her body would be protected, and she would not miss it. When the other person looked at her fur, his eyes glowed green, and the tears in his mouth were about to drip.

She knew that look, it was the yearning for Fu Fu. She used to do this when she faced the pair of Liu Ying cubs from Liu Yue Sect. She also liked to hang out with Fu Fu.

But liking it doesn't mean that she likes being fucked. She still cherishes the hair on her body very much as always, and she must not go bald.

However, the other party's nagging was still somewhat useful. While adjusting his breath, Moushu also extracted some useful information.

For example, the opponent's name was Qiu Nuanshu, who was the direct descendant of Chuanyun Sect Jianfeng, the number one sect in Huaiyu Continent. Not long after she entered the school, she happened to encounter the opening of Luofeng Secret Realm, so she followed her closely.

But she didn't expect that she was very unlucky. As soon as she came in, she was separated from her fellow brothers and sisters, and she also walked through various illusions along the way.

It was like a phantom array sensor, one step on it was accurate. It was precisely for this reason that when she met Moushu, she thought that Moushu was also transformed into an illusion, so she immediately chose to strike first.

After getting the golden cauldron bud, she secretly pinched some of the juice and put it in her mouth. Only then did she confirm that it was not from an illusion.

Jinding bud has good body-building effects, but it also has a very powerful feature, that is, the juice is super bitter, hundreds of times more bitter than Coptis chinensis.

And this kind of suffering cannot be created by illusion.

It was precisely because of this that she couldn't hold it back and started chatting a lot with Moushu. It was true that she was feeling bitter in her heart, stomach and mouth, and she needed to vent.

Moushu didn't notice Qiu Nuanshu's little gesture before. When she heard her say this, she shed tears of sympathy for her and looked at her with pity in her eyes.

After thinking about it for a while, Moushu silently took out a sweet fruit from the storage ring and threw it to her, hoping to help her suppress the bitter taste.

Qiu Nuanshu was also a fool. When she saw the sweet potato giving her some fruit, she took it and took a look.

He wiped it casually with his sleeve, pretending it was clean, and then started chewing without hesitation, not worrying that the potato might be a bad person or that the fruit might be defective.

It can only be said that the sweet fruit was indeed the magic weapon that Miao Shu used to coax her cubs when she was in Liuyue Sect. After Qiu Nuanshu finished chewing a sweet fruit, she finally suppressed the bitter taste and no longer felt so bitter in her heart.

Therefore, Qiu Nuanshu, who was no longer surrounded by the bitter taste, wished she could sworn sworn half-sisters to Moushu on the spot. She restrained herself after receiving a cute look from Moushu.

Immediately afterwards, she walked around the competition stage for a few times. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of the still shining light curtain. Her eyes suddenly lit up, and she began to help Moushu shake people.

After all, she is a direct disciple of the first sect. Even if she is just starting out, she still has a lot of resources.

It didn't take long for monks to come over one after another, and Moushu's breathing was also adjusted well.

Soon, the sound of fighting sounded again on the competition stage.

What was different from before was that there were many more onlookers on the competition stage, and some were cheering excitedly. Among them, the one who shouted most excitedly and loudly was none other than Qiu Nuanshu.

After all, this was the first time she had been on the test stand seriously. Moushu was lacking in every aspect. In the previous battles, she almost always ended in failure.

If the competition platform had not been protected and restricted by Luo Fengxian Zun, Moushu was almost pierced with a sword when fighting a casual cultivator.

It can be said to be very thrilling, and Moushu himself was shocked.

Fortunately, she has a character that gets braver every time she is frustrated. After being frightened, she returned to normal in a moment, her eyes brightened, and her fighting spirit became stronger.

Of course, her experience in fighting enemies is also increasing.

Seeing this scene, Immortal Luo Feng, who originally only planned to let her go out to play for a while, also silently extended this moment.

Later, she even gradually let go of her protection, allowing her to truly face the battle.

After this, it was more than a month again. From the beginning, Moushu was a little in a hurry and would be injured every time, but now he is able to defeat his opponents with ease and protect himself.

The whole person's aura has undergone earth-shaking changes, especially during the battle. When he stands on the stage, even if he is small, his aura is not inferior to that of those experienced monks.

Finally, after defeating his opponent again and kicking him off the competition platform, Moushu felt his whole body loosen up, and the level of cultivation seemed to be loosened.

Immortal Luo Feng, who was always paying attention to her, immediately sensed that she was about to break through. With a wave of his hand, all irrelevant characters were swept away a hundred meters away.

A huge barrier and thick fog also rose here, preventing others and other beasts from approaching, and also blocking their sight.