The plot of Cultivation of Immortals is unreliable

With a leap, Bai Tuanzi jumped down from the master's hand, drawing a white curve in the air, Qing Yuan just took a look, then turned around and started discussing with Song Yuandan face to face.

Zhu Huan jumped down and had nowhere to go, so he just found a grass nest and looked for Wuxi in the sea of ​​consciousness.

It’s just that as soon as I entered the Sea of ​​Consciousness, I was shocked by the vastness inside. The last time I came in, because the mutated water spirit root was not complete, it was full of floating ice crystals, and the lake formed by spiritual power was below. times, there was an extra piece of ice crystal-like ground.

There is a piece of land in the middle of the ground that is circled out, and many small mushrooms have grown on it. On it, a man-sized mushroom is floating in the air. That is, this is his sea of ​​consciousness. Only then can he find that these small mushrooms have nothing to do with the sea of ​​consciousness. Relationship, otherwise Zhu Ming will really make a bad face, a piece of mushroom grows in the sea of ​​consciousness, do you want to make soup?

Zhu Min tapped the big mist mushroom, and the mist mushroom slowly woke up. Before he had time to question the other party's unreliability, he was yelled, "Do you know that you almost killed him, you bloody ghost."

Zhu Ming: "..."

In an instant, the heroic, unrestrained, and crisp image of Wu Xi was gone, and...is this what dead ghosts use?

After talking for a while and seeing that Zhu Min didn't respond, Wu Xi stopped, cleaned up the sad expression on her face, and quickly changed back to the armor queen before, "Why did you come in?"

Only then did Zhu Huan reply sincerely, "Women describe their husbands like dead ghosts, and you don't use this properly."

Wu Xi rolled her eyes, "I'm going to be so angry that I'm going to die of anger. I'll just say what I want. I'm learning from you guys anyway."

Zhu Huan said with a more sincere expressionless face: "That's not how love is used."

Wu Xi became angry, "Why do you care about this?"

For a moment, Zhu Huan almost wanted to roar back with a louder voice than Wu Xi, but he held back and gritted his teeth, "So can you shut up, what are you talking about? Why didn't you say that? situation?"

Wu Xi snorted, but her voice was lowered by more than one degree, and she said weakly, "Well, you can't blame me, I'm just a plant demon cultivator, according to your human beings, it's like a mountain, we've never been very angry , I didn't know that your blood came out all of a sudden, and I called you later." Wu Xi's voice became smaller and smaller.

Zhu Huan took a deep breath and let it out. He was also to blame. He didn't know how to find information when he encountered such a cross-race problem.

"Yes, I was wrong, so let's discuss what to do now? I can't just... like this?" Zhu Huan resolutely decided to turn the page.

"First try to control the ability of your blood, which is very similar to controlling your spiritual power, but the path of spiritual power is different. After you control it, you can transform into form. Of course, you can also wait until your body adapts to it. A part of the inheritance has everything on it." Wu Mushroom planned to argue with reason, and hurriedly answered after hearing this.

Zhu Huan gave up waiting for that part of the inheritance that he didn't know if he could use it, and asked Wu Xi to pay attention to the outside, and immediately immersed himself in it, trying to control the domineering power hidden in the blood bit by bit.

After a while, a spot of light passed, and the head of the Caomu Hall appeared in the valley, and he noticed the man in black when he came in. Looking at the temperament around him, he knew that he was not a righteous person, and he had a new friendship with his head. cognition.

In front of outsiders, you still have to show face to the head of the sect. After saluting, Yaoshi Gu smiled and said hello, "The head of the sect has a lot of things to do every day, why are you so relaxed recently?"

Qing Yuan stopped the exchange of spiritual consciousness, left Song Yuandan behind and walked towards him, and threw a token over him, "I have learned something about my practice recently, after leaving for a few months, everything after that will be up to you."

Seeing this, Pharmacist Gu also knew that the man in black was not an outsider, so he quickly put down the airs he was holding, curled his lips in disbelief, and shook his beard, "Why are you going? Find such a high-sounding reason."

"Find something." Qing Yuan still trusts his old friend who has been with him for many years, but that's all.

"What are you looking for and need to go out when you are about to recruit disciples?" Gu Yaoshi frowned.

"It's this time." Qing Yuan's cold voice sounded.

Pharmacist Gu was taken aback.

What should I choose when my sect is accepting apprentices?

Answer: When looking for people who do not need other sects in the sect.

What to look for when people from other sects are not in the sect?

Answer: Things from other sects.

What do you need the head of one sect to find in other sects?Still taking advantage of this time?

Answer: It's important, I'm going to grab it.

Pharmacist Gu: "..." Ignorance is bliss, so stop asking.

Then he let out an oh, indicating that he knew.

But Qing Yuan didn't say anything important. He pointed to Mao Tuanzi who was squatting on the ground motionless and thinking about life, "That's what you need to take care of." As long as Dao Dao Zong is still around, nothing will happen to him all year round. .

Pharmacist Gu became interested, "Where did you get this spirit beast? I haven't seen you go out yet?" While muttering that humans are not as good as beasts, when did he come to take care of a hairy dumpling, and hugged it resignedly stand up.

Zhu Huan was woken up by Wu Xi when someone approached, and at this time he was looking blankly at the...hand under him, and the smell of grass on it made his nose itch, straight.

"That's my apprentice, Lin'an, don't let someone sign a contract with him." Qing Yuan warned.

Gu Yaoshi shook his hand, and almost threw the dumpling the size of a palm out of his hand, pointing his finger at the dumpling that looked like nothing else. An elixir bag covered in blood.

Pharmacist Gu hesitated, "This is your direct disciple, I can't take it with you, and..." He leaned over, approached the master, and said with his consciousness, "Since when did he become a bloodline cultivator?" This is clearly unscientific ah.

Qingyuan is not clear, bloodline monks can still stay in the righteous way, but it is hard to say if it is the orphan of the bloodline monks who were besieged and exterminated by the righteous monks decades ago, "He will grow up after a while, and he will grow up very quickly. You will eat some spiritual herbs there, and you may suffer some losses during this time," Qing Yuan coughed twice before continuing, "Just write it down, and I will pay you the price when I come back."

Song Yuandan who was next to him wanted to laugh when he heard this, but was glared at by Qing Yuan, and suppressed his laughter again, if he messed up this matter, maybe Qing Yuan would have to bear the loss, Song Yuandan had a deep understanding of this.

Pharmacist Gu felt a little weird, but he didn't take it too seriously, because most of the Caomu Hall were female disciples, and their cultivation base was not high, and the ordinary spirit grass planted outside needed constant care, so the protection formation of the entire Caomu Hall was not only for protecting the spirit Other than the grass and the disciples, there are very few formations.

But correspondingly, the place where his elixir is planted, even if it is an ordinary elixir, there are formations for defense, attack, and warning. Important elixir, even some disciples have to walk around it, At worst, he went back and changed the formation, removing the active attacking part, and it didn't take much trouble, "Don't worry, there are extra spiritual herbs every year, how much can he eat?" He weighed the ball of hair.

Zhu Ming: "..." Hall Master, what is in your hands is a person, please handle it with care.

Originally, after listening to the words of the master, I wanted to humbly convey the meaning that I would never eat recklessly, but now I decided to... pretend to be dead.

Next to him, Song Yuandan looked at Gu Yaoshi's swearing appearance, and secretly laughed in his heart. After half a month, he would not be so confident.

When I first saw that Taotie could ignore most of the formations, especially when the higher the level of cultivation, the fewer formations that could stop them, I was very envious. Now many monks and even sects rely on formations, and among the masters of formations, Especially the sect families that are famous for being proficient in formations, they all know that the formations are flawed, but at the same time they are proud of their own formations, forming an endless loop. They believe in themselves and at the same time distrust themselves, but they don't think that they are flawed. This is the problem.

If you can grasp this kind of magic well and use it, where can you go?

Since he has not yet learned to speak, a high-end skill that he has never known, Zhu Huan can't express any opinions, so he can only sit and wait for death, stay in Gu Yaoshi's hands, and listen to other people's opinions.

After that, without knowing what shameful words those three people exchanged, Zhu Ming was taken away by the female disciple summoned by Gu Yaoshi.

An An was firmly held in the palm of the female disciple's hand. For some reason, Zhu Huan felt awkward all the time. When the female disciple arrived at the gate of the Caomu Hall, Zhu Huan realized that he had been held high in the palm of his hand like a tray. Full of tableware—he, how many people along the way watched him unintentionally and was carried.

Zhu Ming: "..." I don't want to say anything anymore.