Pick up a deity to cultivate a subject

Xue Huai landed in the nameless mountain forest. Not long after walking, he met Hua Zangying, who was alone. Nightmare can't cross it, no matter how high the cultivation base is, he is only a god, and the impassable gully between the two is extremely difficult and dangerous, and if he is not careful, his body will be smashed to pieces.

"Can you see Seventeen?"

Hua Zangying looked a little lonely, she seemed to be asking but she didn't mean to wait, she stepped on the blood pool of broken limbs and wreckage and walked in one direction, Xue Huai frowned, these people died too badly, according to Hua Shiqi's description, Hua Zangying is not a bloodthirsty person, it seems that the opportunity to become a god changed his temperament drastically, Xue Huai quickly followed, he had a premonition that Hua Zangying's change was related to his incomplete memory, followed him There may be unexpected gains.

Let’s talk about flowers blooming, Hua Wenhai opened a large formation against the sky, and his cultivation base was damaged. He stayed in the 72nd pavilion, the snow fell at dusk, the rainy morning light, a pattern of appreciating spring and autumn, Hua Wenhai only felt familiar and did not reject it , he is not an elegant person, he is intoxicated in cultivating Taoism, and his hard work for a hundred years has allowed him to reach the state of unity of human and sword earlier than his peers. He was powerless to fight back, so he realized that there are people beyond people, and there is a sky beyond the sky. A setback drained his spirit, but it also made him more calm.

"My apprentice, this amber colored glaze is very hard to find. I gave it to you as a birthday present. You should cherish it carefully, and don't let down the heart of your teacher."

In the drifting snow, the cloud bed slowly fell, Xize leaned on it with one arm supporting his head, Su Jiu was enchanting in red, sitting on his knees was also very comfortable, holding a pair of amber glass in his hands, the luster flowed At the first sight, Hua Wenhai felt a little pain in his heart, the familiar purple was like Hua Shiqi's eyes.

"Master, this gift is too expensive, can you tell me the origin?"

Hua Wenhai became impatient, and asked, Xize Wan beckoned, Hua Wenhai felt an irresistible force lift his body half leaning on the couch, like a lamb to be slaughtered before Xize Wan For him to enjoy, this feeling is very bad, it can be said to be terrible, the slander does not affect Hua Wenhai's calm response, even a god can't read minds.

"It's not good to look for something from an old friend for thousands of years and live up to expectations. Just accept it, and it may be useful in the future."

What he said was unclear, clever as a flower Wen Hai heard something wrong, knowing that the questioning was fruitless, he accepted it silently, holding a pair of amber glass in his palm, the strangeness in his heart became more and more obvious, he did not dare to think deeply about the whereabouts of the seventeen pairs of eyes, but The pair were too similar for him to ignore.

"Thank you, Master!"

A thank you, said it heavily, Xizewan pinched Hua Wenhai's chin, lifted it up to take a closer look, his complexion was a bit worse, nothing else was fine, he smiled lightly, looking at Sujiu who had been smiling and silent, Xizewan felt that he I should say something to please, who made his pet more difficult to serve, the most important thing was that he couldn't bear the pet to be unhappy at all.

"A few days ago, a deity was born in Wuwanghai. If you think about it, you will know that this amber glass was found in Wuwanghai three months ago. Wuwanghai is a deadly place, a place of near death, and you want to come to your brother. It's not a stupid person to take this risk, but it's too coincidental to think about it."

Hua Wenhai's eyes flickered, the profound meaning of these words really made him unwilling to think about it...