I just want to quietly cultivate a fairy [travel]

In the depths of the dense forest, there were bursts of roars, which startled countless birds.

Holding the sword in his hand, Feng Yuanjiu slaughtered a second-level monster Gale Wolf that almost hit him, and the warm blood splashed all over the hem of his robe.

Smelling the sweet smell of blood, the monsters rampaging in the dense forest suddenly came straight to Feng Yuanjiu in unison.

In Feng Yuanjiu's haste, he only had time to set up a defensive array, and the herds of beasts poured in from all directions like a tide.

In the herd, there are three-headed demon pythons and one-eyed stone apes of the third rank, iron-toothed rats, red-flame spider mothers, and flowing fire ants of the second rank, and countless first-rank monsters.

Thousands.

The sky-blue defensive mask only lasted for a quarter of an hour before it was knocked out by the herd of beasts.

Feng Yuanjiu sat cross-legged in the center of the formation, stuffed a grain of Huiyuan Pill into his mouth, and took back the flying sword talisman that had almost exhausted his true essence.

The herds of beasts are endless, it seems that killing is inexhaustible, and there is nowhere to avoid.

Seeing that the defensive array board lasted for another quarter of an hour at most, Feng Yuanjiu temporarily put away the talisman paper with a flying sword drawn in the middle, and laid down two sets of defensive array boards one after another, one set of killing array.

This can be regarded as digging out his family fortune, but fortunately his "family wealth" is quite rich, so he can bear it for the time being.

The defensive array that had been hastily set up before had been broken into two halves. Feng Yuanjiu put away the damaged array with a flick of his sleeve, raised his sword and entered the outermost killing array—he had to find the third-order man who was alone in the killing array. The blending of monsters and beasts, one is to help relieve some pressure on the array, and the other is that he has to check his thoughts while it is not too dangerous.

The first-order monster that bumped into it head-on was immediately torn apart by the howling wind blade, and the second-order monster struggled a little and followed in the footsteps of the first-order monster.

Feng Yuanjiu raised his sword and walked on the colorful grass stained with the blood of monsters, and worked out a formula, using the secret technique of conjuring souls in "Nine Chapters of Yuling", to collect a few spirits of monsters that had not yet collapsed into the sea of ​​consciousness.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the body of Fengyuan Jiuyuanshen grabbed the spirit soul of the monster and sent it to Qin Po.

The qin soul that had become as solid as paper trembled, as if reluctantly stretched out a string and swept away the monster spirits.

"..." Feng Yuanjiu was a little speechless. Could it be that he disliked the quality of the soul essence of a first-order monster beast, which is not worthy of being eaten?

Feng Yuanjiu tapped the waist of the piano with his fingertips, and smiled lightly: "I don't even think that your "Nine Chapters of Yuling" is full of magical methods, so don't be too picky."

Qin Po twisted and moved a little further away from Feng Yuanjiu.

Feng Yuanjiu said lightly: "You know that I didn't practice the "Secret Book of Immemorial Tianyin", and I don't care much about whether you can grow. I have average aptitude, and I don't care much about practicing "Taiyi Guiyuanxuanlu" Not a bad thing."

Qin Po was silent for a while, and slowly moved a little towards Feng Yuanjiu.

Feng Yuanjiu slid across the strings with his fingertips, and left the sea of ​​consciousness with a chuckle.

Now that it has been confirmed that Qin Po can swallow souls and souls to repair the damaged origin, Feng Yuanjiu unceremoniously ingests the souls that have not dissipated everywhere.

Although the grade of these monsters is too low, and their spirits are like a drop in the bucket compared to Qin Po, but mosquito legs are also meat, and a little gathering can make a lot.

The cognition in the previous life was deeply ingrained, and he never doubted the origin of the treasure of the school.

After the awakening of the primordial spirit in this world, he was able to be recognized as the master of the Qin Soul. After studying many methods in "Nine Chapters of Yuling", Feng Yuanjiu gradually became suspicious of this Fuxiqin, especially after witnessing it devouring the soul of a monk. After the Beast Soul, this doubt turned into certainty——perhaps it would be more appropriate to call this Qin the Seven Absolute Qin.

With the nature of the magic piano, not only the spirits of monks and monsters can be devoured, but also the source of magic weapons, the essence of heaven and earth, and even the source of heaven and earth.

Feng Yuanjiu was a little thankful that his mother who was waving his sleeves to pursue the Dao left him the "Taiyi Guiyuan Xuanlu", otherwise he would definitely practice the "Secret Book of Immemorial Tianyin", and then I am afraid that it will not be a human-made qin Master, but Qin is the master of man.

Having speculated about the demonic nature of the qin, Feng Yuanjiu became more careful, and made up his mind not to let the qin soul recover faster than his own cultivation speed.

Feng Yuanjiu stopped at the edge of the defensive formation, made a tactic, and after ingesting a wave of monster spirits, selected a one-eyed stone ape, slapped a diamond talisman on it, and left with the sword upside down In the past - after confirming the nature of Qin Po, it's time to confirm another guess in his mind.

When he was in the sea of ​​clouds before, all the monsters in the sea of ​​clouds respected him and Feng Xiaobai, and Feng Yuanjiu just wanted to see if the monsters in the Yuntai mountain range were the same.

The one-eyed stone monkey is about ten feet tall, with three heads and a body as white as jade. Its arms are as long as its body. A green eye is located in the center of its head, turning at a unique frequency. It looks silly and cute, a little cute.

Feng Yuanjiu stopped at a place three feet away from the Cyclops, looking at the eyes of the Cyclops as clear as a blue lake from a distance, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, and he wanted to accept this Cyclops The stone ape is a spiritual pet.

Feng Yuanjiu looked at the Cyclops, and the Cyclops also stared at Feng Yuanjiu.

I don't know if monsters have the same aesthetics as humans, but the moment Feng Yuanjiu looked at the Cyclops, the big green eyes of the Cyclops stopped moving.

The stupid and stupid look almost melted Feng Yuanjiu's hard heart.

Confirming that the Cyclops did not seem to have the intention of attacking him, Feng Yuanjiu held the tortoise shell in his left hand and the sword in his right, and walked towards the Cyclops slowly.

Three feet, the one-eyed stone ape did not move.

Two feet away, the Cyclops blinked its big eyes.

One foot away, the Cyclops turned its feet from side to side and hit the ground with a bang. It seemed a little irritable, but it still didn't attack Feng Yuanjiu.

Two meters away, Feng Yuanjiu's waist suddenly tightened, and he rose into the air while being held in his arms by a person who seemed to have descended from the sky.

Feng Yuanjiu instinctively supported the visitor's shoulder with his left hand.

In front of the eyes is a black robe with a golden edge, and a black-colored fish swims in it, and the trajectory drawn is mysterious and mysterious.

In the corner of the eye, the mottled moonlight passing through the gaps in the leaves quickly recedes, blurring out pieces of light and shadow.

There is a cool breath like a cold pool in the nose, which seems to have been carved into the sense of smell.

The face of the apprentice who was like a banished fairy came to mind.

After a while, the foot finally landed on the ground.

An old tree of unknown age, with dense leaves and tough branches forming a huge canopy, stepping under the feet is like stepping on the floor covered with thick fur.

Feng Yuanjiu gently pushed Deng Tuzi, who was holding him and didn't let go, raised his head slightly, his eyes were full of stubbled chin, straight nose bridge, and light-colored lips that seemed to be very moist.

"Heh!" A low laugh came out of the opponent's chest, slid down his throat, and when it got into Feng Yuanjiu's ears, it seemed to be stained with the smell of immortal brew. The drunken Feng Yuanjiu's ears were numb and hot .

Feng Yuanjiu couldn't help turning his head, and rubbed his shoulders against his ears.

Such a small gesture couldn't escape the eyes of the visitor. The visitor looked down at the beauty under the moon who seemed to be tinged with a little shame in his arms, and couldn't help but bend the corners of his mouth: "Why? Do you think there is nothing to repay?"

Feng Yuanjiu pressed the opponent's shoulder and stepped back.

However, he only took half a step back, and his waist was still firmly held in the arms of the opponent.

Feng Yuanjiu couldn't help but glance at Dengtuzi with a low smile: "Please let go of your hands."

Deng Tuzi let out another low laugh, instead of loosening the hand around Feng Yuanjiu's waist, he raised the hand behind him and pinched Feng Yuanjiu's right wrist.

The right hand with the sword in his palm was taken away from his shoulder lightly by the other party. Feng Yuanjiu looked at the sword glowing under the moonlight and thought it was a pity in his heart, but he couldn't help but look at the hand on his wrist.

That hand was shiny and slender, with round fingertips and powdery nails, no matter how you looked at it, it didn't look so strong, but it just made him unable to break free.

Deng Tuzi shook Feng Yuanjiu's wrist, and asked casually: "I just saved your life, you don't say you promised me with your body, but you still want to kill me, did I treat you too much?" Pampered?"

"..." Feng Yuanjiu watched Deng Tuzi take away his sword expressionlessly, and said flatly, "I'm afraid you have some misunderstandings about connivance."

Dengtuzi chuckled, let go of Feng Yuanjiu, flicked his fingers at the cold and radiant sword, and the blade, as thin as a cicada's wing, broke into several sections: "Take this mortal iron to follow The one-eyed stone ape is straight-faced, should I praise you for your bravery, or call you stupid?"

After he mentioned it, Feng Yuanjiu remembered that very cute one-eyed stone ape.

Walk to the edge of the canopy in three steps and look down, but just in time to see a jade-white Cyclops split in two from the middle of the violently destroyed remnant formation, with emerald green demonic blood splattering And out, a flamboyant firework burst out.

Feng Yuanjiu was speechless for a while.

Deng Tuzi strolled to Feng Yuanjiu and stood side by side with him: "How?"

Feng Yuanjiu stared at the corpse that had been split in half: "You killed my spiritual pet."

Deng Tuzi laughed: "Spiritual pet?"

Feng Yuanjiu nodded: "I was about to adopt him as a spiritual pet, when you fell from the sky and chopped him up."

Deng Tuzi was speechless for a moment, then shook his head and sighed softly: "Are the Feng family pampering you or harming you? I have no common sense at all, and Feng Xiangyu dares to let you flop around in this sewage pool in Taiqing alone, tsk!"

Hearing this voice, this apprentice is probably not a Xuanmen immortal cultivator, and he is really no stranger to the Feng family.

Knowing that he cared about the Feng family's affection, Feng Yuanjiu relaxed, and said solemnly: "A moonlight straw mat, a precious sword, and a spiritual pet."

Deng Tuzi smiled: "So what if I save your life?"

Feng Yuanjiu said calmly: "My life is not in danger, you are just worrying."

Deng Tuzi's eyes fell on Feng Yuanjiu's cherry red lips, and his fingertips brushed over the plump lips: "The teeth are sharp and the mouth is sharp, but the lips are very soft."

"..." Feng Yuanjiu glanced at Deng Tuzi indifferently, took out a silk handkerchief from his Qiankun bag, wiped his lower lip carefully, and threw the silk handkerchief into the wind.

Deng Tuzi raised his hand and grabbed the silk handkerchief that floated into the night with the wind into his palm, and pinched Feng Yuanjiu's chin with the handkerchief on, staring at the pair of fox eyes that seemed to have endless charm, faintly Said: "Little idiot, brother will teach you a truth, don't throw things with your aura around, or you won't know when you are taken away by someone."

There was obviously something in the words, Feng Yuanjiu forgot Deng Tuzi's frivolity for a moment, and asked: "What do you mean?"

Deng Tuzi slid his fingertips over Feng Yuanjiu's eyelids, and said, "You have been planted by the monks of the Spirit Gate to attract the soul."