In a palace where the Shuangyang Sect entertained distinguished guests, a mud chrysalis lay on a float carved from a single piece of ice crystal.
Ten Shuangyang Sect elders stood in a circle not far away, watching expressionlessly.
With a serious look on his face, he was vomiting madly in his heart. Even after staring at it for a month, they still couldn't understand the carving style, which was all about flowers.
It’s really all flowers, all kinds of flowers, the kind that don’t need leaves and branches to accompany them. Big and small, densely packed, high and low. Fortunately, it is not colored. The original colorlessness of the ice crystals dilutes the sweet smell.
Why would a grown man sleep on such a bed?
The men of Shuangyang Sect were puzzled.
Oh, why are they hurting their eyes here? Because the little thick soil is wrapped around the body of the young highness, they must keep a close eye to prevent people from the Changsheng Palace from sneaking away.
How precious it is, lost and found again, not even a little bit should be missing.
Faced with this kind of battle, the Master of Changsheng Palace couldn't care less about the life of his favorite son. As long as the person can recover, who cares about such a trivial matter?
Well, he’s rare, he’s very rare. If Shuangyang Sect could not be an enemy, he would definitely take it back to prevent his youngest son from coming back with injuries one day.
There are also many people in the Changsheng Palace. In order to prevent Shuangyang Sect from not making friends, they brought a group of experts here. The result was unexpected. It turned out to be a turn of events. The elves were no longer important. There was a better way.
There are many talented people in the Eternal Life Palace, but no one has mentioned Xiaohoutu. It is a pity that such legendary things have not been seen in the world for many years. I did not expect Shuangyang Sect to have it.
The same thing is said, if Shuangyang Sect is not easy to mess with...ahem.
An old man with silver and black hair mixed up in the middle and loose on both sides, holding a medicine king staff in his left hand, stepped forward across the crowd, and carefully looked at the face of the mud chrysalis, which was the only one exposed. Pale, but completely gone from the grayness that only the dead have.
Overjoyed: "Palace Master, Your Highness's body is complete. Congratulations, Hall Master."
The master of the Hall of Eternal Life had already discovered that after all, he checked dozens of times a day. He was very happy, but he was afraid that the laughter would disturb his youngest son's recovery, so he tried his best to hold it back, but the joy flowed from his face to all directions. Everyone could see that he was extremely happy. .
"When Zhi'er wakes up, the master of this palace will give a banquet to all parties."
The people in Changsheng Palace were in jubilation, but the people in Shuangyang Sect remained calm.
The old man Yaoguai twitched his face: Why are you staring at him so closely? Could he still steal this little bit of mud? I'm so angry, I really want to steal it. I don’t know what magical elixir can be made from the small thick soil used as medicine. If only I could change things——
Took the palace master aside to discuss.
Everyone in the Shuangyang Sect looked unmoved, hmph, don’t even think about it.
At this moment, a subtle clicking sound came from the ice crystal float, and everyone stepped forward as soon as their ears twitched.
Being stopped.
An elder called in one second: "Sect Master, okay, come quickly."
The Master of the Eternal Life Palace stared at the phone, he wanted this too.
In an instant, Yang Tianxiao appeared among the ten elders, looked at the float, and then greeted the master of the Changsheng Palace: "Master of the Jing Palace, Master Ling will be well soon."
Jing Palace The master grinned and said nothing, and bowed to him: "Sect Master Yang, we'll be fine later. Good to chat.”
Between these two sentences, a series of clicking sounds came from the mud chrysalis. In the eyes of everyone, the mud chrysalis cracked many gaps and suddenly fell downwards, like living things. Usually it flows into a pottery vat placed next to the float, where it flows and stops.
Yang Tianxiao immediately stepped forward and hugged the vat to the side, looking at it with heartache: "It takes a lot, how many years will it take to grow back."
The master of the Jing Palace strode toward his son. Going to the side, he quickly glanced at the words and couldn't help feeling weak.
When Yang Tianxiao took out this thing that day, he saw that it was eighty-nine points full, but now, only six points are left.
Is this small thick soil brought back to life by myself?
This, this, this, this, the affection is not great. In fact, if he bites the female disciple to death and steals his own elf first, it's not that he can't let go of this favor. But now he doesn't want to fall out with Shuangyang Sect, he still wants to have more contact with him. Maybe one day I'll ask for help again?
“Treat the child, treat the child.”
The young man slowly opened his eyes, and the light condensed: "Father."
Well, the man was rescued, and the elf seemed to have never happened. The master of the Hall of Eternal Life has to invite people to dinner.
Quite generously: "Please give face to the clan leaders."
The two sides have almost the same status, so let's hold a banquet. There is no point in who gives face to whom. Let’s do it.
Yang Tianxiao proposed to remove Hu Nuan's hands and feet. The master of the Jing Palace did not respond. He patted his chest and said that he would come in person. Yang Tianxiao declined. That kind of thing can be removed with the corresponding secret weapon. .
Palace Master Jing laughed and said, "Let that child come too. She brought us good luck. I have to thank her in person."
Yang Tianxiao was noncommittal.
Somewhere in the back mountain, Hu Nuan was practicing whipping and leg whipping vigorously.
I was learning how to grow a whip from Yang Tianxiao, but Fan Lao came over and laughed at me, what if I don’t have a whip at hand? Now for the twist, why not learn the leg whip?
When Hu Nuan heard it, it made sense.
Then Yang Tianxiao said, what if the leg is injured and I can only use my hands and arms? Besides, any branch can be used as a whip.
The two started arguing, like two old men who refused to obey the other.
Hu Nuan said, then merge the two whipping methods into one set.
This is really a problem for them. They have been thinking about it these days. Combining the top and bottom, it is obvious that the focus must be changed. After thinking about it for so many days, they finally figured out three moves.
I have to believe that this is Hu Qing's biological daughter, who dares to bring up any ideas.
With only three moves, Hu Nuan worked harder. He practiced day and night, sweating profusely, but he was always not up to the mark.
There is definitely no problem with the move. She intuitively knows how powerful it is after practicing it, but she always fails to do it right.
When Yang Tianxiao came over, Fan Lao was trying to persuade her: "It's not your problem, it's the two of us who were negligent and forgot your current state. We can use these three moves without any hindrance, but you can use them too." It’s difficult for your cultivation and state of mind. Just remember, when you reach the eighth level, no, you can use it when you reach the seventh level.”
Hu Nuan refuses to give up, and he won’t say anything. It sounds so fierce that it gives people a headache.
Falling down again, she gasped: "I'll try again, maybe it will work. I don't want to wait until the eighth level, I want to get to the ninth level."
Fan Lao: "."
I don't know how to persuade you to say this. After all, I, an eighth-level strongman with advanced Yin Fire, don't even have the confidence to break through to the ninth level.
The young man's energy hurt his self-esteem.
Yang Tianxiao: "I'll bring Hu Qing here."
She always listens to her mother's words.
Who knows, Hu Qing's situation is no better than Hu Nuan's, or even worse.
The courtyard door was open and the house door was unlocked. Hearing the movement in the house, Yang Tianxiao stood for three seconds before slowly pushing the door open and entering.
As soon as I entered, I was shocked, who is this bloated human figure?
“Hu Qing?” Yang Tianxiao’s voice was broken.
Hu Qing, who was lying on the table, raised her head, but Yang Tianxiao could not see her eyes.
It's not that the room is dark, but - is this pig head so fat that he can't see his eyes his apprentice?