I have a book of immortals, a heaven in another world

Tsing Yi smiled, and threw a string of small bells in his hand.

Wan Ke'er took it in his hand and studied it in surprise, as if he got a beloved toy.

"This bell is a spiritual treasure. My father used the holy fire of the fire unicorn to refine it with the gold from the five mountains. When it is activated, it can spray out the holy fire of the unicorn. My sister must be careful."

Tsing Yi confessed softly.

"Thank you sister, I will be careful, Qilin Shenghuo"

Wan Ke'er was holding the small bell, and suddenly the bell shot out a flame.

Wan Ke'er was startled, but she was reluctant to let go.

Holding the little bell firmly, he tried hard to control it.

"Use essence and blood to let it recognize the master first!"

Tsing Yi hurriedly said.

"Fun little bell, blood essence, come out!"

Immediately, a drop of bright red blood emerged from Wan Ke'er's body.

Then quickly plunged into the flames and merged with the little bell.

The flame quickly retracted, and the little bell returned to its original appearance.

Wan Ke'er happily tied it around her ankle, and it jingled very nicely when she walked.

"It's a pity for a drop of blood, thank you sister!"

Wan Keer thanked with a lovely smile.

"You're welcome, as long as you like it!"

Tsing Yi also smiled, and as for Wan Ke'er's love for Jingxue, she also knew that it was just a joke.

However, blood essence is still very important to zombies. There is no blood in the zombie body, only the blood essence obtained from continuous cultivation is stored in the heart.

Ordinary zombies are not bad with one or two drops of blood essence, and flying zombies only have nine drops. Zombie kings like them only have a dozen drops on their bodies.

It's really painful to use a drop, but blood essence can be regenerated.

As long as all the blood essence is not used up, it will be regained.

"Sister, my name is Wan Ke'er, what's your name?"

Because of the bell, Wan Ke'er has a very good impression of Tsing Yi.

"My name is Xuanyuan Feiyue, but sister Ke'er can call me Tsing Yi!"

"Tsing Yi? What a nice name! My sister is also pretty!"

"Ke'er sounds nice too, and you're also very cute!"

The two girls just stood there chatting, Hou Qing scratched the back of his bald head, and went to find the general and the others with a hammer.

"Are you still fighting?"

Hou Qing asked in a muffled voice.

"Go and fight!"

The general couldn't help laughing and teasing.

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Hou Qing put the sledgehammer into his body and sat there silently.

He's not a fool, the two girls chatted so happily, why would he fight?

Besides, he can't take advantage of it, it's not embarrassing enough to be beaten in disgrace!

"That girl is very powerful!"

Yinggou looked at Houqing, winked at the general and said.

"Well, it's really high, it shouldn't be weaker than me!"

The general nodded, and replied with a slightly raised mouth.

"If the corpse race is at this level, let's go back as soon as possible!"

"No, that Wan Zhixun froze at most just now! This girl"

Hou Qing was silent for a while and said, "She is very strong!"

"I really want to try it, her speed seems to be very fast!"

The general said with a smirk.

"Stronger! Bigger than me!"

Hou Qing answered in a muffled voice, anyway, it's all like this, and I'm not afraid of being ashamed anymore.

"Then what should we do? It's embarrassing for us not to complete the task!"

Yinggou tried to hold his tone and asked.

"I don't think they are all zombies that are so strong! I believe one or two, but if they are all like this, it is absolutely impossible! Unless we are the zombie king for nothing."

"Be safe and don't be impatient, you'll know when Tsing Yi comes back!"

"Well, it's best to resolve it peacefully!"

The three of them couldn't help smiling as they looked at the two girls who were talking happily.

It's good to be able to talk, it's better than fighting when you come up.

But there is one person who doesn't know this.

"Sister, do you still want to fight?"

Wan Zhixun saw that Wan Ke'er was chatting, and hurried over to ask.

"Hit! How about hitting you?"

Wan Ke'er took Tsing Yi's hand, and said to Wan Zhixun angrily.

"I'm just here to ask."

Wan Zhixun touched his nose and muttered softly.

"Go to the clan and inform the father, saying that I will bring my friends back in a while!"

Wan Ke'er said something to him, and waved him away.

"Friends? They?"

Wan Zhixun asked blankly.

"Yes! Is there a problem?"

"It's fierce without her, and the fire is very fierce. You see, she made this big movie, you."

Wan Zhixun looked at Tsing Yi and said hesitantly.

"My elder sister in Tsing Yi was originally the Zombie King of Fire, and she has nothing to lose. See you chattering, go back quickly, I will take them to see the king father!"

Tsing Yi had an apologetic face, just as she was about to apologize, Wan Ke'er stopped her.

Then he yelled at Wan Zhixun.

"Good! Good! I'll go right away, don't get angry"

Wan Zhixun flew into the distance in desperation.

Still keep talking, my sister's temper is getting hotter and hotter.

"Sister, you are so gentle, how can you control the fire attribute? My talent is also fire, but I can't control my temper and want to get angry."

"My technique can transform the fire attribute, but I may not be able to pass it on to you. This is customized for me by my father."

Tsing Yi smiled: "But Dao Zun can definitely do it. I will take you to see Dao Zun after we finish talking. He will help you choose a suitable exercise for you. After practicing, you will be fine!"

"Cultivation technique? Is it the technique used by that stupid big man?"

Wan Ke'er asked ignorantly, she knew what the technique was, but she didn't have a clear idea of ​​what the technique was.

"It's not the same. Cultivation techniques are for cultivation. Spells are just Taoist techniques that increase the power. There are also supernatural powers and great supernatural powers on it. If you want to use them, you still need the right skills."

"Who is that Daoist?"

"Dao Zun is"

The center of the underworld tens of thousands of miles away.

Yang Yi didn't practice anymore at this time, and the Hornet was pinching his shoulders.

Since Yang Yi teased the Hornet last time, the Hornet came over almost every day.

Sometimes it was for Yang Yi to press his forehead, and sometimes for him to rub his shoulders.

After Tsing Yi was summoned, the Hornets sensed the crisis and ran more diligently.

"Wasp, how is the cultivation of the "Void Poison Diamond"?"

"I haven't made much progress yet, but I will work hard!"

"Don't worry, after all, it's the cultivation technique of ancient gods and demons, and the difficulty is still very high. It's too much haste to practice this thing, so take your time!"

"Um"

Hornet nodded and kneaded his shoulders for him again.

"Wasp!"

"Ok?"

"From now on, you don't have to come here every day, just practice hard!"

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Yang Yi waited for a while, but did not hear the Hornet's response.

He couldn't help but looked up in doubt, only to see that the wasp was already in tears.

"Why are you crying?"

Yang Yi quickly stood up and asked with concern.

"Does the Taoist despise the Hornet's bad roots?"

Wasp asked sadly, twitching her nose.

"Why do you think this way? No? You are a hardworking little bee, aren't you good?"

Yang Yi looked puzzled, wondering what happened to the wasp.

"Dao Zun still despises the Hornet!"