Dressed As a Grass

"Don't go out as soon as your cultivation has broken through, so as not to make her suspicious again, I'll just go by myself." Xi Zhou reached out and untied the dream grass on her wrist, pushed open the door and walked away out.

Zhai Wangyou raised his eyes, his eyes fell on the empty flower pot.

Outside the door, Qing Window was playing with a purple-gold colored glass cover that looked like a large glass bottle.

When she saw her coming out, she turned over the hood, with a determined smile on her face: "Go in, where is Fairy Wangyou?"

Xi Zhou looked at the inexplicable hood and couldn't help but think of the plot in a TV show 'I will call you, do you dare to promise', for the sky, she will be received by someone gone in the bottle.

"You can say it here, she can hear her, but can you breathe in this bottle?" Don't be like the storage ring.

Xi Zhou's face was full of suspicion.

Qing Window raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Don't worry, this is a spiritual tool passed down from generation to generation by the Deacon Hall. You can live if you put people in it, not to mention you are a grass."

Xi Zhou clenched his fists, took a deep breath and returned to the grass, no longer doing unnecessary pulling, and jumped into the glass bottle in three steps.

Put the hood on, and she can breathe. I don't know if it's her illusion. She always feels that the bottle will change with her movements.

Qing Chuang held the bottle in his hand, and said towards the inner room with the half-open door: "Elder Beishan was indeed dug out of the inner alchemy, but she did not die. Saved by the tree demon, as for where it went, Fairy Wangyou went to the Fanjie Mountain to find it, and said goodbye."

After she finished speaking, she went out, turned her spiritual power to the fastest speed, and quickly left Tianjianzong with the flying boat.

After the green window left for a long time, the North Mountain peak was silent as usual, and the half-open door was always open.

Zhai Wangyou was still the same as when Xi Zhou left, standing there quietly, looking at the empty flowerpot on the table.

Twilight is getting darker, and the door is still ajar.

Lonely and empty.

She'll be back soon...

Deacon Hall, as soon as the green window fell, she told Elder Qingliu that she was going to retreat, and no one or anything should be disturbed.

She held the large bottle in her left hand and pinched it with her right hand. After a while, the bottle disappeared, and the whole room was enveloped in a layer of enchantment

Xi Zhou turned the leaves, looked at the faces that were close at hand, and stepped back silently.

Is she still in the bottle?

If not, when did it come out?

If so, how did this woman get in?

As if she knew what she was thinking, Qing Chuang explained in a good mood: "This cover is called the Zijin cover, it is a secret that my deacon hall does not pass down, and only the previous hall masters know how to use it. The effect is to transform the size of the enchantment and trap the monks below the distraction period, so you don't want to run away, because you can't escape."

In this way, no one can come in except her, and this grass can't get out, it's safe.

Xi Zhou sighed in the bottom of her heart, now she doesn't have to think about escaping, it seems that she can only wait for the big sister to call in, but, will the big sister come?

Seeing the dream grass, there was no response, Qingchuang reached out to touch the leaves, and was avoided without incident, she was not annoyed, and patiently said: "Now, let's talk about how you are Help Zhai Wangyou to quickly improve his cultivation."

Xi Zhou hesitated for a moment, then slowly transformed: "I don't know what you said? I have never helped Senior Sister improve her cultivation."

How did this woman see through her ability to transform, and she was sure that she could help Zhai Wangyou break through his cultivation.

No one knows them…

No, someone knows, or more precisely, someone has seen them together.

Second, the tree demon senior, but looking at the situation at the time, the senior was concentrating on cultivation and was not willing to set foot in the realm of self-cultivation.

There is only one possibility.

After knowing that Zhai Wangyou's life was in danger and seeing them alone, Senior Sister recovered her cultivation.

The old woman who claimed to be the elder of the Deacon Hall!

"It's you, the old woman at the foot of the world." Xi Zhou's tone was firm, and he looked up and down at the person in front of him. The elders are false, and the hall master is true.

Blue window raised eyebrows, such a smart little demon.

"Since you have guessed it, let's be honest, don't say you don't know, unless you want your leaves to become inextricably linked."

She took out a pair of scissors from the storage ring, waved them, and threw them out.

"Ah---" Xizhou screamed, and her right hand changed from a solid body to a transparent phantom.

She endured the pain like a knife stabbing, looked at her almost transparent right hand in disbelief, and looked at the dream grass with two leaves missing, unexpectedly... unexpectedly still like this...

Although it is very painful, but there is no bleeding = blood, and the pain is getting weaker, is she really one with this grass?

In the blink of an eye, the scissors returned to Qing window's hand, and there were two leaves of the dream grass in her hand.

The lilac leaves lost their luster, withered quickly and turned into nothingness.

Qing Window tut twice: "Ah, I just tried it, I didn't expect this to cut out your hand, so please be honest with me, otherwise if I accidentally cut this Don't blame me for a grass cut in the middle."

Xi Zhou did not speak, she gasped for a few breaths of cold air, and the corners of her mouth twitched because of the pain.

Suddenly I feel that the big sister is very gentle, every time she is a verbal threat, at most pinching the leaves, it is not like this old witch, she will kill if she disagrees, it is too cruel = violent.

"Tell me, how did you do it, how did you help Zhai Wangyou repair the inner alchemy, and how did she help her break through the cultivation realm.

Qing Chuang was playing with the scissors in her hand. She inquired about the news, and the only variable was this dreaming grass. No one knew it, but she had seen it with her own eyes.

Grass is weird.

It will attack people unconsciously, as long as the person who falls into the dream holds up and does not resist, waking up from the dream can improve his cultivation."

There was fear in her eyes, as if she was really frightened.

Qing Window stared at her suspiciously. Dreaming grass can be made into dreaming pill, and the user can easily be dreamed, but I have never heard of dreaming grass that can directly fall into a dream. Attack, not resist?

However, this grass has been cultivated to perfection, so it cannot be normalized.

In order to improve your cultivation base, it's okay to give it a try...

She shook the scissors in her hand: "Dream now, don't think about playing tricks, otherwise don't blame me for cutting off your hands and feet."