There is a fairy tower in Baiyun's place

The little red bird fled directly to a depth of several feet underground, and the Baiyun Tower also instantly activated the concealment technique and the breath restraint technique.

Waited for a while, but there was no surprise, this is a dense forest, surrounded by silence, Tianyantong didn't seem to see anything unusual, so Baiyunlou dispelled the escapism.

This small world is extremely repulsed by magic and supernatural powers. After only using the escapism for a moment, Baiyunlou's spiritual thoughts are a little unsustainable.

Fortunately, the breath restraint technique is only to restrain one's own breath, but it can barely continue to be used.

He called out the little red bird hiding in the ground, and led him to walk carefully outside the dense forest.

Walking close to the edge of the dense forest, Baiyun Tower unexpectedly saw a village... It should be regarded as a very simple primitive tribe.

I have seen similar tribes in the secret books of ancient times before. The animal skins are used as sheds, and the shacks propped up look very simple.

On the largest shack, several mountains were drawn with a few simple lines, which seemed to be the totem of the tribe.

Human race, Baiyun Tower saw the human race in the other small world, this time the body shape is quite normal, even the few human races I saw were a head shorter than myself, and they all looked a bit older, and their strength was very average .

After observing for a while, Baiyunlou was secretly relieved. It seems that as long as you deal with it carefully this time, it shouldn't be difficult to survive in this small world.

With this in mind, Baiyunlou began to use the soul-transforming technique according to the aura and appearance of those human races. If it weren't for the fact that Baiyunlou's body was transformed by divine consciousness at this time, it would be difficult to perform this soul-transforming technique.

Even so, Baiyunlou finally took shape after exhausting all his spiritual thoughts. Whether it is the breath or the imprint on his forehead, he is no different from the people of this tribe... except that he is much taller, only his back is more The difference between a long sword.

The little red bird looked left and right for a while, and finally found a rather high-spirited brocade bird at the edge of a forest, and hurriedly took shape.

A moment later, the little red bird flashed and was about to run away, but was grabbed by Baiyunlou, and then with a flash of his left hand, a bone arrow was firmly held in Baiyunlou's hand.

At this time, a figure rushed over like lightning, Baiyunlou threw the little red bird casually, raised his palm and pushed, and caught the person's extremely fast punch in the afterimage.

The vigor scattered in all directions, like a gust of wind, seeing the appearance of Baiyun Tower, the visitor couldn't help but exclaimed: "The same family..."

Several figures also came to the front like a gust of wind, bringing up a trail of smoke and dust.

The fist was full of strength, and Bai Yunlou's right hand behind his back trembled slightly. He secretly used the evergreen technique to recover from the severe pain, but the recovery effect was extremely poor.

"With such a tall figure, are you the second uncle who has been lost for many years?" The tribe boy who rushed over first said in surprise.

Bai Yunlou threw away the bone arrow in his hand, couldn't help touching his forehead, but no wrinkles appeared, and thought to himself, why did he become a second uncle?

At this moment in the village, the inconspicuous old man heard the movement, leaped out and landed in front of them, squinted his gray eyes to look at Baiyun Tower, and said cheerfully: "Sure enough, it's the second brother." Come back, now is the right time to come back..."

Hearing this, Baiyunlou suddenly felt that something was wrong. People in this tribe are judged by their height, and this tribe seems to have something important to happen, so they can't just use themselves as coolies.

"Second Uncle Baby, you're finally back, so you don't have to worry about our tribe's trip to the holy lake." Several women came to the village one after another.

It seems that my identity has been fixed in this way, so let's do as the Romans do, it's not bad to be the second uncle of these boys, take advantage of the opportunity to inquire about the situation in this small world, if you have time to practice.

Suddenly there was a clear and crisp bowstring trembling, and a bone arrow shot out, and a short scream of a bird came from a distance.

"This silly golden pheasant has been eaten countless times, and it dares to come and hang around our house. It happens to be a pot of golden pheasant soup for my second uncle..."

The tribal boy looked at the fat golden pheasant on Baiyunlou's shoulder, and then asked, "Second Uncle, you caught this golden pheasant, right? Let's stew it by the way, and let everyone satisfy their hunger."

"This is just something I picked up in the mountains... Jinniao, named A Li, has helped my second uncle a lot, it is much better than other golden pheasants..., A Li, fly one for my people to see ..." the old god of Baiyun Tower said on the ground.

Only then did Ah Li realize that the golden bird that had just transformed was actually the meat that these tribesmen called, and was shamefully called a golden pheasant, and he couldn't help trembling in anger.

Hearing that the elder brother helped him save Jinniao's name, he came to his senses, turned his grief and anger into strength, spread his wings, and rushed out like a bone arrow, smashing two big trees, a moment later Flying back, he also caught a wild sheep under his claws.

The brave performance of the little red bird immediately elicited exclamations.

"It turned out to be blue sheep, this golden pheasant..., this golden bird is really extraordinary, it is indeed the bird raised by the second uncle..."

Hearing these words, the little red bird became dizzy for a while, it was indeed a little dizzy, the two trees that were broken just now were also very strong, if it wasn't for the foundation of transformation, the face of the divine bird would be completely lost this time .

Fortunately, by the way, he stunned a wild sheep and saved some face.

This group of teenagers also went hunting when they went out, and they harvested a lot. The old patriarch of the tribe hurriedly greeted them to pack their prey, and had dinner at night.

This primitive tribe doesn't expect to eat delicious and exquisite food, but it is full of pride.

Holding a roast leg of lamb, Baiyunlou secretly roasted it again with the method of fire, and then he spoke in satisfaction.

While gnawing on a leg of lamb and drinking golden pheasant soup, Baiyunlou asked about the recent situation in the tribe.

Listening to the old patriarch's narration, he finally got a general understanding of the situation of this tribe and this small world.

This tribe is called the Houshan tribe, and the totem is a big mountain.

Two years ago, a powerful monster unexpectedly came to the tribe, and the masters of the clan fought with it, and finally killed the monster, but most of the middle-aged members of the clan died.

Fortunately, after these two years of training, the juniors in the clan have all grown up, and this has given the clan a new lease of life.

The tribal boy who fought against Baiyun Tower today is named Hua Xiaojiu, who is ranked ninth in the younger generation, but is the strongest in the younger generation.

Speaking of the current situation in the outside world, the old patriarch has never been too far away, but he still knows a thing or two about some rules and important things that have been passed down from generation to generation in this world.

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There are two major races in this world, the human race and the orc race, and the east and west each occupy half of the territory. Now the tribe is located in the east, and there are not so many orc races.

On the plateau in the middle of the mainland, there is a holy lake. Every three years, a wave of aura erupts from the holy lake. Young humans and orcs jump into the lake to receive the baptism of the aura, and they can become stronger.

In a few days, it will be the period of spiritual energy tide. Needless to say, the spiritual thing to be chopped up this time must be in the holy lake.

The old patriarch was successful in physical training, but he is getting old, his eyesight has been very blurred in the past two years, he is worried that no one will take the younger generation of the tribe to the holy lake for baptism, and now he hears that his second brother has returned , I am overjoyed.

According to what the old patriarch said, with the foot strength of the clansmen, it would take at most two or three days to reach the holy lake.

That being the case, Baiyun Tower is not in a hurry to find the sacred object in the lake.

Originally, this time I came here specially to practice sword intent in this small world, and it is most desirable to be able to practice safely.

However, the wave of spiritual energy in the holy lake should not be missed. Just now, the extremely fast punch from the tribal boy made Baiyun Tower feel an unusual change, and he gained a little more understanding of the small world in this tower.

In the first wild small world where the monster races are everywhere, in order to have a clearer insight into the afterimages of those monster races at their extreme speed, Baiyunlou specially spent a lot of time refining the demon eyes.

Originally thinking that this refining method would not affect the body, Baiyunlou didn't care much about it. Now that he noticed something abnormal, he had to investigate carefully.

After a lot of fun, Baiyunlou returned to the independent shack that he arranged for himself, which was considered a shelter from the wind and rain. The little red bird couldn't stay idle, so he slipped out of the tribe a long time ago, saying that he was looking for spiritual objects to refine demons away.

Sitting cross-legged on a piece of animal skin, Baiyunlou was not in a hurry to comprehend the sword intent sealed in his spiritual consciousness, and carefully examined the changes in the transformed body.

When the young man rushed over just now, his figure was extremely fast. When he was approaching, the punch he swung brought out a series of afterimages, but it was very clear in Baiyunlou's eyes. Now, that's how it feels.

After some testing, Baiyunlou sensed that it wasn't any miraculous change in his eyes, but his spiritual consciousness, which became stronger in the ability to distinguish things.

In the last small world, it seemed that they were refining and washing the demon eyes, but they were actually refining their spiritual consciousness.

Now that you know the reason, you can practice and refine it in a targeted manner, and then your noumenon consciousness will make real progress.

When Bai Yunlou received the punch just now, although Bai Yunlou could see it clearly, he actually received it a little hastily, that is, he couldn't keep up with the reaction in his movements. Although he received it steadily, he withstood all the force.

If the reaction is fast enough, it should be easy to dispel the fist force with the method of controlling power of Paiyun Palm.

After arriving in this small world, the strength of Baiyun Tower has not increased much compared to when he first entered the wild small world. Except for the enhancement of the demon eyes brought into this small world, the powerful demon body and the power of rules refined They all stayed in the wild small world.

However, knowing the rules of the small world in the tower, Baiyunlou's confidence has greatly increased, and he has a clearer direction of cultivation.

Shen Nian was silent for a while, and with a movement of his divine thoughts, he felt the sword intent sealed in his thoughts.

Even in the small world of this tower, just to be cautious, Baiyun Tower only observes and comprehends it, and does not directly integrate it into the spiritual consciousness.

If you integrate into the spiritual consciousness, you will be bound by the power of the rules of the small world in this tower, and you may dissipate and forget it in a moment.

It's also good to observe and understand, so that you can condense your own sword intent.

If it is only about the sword intent, the sword intent concentrating on Baiyunlou's will to slay the devil is not weak, but now it seems that the spirit is still a little bit weak.

Now that I have seen the small world of the heavens that Senior Sister Qingchi evolved, I deeply feel the power of rules in the small world. These powers of rules seem powerful, but they are also a kind of constraint.

Only like Qing Yunzi, who can condense the sword intent that can cut through the power of rules, can he truly resist or even kill the demon.

After observing for a while, Baiyunlou had some insights, so he stepped out of the shack, came to the open space beside the tribe, pulled out the dragon scale sword on his back, and practiced the sword with the inspiration of divine thoughts.

It is not easy to cut a sword that is not bound by the rules, but in this small world in the tower, there is plenty of time, so you can practice with peace of mind.

If the spells and supernatural powers are limited, then you don't need it, and you can just concentrate on sword cultivation.

From nightfall to dawn, Baiyunlou practiced sword sometimes, and practiced cloud-dispelling palm at other times. Anyway, it was transformed by the body's spiritual consciousness, so even if he didn't sleep and rest, he wouldn't feel sleepy.

Just after dawn, a ray of red light flashed, and Baiyunlou, who was practicing Cloud Pailing Palm, raised his hand to catch it. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see clearly that the little red bird ran over quickly, threw a vermilion fruit, and then turned around Fly away.

At this time, an angry cry came from a distance from the side of the tribe, and it passed through the sky of the tribe in an instant, chasing after the little red bird.

This is a golden-brown golden eagle flying across the air, with a bunch of golden-yellow hair on the top of its head that is very eye-catching. It is not big in size, but its strength is very strong. opponent.

According to the speed of escape just now, it would probably not take a moment to catch up to the little red bird. Baiyunlou's figure flashed, and he was about to stand up with the sword, which made him feel very strenuous.

Not to mention walking with Yujian, it is a bit reluctant to simply float with Yujian, and the suppression of the power of rules is very strong. After all, this is a small world suitable for body training.

Unable to control the sword, he could only use light-weight exercises, but this time it went smoothly. When he was practicing Paiyun Zhang just now, he discovered that the true energy of the warrior can circulate in this small world without any hindrance.

It turns out that the rules of this small world limit the supernatural powers that can be cast by borrowing aura, but there is no restriction on the true qi cultivated by refining and transforming qi.

With the experience of entraining qi, with the extraordinary aptitude and powerful spiritual consciousness of this transformation body, Baiyun Tower has already refined a lot of pure zhenqi in the dantian in one night.

While thinking about it, Baiyunlou's figure disappeared in a flash, chasing in the direction of the little red bird flying away.

Just after chasing two hills, Baiyunlou stopped and stood on a peak.

At this moment, it was too late to rescue, in a ravine several miles away, the little red bird was about to escape into the ground, when a flash of the golden eagle swooped down and grabbed it.

After being caught by the golden eagle, the little red bird's eyes flashed red, and it was ready to use the unique fire-breathing technique.

At such a close distance, if it was sprayed, the golden eagle would be seriously injured even if it did not die, but suddenly the little red bird withdrew its fire-breathing thoughts, raised its claws and grabbed under the golden eagle's belly.

This is courting death!The corner of Baiyunlou's mouth twitched, thinking to himself.

Sure enough, the pain-eating golden eagle retracted its sharp claws and directly crushed the head of the little red bird's transformed golden bird.

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In an instant, the whole body of the golden bird turned into a phantom and dissipated. The golden eagle couldn't help being startled, circled in place for a while, raised its head to the sky and screamed angrily, and then flew away to where it came from.

When the figure of the golden eagle was far away, Baiyun Tower turned out from behind the boulder, looked at the crimson vermilion fruit in his hand, and sighed secretly, this Ah Li really wanted the fruit to die, but fortunately, in this world in the tower, he died It's nothing more than spending some divine thoughts.

Putting away the vermilion fruit, Baiyunlou flashed back, and just arrived at the place where the sword was practiced, when he heard another burst of angry birds singing from a distant place.

At this time, a jin bird ran into the shack of Baiyunlou by sticking to the woodland. Baiyunlou couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and his figure flashed back to the shack, blocking the breath coming from inside the shack.

Back at the shack, Baiyunlou was stunned, this little red bird is quite capable, it didn't take long, not only re-formed, but also went back to the golden eagle's nest.

Seeing the uprooted red fruit tree, Baiyun Tower was speechless for a while.

This small fruit tree is about two feet high, and more than a dozen red fruits on it are almost ripe.

It can be seen from the fluctuation of the aura emanating from the spirit fruit that this spirit fruit is very extraordinary, no wonder Ah Li would rather die once to get this fruit.

But the little red bird did a good job of adjusting the tiger away from the mountain this time, and Baiyunlou couldn't help but praise it.

The little red bird generously separated half, and Baiyun Tower was not polite. This spiritual fruit should be like the crystal beads in the wild small world, and it is a spiritual thing that can be supplemented with cultivation.

Seeing that the little red bird started to devour, Baiyunlou told the little red bird what he felt.

The little red bird had a little understanding, and roughly understood the direction of cultivation.

After devouring half of the vermilion fruit, the little red bird went out again after a little refinement, saying that it wanted to seek a breakthrough in the battle.

This is also a way, Baiyunlou swallowed a few vermilion fruits, felt the aura in his body surge like a tide, he couldn't help but became excited, went out of the shack, and called out the young man Hua Xiaojiu who had fought against yesterday, saying that he wanted to teach martial arts.

Hearing that the second uncle was going to teach him the skills of fighting, the young man jumped out of the shack happily and came to the open space beside him.

"Let Second Uncle see Xiao Jiu's strength..." Bai Yunlou stood up and said casually.

"Okay, I'm here..." After saying that, Hua Xiaojiu stopped, causing a cloud of smoke and dust, and her figure was faster than that day, obviously using all her strength.

This time, Baiyun Tower was prepared, and rushed aside Hua Xiaojiu's figure.

Hua Xiaojiu was also amazing. After rushing more than ten feet away, she stopped abruptly, stomped on the huge boulder beside her, and stepped on the boulder directly. She was a little faster than before, and rushed back.厺厽LOL Novel Network lolxsw.com 厺厽

Baiyunlou needs this kind of extremely fast master to practice with him. Although Hua Xiaojiu's punches are very strong, but with the blessing of true energy, Paiyunzhang is quite easy to deal with.

At this time, a few tribal teenagers came to watch the battle, Baiyunlou felt that Zhu Guo's medicinal power was still emitting, and only with pressure can the body training effect be better.

He simply called out to let a few teenagers beside him make a move together. These teenagers immediately made a sound of surprise, but they were not polite when they made a move. They grabbed their wooden sticks and hatchets and charged forward.

The brats in the primitive tribe just didn't have the rules, and they just gave up their shots. This posture probably regarded themselves as prey, and each of them screamed excitedly and fought hard. For a while, Baiyunlou really felt the pressure increased.

What made Baiyun Tower speechless the most was that there was a little girl on the side hiding behind a tree and shooting cold arrows, she didn't talk about martial arts...

Under the strong pressure, Baiyun Tower dodges from left to right, often pushes the wooden stick in the slightest, avoids the light of the knife, and dodges the bone arrow...

Unknowingly, Baiyunlou entered a state, using the smallest dodge range to avoid one attack after another, and dodging gradually became an instinct.