A big stick sweeps across the wilderness

Jiang Yu slept for three days at a stretch.

When I woke up, I felt itchy.

As a result, when he opened his eyes, he saw Araguan Ruoxue, Fang Yuan and Han Xinshuang surrounding him. Working on a vine pattern.

When Fang Yuan saw him open his eyes, he shouted in surprise: "Hey, you're finally awake!"

At this time, his hair was messy, his clothes were broken in many places, and one of his eyes was black and blue.

Helping Jiang Yu sit up, there was a hint of concern in his joy: "I heard that you became like this after wandering around the entrance of Guixu? How did you do it?"

Jiang Yu stretched. The bones all over the body made a "clicking" sound.

Grinning: "Long time no see, I miss you so much."

"what……"

Fang Yuan took a few steps back with disgust on his face: "Is there something wrong with your brain?"

"Just wake up!" Aragaki Ruoxue said in a cold tone. He walked aside and sat quietly with an indifferent attitude.

Only Han Xinshuang blinked his big eyes, his face almost touching Jiang Yu's: "What have you experienced?"

Jiang Yu looked at his skinny palms, smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Crush him into pieces and teleport him to Taoist Zilu's lair. I talked about being chased, losing my way, encountering a swarm of sharks, and taming an ancient shark.

It was originally a quite sad story. But they heard Fang Yuan and Han Xinshuang's blood boiling.

Even Ruoxue Aragaki, who was sitting quietly, turned his head slightly.

"What happened next? I heard that you jumped into Guixu and got bounced back. Then you sucked in, but the more you sucked, the thinner you became. What happened?" Fang Yuan asked the questions in several people's minds.

"Hey, who said I was ejected? There is no concept of time in Guixu. I stayed there for at least several years." Jiang Yu said another unbelievable thing.

At this moment, Old Turtle's voice sounded in several people's minds: "Is even time dead? Then how did you survive?"

Jiang Yu subconsciously touched his back.

Then he sighed: "My precious stick..."

The old turtle was silent for a moment and asked again: "My little friend, would you like to tell us about the situation in Guixu?"

Jiang Yu casually summoned a ball of water.

I had a good drink first and then washed my face.

Only then did he narrate what he saw and heard in Guixu.

Except for the purple gourd, nothing else was reserved.

Several people exclaimed in surprise.

The battlefield between gods and demons.

The ten-foot-tall corpse of the witch clan, the angry-eyed first-generation gods, the peerless magic weapons everywhere, and the legendary Jianmu...

Jiang Yu only described it in a calm tone, and the few of them felt as if they had witnessed a shocking battle tens of thousands of years ago.

"There are so many treasures, why didn't you pick out a few?"

Fang Yuan was filled with emotion and felt great regret.

This time it was Old Turtle who gave the answer: "Everything in Guixu is dead. Not to mention the consequences of casual touching. Even if it is taken to the outside world, it will be turned into waste under the impact of time."

When this issue was mentioned, Fang Yuan became more energetic again: "Actually, you brought something out, right? Otherwise, what's going on with that sucking thing?"

Jiang Yu said half-seriously: "Have you seen the vines on my body? They are the result of my stick. There is soil for them to sprout in Guixu, but there is no energy for growth. So as soon as I leave Guixu, I will absorb them." Breathe it in."

Han Xinshuang touched the vine pattern curiously: "It's a bit like a witch pattern, but the witch pattern is not so big. What is its function?"

As he said that, he stuck out his tongue and wanted to lick it.

As a result, his collar tightened and he was lifted up by Araguan Ruoxue: "Jiang Yu's body is exhausted, let him have a good rest. Let's go catch some fish."

Han Xinshuang struggled and shouted: "Hey? Don't you want to meditate?"

"hungry!"

With Jiang Yu's return, several people returned to their previous mode of getting along.

The difference is that because Jiang Yu's physical condition has declined significantly, he can already sparring with Fang Yuan.

In the past, the disparity in strength between the two sides was too great, and he was always worried about accidentally killing Fang Yuan.

It's just right now.

Although every beating made Fang Yuan cry for father and mother, he could relax a little.

In addition, he also began to teach Han Xin Shuang Tail Technique. Ruoxue Aragaki will also invite him to discuss the use of witchcraft.

When he had some free time, Jiang Yu went to study the fifteen witch inscriptions under the statue of Xizi.

There are levels of shaman writing.

The ancestral symbol is unique. No matter what method is used, it cannot be passed to the second person.

The next level of witchcraft can only be transmitted through spiritual thoughts. This level of witchcraft is occasionally passed down when tribal totems are revealed.

The one suspended under the statue of Xiz also belongs to this type.

If witchcraft is carved on oracle bones and stones, part of its power will inevitably be lost and it will become the lowest level of witchcraft.

The shaman writings circulated in the tribe are all of this level.

If this kind of witchcraft is copied and carved into seals, it will lose all its power. Can only be derived into text.

Jiang Yu memorized the fifteen electric witchcraft words and kept them for future study.

Although I bit off more than I could chew, the treasures are all in front of me. There is no reason to waste natural resources.

During this time, Lao Gui returned to the vicinity of Lingsu Island.

Daiyu is now cut off from life and cannot be restored in a short time. So it drove all the monsters to Lingsu Island.

"My little friend, there is a little beast on my back. It has been with me for many years. I'm afraid it will cause trouble if it is sent elsewhere. Why don't you just let it follow you." What the old turtle said was not asking for the consent of a few people.

After finishing speaking, Qiao and Jingjing were sent to Jiang Yu.

"Huh? Jingjing is not dead!" Fang Yuan was overjoyed.

With Jingjing here, he is not the weakest in the team.

"Ugh..."

Seeing him approaching, Qiao immediately bared his teeth and roared. Protect Jingjing tightly behind you.

It was the first time for several people to see Qiao.

I was shocked by its reaction.

Although Ciao looks like a dog, its claws can pop out sharp nails like a cat.

The body shape is twice as big as Jingjing.

His body exuded a fierce aura comparable to that of a great demon in disguise.

The old turtle's voice sounded leisurely: "It is the last cunning one in the world. It used to accompany me to relieve my boredom on Daiyu. Now it can no longer stay."

Jiang Yu stepped forward curiously. Qiao immediately bared his teeth and stared, ready to pounce.

"Wang Wang!"

Jingjing suddenly screamed twice.

Xiao's expression was startled, and his momentum subsided slightly. But he still glared at several people with warning eyes.

Jiang Yu was amused by them: "Hey, we haven't seen each other for a few days. Has the sound changed?"

Jingjing walked around Qiao's huge body and trotted up to Jiang Yu. Nuzzling his hand.

Jiang Yu shook his head and sighed: "One Jingjing, one cunning. Add a nine-tailed fox. We will all become beast tamers."

Han Xinshuang immediately bared his teeth. He showed a fierce expression: "Who are you talking about?"

Jiang Yu quickly changed his words: "That's wrong, you don't need to tame me."

Aragaki Ruoxue's eyes were full of sparkles: "The cunning aura of this one is not inferior to that of a great witch. It would be a great help to keep it by your side. Why not give it a name!"

"Name it? Just call it Ciao. It's the last one anyway, so I'm not afraid of naming it wrong." Jiang Yu was afraid of trouble.

"No, it's better to give it a name. It means it becomes one of us." Aragaki Ruoxue's tone contained a rare hint of coquettishness.

Jiang Yu scratched his head.

He looked at Jingjing and then at Qiao. Then look at Jingjing.

A constipated expression.

After holding it in for a long while, he slapped his thigh suddenly.

Holding Jingjing’s horn, he shook it vigorously: “Big Jing!”

After saying that, he pointed at Qiao with a wary look: "Little monster!"