Little Fairy Raiders Manual

Heavenly Realm.

Tanlang stepped into this increasingly dark and cramped room, even if he was such a master galloping on the battlefield, he couldn't help but feel a damp and cold feeling spreading from the soles of his feet, sweeping his whole body, and couldn't help shivering.

There was a low couch in the back of the room, and the person was leaning on the couch, and his face could not be seen clearly under the dim light.

"Your Majesty." Tanlang saluted respectfully.

"...Where is Jun Hua." After a long time, the man spoke heavily, his voice hoarse.

Tanlang straightened up and knelt down, with a calm expression on his face: "The minister is incompetent, and he failed to bring back the fairy king."

The man laughed lowly, and at the end, all of them taunted: "He lost a piece of immortal bone, and his strength is not even one in ten. You failed to bring him back. Is it because of defeat or because of Sirius?"

Tanlang didn't change his face: "The immortal monarch possesses the power of ice, and I dare not match it."

"Oh, that's a good reason." The man straightened up a little, "Forget it, I was too lenient with him, so let him be self-willed again."

"Your Majesty is merciful."

"However, I'm about to retreat, if I don't see Jun Hua in front of me after leaving the customs, you god will not do it."

"...my minister, obey the order."

After Tan Lang withdrew, the room was quiet again, only Di Jun was left.

Whenever Dijun's devilish energy in his body began to stir, he would retreat here. Counting the days, it was only two or three days before the next retreat.

"Jun Hua..." Di Jun lay down on the couch with his whole body relaxed, and repeated Jun Hua's name in his mouth, "Jun Hua... Jun Hua... Tell me, why are you so naughty... Jun Hua... ...A child who is not good...will be punished."

Yang Yi was still a little dizzy, shocked by the aftermath of the deep purple thunder that fell from the sky just now.

On the ground were several scorched earth pits, and in the pits lay a group of men in black who were also charred.

Mu Qingzhou didn't change his face, walked around the pit, and walked into the depths of the woods. After walking a few steps, he found that Yang Yi was still where he was, so he couldn't help asking him: "Aren't you following?"

"Ah? Ah! Here we come!"

Yang Yi hurriedly trotted to keep up.

"Qingzhou, are we still looking for caves?"

"Why not?"

"These people are all here to bring Qingzhou back, they can't beat Qingzhou at all." Yang Yi sighed, "I feel that Qingzhou is too worried."

"These are the lowest-ranking guards, they are sent by Greedy Wolf to deceive people." Mu Qingzhou said calmly, "There are plenty of people who don't deal with Sirius and want to please my master. You don't want to meet them."

The two walked along the river all the way to the deep mountains, and within half a day they could see a lake hidden in the forest and hear the sound of the waterfall.

Yang Yi's eyes lit up, and he said happily: "I read in the novel, there must be a cave behind the waterfall, Qingzhou, wait for me, I'll go up and have a look."

Speaking of which, Yang Yi stepped on the crappy lightness kung fu, swayed upwards on the protruding stones of the cliff, and was about to plunge into the waterfall, but felt the back of his neck tighten, and something grabbed his collar tightly. Then the cold river water hit his head and face, pouring him a chill, and the next moment, his feet hit the ground.

Mu Qingzhou didn't care that Yang Yi was still in a hurry to wipe the water on his face, loosened his collar, and began to look at this cave.

Just as Yang Yi said, there is a cave hidden behind the waterfall, without the aura of anyone or monsters, it seems that no one has visited for a long time.

"There really are caves." Yang Yi realized belatedly, "How did you know, Qingzhou?"

"It was sensed by spiritual power." Mu Qingzhou waved his sleeve robe, swept out a clean area, sat down cross-legged on the spot, and was about to lay down a layer of enchantment, but there was a pause in his movements, "Yang Yi."

"Huh?" Yang Yi was still wringing out the corner of his clothes, "Is Qingzhou going to start practicing? Do I need to avoid it or do I need to prepare something?"

"To be on the safe side, I will seal [-]% of my spiritual power, so that I will be no different from ordinary people." Mu Qingzhou said, "I have never done this before, so I never know what the result will be, but One thing is obvious, I may not be able to protect you easily, so you can choose to leave now."

Yang Yi paused.

"As compensation, I can open up the meridians for you."

"No need, it's useless to open up the meridians. Master has tried it back then."

Mu Qingzhou frowned, and couldn't think of other ways to compensate, but Yang Yi said again: "Qingzhou, you can do your own thing at ease, I won't leave, to put it bluntly..." towards Mu Qingzhou With a sly smile, "I just depend on you."

In fact, every time Mu Qingzhou used his spiritual power for a complete cycle, he always felt something was wrong.

Just like the tingling pain in his right arm from excessive use of spiritual power, every time the spiritual power goes there, he will feel empty and can barely pass through, but it does not hinder his normal practice.

His master, the Emperor of Heaven Di Jun, told him that it was because he mischievously used his saber, a divine weapon, as a toy when he was young, but was injured by the sword's sword energy, although it was no longer serious after treatment , but the remaining sword energy could not be removed from the arm, leaving an ugly scar on the wrist.

When Mu Qingzhou was in a trance, he would unconsciously rub the scar. When he was a child, he thought it was fun to touch the unevenness there, but it became a habit over time.

But now Dijun lied to him about the most important thing, making him doubt everything Dijun said to him.

Coupled with Tanlang's gaze on the scar on his wrist today, and the words he said, he even suspected that his scar might actually be related to the spiritual power that was blocked when he walked up to the arm.

But he couldn't figure it out, and now he could only bury all his confusion in his heart, and began to seal his spiritual power in meditation.

It is not a pleasant thing to have spiritual power sealed, borrowing external force to suppress the surging spiritual power in the body bit by bit, this process is very tormenting people's mind, I feel that my spiritual power is slowly subsiding, and it is no longer as full as before , it would be uncomfortable for anyone.

Even if it's his own hands.

As the spiritual power in Mu Qingzhou's body was slowly suppressed by himself, the aura around him gradually weakened. When Mu Qingzhou opened his eyes again, Yang Yi could no longer feel the aura surrounding Mu Qingzhou. up.

Mu Qingzhou didn't move immediately, and circulated his spiritual power for a short week, before he let out a breath.

During this period, Yang Yi cooked rice and soup with the food stored in the Qiankun bag. Seeing this, he cautiously asked, "...It's done?"

Mu Qingzhou nodded: "I may only have the skill of Jindan stage now."

"That's good too." Yang Yi's heart was beating well, "I'm the one who built the foundation."

"..." Mu Qingzhou pondered for a moment, and finally asked, "I'm a little concerned, what...is something wrong with your cultivation?"

"Huh?" Yang Yi was stunned, "I practiced according to the method taught by Master. The Wuji Immortal Sect and even the entire Immortal Cultivation World practiced like this in the early days... Maybe it's because I'm not the material."

"...In today's human world, the aura is much thinner." Mu Qingzhou said, "You can't always rely on me, I will teach you a set of exercises that can absorb the aura of heaven and earth, you can try your practice Is it of any use."

Originally, Yang Yi thumped when he heard the first half of the sentence, but he was overjoyed when he heard the second half: "Qingzhou, you are so kind! But there is no rush to practice the exercises for a while, let's eat first!"

I have to say that Yang Yi's cooking skills are very good. It may be that he was doing all kinds of chores when he was in Wuji Xianzong, so he was trained. Although he is not as good as a full-time cook, but for Mu Qingzhou who has always been used to being a widow. Speaking of which, it was already very delicious.

Therefore, once Yang Yi's words came out, Mu Qingzhou was almost meaningless, got up, walked to sit by the fire, and waited quietly for food.

The spiritual power was suppressed, and the remaining spiritual power was not enough to maintain Mu Qingzhou's usual way of resting his body just by meditating. After the meal, Mu Qingzhou yawned a little for the first time.

"Is Qingzhou sleepy?"

"Huh?" Mu Qingzhou didn't know what 'sleepy' meant, "What?"

"Qingzhou doesn't seem to have slept all the time. Even at night, he is meditating and practicing." Yang Yi said, "Now that Qingzhou's spiritual power is sealed, you should go to sleep to rest, right?"

Without waiting for Mu Qingzhou's answer, he took Mu Qingzhou's sleeve and led him to the depths of the cave, where Yang Yi made a simple bed made of dry grass and a small blanket from the universe bag. .

"Although it's not as good as an inn, but it's the only way to go out." Yang Yi felt a little regretful, "Qingzhou lie down and try?"

Mu Qingzhou didn't know what he was going to do, but he still followed his advice.

"Then close your eyes, don't think about anything, and breathe slowly."

"...Isn't this the same as you rest every night?"

"This is sleep." Yang Yi couldn't help joking, "Qingzhou, have you practiced so much that you have forgotten how to rest normally? Now I am a little doubtful about how old you are, Qingzhou. How long does it take you to sleep to forget this? How to sleep."

Maybe... just a few hundred years...

Mu Qingzhou answered silently in her heart.

But the body's reaction was the most real. Mu Qingzhou, who could barely feel the sleepiness, closed his eyes and lay down in less than a cup of tea. His breathing had stabilized, and he fell into a deep sleep.

After Yang Yi cleaned up the pots and bowls, he fiddled with the fire for a while and turned it down a bit.

At this time, the sky outside the cave was already dark, and the orange-red fire reflected in the cave, flickering.

Walking cautiously to the side of the hay shop, he found that Mu Qingzhou was already fast asleep.

It might be because of being extremely sleepy, or it might be the first time he fell asleep after so long, or it might be because he believed in Yang Yi, even though Yang Yi lay down quietly beside him, Mu Qingzhou didn't wake up.

Yang Yi saw Mu Qingzhou's sleeping position for the first time. The person who was lying upright was now lying on his side, curled up slightly, forming a posture of self-protection.

Yang Yi was afraid of waking people up, so he only dared to gently cover Mu Qingzhou with the blanket under his body.

Say something more quietly.

"Good night, Qingzhou."

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