The Villain Has Blackened Again

After thinking about it in his heart, Shang Wuyan withdrew his scrutinizing gaze without any trace, and his eyes drooped slightly.

As long as he doesn't discharge those peach blossom eyes, he can instantly turn back into a humble passerby.

Li Wu, who appeared, didn't care about the hostility in the eyes of others. He looked at Nan Xun and gave her a look that only the two of them could understand. Then, when he lifted his right hand, his five fingers turned into sharp branches.

Seeing this, Zhou Zixin and Zhang Yu's expressions changed, and they quickly clenched the sword in their hands, tensing their nerves.

Just when a few people thought that the dryad was going to make a big move, he actually pierced the index finger that turned into a sharp branch into his... chest.

Several people were dumbfounded.

I go! Could it be a demon cultivator with an abnormal mind?

The essence of the vegetation-type spirits and monsters are all gathered in the acquired vegetation heart, which is more valuable than the demon pill.

This demon cultivator actually stabbed Mu Xin with his finger?

Go crazy!

Bring a bottle here. Li Wu said to Nan Xun with his expression unchanged.

Ever since the demon cultivator appeared, Nan Xun's eyes had been fixed on him, waiting for his words.

A trace of displeasure flashed across the neglected Xue Ming's eyes, his pupils flickered slightly, and when he flipped through it casually, it turned out to be a good storage jade bottle.

He handed the jade bottle in front of Nan Xun, Xun Xun, this bottle is made of scarlet red jade, it can keep the aura of any congealed jade dew alive.

Nan Xun's eyes lit up suddenly, Crimson jade? Ah...Brother Xueming, where did you get it, this jade is perfect for storing wood essence! But, this thing is just given to me?

Angrily brushing Xue Ming with a sense of presence, he raised his eyebrows slightly, It's not a rare thing, just take it.

Then, I won't be polite. Nan Xun quickly took the vial from his palm, and ran towards Li Wu with the vial in his hands.

Xue Ming subconsciously took a step forward, but did not follow.

Nan Xun asked Liuhuoshu in a low voice: Senior, why did you give me Mu Jingyuan in front of outsiders, aren't you afraid that others will remember you as a treasure?

The three-thousand-year Flowing Fire Spiritual Wood Essence, although not as attractive as the ten-thousand-year Wood Essence that the head of Kunyun presented at the concluding ceremony of the lovers and Taoists, is still very precious, not to mention that the Flowing Fire is still a nobleman in the wood , is not comparable to ordinary vegetation.

When Li Wu's fingers were pulled out from his chest, there was already a lot of emerald green juice dripping on the fingertips, exuding a strong fragrance.

The juice was aimed at the crimson jade bottle and dripped a full five drops.

This made Nanxun very happy.

Originally, she only wanted two or three drops, but this honest Flowing Fire Tree gave her five drops!

Nan Xun smiled until his eyes narrowed into crescent moons, and he silently wrung his fingers in his heart.

Ah Ming, Xiaomeng, Shi Yu, and herself, take one drop each, and keep the other drop for whoever treats her well in the future.

Zhao Lianrong stared straight at Mu Jingyuan, her eyes turned red and she was filled with jealousy.

Thousands of years of wood essence! Still so fresh wood essence! Then use this red jade bottle to keep it fresh for at least a hundred years!

It wasn't just Zhao Lianrong, Zhou Zixin and Zhang Yu all had strange expressions on their faces, even Shang Wuyan, those peach blossom eyes were a little deeper at this moment.

Such a good thing, if you say you don't move your heart, it would be too fake.

The wound on Li Wu's chest has healed automatically. He smiled lightly at Nan Xun and said, Do you think I'm only in the transformation stage? In the past three thousand years, the psychic fluid accumulated in my body has been slowly absorbed by me. When I was asleep, The cultivation base has slowly risen to the peak of the Immortal Journey Stage, Dzogchen.

He didn't deliberately lower his voice when he said this, so everyone present could hear him clearly.

Several people couldn't help but gasp.

What?

The peak of the fugue period is Dzogchen!

God!

The demon cultivator's mind-wandering stage corresponds to the Taoist cultivator's distraction stage. Doesn't this mean that the demon cultivator in front of him already has the ability to compete with the Taoist cultivator's distraction stage?

The corner of Nan Xun's mouth twitched slightly. He could practice even while asleep, and he had even reached the stage of fugue equivalent to the distracted stage of human beings, or was it the peak of Dzogchen?

Could it be that... stupid people have stupid blessings?

After Zhou Zixin thought about it, he gave Zhang Yu a look, and the two put away their other thoughts.

If they were demon cultivators in the Immortal Wandering Stage, they would probably be like ants in his eyes, and they would die if they were just pinched.

That being the case, it is better to make friends temporarily.

Zhao Lianrong suddenly yelled, You demon cultivator is deceiving people. In this sea of ​​clouds secret realm, all living beings are suppressed by the secret realm law, and it is impossible to form pills and transform into forms. Don't be fooled by this ghost. The human form in front of you must be a virtual one. Shadow is an illusion!

Nan Xun couldn't help rolling his eyes, thinking that the other monks were fools.

Li Wu faintly swept towards Zhao Lianrong, and the next moment, his black eyes turned crimson.

In an instant, a powerful demon force swept towards Zhao Lianrong.

Before Zhao Lianrong could use any moves, he was blown away by the demonic force, hit the cliff hard, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

She got up quickly, and as soon as she took a step, she felt as if a spell had been cast on her whole body, and she couldn't move at all!

Starting from the legs, Zhao Lianrong's body began to change, first it was as stiff as a stone, and then bark grew on the surface of her body, and the rough bark kept covering her face.

In the end, Zhao Lianrong was turned into a tree without branches.

Or rather, stakes.

Zhou Zixin and Zhang Yu were shocked.

My God, what kind of sorcery is this, it turns a living person into a stake!

Senior, isn't this person... dead already? Nan Xun's wide eyes turned and fell on Li Wu's face.

Li Wu was still the same as before, smiling gently, I am kind-hearted, and I don't like to kill, and killing is not good for practice.

Nan Xun: Mmmm, she slaps people away at the slightest disagreement, and turns living people into stakes. Her temper can be said to be quite...kind.

Li Wu continued to explain: This female cultivator is really noisy. I have never seen such a noisy creature, so let her be a wooden stake for a few days. You don't need to worry. After three days, the spell will be released, and she will turn back to people.

Well...Senior Liwu, what if this stake is accidentally...chopped for firewood within three days? Nan Xun asked.

Li Wu was stunned, I didn't expect this. Otherwise, how many more flowers should I let her bloom? This way it won't be regarded as dead wood.

His questioning expression was quite serious.

When the other people heard this, their brows twitched, and they suddenly felt that this seemingly very powerful demon cultivator was a little... unreliable.

The strange thing is that the casual cultivator named Nanxun actually discussed with this demon cultivator how to make the wooden pile look vivid and beautiful, so as not to cause the disaster of cutting down the tree within three days.

In the end, under Nan Xun's suggestion, a dozen small red flowers bloomed on the dry wooden post, which looked very beautiful.

It looks both vibrant and beautiful, much more pleasing to the eye! Nan Xun was very satisfied with his work.

How many people are left: ...

Xiaoba who is already quite calm: Just get used to it, you see how calm he is.