The little flower is very inconspicuous, the small one is not even as thick as Li Chuyi's thumb, and the gray color is unpleasant like an ugly duckling. Pen~Fun~Ge www.biquge.info Tian Lai Novel.23txt.But in the eyes of Li Chuyi and Hao Hongzhuang, it was so eye-catching that they couldn't look away from it at all, and even the four-colored flower bones from the buds on the other four fingers were ignored.

For a long time, Hao Hongwei took a deep breath.

"How did you do that?"

Swallowing his saliva fiercely, Li Chuyi looked at the gray little flower and didn't speak for a long time, because he didn't know what was going on.

The little gray flower grew out of thin air, both the color and the aura revealed on it were undoubtedly dead, pure, and extremely rich. However, its root was based on the outer skin on Li Chuyi's thumb, and he clearly saw that the mana under the skin was obviously his own living god refining mana, but for some reason, it became like this after changing into a rhizome through the epidermis.

Li Chu couldn't figure it out, and after thinking for a long time, the only explanation he could come up with was that there was a problem with that mantra, not that there was something wrong with him.

"I said, second brother, are you sure that your mantra is okay?"

Hao Hongzhuang didn't answer him immediately, but stretched out his right hand and put it in front of him, and in the blink of an eye, shoots appeared on his right hand, and buds sprouted in the turn of breath, and finally turned into colorful flowers, which at first glance looked like he was holding a cluster of flowers.

Li Chuyi was silent.

He knew that Hao Hongzhuang was using the same spell as him, but the result after casting the spell was obviously different. The other four fingers of his were the same as Hao Hongzhuang's, but this thumb didn't know what kind of medicine he had taken wrong, and he actually produced such a thing.

After thinking about it, Li Chu cut off the mana supply on his thumb with a single thought. But the result after cutting it off was not what he thought, the gray flower did not wither and wither, but was still swaying there as lifeless as before, with a pitiful look that wanted to attract the attention of others.

Li Chuyi frowned, and shook his right hand vigorously to get rid of it. But he shook it for a long time to no avail, the seemingly weak gray flower was still pitifully hanging on his thumb, but the flower bones on the other four fingers were thrown off a lot.

What the hell is this?

The little fat man who didn't believe in evil directly stretched out his left hand and pulled out the little gray flower, without any pain, it seemed that the little gray flower was just floating lightly on his thumb, and his left hand just touched it before it was forced, and it fell off by itself and was held in Li Chuyi's hand.

Hao Hongzhuang was taken aback, after all, this is a thing of dead condensation, even if Li Chuyi made it up by himself, it was very dangerous, and it was very likely to have unpredictable consequences if he picked it directly. But it was too late for him to organize it, the little gray flower had already been held in Li Chuyi's hand, and after carefully observing it for a long time, he didn't see anything unusual about the little fat man, Hao Hongzhuang put his mind at ease and looked at him and the little flower in his hand with a curious face.

"How the hell did you do that?"

Hao Hongzhuang asked again, he was really curious about how Li Chuyi did it.

This spell is really simple, and the monks who are very pure in their bodies and have no dead breath will give birth to shoots, and those who are skilled in cultivating or who specialize in this path will further make the buds bud or bloom flowers. And those monks who have dark wounds caused by death qi in their bodies, the buds they give birth to will wither as soon as they appear, and the ghost cultivators in human skins can't even sprout sprouts, and they will even be eaten by this spell.

A person like Li Chuyi, who can give birth to a flower that is completely condensed from dead air, Hao Hongzhuang has never even heard of it, because it is simply impossible. The spells of the Terran monks need the monk's mana to be urged, and mixing with death qi will make the mana impure spell fail, not to mention that it can directly condense a flower of death qi, and Li Chuyi's situation should not be possible at all.

But Li Chuyi not only did it in front of him, but it was even more terrifying, in addition to the dead qi flower on his thumb, there were still fresh flowers on the other four fingers that should appear when casting spells normally!

In Hao Hongzhuang's impression, this phenomenon of coexistence of life and death can only exist in those living dead, and such harmony and perfection like Li Chuyi can only be achieved by a person who cultivates at the top of the living dead. Which of those people is not a person whose cultivation is unfathomable and even comparable to the power of a true immortal, it is not at all the ability that a little doll in the early stage of refining gods like Li Chuyi should have!

Squinting his eyes and looking at Li Chuyi silently, Hao Hongzhuang secretly wondered if this little fat man was some idle egg, a painful living dead old monster, pretending to be a young man and running out to relieve his boredom.

Seeing Hao Hongzhuang's appearance, how could Li Chuyi not be able to guess what he was thinking? He was already full of doubts and depression, and now he was even more panicked.

"Don't look at me like that, I'm really not a living dead, sir, I'm really seventeen years old this year, and I don't know what's going on!"

Hao Hongzhuang nodded noncommittally, but there was still a faint wariness in his squinted eyes.

Li Chuyi was helpless, the more he explained, the more unclear it became. couldn't explain it clearly, so he simply ignored it, and the little fat man looked at the little gray flower in his hand with a bitter face.

The divine sense probed, and the Yin and Yang Dao eyes glanced at it again, except for the rich death aura on it, this little flower didn't look like he had condensed it with mana at all, but it looked like it was real.

After thinking about it, Li Chuyi gently flicked it with his hand a few times. The touch of his fingers on it is also the same as that of a real flower, but after being gently pressed by him, it does not break, but bounces up directly, letting him know that this flower looks fragile, but in fact it is very tough.

After taking the small flower and looking at it for a long time, Li Chuyi gritted his teeth and touched it on the quilt, and when he saw that there was still no vision, he relaxed slightly, took it and began to experiment one by one.

Quilts, pillows, wooden bedboards, teacups, etc., etc., until he took a picture of an apple on the table and put it on it, the long-awaited vision finally appeared.

The moment the flower touched the apple, the apple that looked tender and juicy dried up. There is no process of decay, but wilting and cracking as if it has been drained of water. As it dried up, layers of dregs continued to fall from the surface of the apple, until finally the small flower disappeared, and the apple also turned into a cloud of ash in Li Chuyi's hands.

You don't need to investigate the two of them to know that this apple was drained of life and turned into powder directly.

Hao Hongzhuang squinted his eyes and watched the whole process, and after groaning slightly, he asked for the third time, "How did you do it?"

"I don't know..."

Li Chuyi said weakly, he was completely out of temper.

He also wanted to know what was going on in front of him, but he didn't know the reason for what he had made, and an inexplicable sense of panic permeated his whole body.

After being silent for a long time, Hao Hongzhuang said in a low voice: "You know this matter, you must not let a third person know!"

Li Chuyi nodded without hesitation, of course he wouldn't let others know about it!

Originally, he had a wanted warrant for a "ghost clan spy" on his body, and if people knew that he had to sit down directly, he would not have to sit down directly! When the time came, he would become the public enemy of the entire human race and even the entire living soul cultivator, and the Taixu Palace might not be able to protect him!

Hao Hongzhuang suddenly smiled and patted him on the shoulder comfortingly.

"Don't panic, it's no problem if you don't leak this out! I'll tell you, this isn't necessarily a bad thing, do you know how many living dead monks dream of reaching the realm you want?

"I don't want this creation!"

Li Chuyi cried with a sad face, and then looked at Hao Hongzhuang with some strange eyes.

"Second Brother Hao, you open and close your mouth to the living dead, do you know this faction very well?"

Hao Hongzhuang nodded: "I know a little bit about it, a few of them are still my friends, and they usually come back to me occasionally to help them treat their injuries and patch them!"

Heal an injury... Sewing and mending...

Li Chuyi finally knew how Hao Hongzhuang's "medical skills" were practiced.

It is said that the living dead first refine themselves into life and zombie, and then use secret methods to seal the divine soul in their bodies to keep their spiritual wisdom alive, and finally begin to absorb dead qi for cultivation. In a way, the living dead are a type of zombie.

Zombies are dead corpses to put it bluntly, and they are injured without life, and they naturally cannot heal slowly like living beings, and can only be repaired through various external forces, and as Hao Hongzhuang said, sewing and repairing are the most basic means. If some parts are too badly damaged, such as a broken arm, they can naturally directly find a new arm to modify it and connect it for themselves, and how Hao Hongzhuang's technique of continuing the broken arm of the unlucky Wu family's entourage that day came from can be imagined.

Looking at Hao Hongzhuang, Li Chuyi reacquainted himself with the second young master of the Hao family. Terran monks who had dealings with the living dead, and even had a few friends with the living dead, Hao Hongzhuang was the first one he had seen.

The ghost clan is the mortal enemy of all living soul cultivators, including the human monks, and although the living dead are not as absolute as the status of the ghost cultivators in the human race, they are also a very unpopular race.

You must know that the living dead are the favorite targets of many corpse-chasing sects, and after they maintain their spiritual wisdom, they can be turned into extremely high-quality corpse worms with a little practice, so there are often corpse-chasing sects hunting the living dead monks everywhere.

After the living dead have cultivated to a certain level, they can properly hide their identities, and then they will come out to move, and they will not make a move easily, so as not to expose their identities. And this Second Young Master Hao can not only have dealings with them, but even have a few friends of the living dead, Second Master Hao's ability can be imagined.

The shoulder was tapped again, and Li Chuyi's thoughts were interrupted. Looking at Hao Hongzhuang, who was full of joy, Li Chuyi was completely convinced of this master's habit of liking to shoot people at every turn.

Hao Hongzhuang didn't realize it at all, he stretched out his hand and put a few prohibitions in the room, and finally looked at Li Chuyi excitedly.

"Come on, come on, you weirdness, let's study it again and see if there are any other surprises!"

looked at Hao Hongzhuang expressionlessly, his face turned red with excitement, his eyes narrowed directly into a line with a smile, and Li Chuyi was silent.