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There is also Bigu Dan, although Wen Mo said that it was refined by another senior brother.

But casually checked, she knew that she had refined it herself.

As an outer disciple, even if he has learned some before, there are very few who can refine the pill.

Now that I think about it, where did those elixirs for refining Bigu Dan come from.

……

The doubts of the past came to his heart, making the fat man's heart restless.

These thoughts were fleeting, and they were only a few breaths.

Wen Mo didn't expect the fat man to think so much, so he withdrew his hand and said, "This tree gave me Lingzhi, and I will give it some spiritual power in return." Look, isn't it more energetic now?" she said, patting the trunk.

The branches of the tree swayed happily, as if in response to her.

The fat man looked at the crazy branches, swallowed his saliva, and regardless of the doubts in his heart, he only felt that his body was stiff into stone.

"Let's go. ”

It is indeed more energetic, if there are feet, it is estimated that they are all jumping! The fat man's heart is broken.

Wen Mo nodded, saw the fat man's expression, and grinned, "You really don't look like a man." ”

"I don't look like a man?" The fat man's eyes narrowed, as if he had been greatly insulted, and he was suddenly not afraid of anything, "Xiao Momo~ Where did you see that I was a woman? You look at the muscles!" he gestured.

Wen Mo looked at it, covered his eyes and said, "Forget it, you better be a man." ”

When the fat man saw her covering her eyes, he immediately said resentfully: "Little Silence, what do you mean by this?"

"Can't you see that?" Winmer squinted at him, "I imagined for a moment, and thought you would be too dirty if you were a woman. ”

The fat man said leisurely: "I didn't expect me to be like this in your heart......"

Wen Mo nodded, and poked another knife in his heart, "Mmmm, yes." ”

The fat man turned his face away and ignored Wen Mo. His heart was a little uncertain, and he didn't dare to talk to Wen Mo more, for fear that she would find out what was wrong with him.

The two continued to walk forward, still carnival-like plants along the way, as if there was no end to it.

The fat man didn't speak all the way, and Wen Mo asked if he was talking too much.

She reached out and poked her fat arm, "Are you angry?"

"No!" the fat man pouted, very arrogant.

"Really?" Winmer poked again.

"No!" the fat man glanced at Winmer.

Wen Mo poked and poked and was addicted, chubby meat, poking really very good.

The fat man also noticed this, and slapped Wen Mo's hand away, "You don't want to apologize, do you?

Wimmer shrugged and was spotted.

But she smiled and said, "I'm showing my love for you!"

When the fat man heard this, his heart jumped, his expression was complicated, and he said faintly: "It turns out that you like me so much......"

Immer blinked and nodded, "yes, I like chubby." "Very tactile and tacky!

The fat man glanced at her wryly, and felt that Wen Mo did not look like he had been sent by a hostile force.

If it had been sent by a hostile force, she should have been cautious, but her actions looked as if she had never been out of the house.

Could it be that it came from the hidden family?

Wen Mo didn't know what the fat man was thinking, and seeing that the fat man was no longer depressed, he pulled his sleeve, "Let's go quickly." ”

The fat man suddenly felt a scorching gaze fall on him, making his heart tremble.

He looked around vigilantly, but found nothing.

"What's wrong?" Winmer let go of his sleeve.

"It's nothing, let's hurry up, I feel like there's something dangerous nearby. The fat man looked at his sleeve for a moment, and a trace of loss flashed in his heart.

Not long after they were gone, a black figure appeared, looking at their backs and thinking about something, looking at the fat man with a look of extreme dissatisfaction.

After walking for a while, a branch suddenly stopped Wen Mo and the two.

"Be careful!" the fat man turned his back to Wonmer's back, wary.

It was so quiet that only the breath of the two of them remained, and it was already dark, except for a faint light coming in from the dense bushes.

"This is for me?" Winsmer began.

She looked at the thousand-year-old white arts on the vine that blocked her, and was amazed.

"What?" the fat man asked, thinking Winmer talking to him.

Wen Mo took the atractylodes from the vine, "Thank you. ”

The vine swung twice but didn't take it back, Wen Mo thought about it, tentatively stretched out his hand to hold the vine and injected some spiritual power, and then let go of his hand.

The vine seemed pleased, twisted it twice, and retracted in satisfaction.

The fat man watched in amazement as Wimmer interacted with the vines, and muttered, "These plants are really conscious......"

Winmer was also surprised, "yes, they know we want a potion. I also know how to exchange elixir for my spiritual power. It seems that spiritual power is good for them. That's why I changed it. She mused.

The fat man nodded, "Maybe it'......"

They walked a few more times and encountered several more of these plays.

The fat man in the middle also tried it once, injecting spiritual power into the vine, although the vine was a little disgusted, but he still accepted it, and finally threw the fat man a century-old elixir.

The fat man's heart is broken. If there was no comparison between Wen Mo's thousand-year-old elixir, he would have gotten the hundred-year elixir for nothing, and he would have been very happy.

But if there is a contrast, there will be still harm. He didn't want to talk anymore.

Wen Mo held back a smile and comforted him a few words, wanting to give him a thousand-year-old plant.

The fat man refused with a dark face, and hid the hundred-year-old elixir he had exchanged for spiritual power. The night is not suitable for traveling in the forest, because there will be unknown dangers.

Although the plants were kind to the two of them for some reason, they decided to find a place with fewer trees and take a break.

The two took turns resting. In fact, it is better to say that it is rest, but it is better to meditate to restore spiritual power. It's just that the two of them take turns meditating.

The night in the small secret realm was very short, and after about two hours, the sky began to brighten.

The light is a little dim, and the forest is even quieter.

Wen Mo gave the fat man a Bigu Dan and swallowed one himself.

"Why don't you eat?" Win Mo wondered.

"I ate before I came in. Otherwise, you will be hungry during the day. The fat man said.

"Oh, I see. Wen Mo touched her head, because she had eaten it before, and the effect has continued to this day.

"Let's go. The fat man discerned the direction and took the lead in opening the way.

Wermer nodded, and followed.

In the morning, the plants were quiet, and only when Wen Mo and the two walked by, they shook their bodies, as if they had been woken up by the two.

The fat man exhaled, he really couldn't stand this soft thing that was writhing around.

Wen Mo was a little disappointed in her heart, she still wanted to change some elixir.

She had a total of ten thousand-year-old elixirs, the least of which was a thousand years. The most is three thousand years.