Haoze's cave house is surrounded by mountains and rivers, the scenery is unparalleled, the weather is also warm and smooth, and there is no worry about wind and rain. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

There is only one place that can have such a terrain and such a climate that is located in the middle of the divine realm and can be called a blessed land.

This place is a good place to live, most of the high-grade immortals in the god realm have opened caves around, it is very convenient to find immortals and friends, but if you want to go to other places, especially in the extreme west, you have to cross countless mountains and rivers.

Shi Lan had been prepared for this, and when he went out, he drove a small cloud and floated all the way to the west.

After crossing the two mountains, the sunset gradually spread, and Shi Lan was a little lacking in immortal strength, so he fell into the forest to meditate and rest.

The moonlight was clear, and a bright white glow fell through the branches, leaving a dappled shadow.

Shi Lan was worried that the fierce beast was coming, so he put on an air cover, and the immortal power in his body gradually became abundant, Shi Lan neither wanted to meditate nor refine his body, so he simply leaned on the big tree and looked at the sky in a daze.

I don't know if Hao Ze will miss himself if he leaves like this?

Thinking of Hao Ze's frowning appearance before leaving, Shi Lan smiled slightly wryly, looking at him like that, he wished he had left quickly, how could he worry about himself.

The sound of blades of grass suddenly came from the grass a zhang away, Shi Lan was startled, she didn't care about it, she hurriedly pinched her fingers, and stared vigilantly.

The blades of grass swayed a few times, and a yellow hairball jumped out, and when it saw Shi Lan, its eyes lit up, and it jumped towards Shi Lan with a 'woo'.

Shi Lan dispersed the air cover, caught the hairball that fell into his arms, rubbed it, and said, "Little guy, why are you here?" ”

The little guy blinked his watery eyes, and his head rubbed against her palm, 'wooing' and chirping.

Although he couldn't understand what it was saying, Shi Lan understood what it meant from its tone.

It was complaining that Shi Lan had left it behind and went out alone.

Shi Lan straightened its slightly messy hair, flatteringly scratched the long hair at the base of its ears, and said, "Okay, I know, I'll take you with me in the future." ”

The little guy wagged his tail that couldn't be shorter, and let out a cheerful 'Wang' sound.

Early the next morning, Shi Lan drove the clouds to the west again, and after seven or eight days of rushing during the day and resting at night, he finally arrived at the extreme west at noon on the ninth day.

Falling from the clouds, Shi Lan endured the heat and walked in the endless yellow sand.

Yun Fu once said that the part of the grass growing on the ground is only the size of a palm, and the color of the leaves is extremely close to the color of the land.

Shi Lan inevitably missed it, so he could only measure it on foot.

The sun in the extreme west was scorching like a fire, Shi Lan lowered her flushed cheeks, wiped the sweat stains that had only condensed and were sunburned into a little trace, panting roughly.

The little one clawed and looked up at her worriedly.

Shi Lan curled the corners of her mouth at it, touched its head soothingly, and looked around.

Suddenly, Shi Lan's back was cold, and a hint of alarm flashed in her heart, and she subconsciously flashed next to her.

A brown pincer pressed against the hem of her skirt, snapping and snapping together.

Shi Lan suddenly rose in the clouds, and the pliers immediately rose upward, and there was another pliers not far away to match it.

Shi Lan hurriedly put the next guy on the cloud, pinched the trick to conjure up a glow, and when the glow was entangled with the pliers, she opened the bag that Hao Ze gave her and took out a silk belt.

As soon as she took it out, she was a little stunned, but she didn't expect him to know that he liked red.

Shi Lan felt some secret joy in her heart.

For a moment, she laughed at herself, now she turned into her own fake Lan, he was bent on pleasing others, I was afraid that he was going to give this thing to her, and he just picked up a bargain.

Shaking off the red silk, Shi Lan filled the immortal power, and with a wave of his hand, a red glow sprinkled with the red silk towards the owner of the pliers, a giant scorpion.

The scorpion cracked open its jagged mouthparts, cocked its sharp tail needle and pincers to encircle it on three sides, and blocked it before the glow arrived.

Shi Lan didn't expect this thing to be so powerful, her face was a little solemn, her hands pinched, and she tried her best to control the red silk to fight with the tail needle and the two big pincers.

The scorpion is obviously experienced in a hundred battles, and Shi Lan is a rookie who has just left the house, although she has experienced the world of Xianxia, but after all, the system is different, and she has just used the red silk, even if she is full of theories and methods, there is no way to do it immediately.

The two sides struggled for more than a dozen rounds, and Shi Lan gradually gained the upper hand, and it was only a matter of time before he wanted to take it.

The scorpion apparently noticed this, and suddenly it tilted its head, its mouthparts opening and closing, but there was no sound.

Shi Lan frowned, a little confused.

The little guy anxiously spun around the clouds a few times, and suddenly his mouth was pouted, and his palm-sized body suddenly rose to the size of a football.

The small mouth suddenly opened wide, and a roar spread like a sound wave in a circle.

Shi Lan didn't expect the little guy to be powerful, and his ears were buzzing because of its sound.

The scorpion trembled violently, and the scorpion tail that had been dangerously warped seemed to be about to retreat, but it was finally a step too late, and the scorpion tail swayed along the air waves, as if it was a trick, and the carapace gradually disappeared, then the white armor, and finally even the dark black scorpion needle turned into nothingness.

Shi Lan looked at the scene in front of her in surprise, and the scene that had made her smack her tongue flashed in her mind.

Lowered his head, looked at the little guy who turned into a palm-sized and obviously languished, and blinked.

Under his feet, the scorpion rolled in pain, and the huge scorpion pincers pierced Shi Lan's calf through the thin clouds.

Shi Lan hurriedly raised the clouds, and the red silk was tightly entangled, and there was a crisp 'squeak', and the big tong was broken by the red silk.

The tools that it relied on to make a living were destroyed in the blink of an eye, and the scorpion the size of the small shed where Shi Lan once lived was completely red-eyed, and it couldn't escape the fate of being devoured by the group when it returned to the clan anyway, so it simply let go of its hands and feet, and made up its mind to bite off Shi Lan's flesh even if he died.

Shi Lan didn't know what the scorpion thought, in her opinion, this creature would not evolve to the same mind as a human, so when the scorpion clung to the ground with a few claws, her first thought was that it was going to escape, Shi Lan lowered the clouds, ready to tie it up and use it as a mount.

The scorpion grinned silently, and its body swelled suddenly.

Shi Lan was stunned, subconsciously felt bad, and hurriedly rose into the air.

There was a loud 'bang', and even if Shi Lan hid in time, he was still shaken left and right.

After a while, she stopped, and there was a huge pit in the sand below, and there were no more giant scorpions.

Shi Lan sighed and was about to leave, but when she rolled her eyes, she suddenly found that a corner under the pit seemed to be a little dark brown, which looked like roots.

Shi Lan fell from the clouds, jumped into the big pit, and opened it casually, and the roots of his hair were only brown on the outside, and jade on the inside.

Shi Lan was overjoyed, and hurriedly dug all the way along the roots.

Three feet away, clinging to the sandy ground, two leaves smaller than a little fingernail and two circles quietly absorb the sun.