Shi Hanshui sat on the stool next to him, and saw that the prunella grass was asleep, so he cast a spell.

He combined his two hands, each stretched out his index finger and middle finger, and there was a blue flame burning on the tip of his finger, and the flame extended to the belly of the prunella grass like a beam of light, and the stone cold water continued to exert force, and the flame became more and more vigorous and turned green.

Shi Hanshui frowned slightly, failed, this traction technique is specifically for dealing with demons, demons can be freely transformed, ever-changing, as long as you use this traction technique, you can find out its body.

I didn't expect that the third Sichuan Dome really redeveloped with the help of the pure yin woman's mother, and the traction technique couldn't feel any demonic energy, and it had become a real baby-like existence.

If it is a human being, Shi Hanshui will never interfere, but it is not, it is a demon, when it is ripe, and its skills are better than before, it will be a disaster to the world, isn't it his sin?

Shi Hanshui stood up and looked at the sleeping summer withered grass, even so, then he could only cast the spell again from the dream, as long as the third generation of Chuanqiong appeared in the dream of the summer withered grass, he could always find clues.

To enter the dream realm, you must be in a state of deep sleep, and the spell just now did not disturb the summer withered grass, but she did not sleep very soundly.

There was a sudden movement outside the door, and Bi Chen's voice came with a little anxiety: "Palace master, the slave maid didn't mean to stop you, the holy maid is indeed resting, please wait here for the palace master, and the slave and maid will report it." ”

"Bold, how can you stop the palace master? The one inside has not been assessed by the elders, and has not been awarded the seal, so he is not a real saint. The maid's shrill voice was haughty.

As soon as these words came out, Bi Chen retracted the hand holding the palace master, and said helplessly: "The slave doesn't dare, it's just that the holy maid is really sleeping." ”

A woman's voice came slowly, with a little sadness and unwillingness: "That's it, no matter how you say it, they are all saints, this may be a fact that can't be changed, you go and spread it, I'm waiting here!"

Bi Chen hurriedly ran over and knocked on the door of the summer grass, Shi Hanshui raised his finger, a gust of wind blew over, when he was invisible, the summer grass shook his head, it seemed to be a little cold, and it happened that the door was banging again, and the summer grass had to hold up his head, and said in a lazy voice:

"What's the matter, don't come in and knock on any door, I didn't lock the door. ”

Bi Chen opened the door, poked his head out and whispered, "Holy Maiden, the palace master is in the courtyard, waiting to see you!"

"Palace Master?" Xia Kucao was startled, and quickly got up, let's do it, why did this palace master come to see her, she blocked the road last time, she shouldn't remember her.

"It's okay, it's okay. Xia Kucao patted her chest to calm herself, although she was in the way, she was also punished with a whip, and it was considered a bargain, she should not be looking for trouble.

Xia Kucao opened the door, the sunlight was a little dazzling, and there were really two women standing in the yard, the one I saw last time.

Xia Wither walked over and whispered, "Do you have anything to do with me?"

Xia Zizhu looked at Xia Kucao's whole body and said, "I heard that you were born as a slave or a pig farmer?"

"Hmm. Xia Kucao nodded honestly, the ridicule in her eyes was not that she couldn't see it, but she just didn't want to care.

"Then presumably you have never been exposed to spells and martial arts?" Xia Zizhu asked again.

"Hmm. Prunella nodded calmly.

Xia Zizhu saw that Xia Kucao was so calm, and she couldn't bear it a little: "You only know how to nod your head, but you can't speak?" I don't know how my father did it, how can I let a person who doesn't know anything and is still a pig raise be a saint!"

The maid on the side hurriedly stepped forward, stood beside Xia Zizhu and whispered flatteringly: "Palace master, don't be angry, that's not right, it's limited to seven days, she has no skills, if she doesn't succeed in seven days, how can the elders of the clan let a good-for-nothing person come to protect the Wu clan, that's not a joke, you, don't worry!"

Xia Zizhu finally felt better when she heard this, she raised her chin and said proudly: "I am already a senior mage, since God has given you the opportunity to turn over, you should not live up to it, you will see it in seven days, and there will be a period later!"

"Alas, wait......" Xia Kucao suddenly stopped Xia Zizhu, who was about to leave.

"What do you mean by seven days?"

The little maid immediately looked like a monkey with a mouth, and said sharply: "It turns out that our saintess doesn't know yet, this position is not so easy to sit on, and the saint's ability is limited to seven days."

After seven days, the elders of the clan and the reputable clansmen will personally come to test what the saints have learned, and with the experience summarized by the saints of the past generations, they will set up checkpoints, conduct assessments, and only after passing the assessment can they be awarded medals and conduct the ceremony of the saints' accession, if there are not such medals and ceremonies, there are so many people in the Wu clan, who knows who the new saints are?"

Xia Kucao didn't expect this, and there was an assessment, but she had been staying in the Holy Maiden's Mansion for a day, why hadn't half of the people mentioned this assessment, and besides, seven days, could this seven days be the seven days that the mysterious person in the dream said?

A cold sweat broke out of the prunella, and she was glad that the mysterious person did not appear last night, but now it seemed that she didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Xia Zizhu looked at Xia Kucao's crying face, her heart was very happy, and she left with elegant steps.

The little maid walked out of the road and was still muttering: "Palace master, don't worry too much, this saint girl looks mediocre, there is nothing that can compare with you, and besides, she will definitely not be able to sit in the position of the saint without the slightest ability."

Your appearance and talent are among the best, maybe it is very suitable for the prince's taste, when the time comes, everyone will not accept her, your opportunity will come, she can be a forgotten clown, if the prince likes you, you can completely cover her eyes and ears to marry into the palace, under the nose of the patriarch can not turn over the tricks. ”

"Hmph, it's easy to put it simply, seven days, there are seven days, I heard that the previous saints all had abilities overnight, so how can I not worry, besides, I can't figure out the heart of His Royal Highness the Prince!" Xia Zizhu pursed her lips and said.

"Oh, it's bad that His Royal Highness the prince has seen this holy woman, otherwise wouldn't it be simple to steal the beams and change the pillars, but that day during the thunderstorm, the holy woman was split beyond recognition, and the prince may not have seen the real person, if it doesn't work, then we will ruin her face, and it would be delusional for her to want to enter the palace again. The little maid puffed out her eyes and said viciously.

"She can't get what I can't get!" Xia Zizhu looked at the maid and smiled gloomily.

Shi Hanshui plucked Tao's ears with his hands, and the filthy words made his ears uncomfortable after listening too much.

He leaned against the pillar and frowned, and the woman outside was still chattering, "What to do, what to do?"

Now she is in a hurry, the magic mirror is not in her dream, is it related to the third Chuanqiong? Yes, the magic mirror can predict the future, how can I not know.

There is a demon possession, it has only one owner, how can it be easily used.

For today's plan, it is to quickly solve the third Chuanqiong, seven days, seven days, her stomach is bulging like a ball, and trouble is about to erupt.