Chapter 592: A Tough ** Division

After sitting on the stone and thinking for a long time, Xiaobao stood up lazily, came to a mountain wall, looked up at the scorching sun in the sky, moved his ankle slightly, and then slammed the soles of his feet on the ground. With a crisp energy explosion, Xiaobao's body was like a cannonball, rushing straight up the cliff, and just when his strength was about to be exhausted, the soles of his feet slammed on the mountain wall again, and in the violent sound, Xiaobao's body continued to rush up along the mountain wall.

When the fifth explosion sounded, Xiaobao's body was volleyed, and his feet landed firmly on the top of a hill above the valley, where the small hut in the valley below was less than half the size of a fist.

Since it was noon, the scorching sun above the sky released the blazing sunlight without any scruples, and the bare rocks in the field were almost impossible to touch with their hands after such exposure.

Xiaobao's landing site happens to be a protruding stone platform, where you can just "enjoy" the hottest sunbathing.

Reaching out and wiping the sweat on his forehead, Xiaobao shook his head with a wry smile, and sighed secretly After cultivating is really hard, he sat on the hot stone slab, and suddenly, the hot feeling from his buttocks made Xiaobao grin for a while. Sitting up, Xiaobao no longer paid attention to the sweat that kept rolling down his face, and his hands made a knot of cultivation, and then slowly stabilized his mind.

As soon as the cultivation state was placed, Xiao Bao found that the fire attribute energy in the surrounding space began to swarm into his body, and his mind skillfully refined the energy that poured in through the meridians, and finally poured it into the dantian. And when it rotated in a circle in the dantian, it was immediately poured into the brown flame in the center of the dantian.

Receiving the power of this fire-attribute writing with a slight smell of the scorching sun, the brown flames suddenly churned. After devouring it, the tiny brown flame seemed to grow a little.

Under the gaze of his mind, the subtle growth of the brown flame was all included in Xiao Bao's eyes, and he was also a little surprised in his heart when he saw that the cultivation effect was so good. After absorbing the energy of the outside world for a long time, Xiaobao slowly opened his eyes, and then took out a small crystal bottle containing gold liquid from the space ring. A little bit of his finger was carefully dipped into his mouth, and his tongue was quickly added, followed by saliva. It was swallowed into the stomach.

The liquid gold had just been swallowed. Xiaobao's face turned red violently, and his normal skin began to glow a little red, sensing the changes in his body, Xiaobao hurriedly sank again, and then hurriedly used the power of writing in his body, and began to dissolve this hot and domineering fierce energy.

Above the rocks, under the scorching sun. The young man sweated profusely and gritted his teeth to accept the test of the blazing fire in his body, just like the pain of the silkworm chrysalis before enduring the cocoon and turning into a butterfly.

After the pain. It's the almost reborn metamorphosis! It's just that the process of transformation needs a painful test to brew!

The quiet cultivation in the valley has passed slowly day after day, and it has been half a month since the last time Xiaobao refined the brown fire.

In the past half a month, Xiaobao has almost completely given up the cultivation of the power of writing, and all the energy absorbed into the body has been poured into the brown fire that is like a bottomless pit, and under such crazy growth, the results achieved by Xiaobao are also extremely significant.

In the past, the brown fire that was only the size of a little finger has now become dozens of times larger, and every time he looks inward at the growing brown fire, Xiao Bao's heart is filled with a feeling of satisfaction, according to this progress, at most half a month, the brown fire will be able to reach the energy limit required for him to evolve the exercises.

Another cultivation under the scorching sun, sitting cross-legged on the mountain rock, Xiaobao's clothes were completely wet with sweat, and he practiced under the scorching sun for nearly two hours or so, and when the temperature of the scorching sun in the sky slowly dropped, Xiaobao broke away from the cultivation state, looked down at the wet clothes, and couldn't help but shake his head helplessly.

After moving his body, Xiaobao closed his eyes and looked inward, and now the brown fire had grown a little more, smiled with satisfaction, stood up, and jumped slightly.

After half a month of exposure, Xiaobao's skin has become darker, and his delicate face is also because of unremitting penance, and there is a touch of perseverance and maturity.

After the somewhat numb legs were fully reactivated, Xiaobao stretched out his palm, and with a slight flick of his fingers, with a slight sound, a large ball of brown flames suddenly emerged from Xiaobao's palm, and in an instant, the palm was completely wrapped in the brown flame.

After half a month of cultivation, the faint brown flames that originally only bubbled out from between the fingers were now able to completely cover Xiaobao's palm.

Looking at the palm wrapped in the brown flame, Xiao Bao grinned, his palm slowly clenched, and then suddenly punched out, and suddenly, a blazing temperature smoked the space in front of him into a little distorted and blurred.

"Tsk, if this hits the human body, I'm afraid the effect is very good, right?" Letting the brown flame on his palm slowly rise, Xiaobao smiled and said softly.

Playing with the brown fire on the mountain rock again, Xiao Bao took it into his body with some unfinished thoughts, his body shook slightly, and the black cloud wings suddenly ejected from behind, turned his head, looked at the pair of black wings, Xiao Bao smiled slightly, and jumped directly into the valley.

The violent sound of the wind blew wildly in his ears, and when he was still more than 20 meters away from the ground, Xiaobao's wings vibrated slightly, and the body that fell sharply, the speed suddenly slowed down, and the palm of his hand poked out, aiming at the ground, and a thrust surged out, and Xiaobao's body was rushed up a little distance against the sky, and with this force, Xiaobao's body flipped in the air, and the black cloud wings behind him also turned into a tattoo and stuck it on Xiaobao's back.

His feet landed steadily, Xiaobao's body trembled slightly, and all his strength was dissolved, and after a while, he straightened up and walked towards the small hut in the middle of the valley with a smile.

Slowly approaching the small hut, Xiaobao's brows were slightly furrowed, at this time on weekdays, the fairy sister should have returned from collecting medicine, right? But why is it so quiet today?

A flash of doubt flashed in his heart, Xiaobao slowly came to the small hut and knocked on the wooden door, but there was no sound inside. Knocked hard a few times again, but the result was still the same.

His brows furrowed tightly, Xiao Bao felt a touch of uneasiness in his heart, stood at the door and hesitated for a while, then suddenly gritted his teeth, kicked the wooden door, and immediately kicked it away.

Kicking open the wooden door roughly, Xiaobao hurriedly rushed in, but he was choked by some smoke floating in the room and coughed violently, and his right palm hurriedly poked out, and the fierce energy erupted from the palm, and immediately swept the smoke in the house out of the grass house.

The smoke in the room gradually dissipated, and I saw that on the bed, the fairy sister was closing her eyes tightly, and her originally ruddy pretty face was also glowing with strange colorful colors at this moment.

Looking at the fairy sister's appearance as if she was not breathing, Xiaobao's face was in a hurry, and just as he was about to rush over, a light and shadow rushed out of the black ring on his finger, and shouted: "Don't go over!" ”

Ge Lao's shouting shook Xiao Bao to a sudden pause, and after a while, he recovered from this deafening shout, and looked at Ge Lao suspiciously, his face full of astonishment.

"If you want to die, touch her." His face was slightly solemn staring at the colorful face of the fairy sister, and the elder pavilion said in a deep voice.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing Ge Lao show such a look for the first time, Xiaobao was also taken aback, his eyes swept to the fairy sister again, and asked worriedly.

Ge Lao didn't reply, floated up, circled around the unconscious fairy sister a few times, and after a while, shook his head and sighed in a low voice: "Sure enough..."

Looking at the slightly gloomy face of the elder pavilion, Xiaobao couldn't help but feel a little nervous in his heart, and asked carefully, "What's wrong with her?" ”

"Well, look at her hands." Ge Lao pointed at the fairy sister's slightly open jade finger.

Hearing this, Xiaobao hurriedly turned his gaze to the palm of the fairy sister, only to see that in her palm, it seemed to be holding a small bag of pitch-black medicinal powder, his eyes blinked suspiciously, Xiaobao leaned up, a few feet away from the palm of the fairy sister, sniffed a few mouthfuls of the smell of the medicinal powder, suddenly, his head was suddenly dizzy, his chest was overturned, he sat on the ground and retched for a long time, Fang Cai stood up with a pale face, and said in horror: "What a poisonous medicine, this thing is probably even a showman, a careless, Will you be poisoned too? ”

"Well, even I have to say that this little girl is indeed very talented in refining poison." Nodding slightly, there was a hint of admiration or something else in the words of the elder pavilion.

Xiao Bao smiled bitterly and nodded, he also felt that the fairy sister seemed to be born to be an expert at manipulating poison, perhaps, it would be more appropriate to call her a little poison fairy.

"Look at her again." Floating in the air of the hut, the elder reminded again.

His eyes moved from the fairy sister's hand, and finally stopped at the fairy sister's delicate red lips, Xiaobao's pupils shrank violently, only to see that there was still a little black powder left in her ruddy mouth, looking at its color and smelling its smell, it was clearly the black poison held in the hand of the fairy sister.

"She... She committed suicide by poisoning? How can it be? She committed suicide for no reason? Staring stupidly at the remnants of black, Xiaobao muttered with a confused mind.

"Who said she killed herself? Have you ever seen a dead man so beautiful? Ge Lao rolled his eyes and pouted.

"Her ontological strength is only one star of her child's life, how can she resist the poison that even if she is a showman, she can only die?" Xiaobao wanted to pounce on it to check the breath of the fairy sister, but because of the elder Ge's previous drinking, he could only move around in a hurry. (To be continued......)