The white snake under the Lei Feng Pagoda may have flown away now, and the fireworks have already made the entire West Lake water cold. In fact, the feelings between animals are far more real and reliable than those of the world. This is especially true of the ancient divine beasts, the reason why they are doing this now is because of the lack of leadership of the phoenix bird.

And now the little dragon has a little more of its breath on its body, plus its strength is second only to the phoenix bird, so these two fierce beasts will obey it.

Each of them has their own territory, but over the years, technological progress and the gradual expansion of people's ambitions have caused their territory to be violated.

The reason why Xiaolong felt Su Hetu's kindness was that it wanted to use Su Hetu's hand to return them a peaceful world. Feng Niao gave all his essence and blood to Su Hetu, but he didn't want him to take on his previous responsibilities, but more of his love for the child.

Su Hetu devoured all the cooked fish, and Murong Tiankui began to arrange the cultivation task.

"Hetu, let your little pet do me a favor."

Murong Tiankui said to Su Hetu, he originally wanted to discuss it directly with Xiaolong, but after what happened just now, he guessed that Xiaolong Bacheng would not give him a good face. After thinking about it, I had to let Su Hetu carry out this task.

"You still need its help, maybe it's something on the little dragon again, right? I'm telling you, there's no door, it's a gift from someone, and I'm definitely not going to let anyone hurt it. ”

As soon as Su Hetu said this, Murong Ge also felt in his heart that Murong Tiankui was a little too much.

"No, you let it blow up a big hole for me in that clearing, within a radius of a few tens of meters."

Su Hetu didn't know what Murong Tiankui's idea was, but the pit of tens of meters was indeed not a difficult thing for Xiaolong.

"Xiaolong, go over there and blow up a big hole."

Xiaolong was a little reluctant, because this place was like a fairyland for these ancient beasts, and it would ruin the atmosphere to make a big pit coldly. However, Su Hetu brought it up, and seeing that he was protecting himself like that just now, he had no choice but to fly up, accumulating strength and facing an energy ball in the distance.

"Bang."

After a loud bang, a large circular pit came out.

"Very good, Xiaohetu, your next task is to fill this pit with water from the Heavenly Pool."

Su Hetu thought about it, this is not simple, just let Xiaolong suck it and spit it in. Murong Tiankui seemed to know his thoughts.

"Of course, the premise is that you can't use external forces, and you can't use a trace of cultivation on your body, you can only use your own strength to complete it. Tools are possible, but you need to find them yourself. ”

This sentence made Su Hetu dumbfounded, how long would it take for such a big pit to fill it by himself. And as far as the eye can see, there is not even a single leaf that can hold water, let alone tools.

Murong Ge felt that this task was even more perverted than letting her catch fish in the icy lake water, which would not exhaust people to death.

Su Hetu fell into deep thought, what method he wanted to use to fill this big pit as soon as possible. But after thinking about it, it seems that I can only fill it in with my own hands. However, this method seems to be a lifetime of not wanting to fill it up, if you can use the meltwater of the snow, it would be fine, but Murong Tiankui stipulated that you can only use the lake water in the Tianchi.

Su Hetu, who really had no choice, had to fill the big pit with his hands one by one, but the distance was a little far, and most of the time he sprinkled it clean before he ran to the water in his hand.

Su Hetu thought about it, this is not always a way, sooner or later he will exhaust himself to death, not to mention that it will not have any effect. He was walking around the lake irritably, and suddenly saw a small fish spitting bubbles. He crouched down quietly and watched the little fish's breathing, his own breathing gradually synchronizing with it.

Su Hetu plunged into the lake at once, and then filled the water of Tianchi into his stomach one by one. Murong Tiankui nodded, although this method was very stupid, it was much more effective than just now.

Feeling that his stomach could no longer hold a mouthful of water, he began to swim to the shore. After going ashore, he ran quickly to the side of the big pit, and the water in his stomach kept pouring into his mouth as he ran. Su Hetu could only grit his teeth to prevent a little water from flowing out, and when he arrived at the edge of the pit, he vomited all the water in his stomach into the pit.

Before he could finish spitting, the water he had worked so hard to transport had dried up. Su Hetu couldn't help but feel a little frustrated, isn't this fucking a fool, just moistening the soil next to this pit will be half tired to death.

After spitting out the water, Su Hetu sat on the edge of the pit decadently and did not squeak, looking at such a big pit with great bitterness and hatred, in fact, the reason why Murong Tiankui did this was to test Su Hetu's concentration. He didn't want to teach Su Hetu anything at all when he asked Su Hetu to come to Tianshan, he just wanted to improve his own endurance and physical strength to the limit. He has the Hidden Sutra passed down by the old monk, the angry eyes of King Kong, the compassionate blood of Guanshi, the gossip of Emperor Fuxi and the swordsmanship that is not lost to him, and he really has nothing to teach him.

Su Hetu buried his head between his legs, and remembered the scene of a down-and-out old Taoist priest sitting quietly there fishing for water on that snowy day.

What kind of obsession should it be, as the so-called, fishing for water is also a matter of life and death; Abandon chess and clear the play, and move the heart of war.

Su Hetu didn't know where the weight came from, and he quickly ran into the Tianchi again, and filled the big pit with a stomach.

"You go around and look for firewood, until you find enough water to boil this big pit."

Murong Ge didn't say anything, but the wet clothes always made the body feel very uncomfortable.

"It's just you and me now, and I really hope these two kids can make it. I know a little bit about you beasts that have survived from the ancients, but I don't know much about what special skills you have. ”

Murong Tiankui beckoned Xiaolong to his side and said something to it.

"It is recorded in ancient books that the golden dragon can speak when it grows to a certain extent. At the time, I was shocked to read it, and I really encountered a situation that I thought would only appear in a novel. ”

For this, Xiaolong nodded without denying it.

"Then when are you going to be able to speak, your current growth rate is completely beyond imagination."

Xiaolong was drawing something on the ground by himself, and from time to time he would look up at the picture of Su He, who was running desperately, and in an instant he arrived at the edge of the big pit, and shook his head when he saw the water in the pit, his eyes were full of sympathy.

Who would dare to imagine three years later. Murong Tiankui just wanted to say a word to Su Hetu, don't worry about the road ahead, and have no friends.