Nuomi stood behind Qin Guanglan in a daze, looking up as hard as he could, looking at the few Gu people in the backyard, and he had to control his face very hard so that he could not show anything unusual.

The eight Gu people didn't look at her at all, and they didn't even look at Qingming Zhenren.

Qingming Zhenren seemed to be very satisfied, smiled slightly, his face suddenly sank, his hands flew up, his two thumbs were pressed and pressed, and his middle finger was raised, and a little fire condensed in front of his fingertips, and suddenly waved to his side.

The flame that had condensed in front of his fingertips instantly flew out of his hand, drawing a shallow arc in mid-air, and rushed straight in front of the eight Gu people. Originally, when it was in the hands of Qingming Zhenren, that little bit of fire was only as big as a star, jumping and jumping, like a playful pet.

But after leaving the hands of Qingming Zhenren, this small ball of flame suddenly grew into the wind. It only popped up a short distance, and it suddenly turned into a large net of flames, and pressed towards those Gu people.

Nuomi was originally standing on the edge of the backyard in a daze, but suddenly saw Qingming Zhenren throwing a spell at those Gu people, and was immediately so frightened that he had already screamed.

Qingming Zhenren glanced at her, and saw that she looked at those Gu people in a daze with a worried look on their faces, just as she was a person who had never seen the world, and was suddenly frightened by the spell.

The fire net rushed in front of several Gu people, but Qingming Zhenren still didn't feel enough, his hands were raised flat, and he pumped and released, as if he was pulling a transparent fishing net, and the fire net was also pulled back by him, and when it almost burned to his fingertips, it was suddenly thrown out by him violently.

With such a short distance of half an arm's length, the fire net seemed to have swelled even bigger, covering the heads and faces of those Gu people all over the world, so that several Gu people had no space to escape at all.

In fact, these Gu people had no intention of running away at all.

The dantian true fire thrown by Qingming Zhenren had already burned to their faces, and even some flames had climbed up their hair and shoulders, but they still didn't seem to be aware of anything, and they didn't even blink their eyes—if the two thin gaps on their faces could still be called eyes.

Glutinous rice's next voice was choked in his throat, and it was stifled into a thin creaking, almost exclaiming the name of the pillar.

But before she exclaimed, the real fire had already burned directly to the Gu people.

Several Gu people stood upright, their bodies stiff, looking as if they were several upright stone pillars. The real fire rushed to them, and they didn't shake it at all, but just let the real fire burn on their bodies. When nothing could be found to be burned, the real fire gradually went out.

"Well, I see. Ordinary spells don't work on these puppets. Qingming Zhenren said a little proudly.

Only then did Nuomi know that he casually threw a spell at the Gu man, just to show them how invulnerable this Gu man was, probably because he was really using it like a defensive magic weapon.

Qingming Zhenren has to be a little vivid, Qin Guanglan naturally wants to show a disdainful look to talk to Qingming Zhenren, and then press down the prices of those Gu people.

But Nuomi couldn't hear the sounds around her at all. Whatever Qin Guanglan and Qingming Zhenren were talking about couldn't reach her ears. All she was looking at was the Gu people in front of her. Although she still couldn't distinguish these eight Gu people, she still intuitively felt that her pillar senior brother was among these eight Gu people.

Qin Guanglan was still smiling with the real people of Qingming, but Nuomi had already bit her lip and walked in front of those Gu people, and slowly stretched out her hand towards them.

The skin of the Gu man is indeed as described in the travelogue, rough and cold, without the breath of a living person at all, and it feels like a cold piece of iron, which has been tempered a thousand times, but in the end, the iron hammer has been pitted and turned into a piece of waste.

She originally thought that the skin of the Gu people would have some peeling off like the bark of a tree, but after she really touched the body of those Gu people with her fingertips, she found that these Gu people were not as she imagined, they were completely different from the feeling of Mu Kui and other spirit trees, and they did not have the characteristics of a monk, so it could be said that they had really been refined into another kind of storage zài by the fairy grass.

Even after she completely put her hand on those Gu people, they didn't react at all.

Looking closer like this, these Gu people seemed to be even taller.

Nuomi reluctantly raised her head, compared the height of the pillar senior brother in her memory, and thought about it for a long time, but found that these eight Gu people were all taller and bigger than the pillar. I don't know if it's because the pillar has grown taller over the years, or if the monk will appear taller and bigger after being forged into a Gu man.

"If you do that, they won't be able to react. You have to be murderous to get them to fight you. Qingming Zhenren turned his gaze at some point, and when he saw Nuomi carefully touching these Gu people with his hands, he thought that Nuomi was just curious, and reminded him loudly.

Nuomi was naturally startled by Qingming Zhenren's voice, and after listening to his words, he quickly shook his head and said, "No, no...... I don't mean to fight them, I just want to see...... Look...... It doesn't seem to be the same as other puppets. ”

Qingming Zhenren raised his eyebrows, and defaulted to the curiosity of glutinous rice as curiosity about the goods, and said, "The raw materials of these puppets are indeed not very different from the puppets next to them." But this is my own secret recipe, and I can't tell you the ingredients. However, if you can tell me the origin of those fairy grass leaves in your hand, I may be able to do some other good. ”

Nuomi had already had her previous experience, so how dare she tell Qingming Zhenren that those blades of grass were actually planted in her body, so she could only leave from those Gu people first, and carefully responded, "These fairy grass blades...... It was also by accident that I got here. When I was cultivating in Xianyi City, I was invited to the Immortal Forest to hunt demon beasts together. Unexpectedly, after hunting one of the demon beasts, a pitch-black ball was found in the demon beast's body, and such fairy grass grew densely on it. We picked all these blades of grass and divided them among themselves. But when we went to hunt the same kind of demon beasts again, and wanted to get more fairy grass from their bodies, we found that there was no such fairy grass growing in the bodies of those demon beasts, and even the little black ball did not exist. ”

These words are half-truths and half-truths, and Nuomi is confident that even a beginner-level alchemist like Qingming Zhenren can definitely be deceived by her.

Now when she lies, she can't help but think of Xiao Jingyan.

When she was a casual cultivator outside, Xiao Jingyan taught her to keep some truth in front of outsiders, and to lie in a way that was mixed with each other, so that others would believe more.

Later, when she met Lu Zong, she knew what it meant to "face does not change color" and found it interesting, and she followed the imitation for a while, so that she had such a smooth expression in front of Qingming Zhenren now.

Qingming Zhenren frowned, and didn't allow Nuomi to think too much, he had already asked, "Where did you hunt the demon beast in the first place, what kind of beast is it, how big is it, and what spirit plants are growing next to you?" What does the little black ball in the demon beast's body look like, and where is it, did you bring the black ball back? ”

If it had been before, these words would have been enough to make Nuomi flustered.

But now standing in front of these Gu people, looking up at Qingming Zhenren, somehow, Nuomi felt a calm in his heart, as if he was not afraid of anything. She was in a trance, and suddenly remembered that at the beginning, when she was thrown on Qingquan Peak, she was still a little handyman.

But as long as Senior Brother Zhuzi stood by her side, she was not afraid of anything. No matter what she has to face, she will not waver in the slightest.

"I really can't remember the way to that fairy forest. I went out of the city with the others, and it wasn't me who was in charge of the map at the beginning, I followed all the way, and I didn't expect to encounter such a monster, so I didn't write down the location at all. I only know that it is a forest full of Tsubaki fishy huā. There was a six-horned white-tailed deer in the woods, and we found these blades of grass in its body. As for the appearance of the little black ball......"

What Nuomi said was one of the exquisite things she encountered when she and Su Dingbang were on the road, and the six-horned white-tailed deer was indeed killed by their team, so it was naturally not a problem to come here now.

And that little black ball has always grown in the body of glutinous rice, and she herself has to face it every day, and if she wants to describe it, it is naturally not a problem.

"That black ball is growing in the position of the Demon Beast Demon Pill, like a membrane. At the beginning, the people in the team were anxious to take out the demon pill, so they cut through the black ball with a knife, and now the black ball no longer knows where it was thrown. ”

"What?! You actually lost that black ball?! Qingming Zhenren, who had always had a calm face, suddenly roared out with some annoyance after listening to Nuomi's words.

His anxious appearance now was completely different from his original calmness, so that Qin Guanglan could only stare at him from the sidelines, completely forgetting what to react to.

After Qingming Zhenren roared like this, he found that he seemed to be a little out of shape, so he quickly coughed in disguise, touched the beard on his chin, but his face was so bad that it was as if he had been struck by lightning, and even his voice was already a little hoarse and trembling...... Did you really throw away your black ball? (To be continued.)