The dozens of acres of spiritual rice planted by Yi Xinliu in the small world are mature, and although the yield is not high, it is not the same as the ordinary spiritual rice in the outside world: each of these spiritual rice grains is close to the size of peanuts, and the translucent rice grains flow with five-colored spiritual light, which is distinct and fragrant. Cui Rutie and Cao Hengli both said excitedly that after eating spiritual rice all their lives, they had never seen such a pure and abundant grain with such spiritual energy, and its effect was probably comparable to some low-grade pills.

Yi Xinliu was busy all day, and selected some of the best in this batch of spiritual rice, borrowed the fire of the wood essence from the snow-stained clothes, and steamed many pots of rice balls for everyone; The delicacy of this crystal clear, glittering rice ball with filling is beyond imagination, soft, glutinous, fragrant, smooth, crispy, tough, crispy... All kinds of tastes are complete, and even Hu Wangcai, a carnivorous demon beast, suddenly turned into a vegetarian, and ate dozens of them in one go, attracting the angry and condemning eyes of Li Duoshou and Steward Li.

Long Bao was also amazed, looked at Yi Xinliu's busy back and said: "The big shovel is really too capable! It's a pity that the butt is too big and not good-looking!"

"You don't understand this, second master. Hu Wangcai plucked up the courage for the first time and pointed out Long Bao's lack of understanding, "A big ass is easy to give birth to! A woman has to be as good as a shovel girl, if she looks as straight and straight as the ruler of the study, and the front and back are like a big grinding plate, then it's still..."

Mao Juhua, who looked as thin as the ruler, didn't scold him for being "shameless" this time, but just squinted at him with a slight mockery and put half of the rice ball in her mouth.

Long Lin's internal injuries were not serious, but this fierce battle was of great benefit to his body: through the internal inspection method, he found that each meridian in his body was more than twice as deep and wide, and the origin divine power of unknown origin was surging in it, like thousands of divine dragons with fire moving stars and land, rising clouds out of Dinghu, compared with the magnificence of the scars in the past, there was a more mature and vigorous beauty;

There are few crosses, showing the three-move knife technique. The text is the ancient Longyuan character that Longlin is familiar with. The bronze font clearly floated out of the writing, getting bigger and bigger, and the word body was covered with silver-black runes, like substance, a boundless, invincible, and invisible killing intent rushed to the face, and the dragon was suddenly filled with this majestic and incomparable killing intent, and the heavens and the earth were covered with fishnet-like lacerations, like a fragile porcelain bottle.

The sky in the small world suddenly darkened, as if the end had suddenly come. Half of the rice ball in Hu Wangcai's hand fell down. A pleasant grass picnic is over.

Long Lin instinctively closed his eyes. After these dozens of words unleashed the supreme majesty, they did not continue to wander and float, but gently exploded in the air, condensing into a golden auspicious cloud, and lightly swirled into the center of Long Lin's eyebrows.

After the font disappears, the sky of the small world returns to its original color.

Long Bao hurriedly threw away the uneaten rice balls and ran over, only to see a faint golden light flashing on Long Lin's face, and then he disappeared, he opened his eyes and smiled at Long Bao and said, "I'm fine." ”

The first time I came into contact with the sword technique of the Protoss. Long Lin was quite surprised. The moves of the mortal martial arts school have names, such as "White Crane Bright Wings", "Black Tiger Stealing Heart" and the like, as well as the corresponding mental methods, kung fu, etc., the heart of Xiuzhen is even more esoteric and complex, but the name of these three sword techniques is only three words: sweeping, cutting, splitting; and it does not have a description of the decomposition of the moves, but only tells the effect that these three moves should appear in battle. It's like a giant in the art world teaching a child who has never pinched a paintbrush to learn to paint, only throwing his proud work to the other person, saying "just paint like this"... Long Lin was surprised, but also deeply shocked. He had always thought that the sword intent he had figured out in the Land of Ground Splitting was already very powerful, but as soon as these three moves were confirmed, he felt that his previous comprehension was still very superficial and weak, and the power was naturally very different.

There is no nail in the mountains, and the cold does not know the year. Knowing that Lin Yuexi's life would not be in danger, Long Lin simply practiced the knife next to the unrecognizable three-point lake, and more than half a year passed in a flash, and the snow mountain range entered the summer, the ice and snow in the valley melted, the wind was good, the weather of heaven and earth was clear, and Long Lin's three-move knife technique was gradually getting better, and the shaking knife was no longer so obscure, and a faint layer of starlight began to appear.

Xie Shuxun is right, although the summer in this area is short, but it is beautiful: the mountains are covered with snow, the rocks are piercing through the air, and the green waterfalls splash like broken jade, washing out the fresh beauty of the mountains. The goose-yellow Dixiu flowers blooming on the shore of Sanfen Lake are half smaller than those in the secluded Fulong Valley, but they have never heard of this kind of flower elsewhere in the Longyuan Continent; the red Jiarong flower and the orange Wenzhi flower are like a chain of fire that is uncertain and uncertain, winding around most of the valley; the royal blue heavenly babies are scattered among the soft waves and undulating green grass, like countless bright and playful blue eyes, blinking in the wind, and the style is myriad.

There was still snow, just sporadic it.

Long Bao took everyone to fish and hunt birds on the Sanfen Lake, and had a lot of fun.

In the eyes of everyone, Long Lin's knife danced very slowly, and there was no discipline, it was different every time, just like a lazy martial arts mortal who was making random gestures; but no one dared to get close to him within ten zhang, and countless freewheeling knife intent with splashed ink freehand afterimages wrapped him in a transparent cocoon, and the snowflakes scattered when they touched it, turning into nothingness; Long Bao picked up a small piece, and felt a sharp pain in his fingertips, and involuntarily twitched, and couldn't help but praise: "Good!"

This knife intent is not only broad and vast like the ocean, but also subtle and sharp like an embroidery needle. The rest of the people watched from afar, and they all felt dizzy and chilled.

A red cloud suddenly appeared in a red Jiarong flower, only about thirty zhang away from the dragon, which surprised everyone, only to see a woman in white with a pair of fire wings, her eyes were crimson, her hair was as red as the sun, and she was bare with a pair of bright and delicate little feet, like a huge butterfly, facing the wind on the flowers.

"What kind of demon is this, where did it come from?" asked Long Bao, a little envious of the pair of beautiful big wings, but everyone looked at each other, "Yes... Alien, right?" Hu Wangcai said cautiously, constantly looking each other up and down, and found that her wings were different from the feathered wings of snow-stained clothes, which were made up of flickering and flickering flames, fluttering and rippling in the wind, retracting and shrinking freely, reflecting the blue and dusty sky behind her, which was really gorgeous and dazzling.

The Firewing Woman said to Long Lin, "I am the Firewing Messenger Candle Shadow of the Star River Palace. Half a year ago, the array disk of a teleportation array in our Xinghe Hall here was somehow shattered..."As he spoke, he threw a piece of transparent object to Long Lin, who took it and looked at it, it was like an ordinary piece of broken ice, but it was not cold to start, and there were many complicated white lines in the "broken ice", which were obviously formation patterns; he handed it to Cao Hengli, Cao Hengli looked at it with a little surprise, and whispered to him: "This is the cloud crystal used as the array disk, after being engraved into the special array symbol, it can be invisible, and it is a necessary material for the void teleportation array." It's a good thing, it's rare to see. ”

Long Bao Yileng, I'll go, is this the rhythm of extorting money? He smiled at the candle shadow and said, "Sister of the Great Fire Man..."

"Call me Candle Shadow. Seeing that they didn't react to such a deafening name as the Star River Palace, the Firewing Emissary couldn't help but feel angry, and his pretty face became gloomy.

"Oh, Sister Candle Shadow, this really has nothing to do with us, we have only been here for two days. If you want me to see it, your array plate is simply in disrepair, or it is some kind of fake and shoddy product..."Long Bao quibbled. He made up his mind, if he wanted money, he wanted nine lives, and he just had a fight.

Li Duoshou pointed out tremblingly on the side that he had eaten rice for more than 100 years, and he had never seen someone who could be slandered with a piece of icebreaker! Is there still a royal law? Is there still a law?

"May I ask the envoy, what is the relationship between the Star River Hall and the Star River Inn?" asked Long Lin.

"The Galaxy Inn is also the property of our Star River Palace. Candle Shadow replied expressionlessly.

"The hall master's name is Mu Qingyao?" Long Lin asked again.

"Yes. Candle Shadow replied impatiently, "Come with me, Lord Mu has something to ask you." We've been looking for you several times. ”

"It turned out to be the old widow..."Cao Hengli exclaimed.

"Bold!" Candle Shadow shouted, and a fire whip slashed into Cao Hengli's face as quickly as lightning. Cao Hengli's eyes turned red, as if he had suddenly fallen into an alchemy furnace, and the sea of fire in all directions suddenly swallowed him, Rao is that he was already in the third stage of the Yuan Infant, so he couldn't avoid it and screamed loudly.

A loud whip sounded through, and the whistling sound faintly carried the sound of thousands of Sanskrit voices whispering, upright, elegant, clear, deep, and heard all over the world... There seemed to be boundless righteousness in this whip, which made Hu Wangcai and Mao Juhua tremble slightly, and their eyes showed fear. Long Bao's Great Bright Whip had actually been practiced to this extent, and Long Lin was greatly surprised. The Great Bright Whip didn't care about Cao Hengli, and slashed straight at the Candle Shadow, only to see the sparks splashing straight into the blue sky, like thousands of Jiarong petals flying wildly, and the left wing of the Candle Shadow was torn apart by the Great Bright Whip, shattering more than half of it! Her breath suddenly stagnated, and the Flame Whip in her hand lost its drive and turned into a long white rope.

Xue Zhanyi took a bite to suck the fire on Cao Hengli's body, and said disappointedly, "What kind of fire is this, it doesn't have any strength at all, it's really bad!"

Cao Hengli rolled to the side in disgrace.

The Great Whip of Light did not allow the candle shadow to fight back and flee, and a few circles of golden arcs flashed, already trapped by her, her fire wings were collapsing and annihilating one by one, unable to retract her body or regenerate, and she screamed in horror as she felt the pulse fire in her body flowing, sucked away by the majestic and extremely strange pale yellow soft whip.