At this time, in the hall of Ban Village, which was separated from the three families of the Ten Spirits and the three of them, it was quiet and terrible, and Bantu was lying on the mat in the middle, and there was a doctor who cleaned his wounds.

"Ahh

Under the quiet, two miserable howls resounded from time to time, and the surrounding clansmen were all solemn, even Ban Wenbing, who was sitting on the main platform, had a gloomy face, and his face became more and more gloomy with Ban Tu's continuous screams.

Ban Wen Bing has reached the age of the cane country, with three small poke mustaches, and the rest of the hair is gray, dressed in luxurious robes, which is a little out of place with the big men in cloth clothes standing below.

"San'er, you are the most honest, you said, the truth is really as the second child and the old man said, the second child was injured like this by the waste called Shiling!" The old man's voice suddenly sounded in the lobby, and the frightened pan worker's body was shocked, and he quickly bowed his head and replied.

"Grandpa, it's true! That waste ten spirits were like they had been caught in a witchcraft, and they were able to pull up a hundred powerful bows with their weak bodies, and an arrow pierced the second brother's arm and pierced the second brother's chest. ”

Even now that I think about it, the face of the class worker is still full of surprise.

"That's right, at that time, the second brother also used the armor hand taught by his grandfather, but he still didn't block the arrows that came from him, if we hadn't escaped quickly, I'm afraid that now we would be the souls under the ten spirit arrows!

At this point, the class worker suddenly burst into tears, kneeling in front of the class tattoo ice and crying silently.

"Patriarch, I can't bear this matter, let me take the strong young man in the family with cultivation to level the three families who don't know what to do!"

As soon as the class worker's voice fell, there was a strong man in leather who was indignant. Although they are villages, they are families with different surnames, and the patriarch is Ban Wenbing sitting on a high chair.

"Patriarch, that waste boy has a vicious mind, you can't help but get rid of it!"

"Yes, Brother Mi Dai is right, if you don't get rid of it now, this son will be in great trouble for us in the future!"

As soon as the strong man spoke, the hall instantly burst into flames, and the sound of wanting to kill the ten spirits continued to sound.

Bantu Banzheng also had a look of resentment, but the expressions on the faces of the two gradually became a little duller, because they knew that the ten spirits would definitely die today.

"By the way, grandpa, if you set foot on the three of them, remember what grandpa promised his grandson before, and give the green pothos to the child!"

As soon as the words came out, the resentment on Bantu's face suddenly deepened a little. "Pothos, if you fall into my hands, I will also ask you to die!hahaha~" Bantu has completely transferred his hatred for the Ten Spirits to Luluo.

Bantu's maniacal laughter suddenly sounded in the lobby, and the faces of the people around him changed, but they also laughed in an instant.

Ban Wenbing's face darkened, he didn't forget to think about women like this, and his second grandson's achievements might be like this, and he sighed in his heart, but Ban Wenbing still responded.

"Good ......"

"!!!Boom" Ban Wenbing stood up suddenly, his face flashed with anger, but before he finished speaking, the terrifying coercion instantly swept up in the lobby, and Ban Wenbing was instantly pressed back into the chair, but in an instant, the chair was also overwhelmed and turned into sawdust.

"Woo woo woo~"

Ban Wenbing has turned into a dead dog lying on the ground at this moment, and can only make a whining sound, not only him, but even those people below who have a high reputation and are not weak in cultivation are just like the current Ban Wenbing.

Ban Wen Bing lay on the ground in embarrassment, and the powerful pressure squeezed him so that he couldn't speak, and he could only whimper, and his old face was already full of fear. Out of nowhere, a figure suddenly appeared in the hall, and a hoarse voice came from him, like the voice of hell.

"I don't know what it's like to kill, thank you very much, and I'll let me experience what it's like to kill again. ”

The figure slowly paced towards Bantu lying on the ground, and a humanized smile appeared on his illusory face: "You go first!"

"No, no, don't kill me!" Bantu ignored the sharp pain in his chest, and kept grabbing his hands back, but he found nothing, because the inexplicable suction on the ground grabbed Bantu firmly.

"No!!"

(Demon Land, May 12 of the 10th lunar calendar of Guze)

A few days have passed, and the injuries on the hands of the Ten Spirits have already healed, and for some reason he is in a good mood now, probably because he defeated Bantu, a cultivator who gathers four elements.

As for Nabantu and the others, they didn't have to trouble the Ten Spirits again, even if it was just a forest apart, but it was like they had lost their news, but for such a situation, the Ten Spirits were happy to hear about it, and it was best if no one came to trouble him.

"I promised the pothos this morning to take her fishing, so the rod naturally needs to be better. Shi Ling muttered to himself, while constantly tinkering with the long thing in his hand, this busy work, it was an hour......

A thick fog poured into the house with sunlight through the windows. The ten spirits, who were sleeping on the bed on all fours, shivered and woke up slowly.

On the bed, Shi Linggang opened his eyes in a daze, and felt a strong smell of herbs coming to his nose. The room seemed to have been smoked with many herbs, and the wooden table, which was so simple that it was clearly scarred, was filled with various clay pots, showing the busyness of the past.

There was little to put in the room, a few stools that might fit to sit on, a wooden table and bowl that were about to collapse, a dilapidated bed, a wardrobe, all of which had one thing in common: the marks of knives.

There was a Yalan in the window, which was dug up by the pothos from the forest where they were, and the faint fragrance lingered in the nose of the Ten Spirits, making the Ten Spirits feel that their chests were not so painful.

This is the room of his ten spirits.

"Crunch. The dilapidated wooden door was pushed open, and a smart figure swayed in with the sunlight, and Shi Ling quickly closed his eyes, pretending to be unconscious.

The pothos was dressed in a red long dress, and even her hair was red, and the red hair that she used to wear casually had been plugged in with a wooden flute, revealing a stunning face, and she was like a red elf in a flash.

She walked slowly to the side of the Ten Spirits, seemingly holding something in her hand, so that she seemed to act cautiously. Luluo put the herbal soup in his hand on the table, looked at the medicine jars piled up on the table, couldn't help but his eyes were a little dry, and muttered: "It's all my fault, I insist on Brother Ling taking me to fish for big herring, otherwise Brother Ling will not suffer this crime." ”

Fishing for big herring? Green pothos is also a little confused, usually he is most afraid of those big guys in the water, why do you want Brother Ling to accompany him to fish for big herring this time...... Or the Zhanhu Lake in the forest where you can't see the bottom of the lake.

"Ahem... cough..."A violent cough recalled Lu Ling's thoughts, looking at the movement behind him, Lu Luo quickly walked to the side of the bed and supported Shi Ling, and said with some worry: "Brother Ling, what's wrong with you?"

"Pothos, brother is fine, can you let go first, brother is a little painful. ”

"Oh, oh, good. Shi Ling's words frightened the pothos and quickly let go, bounced up like a fried cat, and kept reading in his mouth: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry......"

Looking at the appearance of the pothos, Shi Ling shook his arm, and couldn't help but laugh a little, this girl usually has a big heart, but now it seems that that incident has a shadow on her, this girl's hand strength is not ordinarily big, and it hurts to catch herself.

Thinking of the big herring, Shi Ling coughed violently again, "Ahem..."

The Demon Land is different from other continents, there are no Demon Beasts on the Demon Land, and there are only some animals that have no cultivation talent.

"Brother Shiling, what's wrong with you?" Seeing that Shiling's face was red, the pothos blamed herself even more, thinking that she had just done it, and lowered her head, not knowing what to do, and her tears were a little swirling.

"Silly girl, I don't blame you, it's not your fault. Stop coughing, Shi Ling hurriedly said comfort, otherwise if this girl cries, it will be really heartless, and she will definitely misunderstand her father-in-law.

"Do you really not complain about the pothos?" the little girl asked with tears in her eyes.

"Don't complain, don't complain, what, don't you still believe your brother's words?"

"Don't believe it, unless you drink this bowl of medicine. Luluo pointed to the bowl of medicine that she had brought in just now.

Shi Ling looked at the cunning that flashed in the bottom of the pothos eyes, and the secret way was not good, the feeling was that this was a pit brother! After repelling Bantu, Shi Ling's mentality had changed sometimes.

"This ......" Thinking about the medicine boiled by the pothos, Shi Ling's face was a little ugly, this girl doesn't know why, she was born with a very talented sense of pharmacology, elemental induction, etc., and the medicine she boiled was very effective, but the taste, Shi Ling tried it once and never wanted to accept the inhuman torture.

"Brother Shiling, don't you want to drink it?" Seeing Shiling's expression of eating flies, the pothos was a little aggrieved, and tears rolled in his eyes. Boiling medicine is her best skill, and she can't endure the boring bitterness of cultivation, her father said that she is a cultivation material, and she will start cultivating when she goes back, but she just doesn't like it, and now the only skill she is proud of is even disliked by Brother Shiling......

"I drink, such a good thing, don't drink it for nothing. Shi Ling was a little amazed at this little girl's ability, she could be wronged at every turn, but she could still hold him, so she had to accept it.

Ahem...... The key is that you can't beat it, it's all passively beaten......

It seems that the previous decision was correct, and when she saw this little girl making a fire, she hid far away, and she couldn't find it even if she looked for it. Although some little families are angry, at least they can ensure personal safety!

"Here, give. The pothos finally burst into tears and laughed, turned around and handed the medicine to Shi Ling.

Looking at the dark green medicinal juice in front of him, smelling the indescribable smell wafting out, Shi Ling was a little disgusted, but looking at the little girl's expectant eyes, Shi Ling had no choice but to pinch his nose and send it to his mouth, but as soon as he took a mouthful of the medicine in his mouth, Shi Ling sprayed out, and the medicine that this little girl boiled was too medicated.

"Brother Shiling......" The two little fingers of the pothos nodded, and the faint eyes were glowing green.

"Drink, drink, drink!" "Drink, drink!" Shi Ling looked like he was going to die, raised his head and drank the dark green medicinal juice, then his eyes shook for a while, and finally he rolled his eyes and smashed his head heavily against the floor.

The thing actually fainted.

"Ahh

"You are doing very well, if you want to practice medicine, there should be a lot of such things in the future, and you must practice diligently. Long Yuanyan came to the room at some point and looked at the pothos with a smile on his face.

"Daddy, Luo'er doesn't want to practice medicine......" Luluo had already made a big red face, and ran out of the door, but her mind was full of such things in the future, I don't know what Daddy said, it must be a matter of diligent practice, it must be yes, Luluo thought so.

Looking at the back of the green pothos in the distance, a touch of cunning flashed in Long Yuanyan's eyes, and a smile appeared on the old face. "It's time to start solving the problem for your kid......" Long Yuanyan looked at Shi Ling and muttered in his mouth.

The Ten Spirits have been tired all these years, and their cultivation has not been able to break through, and it is not enough to be high or low, and it seems that there are still some years to reach the crown, but there is still no hurdle to build the foundation in the past, and there are still rumors in the outside world that the laws of the world are weakening, and there are as many low-end cultivators as ordinary people in ancient times. "Whew!"

The little doll who is less than ten years old can build a foundation successfully, and he is almost as old as the two of them, but he has been stuck in the bottleneck of foundation building, and has never broken through. "Whew!"

The Ten Spirits muttered in their dreams, but in an instant the dream became illusory.

Early morning. The rooster had already stood on the bluestone early and crowed, and Shi Ling opened his eyes and shook his groggy head, his eyes a little empty. He dreamed again, it was still the same intermittent dream, and he could dream about a long period of things every time, but in the end, he could only remember the content of Mo Yoo for a few seconds, which made Shi Ling very speechless.

Without much thought, the dizziness struck again, and Shi Tian fell on the bed again.

......

Pushing open the half-hidden door, the sunlight outside the room made Shi Ling's pupils shrink, and he closed his eyes tightly, unable to adapt for a while. Looking at it like this, the sun has reached the end of the day (13:00~15:00), and I don't know why, the ten spirits don't feel hungry.

"Brother Shiling, you're awake. The sound of pothos surprise sounded in his ears, Shi Ling's mind was not fully sober, he smelled the smell that almost made him faint, it seems that there is another exciting feast on the tip of the tongue today, and he responded helplessly: "Well, by the way, where is the father-in-law?" opened his eyes and didn't see Long Yuanyan, Shi Ling was a little puzzled, usually at this time Long Yuanyan should also be here to guide the pothos to boil medicine.

"I don't know what Daddy did, but I've got a bowl of good stuff for you. The pothos playfully stuck out her tongue, took out a bowl of herbal soup from behind her like a trick, and handed it to the ten spirits.

The medicine bowl is chiseled with natural fire source stone, and the energy source continuously gathers the fire element between heaven and earth, which is used to keep warm.

"That, that, your brother and I still have important things to say to my father-in-law. Shi Ling scratched his head, went into the house and took a pot of demon dry wine, then raised his legs and ran, and did not forget to greet Aunt Liu and Aunt Zhang next to him.

In this forest basin, the three families of the Ten Spirits looked left and right, the yards were connected to the courtyards, and the figures of the Ten Spirits quickly disappeared among the layers of trees.

Demon withered drinking, the ten spirits don't know why they fell in love with this thing, since the pothos and the ten spirits drank a glass on the day, they never dared to forget, as if they were addicted.

If it is because of the mellow, spicy and astringent taste, it is better to say that it is because of the boiling sensation in the blood. Every time the bottle is swallowed, the ten spirits can feel the boiling of the blood, which will endure for a long time.

However, Shi Ling didn't know what the reason was, his father-in-law Luluo and even Aunt Zhang and Aunt Liu didn't feel this way.

Demon withering, the most inferior wine on the Demon Land, even ordinary people can drink it once a day. It is a heavy sake brewed by replacing water with a liquor with a high sugar content and a low alcohol content, adding yellow millet and magic withered grass, and adding koji.

Because of the devil withered grass and liquor, the devil withered wine tastes spicy and astringent, and even sweeter but not intoxicating, but Long Yuanyan's own brewed demon withered wine should be a different matter, the wine is muddy, and the strength is still the boss, but the ten spirits are like an idiot.

Seeing the ten spirits fleeing, the pothos was so angry that she stomped her feet, and her complaining voice flickered and flickered: "What, I just want to hide from other people's ~~ medicine." ”

"Pothos, don't chase it out quickly, otherwise your brother Ling still doesn't know if it's lost or not?" Aunt Zhang's ridiculous voice came from the left courtyard, and then came out of Aunt Liu's voice in the courtyard on the right: "I see that the little girl in the pothos is shy, no wonder, it's been five years in a flash, and we have been hiding here for five years, and the little girl has grown into a big girl, it's time to understand some love things." ”

"The pothos is almost seventeen. ”

"The ceremony was only held two years ago, didn't Aunt Zhang forget it?"

Looking at the pothos's fiery red hair coiled up and tied with a simple wooden flute, Aunt Zhang patted her forehead, "How could I forget, I still remember that I was the guest at that time, in that simple family temple, combing the pothos's hair, adding clothes, inserting flutes, and taking words." ”

Aunt Zhang's cloudy eyes saw purple light, and she said slowly: "Do you still remember the greetings I recited at that time? The word Kong Jia, the fashionable person is suitable. It is advisable to be fake, and it will always be protected, and it is said that Bo Luqi is a girl. Then the pothos replied: 'Although the girl is not sensitive, she dares not to sleep all night. ’”

芨, violet, also. (Violet, also known as Lu Ying, commonly known as elderberry, the whole herb treats bruises.) ）

"I remember that the kid of Shiling was in the family temple at that time, and I don't know why. Aunt Liu replied kindly.

"It's just, I don't know why, hahaha......"

......

However, the pothos was thin-skinned, and she couldn't stand the laughter of the two aunts, so she had to stomp her feet and pretend to be angry.

"Aunt Zhang and Aunt Liu, I ignore you. Pothos blushed, put the medicine on the stone table, and ran into the house.

"Hahahaha. ”

......

Listening to the laughter that continued to come from outside the house, Pothos only felt that her cheeks were hot.

Feeling the sound of the pothos gradually disappearing behind him, Shiling couldn't help but slow down. Feeling the vibrant plants around him, Shiling's heart was beating with some cheerful emotions, but then he sighed.

Since the war between the Golden Crystal Continent and the Demon Land, Long Yuanyan has brought the people from the small courtyard here at the beginning, and after five years, the Ten Spirits have never set foot in the Demon Land Zhongzhou again, nor have they returned to the original suburban village.

When the war hits, no one can stand in the world safely, and they will be affected by the war to a greater or lesser extent, maybe only those cultivators with mana power can come and go freely in the chaos of war. However, the current life of the Ten Spirits also feels very good, although it is not as good as being on the outskirts of the city, but at least in this troubled world, a pure land has been found.

But the Pure Land is not necessarily the Pure Land, in the eyes of the Ten Spirits, those wolf cubs should be chic people who can live in troubled times, and they should not come to this Pure Land.

Demon Land, one of the nine continents, since the outbreak of the Ancient War, the original Ancient Continent has been fragmented, and has become nine large continents and many scattered small continents. Many of the clans have their own clans and lands that they are attached to, and those who don't have them are either iron-clad and unwilling to bow their heads and stubbornly resist, or they are arrogant because of their own dangers...... Be willing to be a frog at the bottom of the well.

It is said that the dragon god created the world, cultivated two innate dragon spirits, one is the robbery, after the dragon god left, no matter the big and small things in the world, the big and small disasters, there is no sign of the robbery, but the cultivator's heavenly catastrophe is a catastrophe is stronger than a catastrophe, and even far more than the ancients, this catastrophe not only did not hinder the action, but had the suspicion of fueling the trouble...... The Ten Spirits closed the animal skin book and closed their eyes to cultivate.

The Ten Spirits have been staying on the foundation building for more than three years, and the bottleneck has not only not loosened because of his cultivation, but has become more and more solid, and the bones of the body are not as good as day by day, if it weren't for the fact that his father-in-law repeatedly told him that this was a normal thing, the Ten Spirits themselves were afraid that they would have lost the courage to continue cultivating.

Shi Ling sat cross-legged next to a giant tree at will, took off the copper kettle pinned to his waist, pried open the kettle stopper with his thumb, and then poured two sips of it, and didn't care about coughing, and after plugging the plug, he randomly pulled a demon withered grass from the ground and looked at it carefully.

He didn't understand why he was so good, the roots lost their soil, and the dark blue plants in front of him drooped down and fluttered in the wind. Even so, it still has some attraction to the Ten Spirits, and seeing that there is no one around, the Ten Spirits quickly twisted off the root system of this Demon Dry Grass, and then put the Demon Dry Grass without the root system into his mouth and chewed it.

"Hmm~" Shi Ling frowned, the demon withered grass that had not been fermented was really a little stronger, not only spicy and stuffy, but also astringent......

It seems to be boring, Ten Spirits sat on the ground and began his aimless bottleneck impact, that is, aimless, at least three years have passed, and Ten Spirits also feel that he can be regarded as aimless.