Jiang Di didn't know what the monk was going to do when he suddenly pulled his belt.

I don't know why his belt is broken and his pants fall to the ground.

Fortunately, the monk was wearing a robe, and his trousers did not go to the ground.

Jiang Di didn't look away, and there was no time for incomprehension in his eyes.

It was only when this bad-hearted woman coveted her beauty and young and strong body that the monk thought that Jiang Di was not satisfied with what she was seeing now.

The monk, who was ashamed in his heart but expressionless because of his mood swings, trembled and stretched out to the hem of his robe.

pinched the fabric of the robe, and was about to tear it open when Jiang Di spoke.

"I want your weapon or a treasure, what are you doing without your clothes?" Originally, her appearance and temperament were biased towards coldness, and there was real incomprehension in her eyes, and her eyes were clear.

"Could it be that you want to seduce me?"

"I don't like you like this, don't waste your efforts."

"So many people are watching, the impact is not good, and it also affects my reputation."

He doesn't want to be famous!!

The monk became more and more ashamed, and jerked up his unruly trousers, and turned his back to straighten his clothes.

As he sorted it out, he remembered how he misinterpreted Jiang Di's meaning, and felt more and more that the current atmosphere suffocated him.

A long time ago, when he was just getting started, the master touched his roots and said that he was a good seedling who walked the path of physical cultivation.

After the formal apprenticeship ceremony and entered the door, the master began to teach him the most basic and core physical cultivation method and supporting cultivation methods of his sect, and all kinds of rare medicinal materials became the medicinal bath he had to soak in every day.

Even the herbs are always present in the three meals a day.

Heavenly materials and earth treasures are not treasures at all to him, and he can't even eat ordinary quality natural materials and earth treasures now.

Rare quality of natural treasures, he doesn't know how much he has eaten like eating vegetables.

I still remember that when he was fourteen or fifteen years old, Master, who had always been an old and unashamed naughty boy, mysteriously pulled him into the inner room and told him about the cultivation of the heart and supporting methods, and the most important point was not to lose the child's body, and he must keep his child's body within a thousand years.

The monk is very simple, how can he know what the body of a boy means.

The Master's earnest teachings only made him remember that the child's body was his most precious thing.

It is more precious than the natal weapon that he is about to start refining, and it is more precious than the various life-saving scroll pills and rare heaven and earth treasures that he has in his hand.

How high is the value of heaven and earth treasures.

The treasures of the rare heaven and earth are even more valuable than the treasures of the smaller sects and the towns.

The rare-level heavenly treasures are already the treasures at the bottom of those small sects.

As for the natal sword weapon that he was about to refine, the monk only knew that in order to find the materials for this weapon, he invited the most prestigious and most authentic refiner who had retired to refine it for himself, and it had also taken all of the sect's progress in the past two years.

Gold and silver vulgar things are naturally not counted, and the spirit stone is only a number that occupies the space, and the storage ring with a large storage space is installed, and a few rings are taken as a measure of value when the settlement is made directly.

Those who are arrogant do not use the spirit stones of the storage ring to trade, and directly take the treasures of the same value as their own bids, and there are also those who directly exchange the spirit veins.

On that day, the monk who only knew that his child's body was precious but couldn't figure out why it was precious and what it meant didn't understand for a long time, and his cultivation was a little trance for a few days, and his cultivation progress slowed down significantly.

As a result, the little junior brother, who is the hope of the whole sect, is obviously abnormal, and naturally it is discovered by the senior brother who is as warm as a spring breeze and always gives the most warm care to the junior disciples.

The senior brother also brought the monk closer to the cultivation room, and also set up an enchantment, trying to provide the safest environment and create an atmosphere that was enough for his junior brother to feel at ease.

On that day, the monk finally understood what it meant to be a child, and he could no longer remember what was the most precious thing in his body.

"The women under the mountain are all tigers, all of them are vicious, with sinister intentions, whether they look heroic or delicate and soft, they are all to rob you of your most precious things."

"Little junior brother needs more snacks, and he can't be deceived by the woman under the mountain anymore."

"Senior brother...... I know......" The monk was in a trance, completely brainwashed.

The senior brother hid his merits and fame, let the little junior brother be alone, brushed his clothes away, and thought that he had successfully played the role of a wise man again, and explained the sinister world to his stupid junior brother who did not understand people.

Although the woman under the mountain has a bad one, he still loves the soft and gentle beauty.

Glancing at Master's residence, the elder brother straightened up his robe, and stroked his hair a few times at the water, feeling handsome and compelling, Edgeworth went down the mountain to find his good girl.

This is something that the monk does not know.

He felt ashamed that he had been stumped by such a simple matter, and he felt even more sorry for the sect's resources and the full love of his master and brothers.

Since then, except for the time when it is necessary to make a name for himself as the face of the sect at some grand events, the monk has never left the sect and devoted himself to cultivation, either studying the mental formula in the cultivation room, or practicing hard in the deep mountains and old forests.

In addition to the top-notch preparation of medicinal herbs and meals, the monks are extremely strict with themselves in all aspects.

Because he rarely communicates with people, the monk is not good at words, let alone with people.

This time I left the sect for the sake of suddenly appearing in the spiritual realm, and I never thought that I would lose my spiritual power as soon as I came, and then ......

And then what happened?

Because it is a physical cultivation, the loss of spiritual power does not have the greatest impact on the monks, and the impact on other spiritual or Dharma cultivation-based monks is almost fatal.

In that strange forest, a large number of monks were buried in it.

The monks who came out all relied on, and there were a lot of magic weapons stored in their Qiankun bag storage rings, but there was really nothing to eat.

There are not many animals around the spiritual realm, and basically the number of fingers of one hand can be counted in a day.

These animals are very cunning and difficult to catch, since one day a monk caught a pheasant and ate it raw, he found that most of his spiritual power had recovered, and every day the monk was busy looking for living creatures in the spiritual realm.

Animals can restore spiritual power when they eat it, but what about plants?

The monks ate almost everything that could not be eaten, and finally came to the conclusion that the plants and other things here were poisonous with the "heavy loss" of losing more than half of their personnel.

Because the idea that all mushrooms are poisonous has influenced many people, and no monk wants to taste the mushrooms that suddenly appeared after this rain.

Those plants that look normal can kill a monk who is not in good physical condition if they eat it.

Can you eat something that doesn't look normal?

It's better to cherish life and wait for the opening of the spiritual realm.

The monks thought so, and slowly boiled through.

Occasionally, monks or mortals from other realms would stray, and after they had divided up the food they had brought, the monks would begin a new round of famine.

In fact, if you don't eat, you won't starve to death, and you can leave a breath behind.

It's just that without spiritual power to protect the body, the body's instinctive desire to eat is very strong, some people can suppress it, and some people can't bear it.

The world is big, and the food is the biggest. Baiyue

Originally, the monk who cultivated the indulgent Tao indulged his appetite.

The Tao of Indulgence was originally one of the three thousand avenues, and the path was flat and broad, but he cultivated the way of indulgence, indulged his thoughts and did whatever he wanted.

He was the first to catch an animal.

The monk who didn't know how to cook and didn't have that kind of conditions came to Ru Mao to drink blood and eat a round belly.

The scene was very bloody, and the monks, who were accustomed to killing, felt a little chill down their backs when they saw it.

The monk, who looked like a demonic monk, wiped the blood from his lips with the back of his hand, and instead wiped the blood on his face.

His skin was pale, and he looked like the legendary black-haired, black-eyed, blood-drinking demon.

Later, when the animals became more and more difficult to catch, the monks, who were wary of the other monks, cut off a piece of meat from their own arm in front of them, chewed it slowly, and did not stop the bleeding for themselves.

While eating, he looked at the monks with disdainful eyes, and after eating, he took an elixir, and his flesh and blood quickly regenerated, and there was no scar left.

During that time, one or two monks would often disappear, and everyone suspected that the monk had started killing fellow Terran monks to satisfy his appetite.

……

Jiang Di, who had obtained the monk's natal weapon, made the Vermilion Bird Fire burning on the monk's arm disappear.

The monk's clothes were crooked on one hand, and most of his chest was exposed.

Yan Xi sighed and commented seriously, Jiang Di chose to unilaterally block this Suzaku who was not taboo in his mouth but was actually innocent.

The connection between natal weapons and monks is very strange, some natal weapons can be replaced at some cost, and some are nourished with their own essence blood from the beginning.

The one in Jiang Di's hand was obviously the latter method, but Jiang Di, who didn't pay much attention to Jiang Di, who had a lot of information in his mind, looked at the monk with a strange gaze.

She didn't need this natal weapon.

It's not impossible to forcibly erase the contract mark on it, but this monk is probably invalid.

With this pile of trivial information fragments that can still sort out a lot of useful information even though it is too messy to be carefully organized, Jiang Di can be regarded as understanding the current situation here.

Reaching out and throwing the strangely shaped weapon back into the monk's arms, which had no blades in his hand.

The rattan that had been spawned with two wood spiritual power was tied to the mud ball and walked straight to the black-robed monk whose temperament was the most incompatible with this group of monks among the nearby monks, Jiang Di did not throw a word to this monk who almost sacrificed his life.

The name of the male monk is not valuable, and Jiang Di feels that his reputation should be cherished.

She can have the reputation of a demon, she can be shouted and beaten by everyone, and she can become the public enemy of the whole cultivation realm, but she must not have a reputation for fornication.

She was serious about being a monk.

Cultivating the so-called righteous path is a monk, and cultivating the demon path and the demon path is also a monk.

She is a wood spirit body, and it is not too easy to take the path of demon cultivation.

It's easy to take the path of spiritual cultivation at the trouble point, but the body is delicate, and the combat effectiveness all depends on the strength and coordination ability of the spirit plant that can be controlled.

Thinking about his special wood spiritual power and the tactics of using plants to cooperate with combat that he had studied before, Jiang Di quickly decided that he wanted to follow the path of spiritual cultivation.

Spirituality creates less unnecessary killings and absorbs more of the aura of heaven and earth.

When it's time to cross the tribulation, the thunder tribulation is like tickling, all the power is used to temper the body, and the body should have a numb and crispy feeling, not too painful.

As soon as the thunderstorm passed, the blessing fell, and the body returned to its peak state, and maybe it would break through on the spot as soon as it was lucky.

There was once a monk who had three thunder tribulations in a row, and directly passed the ascension tribulation, setting a record for the fastest ascension.

"Get out." The black-robed monk was wrapped in a black robe, and he didn't know if the black-robed was too big, or if the person inside was too thin.

Where will Jiang Di listen.

Jiang Di, who couldn't hear the black-robed monk's speech, threw the mud ball wrapped in rattan to the ground, Yue unconsciously burst some containers, and Yan Xifei commanded at a very low height. Thinking about his special wood spiritual power and the tactics of using plants to cooperate with combat that he had studied before, Jiang Di quickly decided that he wanted to follow the path of spiritual cultivation.

Spirituality creates less unnecessary killings and absorbs more of the aura of heaven and earth.

When it's time to cross the tribulation, the thunder tribulation is like tickling, all the power is used to temper the body, and the body should have a numb and crispy feeling, not too painful.

As soon as the thunderstorm passed, the blessing fell, and the body returned to its peak state, and maybe it would break through on the spot as soon as it was lucky.

There was once a monk who had three thunder tribulations in a row, and directly passed the ascension tribulation, setting a record for the fastest ascension.

"Get out." The black-robed monk was wrapped in a black robe, and he didn't know if the black-robed was too big, or if the person inside was too thin.

Where will Jiang Di listen.

Jiang Di, who couldn't hear the black-robed monk's speech, threw the mud ball wrapped in rattan to the ground, Yue unconsciously burst some containers, and Yan Xifei commanded at a very low height.

There were a lot of eyes on Yan Xi, but they didn't dare to act rashly.

The black-robed monk, who was too hungry to pay attention to the movement ten steps away, opened his eyes and stared closely at Yan Xi, who had already entered his territory.

Jiang Di, a big living person, did not attract the slightest attention from him.

His eyes fell on Yan Xi intently, and then he shot quickly, holding Yan Xi, who seemed to be round and chubby, but was actually full of swollen hair, with one hand.

Yan Xi screamed at that moment, causing great mental damage to the surrounding monks.

Jiang Tu was the only one who was immune to attack.

Even though the black-robed monk was unstable in his spirit, his hand that clenched the food in his hand did not let go at all.

Jiang Di found that he was always sighing today.

first calmed Yan Xi's emotions.

"He's not going to eat you."

"He's just trying to eat my !!" Yan Xi is now in shock, especially when it is still a big problem whether her life can be saved, it is difficult for her to calm down.

"Do you see the disgust in his eyes? Trust me, I won't let him eat you. Jiang Di spoke, not at all shying away from the monk.

"What do you mean? He grabbed me like this and still hated me?!!! Yan Xi, who was about to blow up his hair again, screamed again, and the surrounding monks suffered another spiritual attack.

Headache, dizziness, want to throw up.

This time, the black-robed monk let go.

No, it's not to let go, it's to throw the emotional Yan Xi to Jiang Di.

Jiang Di took Yan Xi, skillfully smoothed the hair, and handed the knife to the black-robed monk.

"Control your strength, split this, there's food in it, and divide half of it."

"I can eat it, it's not poisonous, I can eat it first if I don't worry."