Chapter XXXVII: Two Victims
To rebuild the Protoss, there must be someone first, and now find a daughter-in-law to have a baby, how long will it be busy? In order to convince Lu Xiaoyi, he also told the history of the Protoss. At that time, the Protoss was originally a small tribe. Except for the bloodline inheritors, they are all people at the bottom of the human world. Later, some poor people in the human world couldn't survive, and when they heard that there was a god who could be blessed, they came to vote one after another. Slowly, the Protoss grew.
But there is a serious drawback to such a god race, except for the bloodline inheritor, the others have no combat effectiveness. Not to mention the Great Luo Jin Immortal, it is an ordinary cultivation sect, and dozens of masters can also deal with the Protoss. The later results verified this, the top 100 Da Luo Jin Immortals in the Immortal Realm of the Gathering Spirit Continent joined forces to sneak attack, and the blow was successful, directly killing the bloodline inheritor. Then kill the people of the Protoss cleanly, as for how Lu Xiaoyi, the heir of the bloodline, came out, and why there has been no heir of the bloodline of the gods for more than 5,000 years, these questions are not clear to the turtle spirit. Because for these long 5,000 years, the turtle spirit has been sleeping in the hidden soul bead.
The Orb of Hidden Soul can automatically find the heir of the bloodline and possess it. The reason for this is that the Turtle Spirit Hidden Soul Bead is an artifact left by the Xuanwu God back then, and it is normal to have this ability.
Anyway, Lu Xiaoyi really didn't get much information from the turtle spirit, this guy had slept for too long.
After communicating with the turtle spirit for a night, Lu Xiaoyi was still in good spirits and did not feel sleepy, which was also the benefit of the Great Tortoise Shell Technique after it was upgraded. The question of how to re-establish the Protoss is naturally a long-term consideration. A false cultivator, if you want to make a true cultivator worship, or even establish the belief of the god race, you have to fool. To put it simply, it's by deception.
Up to now, there has been a victim, and this person is Qi Ziqing. As long as she is dedicated to the Tao, takes Lu Xiaoyi's mental method, and succeeds in cultivation, she will come to find Lu Xiaoyi sooner or later. When the time comes, as long as you give a little more benefit, hang her mind, and let her know that following Lu Xiaoyi is really promising, are you afraid that she will not follow?
There are so many cultivators in the Gathering Spirit Continent, just slowly deceive them.
"Road...... That master, if you want to cheat, you have to have some roads, and you have to deceive in a targeted manner. If you want to say that you have a high-level auxiliary mind here, and if you are greedy for beauty, then you have to be wronged to dedicate yourself...... , if you have something to say, don't do it. ”
Smoke and dust rolled up on the road, Lu Xiaoyi was frantically chasing and killing the turtle spirit, and the white tiger, a stupid thing, grinned his teeth, and happily chased after him. As a mount, I didn't know that I took the initiative to invite my master to ride, and I didn't know how the previous owner endured it for so long.
Out of the scope of Sanmen Town, Lu Xiaoyi planned to go back to the craftsman town first, settle the Meng family and his wife, make a batch of blanks, and then kill the Qingsangmen and find Feng Xiong to help refine the weapon. Of course, Lu Xiaoyi will not let him work in vain, the benefits will definitely be given to him, for example, there is a recipe for an elixir from the turtle spirit. It is said that as long as the soul is not gone, a life can be saved.
The white tiger was finally remembered by Lu Xiaoyi, and pulled its ear and said: "What about being a qualified mount? Why do you either chase rabbits or kill roe deer all day long? You ate a pig last night, and in the long run, Lao Tzu will be eaten poor by you." I don't know how a mount like you survived until now. Don't be so unruly in the future, otherwise I'll stew you and drink soup. ”
Now Lu Xiaoyu threatens these two things around him, and the most effective word is stewed soup. Sure enough, the white tiger trembled with fright, and obediently lay on the ground, Lu Xiaoyi sat up, and found that something was wrong, and panicked. Rummage through the ring, spread it with a blanket, and tie it up with a belt on both sides: "Let's make do with it, and go back and make a saddle." ”
"Let's go, go back to Artisan. Lu Xiaoyi patted the white tiger's neck, and the goods jumped forward for a while, and suddenly jumped high.
Lu Xiaoyi looked at its posture, how could this height be more than ten meters, what did this ghost thing want to do? Aren't you afraid of falling to death if you jump so high? But this guy ran too fast, the wind was blowing, and when he jumped, Lu Xiaoyi was so frightened that he didn't have the heart to speak. When he jumped to the top, Lu Xiaoyi felt stable and would not fall, and when he was about to open his mouth to scold the tiger, he snorted and scared the swear words in his mouth back. Feelings, this white tiger has two wings stretched out from its armpits.
"Ah, how did you grow a pair of wings?" Lu Xiaoyi exclaimed, the turtle spirit squatted on his shoulder, and smiled disdainfully at the corner of his mouth: "Hehe, it was originally a spirit beast flying tiger, and some people didn't know it, so they used the flying tiger as a horse to ride." ”
Flying higher and higher, Lu Xiaoyi screamed: "Don't, I have a fear of heights!"
The wings of the white tiger are three meters long and one meter wide, and they sit on the back of the white tiger, and as long as they do not die, they will not fall off at all. After discovering that there was no possibility of falling to his death, Lu Xiaoyi was proud, and looked around, overlooking the ground below. I used to think about flying, but I never realized it, and this was originally an ability that only cultivators have. Now it's unexpectedly happening.
"White Tiger, you foodie, you still have this hand, and you didn't eat so much meat for nothing. Also, you can fly, why didn't you say it earlier, scare me half to death! Next time you do this kind of surprise attack, I'll stew you!"
The feeling of flying is really refreshing, the only drawback of being so high is that it is cold. But Lu Xiaoyi couldn't care about it, his frozen lips turned white, and he didn't mean to continue, so he found a blanket to wrap himself in, and insisted on enjoying the pleasure of flying.
The view from high in the air is excellent, and two people can be seen fighting from a distance, one stepping on a cloud and the other with a kite under his foot. One is holding a long sword and the sword qi is flying wildly, and the other is holding a Dan furnace that is several times larger than the normal form, covering the left and right, and the two of them come and go, clanging, and fighting.
"Who are these two people? That fat man looks familiar. Lu Xiaoyi muttered, and the turtle spirit left his shoulder, rolled in the air, turned into a flying eagle, and went straight to the battle site.
"Xiaobai, let's go down!" Lu Xiaozhi's name to Baihu was too frustrating, Baihu didn't agree to it, and he threatened to stew soup, so he was instigated and accepted the unequal treaty aggrievedly.
Brushing and brushing, the white tiger landed in the clearing in the mountains, Lu Xiaoyi looked up, and soon the turtle spirit flew back.
"Both of them are acquaintances, the fat man is Feng Xiong, and the other is Su Changfeng. Feng Xiong's current situation is not good, it seems that he can't beat it. The turtle spirit reported the results of the investigation, and Lu Xiaoyi touched his chin: "Turtle man, if we help, how can we help?"
The turtle spirit covered his face and sighed: "There is no one else nearby, just such a low-level cultivator, let the white tiger fly over, and you can slap your life and can't take care of yourself." Lu Xiaoyi's eyes widened: "What are you thinking in your heart, I know very well." Doesn't it mean that mine is a turtle? Labor and management have recognized! Turtles are turtles, and turtles are also objects that you must obey. ”
After speaking, he stepped on the white tiger: "Fly over, I'm going to slap that bastard Su Changfeng!"
The white tiger snorted and jumped forward, and below was a hillside several hundred meters high, and if he could not fly, he could fall to his death. Lu Xiaoyi didn't make a fuss this time, the white tiger's wings stretched out, and Lu Xiaoyi stared at Su Changfeng.
I have divine power, how can I miss such a good opportunity to pretend to deceive people?
Feng Xiong is secretly complaining now, don't look at Su Changfeng being plotted in Sanmen Town, but this guy is a disciple of Haotianmen, and no one dares to embarrass him too much. Soon released the goods, Su Changfeng believed that he was killed by Feng Xiong. If you want to talk about playing with pills, Qingsangmen is the ancestor of the world's Xiuzhen sect. I didn't dare to retaliate in Sanmen Town, for fear of being seen. So Su Changfeng kept following and walked to a place where there was no one, and then he dedicated himself to killing Feng Xiong.
Feng Xiong's attack power is not good, but his Dan furnace is a defensive magic weapon, and Su Changfeng has used all kinds of attack methods, but he still can't help the other party. Feng Xiong knew that he was dying, the Dan Furnace magic weapon was indeed easy to use, but it was too draining. After a long time, he can't stand it at all, and once there is no vitality input, he will be fat on the chopping board.
Generally, when you can't beat it, you have to run away. The problem is that compared to running away, no one of the cultivators of the same level can outrun the flying sword of Haotianmen. Feng Xiong didn't dare to run, once his back was exposed to the opponent, he would die. Look at this meaning, Su Changfeng wants to kill people quickly.
Seeing that he was about to be unable to hold on, Feng Xiong was also anxious, he was a disciple of the Qingbao Sect, and he couldn't kill the opponent, so he could still do it by dragging him to die together. So, there is an extra pill in his hand, this thing is very domineering, after eating it, he turns the essence blood into poisonous blood, and spits out a large piece, once the opponent is poisoned, no one in the cultivation world can save it. The disadvantage of this is that Feng Xiong himself is also poisoned, although he will not die all at once, his life can be saved, and this body cultivation can be regarded as invalid. The cultivation of a cultivator is abolished, which is no different from death.
Just when Feng Xiong was about to die together, someone in the distance shouted: "Feng Xiong, don't panic, I'll come." ”
As soon as the words fell, the speed of the white tiger was like electricity, and it had already arrived at the battlefield, Su Changfeng didn't have time to dodge at all, and the white tiger flew up too fast. Da Luo Jin Xian's mount, where can a cultivator in the Qi refining period compare.
Su Changfeng didn't react to the person who appeared in front of him, Lu Xiaoyi calmly stretched out his slap and slapped it fiercely. Seeing that the slap in front of him was getting clearer and clearer, Su Changfeng was extremely frightened, the clouds under his feet were transformed by flying swords, and once someone approached, they would automatically attack threatening targets. Now the flying sword has no reaction, as if it has been completely suppressed by the master.
"My life is on the line!" Su Changfeng's mind flashed such a thought, and the slap was firmly slapped on his face, there was no room for resistance at all, his body was crooked, his eyes were dark, and he didn't know anything.
The effect of the divine power was too terrifying, and with such a slap, Su Changfeng let out a miserable scream and fell rapidly. This will look at the white cloud again, turn into a sword, swoop to catch up, support Su Changfeng, who doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, from below, and fly away with him.
I don't know if the slap killed Su Changfan, when Lu Xiaoyi turned around, Feng Xiong trembled with fright and knelt on the wooden kite.
Why? yes, why?