And that was the last thought of Bloodstain. With a wipe of the Northern Stygian Sword, the blood-stained head rose to the sky, and the blood in the neck sprayed, which was extremely sad.

"Bang!"

The blood-stained head fell to the ground, and the golden crown fell to the side, and blood sprayed on it, staining it into a bloody crown.

Bloodstained, dead without blinking eyes.

And until this time, his corpse still did not fall, maintaining a posture of clenching his fists, one forward and one backward.

Du Lengqiu coughed lightly. Martial arts cultivation to the point of blood stains, every hand and foot are accompanied by martial arts divine will. Although the blood mark did not cultivate the Qinglong Divine Will, he obviously took a different path.

Such two fists hit himself, although his body did not have it, but his soul was shocking, making Du Lengqiu only feel as if he was biting on his back, and the pain was abnormal.

His facial expression was distorted, and there was a pain in his soul!

It hurts!

Looking at this guy's high-spirited standing corpse, Du Lengqiu also had to admit that this guy's fists were hard enough.

After resting for about a quarter of an hour, the ugly man and the group of wolves who were chasing after him were still nowhere to be seen, which showed how fast Du Lengqiu and the blood marks were.

He stood up, ready to pack up the loot.

The streamer double-edged is naturally to be retrieved. He picked up the bloodstained head and pulled it out, the dagger didn't shake, and the bloodstain was still biting so tightly when it died, it was really incredible.

Du Lengqiu held the dagger horizontally and shook it from side to side a few times before he pried open his teeth and pulled out the dagger.

Put away the double blades, and then Du Lengqiu scraped the blood stains.

Cheats, no.

Weapons, no.

Treasure, no.

......

Du Lengqiu's face darkened. This guy with blood stains looks like a human being, but he is actually a super poor ghost, with no useful things all over his body.

In the end, Du Lengqiu set his eyes on the blood-colored robe.

This blood-stained blood-colored robe is a good piece of protective clothing. But killing is murder, and snatching weapons is not a big deal, but depriving a dead man of his clothes exceeds his bottom line.

With a pity of sighing twice, Du Lengqiu continued to walk forward.

In his current state, he really doesn't have to be the opponent of that ugly man. He was also a little funny when he thought about it, the two sides have fought until now, you die I say, he doesn't even know the name of the ugly man.

And the hateful thing is that he couldn't pick up the red stick he carried into the bamboo cave again, and the food and wine were naturally gone. Fortunately, this is already a bamboo forest.

He swung his sword and cut off a moderately thick bamboo, made a bamboo cane, and staggered away.

He sneered as he walked.

It's hilarious. How can there be a savanna first, and then a bamboo forest, which is especially when I don't look at the animal world and man and nature.

The top of the valley.

Looking at the broken wolf corpse, Yuchai's face turned pale.

She followed it all the way here, and when she saw the battle taking place here, she couldn't help but turn pale.

She wanted to cry, why did life have to be so difficult.

And after a long time, the ugly man finally arrived at the place where the bloodstain was fighting. When he saw the severed corpse, he howled out in grief, and the sound frightened the wolves that had been following him so much that they fled without a trace with their tails between their legs.

Du Lengqiu naturally didn't know what was going on. He looked at the sky and saw that it had darkened, and it was clear that the night was in sight.

There were bamboo forests around, and after thinking about it, he was ready to build a simple bamboo hut to live in.

With the Northern Immortal Sword in his hand, the blue light shone, and one by one the bamboos fell to the ground. It was only a short period of effort, and Du Lengqiu built a bamboo house without windows.

It's just that the roof is a little rough, but it doesn't matter, Du Lengqiu has judged the sky, and it shouldn't rain tonight.

Inside the bamboo house, there was nothing, Du Lengqiu sat cross-legged, slowly expelling the influence of the blood stains on his second elemental god. It's not that hard, it just takes time.

Time flies,

The red rising in the east is red and bright, shining in the world and far-reaching.

In the bamboo forest, the red sun is intercepted by the branches and leaves of the bamboo, and finally only mottled fragments are left bright.

The branches and shadows are swaying, and there is more charm and inexplicable artistic conception.

The ancients loved bamboo, and called it the Four Gentlemen together with Mei Lanju. There are also people who chant poems against them, saying: It is better to eat without meat than to live without bamboo.

In Du Lengqiu's opinion, this person is either not short of meat to eat, or he just can't eat meat, so he can have such a famous sentence, as for talent, it's okay.

Du Lengqiu also likes bamboo, and what he likes is the cleanliness of bamboo leaves.

Whether it is on the branches or withered and yellow to the ground, the bamboo leaves are the same unstained with dust.

In a few days, Du Lengqiu had recovered.

After recovering, he didn't want to leave, so he built a bamboo building every day and meditated on his own path.

He has two paths, one is to follow the steps step by step, spend a lot of time, practice the seven phases of the green dragon one by one, and then condense the core of the wood system, and then turn his head to cultivate the theory of change of civil engineering Shengkeqi, and since then he has soared to the sky and become a top master.

The second is to directly cultivate the theory of change of civil engineering, and use its own wood-based exercise "Qingdi Immortal Sutra" as the foundation to condense the core of the wood-based system. If the second type is the core, the upper limit must not be high.

There are two methods, and Du Lengqiu will never do it.

He did not rush to make a decision, but built a wooden bed, doors and windows for himself. He still had time to tear down the roof and rebuild it.

Half a month later, the bamboo building took on a new look.

Du Lengqiu walked to the distance and carefully observed the bamboo building, and found that his bamboo building was very similar to the fairy house on the moon. He couldn't help but be a little stunned, sighed abruptly, and said secretly: It seems that I haven't returned for many years, and I'm homesick after all.

Then, looking at his own bamboo building, he realized.

After a long time, he sighed, "How the hell did I get into the tip of the horns?" I first practiced the Blue Emperor Immortal Sutra, became a master, and then turned around to cultivate the Seven Phases of the Green Dragon, wouldn't it be easy to capture. ”

"! I was affected when I traveled through the Mu Yuan world, and the whole person became a lot stupid. Solving this problem easily and happily, he only felt that the Lingtai was clear, as if he had brushed away layers of dust.

Now, he is the real Du Lengqiu.

And with that, there is immediately a sense of rejection from the whole world.

This feeling goes deep into the soul, and there is no way to hide, no choice, no way to fight. This is the disgust of one world for the creatures of another.

On the outside, it is extremely unlucky.

Take buying lottery tickets as an example, a normal person, if you buy a note of fucai, well, you buy for three hundred years, every day without interruption, you can almost win the jackpot.

can change Du Lengqiu, let alone three hundred years, even if it is three thousand years, thirty thousand years, he will not win the jackpot. This is the simplest manifestation of the world's disgust with a person.

However, when the problem of the dust on the Lingtai was solved, he immediately acted vigorously.

On the same day, he meditated and pranayama and entered the cultivation mode.

The Blue Emperor Immortal Sutra is a domineering mental method, focusing on plundering the essence of all things for one's own use. If it weren't for the fact that the object of its plunder was limited to plants, trees and flowers, it would be a proper Demon Gate Heart Sutra.