After entrapping Mu Kun with a four-color sword circle again, Du Lengqiu fell into deep thought.

"How can I get a city of strange things?"

This is a proposition that makes everyone's hearts flutter and headaches. In Shushan Sword Garden, there are also people who make the same exclamation. Unlike Du Lengqiu, this person has a white beard hanging down his abdomen, with big sleeves fluttering, but on the left side of his chest, there is a tall mountain peak embroidered. The white robe and the emerald peaks are the symbols of the Shushan Sword Garden.

But there are not many people who are qualified to embroider this logo, and there are not many in Shushan in the whole of Shushan.

This person is the head of the contemporary Shushan Sword Garden-Yu Jiuzhang. Since he became the head of Shushan, he has been trying to revive Shushan so that it can once again lead the group.

However, the reforms brought at great cost did not bring the expected results.

On the contrary, the cost is staggering.

In the spiritual world, a master is a person who deserves more respect than his parents. Because what you are taught is knowledge that can change your fate, and what you gain is power that transcends the mundane.

However, after the reform of Shushan Sword Garden, the disciples' admiration and respect for the master was greatly reduced, and there was another problem associated with it, that is, the centripetal force of the disciples to Shushan declined.

Although the problem is not particularly serious today, the emergence of this sign already means that the previous reforms were not entirely correct.

Moreover, although the Shushan Sword Garden is now full of masters, the strength of the temples of the gods has expanded even faster, so fast that people are caught off guard. The reason for this is that the Temple of the Gods has taken a measure that does not know whether it is right or wrong.

The Temple of the Gods is absorbing the powerful of the outer world.

In the past, even though the Temple of the Gods had established a stronghold in many, many worlds, its disciples and masters were all from the ancestral land, that is, this world.

This limited the speed at which the Temple of the Gods developed.

I don't know if I sensed some danger, but the Temple of the Gods finally opened the ban it had been holding and opened its arms to outsiders. In Yu Jiuzhang's view, this is an extremely short-sighted behavior.

The arrival of the strong man certainly increased the strength of the Temple of the Gods, but it also planted the bane of future division.

Although Yu Jiuzhang was profound, he still didn't know that the world was about to usher in the biggest change, and the heavens of the universe were about to be destroyed. The Temple of the Gods does not need to worry about future divisions at all. Perhaps it was precisely because they knew this that they wantonly introduced foreign powerhouses.

The sun is about to set, and the sunset fills the sky, bringing a touch of color to this boring world.

Du Lengqiu sat alone on the edge of the tree house, his expression calm, as if he was reminiscing about something.

Soon, an uninvited guest interrupted Du Lengqiu's reverie.

"The one who called out the treasure. ”

Du Lengqiu looked down at the ground and saw two farmers in gray short clothes, holding wooden farm tools, shouting and making threatening gestures.

While shouting and threatening, another person inhaled sharply and kept shouting, "It's so fragrant." It is more fragrant than marinated pork head. That expression was boundless in intoxication.

Du Lengqiu couldn't help laughing.

He was laughing not at these two young men, but at the absurdity of the world.

Luckily, his treehouse was built on the edge of the village, and there were no monsters or cultivators around. The previous weasel was already an exception within the exception.

Du Lengqiu's sword qi flew out, and instead of killing the two young peasants, he rolled up Qin Sansi's corpse, as well as the weasel's corpse, and threw them in front of the two peasants.

The two of them were stunned for a moment, and then when they saw Qin Sansi's charred appearance, they couldn't help but be full of fear, and said sadly: "Murder, ah......"

The two of them dropped their farm tools and ran away without a trace.

Du Lengqiu sighed and withdrew his gaze.

Night is falling.

Most of the creatures that move during the day have fallen into a deep sleep, but those who are used to being active at night are just beginning to move their hands and feet. The attraction of butterfly cocoons is so overwhelming that even the lowest creatures are attracted.

The big tree where Du Lengqiu was located became the busiest place of the whole night.

Snakes, scorpions, and all the other carnivores are coming. They don't interfere with each other, they just try to climb towards the big trees.

It's just that the platform where Du Lengqiu is located is a moat that is difficult for them to approach.

Circles of sword qi circled around the trunk of the tree, and no matter what kind of insect it was, they all died under the subtle sword qi. For such unreasonable little things, Du Lengqiu was also helpless, and there was no other way than to kill them.

During the long night, a thick layer of dead insects piled up under the trunks. The unpleasant smell wafted around, if it weren't for the fragrance of butterfly dance, Du Lengqiu wouldn't be able to stay on the platform.

The night finally passed, and when the first rays of sunlight shone on the horizon, Du Lengqiu released the cocoon from the "ruins". Under the sunlight, the cocoon became almost transparent, and a fairy loomed inside.

As the cocoons appeared, the fragrance became stronger, and the insects went against their habits and climbed more frantically in the daytime and at night.

Birds that had risen early to look for insects also landed on the surrounding treetops, staring at the butterfly cocoons, their eyes faintly red. If it weren't for the fear of Du Lengqiu's big guy, these little things would have vibrated their wings and come to plunder.

Du Lengqiu didn't care either.

With him here, how could the birds and finches succeed?

At this moment, the cocoon vibrated slightly, and in an instant, the light was so bright that even the morning sun could not hide this dazzling light. A figure is born from the light.

Colorful skirts flutter, and the butterfly dance is born in a posture that resembles a fairy more than a fairy.

In Du Lengqiu's gaze, Butterfly Dance's facial features seemed to have changed a little, very subtle, but more perfect than before. It's a beauty that hits the heart.

It's a perfect life!

This is a kind of realization that Du Lengqiu suddenly came from the heart. The evolution of the butterfly dance's cocoon is essentially to make life more perfect. Strength is only one aspect of it, there is also a more beautiful appearance, a more elegant temperament, and so on.

In short, the creature of the butterfly demon is indeed very strange.

The most envious thing is that they don't go through the Thunder Tribulation at all.

Looking at the breath of the butterfly dance, he is already a real powerhouse in the Flying Wonderland. The colorful light on the outside of the body surface is accompanied by the colorful skirt flying, which is the unique fairy light of the butterfly demon.

Thunder Tribulation, this kind of calamity that cultivators fear to the bone, the butterfly demon actually doesn't need to bear it at all. Du Lengqiu shook his head and said, "Butterfly Dance, you are really testing people's concentration." ”

Butterfly Dance smiled, under the morning sun, on the peerless face, the eyes were flowing and moving. Du Lengqiu hurriedly raised his hand and said, "Stop! Don't seduce me, I can't stand the seduction." ”

The butterfly dance fluttered in, sat on the armrest of the recliner, and gently pinched Du Lengqiu's shoulders. She whispered slightly, "What does the master say? If the master needs it, Butterfly Dance is willing to warm the bed for the master." Who called someone your maid?"