It was also ignorance that caused trouble, he never thought that the crocodile in the late stage of qi training would be so powerful.

If you think about the two dozen or so monks who were slaughtered by the crocodile, you can know that if you hadn't run away decisively at that time, instead of trying to fight it, you would have been eaten as food long ago.

But this time it wasn't that there was no gain, Nangong Xiao took out a small jade bottle from his arms, one finger long and two fingers wide. When the plug was opened, there was a bottle of red blood in the upper half, revealing a thick smell.

This is the biggest gain of Nangong Xiao's trip.

At that time, he saw that Brother Liao was a little out of the world, so he was bold. With more than a year of sealing practice and the magic skills he had learned before, he managed to take the upper half of the bottle of Jiao Blood under his nose.

He also figured out the purpose of this vial of blood, and he definitely couldn't sell it.

Jiao's blood is too eye-catching, and it is easy to have accidents when it flows into the market, and it is traced back to the source by people with a heart.

It is a good choice to make high-level runes in the future, especially the water runes, which are estimated to be much stronger than the same kind of runes.

Of course, all of this is his beautiful vision of a rookie. To do things, we still have to return to reality.

Regarding the review of this matter, Nangong Xiao summed it up in one sentence, that is, it is still too weak.

Whether it's cultivation or the experience of the monks.

When he didn't even get home from his escape kung fu, he ventured to explore the Zhuji Cave Mansion, thinking that the other party was a little girl who practiced qi at the fourth level, so he took it lightly, and he really didn't think about it.

It was even more inconsiderate to make a demon oath, which led to the fact that before the danger came, he couldn't avoid the disaster, and he became a tool for the little girl

In this world of cultivation, in addition to Qin Suxin and little girls like Li Shumei in the fourth layer of Qi training, there are also scheming women like Fan Mengyao.

Although after the incident of the Ghost Cloth Daoist, Nangong Xiao understood more and more that the rules and gameplay of the cultivation realm were different from before. But some ideas and subconscious minds can't be reversed after one or two things.

Nangong Xiao decided that he would be a fang otaku in the next two years. Except for the necessary exploration of the Yunxi Mountain Range and pretending to be the source of the spirit grass, he will not set foot in danger again, and then wait until the six major sects open their doors to recruit disciples, and then add a sect disciple's talisman to himself before making other plans.

Suddenly, he seemed to realize that there was a strange insect like a bee and a butterfly parked on the beam of the house.

He thought about it for a moment, and was surprised to find that he didn't know when it had come back with him.

And when it was in the mountains, so many people didn't seem to notice its existence. It's really rare that it can survive in such a chaotic battle.

Does it have a hidden talent? It's just that he signed a spirit beast contract with it to ignore it?

Let's observe for a while, this little thing is really giving itself more and more surprises. And it mutates every once in a while, and the eggs it lays are also alienating, which is a big help in the future.

Anyway, it's time to come up with a name for it. You can't keep screaming at strange insects.

"Well...... Let's call you a butterfly. Nangong Xiao, who was finally named, said a "vivid and unpretentious" name.

In the following days, Nangong Xiao lived a boring and monotonous house life.

Cultivate and cultivate the Yuan Gong, observe and observe whether the bee butterfly is eugenic, practice the drawing of the talisman, strive to draw the first talisman as soon as possible, sprinkle the spirit grass seeds into the flower bed, pull out the surplus spirit grass and put it into the jade box and sell it in the future, and then spare time to study the formation, spells, cultivation and other jade slips.

He was surprised to find that the time to eat and sleep was less than two hours, and as an otaku, he actually achieved a learning realm that even the senior high school candidates could not reach. I can't help but sigh that the world says that the gods are good, but the immortals are also distressed. Cultivation and meditation are boring and difficult, and eating and sleeping are all thrown away. Suck the wind and drink the envy of mortals, who can know, just to hide a knife before the ghost door closes.

As a result, life was so full of accidents, and a month later he met Fan Mengyao again.

At the corner of the street, Nangong Xiao carried a roast chicken and met the girl unexpectedly.

The impression that Fan Mengyao gave to Nangong Xiao a month later is wide if it is described with a vulgar adjective.

From top to bottom, from the inside out, from left to right.

It turned out that the ordinary pink dress had become a magic robe that exuded aura, and the hairpins and earrings on the top of the head were also low-level magic weapons. Xiu Wei also became the fifth layer of Qi training, and the whole person dissipated his pink and lovely appearance, and became a lady from a noble family, Chu Chu was generous.

Look at her left-hand side, a big man with a nine-layer Qi practice. Look at her right-hand side, another big man with a nine-layer Qi practice. It's almost half of the road.

Seeing Nangong Xiao, Fan Mengyao was obviously taken aback. But he quickly covered it up, and was just about to open his lips lightly to say something first. Nangong Xiao didn't give her this chance

He clasped his hands into fists and sang: "Miss Fan Er, I said goodbye last time, I don't know if I'll be okay recently?" The roast chicken in his hand drew a circle comfortably with the movements.

Fan Mengyao was stunned when she saw him salute, and then bowed slightly and replied: "Last time, Mengyao said goodbye without saying goodbye, and asked Daoist friends to forgive me." This is what I promised Daoyou to bring last time, but let's see if you're satisfied? ”

Seeing that she handed over a small storage bag after speaking, Nangong Xiao put it in his arms without looking at it, and made another gesture: "Miss Fan Er can't be trusted to do things, then if you are busy in advance, I will not delay your errands." ”

After saying that, he left.

At this time, the big man next to Fan Mengyao said, "Miss, who is this?" ”

"A friend I knew before, Deacon Zeng, let's hurry over as soon as possible, don't make people wait for a long time."

"Yes, Second Miss."

Nangong Xiao returned to his residence and opened the storage bag given by Fan Mengyao to check that it was full of spirit stones, and it was estimated that there should be as many as a thousand with a sweep of his divine sense. Counting the deposit, Fan Mengyao gave him the money for a high-grade magic weapon.

How? Not necessarily, after all, looking at the other party's style today, his forty percent may be a lot more than these spirit stones.

But Nangong Xiao didn't want to pursue it further.

Although it seems that the other party wants to calm things down, if Nangong Xiao is too aggressive and offends Fan Mengyao, a child of a big clan who has obviously gained power, the other party will kill people if he can't keep it.

It's the same even if you're in the market.

Putting away his thoughts, Nangong Xiao suddenly felt something, lifted the rune pen on the table and dipped it in ink to sketch on the rune paper, still very slowly.

But if you are a bystander, you will find that this time he held the pen very steadily, without the slightest hesitation.

After ten breaths, the talisman has been completed.

The ordinary water cover talisman was completed at the cost of Nangong Xiao's nearly 100 rune papers and a few bloody mouths on his face, and finally it was naturally completed in a sudden feeling.

Touch your cheeks, well, there are no cracks.

Nangong Xiao didn't think much about it, and hurriedly took out a new rune paper and continued to sketch, trying to grasp this feeling.

The first is wasted, the second is wasted, the third is wasted, the fourth is wasted, the fifth is wasted, the sixth is lost, the seventh is broken, the eighth is lost, the ninth is wasted, and the tenth is wasted.......

I don't know how many talismans he draws, and his face begins to bleed again, but he doesn't pay attention to it, just keeps drawing talismans.

You must grasp it, control it, and master it, otherwise this feeling will come back to you at some point.

Nangong Xiao touched the box where the blank rune paper was placed, and felt empty, only to find that he had used up all the remaining more than 100 rune papers.

I touched my face, it seemed to be scabbed, and it seemed that there should be no collapse in the next few times.

He looked at the mess of tables and feet, where good and waste rune papers were discarded like garbage.

He was stunned for a few breaths, leaned over and slowly cleaned up.

Gathered together and counted, a total of one hundred and sixty-six pieces of rune paper, eighty-eight, and seventy-eight were abolished.

Thinking that the success rate should increase in the future, then judging from the results, I already have the water cover charm in my hand, and there is no problem in selling it for money.

His heart suddenly became hot.

Tonight, the moon is in the sky, the moon is like water, and the little white rabbit is eating grass comfortably.

That terrible erect guy doesn't set fireballs at night and burn the grass, it turns out that he still wants to hibernate and not come out for months.

But after sleeping for a few days, I found that I didn't have this talent, and I couldn't stand it when I was hungry, so I had to come out again to find grass to eat.

It's better to be an upright guy, it doesn't matter if you roll on the grass during the day, and sometimes you will give yourself something to eat.

When it looked around, its eyes were moist, and the grass had been burned a lot.

There was a loud bang, the door was pushed open, and a monster with a bloody face rushed in front of him, laughing wildly.

The little white rabbit man stood up, his hair stood on end, let out a squeak, and fled to the nest in panic.

When he came to the nest, he suddenly mixed his left leg with his right leg and rolled into a ball and entered the hole.

After a long time, Nangong Xiao did not see the rabbit again.

Since then, Nangong Xiao's boring otaku life has added another item, selling charms.

A year has passed in a hurry, and a lot of things have happened in the cultivation realm, but Nangong Xiao is not interested in this, and maintains his plan, and his cultivation has gradually crossed the threshold of the seventh layer and reached the eighth layer of qi training.

During this period, he also went to a place dedicated to testing the spiritual root, and the flower spirit stone did a test, and the result was very interesting.

He is a complete spiritual root of the five elements, but it is not despairing, because the qualifications of each spiritual root have reached about forty percent, which means that his total qualifications are twice that of a single spiritual root, of course, this is just a comparison of self-comfort.

The actual situation is that it is possible to cultivate this kind of qualification to the Great Perfection of Qi Cultivation, but if you want to build a foundation, there is no one in a hundred.

If you change to two Twin Spirit Root Cultivators who are both sixty percent, the probability of building a foundation at one time can reach thirty percent.

It seems that there is not much difference between the two spiritual root qualifications, but in fact there is a world of difference.

He could now remember the little old man with the gray beard looking sorry.

After all, if it is a double ten spirit root, it is estimated that you can cultivate to the power of Jindan while lying down.

But he didn't mind, the little can gave him inexplicable confidence.

Until this day, Wu Zifan knocked on the door of his house again.