"Hehe, thirty days later, Penglai Immortal Island, Leng Bing, early stage of Mingxin, challenge the white shopkeeper!"

Ye Changqing looked at the fairy gourd on the table and smiled from ear to ear. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Leng Zhuo was stupid, everyone was stunned, what is the situation, this is only a blink of an eye, how can it be thirty days later.

"Didn't you count? The master has struck the gong thirty times, and his hands hurt!"

Ling Xi squinted, and before the words fell, the gong was struck by him again.

"Next!"

"Night home, night cold, early stage of Mingxin!"

An old man who looked like a steward looked at Ling Xi with a smile.

"Oh, Ye Ziqing's family, this is the second challenge, obviously looking for trouble, the registration fee is doubled!"

Ling Xi deliberately shouted, reminding Ye Changqing and reminding all the forces.

Ye Changqing said casually, not taking it seriously at all.

"Fifty Ice Soul Snow Grass!"

"Penglai Immortal Island, isn't it also the second challenge?"

The old man who looked like a steward was in a hurry, and wanted to pull out Penglai Xiandao to say something.

"Ahem, didn't you remember it just now, aren't you happy?"

While!

"Next!"

Ling Xian shouted at the top of his voice.

"This ......"

The old man who looked like a steward hesitated, and suddenly his ears moved, and a gleam flashed in his eyes, and he was just about to speak.

"Next!"

Ling Xian shouted again.

"Fifty is fifty!"

The old man who looked like a steward hurriedly shouted.

While!

"Next!"

Ling Xi rang the gong without hesitation, and his words were chiseled.

"Pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other, and there will be no credit!"

Shout!

A streamer of light shot from a quaint chariot, it was a clear jade box, and you could clearly see that there were fifty small grasses lying as white as snow and crystal as ice inside.

"Night family, night cold, thirty-four days later, come to fight with the white shopkeeper!"

Ye Changqing stroked the Ice Soul Snow Breaking Grass with his hand, and the hand holding the pen trembled faintly.

Ling Xi glanced at the forces in the sky that were about to move, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Today's registration ends here, and the specific registration time will be notified separately!"

"Uh......"

Everybody's stupid, it's playing with them.

"Dead fatty, how can you do this?"

"This is clearly a cheat, shameless!"

"Ah, I'm angry, two children, dare to be so presumptuous!"

......

In the sky, the sound of crusade roared down.

Syllable!

The door to the Madman's Inn slammed shut, blocking out all sound.

The various forces looked at each other, and this madman inn was so bold that it let all the forces shut up, and it was obvious that they didn't take them seriously.

You must know that they are all some behemoths, Penglai Immortal Island, Yejia, Huajia, Ten Thousand Ghost Gate, and Blood Demon Sect......

The sky was inexplicably windy, and the cold was terrifying.

However, inside the Madman's Inn, it was very peaceful.

Jiang Xiaobai looked at the scattered people and was a little puzzled.

"Why?"

He originally wanted to break through the limit through non-stop fighting, but Ling Sin went down a few times, and more than thirty battles were missing.

"What why, where there are so many whys!"

The carefree man rolled his eyes and said dishappily.

"Within thirty days, you must be able to break through the middle stage of Mingxin at any time, and in that battle thirty-four days later, step into the middle stage of Mingxin, hehe!"

The carefree man smiled sinisterly.

Jiang Xiaobai seems to understand something, in the next month, he is preparing, the proud sons of the various forces who are fighting for the first time, and they will also prepare again, his breakthrough is a fatal blow to those arrogant sons who are ready to fight with him in the early stage of Mingxin, and he will strive for room for relaxation.

"Hey, hey, good stuff!"

Ye Changqing held a golden palm-sized gourd in his hand.

"Bring it!"

A gleam flashed in Jiang Xiaobai's eyes, and he heard the call of Panlong Tea.

"Don't give it!"

Ye Changqing hurriedly hid the golden immortal gourd behind him.

"Huh?"

Jiang Xiaobai looked at him unkindly.

"Ouch, you can't make jokes, you're such a pick!"

With a whoosh, Ye Changqing threw the fairy gourd over.

The loose man reached out and tried to grab it.

"Don't you want the Heavenly Spirit Fruit?"

"Hey, hey!"

The carefree man smiled awkwardly and retracted his hand.

Jiang Xiaobai caught the fairy gourd, his face showed joy, his hand flipped, the immortal gourd disappeared, he took ten more ice soul snow grasses, raised his feet and walked into the room.

The blacksmith held a few thunderbolt bamboos with thunder arcs and smiled from ear to ear.

The stream is breaking the bamboo shoots, eating sweetly, and from time to time I will give a piece of big flowers.

The butcher used cloud thunder bamboo leaves to wrap several flying birds full of spiritual light together, pasted them with mud, and with a casual stroke, a few ice soul snow grass were put into the belly of the spirit birds.

The carefree people squinted and lay lazily, so they were not at ease.

......

Jiang Xiaobai sat on the bed, and gradually his breath was smooth and long.

In the spirit plant space, the spirit was still in the fountain of life, falling into a coma, but the two sharp horns on its head became more and more crystalline, exuding fluctuations, which made people feel frightened, like a dormant beast, extremely terrifying.

Moreover, it is no longer pink, it has given birth to tiny scales, and its whole body is silvery white, like a miniature silver jiao, but it has two horns.

Ten crystalline Ice Soul Snow Grass grew near the Fountain of Life, half a foot high, becoming more and more transparent, overflowing with fragrance.

The dense low-grade Tianling tree and the medium-grade Tianling tree, the night is like jasper, quiet and green, the drops of Linglu fall, along the small ravines, slowly converge, become a flowing stream, into a huge spiritual pool, the spiritual pool is very scary, too huge, there are several acres, the Linglu at the bottom of the pool looks very small.

"What are you doing here?"

Jiang Xiaobai asked, because he realized that this newborn machine spirit had terrifying ambitions.

"Do a good job, be prepared for emergencies!"

Panlong tea is very vague.

"But this spiritual pool is too scary!"

"Where is this going, do you know how big this spiritual plant space is? A radius of 100,000 miles, there are about 1,000 acres of spiritual soil that I have transformed, and these lands can't be idle!"

Panlong tea shook the crystal tea leaves, and at the top of him actually spit out new leaves, which were different from the old tea, and became silver with a metallic luster.

"You've got a new tea?"

Jiang Xiaobai was very surprised, and saw the extraordinaryness of the three young leaves, and there was some glow overflowing on them.

The old branch of Panlong Tea shook and hid the three young leaves among the green leaves, threatening.

"Don't try to get my attention, otherwise, I'll bring disaster to your spirit plant!"

"You're a tea king?"

Jiang Xiaobai looked at the increasingly extraordinary Panlong tea, and said with some excitement.

"Fart, how can I be just a little tea king, you kid is too eyeless!"

Panlong tea burst out, shaking wildly, the three silver leaves were exposed again, and the fairy glow fell, and the vision was amazing.

"Could it be that you are a holy tea?" (To be continued.) )