Su Yanbo was silent for a moment, and continued: "Masters who have reached the innate will generally go to the outer islands of the Middle Earth Continent to live in seclusion, hoping to enter the Middle Heaven Earth Continent to cultivate when they reach the innate seven grades, and use the rich aura there to form a golden pill as soon as possible, and Xia Ju will soar to the ......."

It was getting dark, it was already dusk, and Feng Yaotian got up to say goodbye. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Su Yanbo originally intended to keep him in his own house, but he was used to being idle, so he resolutely refused. Su Yanbo had no choice but to give up. Feng Yaotian only took fifty taels of gold before leaving, and left the rest to Su Yanbo to buy a house.

Walking on the street, seeing that everyone was packing up their things and preparing to go home, Feng Yaotian inexplicably remembered Ning Xin'er again, and the silver bell-like laughter seemed to sound in his ears again, "Remember, you still owe me a meal, you must come to me to make up for it." "Haha, wait for me, I'll go to you tomorrow. Well...... "Suddenly, the wind stopped in the sky, and felt it carefully and carefully, only to feel the faint flow of energy fluctuations......

Following the direction of the faint energy fluctuations, Feng Yaotian looked forward step by step, and finally locked on a stall on the side of the road. It is said to be a small stall, but in fact, it is just a piece of cloth spread out, on which are placed a few small porcelain, small silver bowls, and copper zodiac beasts or something. However, Feng Yaotian's eyes were fixed on the palm-sized black piece on the very edge, as if it was wrapped in cinders, and he couldn't tell what it was.

The stall owner is a middle-aged man with an honest appearance, who is shaking his head and sighing and preparing to close the stall at this time, without noticing that there is any business coming to the door.

Feng Yaotian stepped forward and said to the stall owner: "Boss, show me this thing of yours." ”

As soon as the stall owner heard that there was business coming to the door, his godless eyes immediately lit up, but after seeing that Feng Yaotian was referring to the black thing, it dimmed very quickly, and said to Feng Yaotian: "Guest officer, this thing is useless, it's just a piece of carbon." It's just that it was handed down from my grandfather's generation, and it was dug up from the tomb of a great official in which dynasty, and it must be a good thing, so I kept it. I'll make up the numbers, and if you pick one other, I'll give it to you. ”

Feng Yaotian picked one casually, picked up the black thing again, and then took out ten taels of gold and put it in the stall owner's hand and said, "Then I'll pick this one, is ten taels of gold enough?"

"Enough... That's enough... , and more... It's too much!" said the stall owner excitedly as he held the ingot of gold tightly with his hands as if he were afraid that it would suddenly jump out.

"If you have more, you can keep it. As he spoke, the stall owner gently put the item back in its place without paying attention to it, and then turned and left. Leaving behind the stall owner who kept smirking and hurriedly packing up his things.

The sky is completely dark, the stars are quietly flashing, blinking mischievously, and the moon under the dark clouds on the horizon is also squeezing outward, revealing a soft smile, to bring a beauty and light to the world......

The wind turned into a wind and came to the edge of the forest outside the city, sat cross-legged on the ground and took out the black thing, feeling the surging spiritual power in it, and his heart was inexplicably shocked. Immediately running the Yuan Gong, the hands were slowly stretched out, condensing the Yuan Qi, enveloping the black object in it, and the Yuan Qi penetrated inward along the outer layers of the object......

An hour later, Feng Yaotian was already sweating profusely, and there was a faint purple light flowing between the whirlwinds of his hands.

"Whew..."

Feng Yaotian exhaled lightly, collected his strength and dispersed his breath, and lightly held a purple jade butterfly in his right hand. The butterfly is lifelike, the purple brilliance flows from time to time, and the strangest thing is that there is a delicate Tai Chi diagram imprint on its back, which is in harmony with the butterfly itself.

Looking at the butterfly carefully over and over again, Feng Yaotian only felt that there was a huge amount of energy contained in it, and he didn't find any other anomalies for a while. Looking at it, the butterfly in front of him suddenly blurred, and Feng Yaotian suddenly had a ridiculous question in his confusion, "Is it me looking at the butterfly, or is the butterfly looking at me?"

"Butterfly?me?" In the haze, Feng Yaotian felt that he had become a big butterfly, flying freely among the thousands of flowers. The sun was shining, and I was so happy! Suddenly, a net fell from the sky, and I was caught in the net.

The net cover was tightened, and several five or six-year-old children stared at him with bright and bright eyes, babbling and sighing,

"What a big butterfly!"

"It's so beautiful!"

"Put it in a black box, starve it for a few days, and see what it will become?"

"Pull off its wings and put it in a book to take a good look at it!"

"It's so big! I see, and... It's still burning and eating, right?

"Cut ......"

......

Great fear invaded him, he threw himself desperately in the net, the more he struggled, the more the children laughed, their faces looked so evil in the sun, and a dozen hands slowly grasped the net together, casting a large shadow to obscure the sun. He tore the net cover violently, at this time he was no longer afraid, he had only one belief in his heart: I want to go out, I must get out alive, even if I die, I will die outside. His wings were worn out during the struggle, but he didn't feel any pain, and he tore them with his claws and bit them with his mouth. He wants to live, he wants to live! He wants to race against time! He wants to fight against the sky!

The hand reaching for the net was getting closer and closer, his time was getting less and less, he was tearing desperately, it was fast, it was fast, the net had been bitten out by him. There was no sorrow or joy in his heart, no fear or fear, but he was tearing more desperately, regardless of the blurred flesh and blood of his mouth, and the rolling of his claws, just for the bright sunshine in his heart, the brilliant red and purple......

At this time, a huge shadow in the palm of his hand had already grabbed him, and he had completed the final tear, and a small hole appeared in front of him, he gathered his wings and retreated a few steps, and then rushed violently towards the hole, and rushed out of the net, and flew high into the sky with his wings in the stunned eyes of several children.

A few children looked up at the butterflies high in the sky, the butterflies gently waved their scarred wings, so elegant, so beautiful, so noble, and seemed to be laughing for a long time......

"Hahahahahaha......ha

"Haha...... "The wind rises from the sky, roars to the sky, and is fierce.

The mood finally calmed down, Feng Yaotian secretly thought: "I don't know which sage's thing is this, can make himself have such a wonderful and profound experience?" and then his heart moved, and the jade butterfly was already in the "Linglong Pagoda".