Chapter 346: The Four Spirit Roots of Waste Materials, as expected, are worthy of their reputation, and they can't be convinced!
"Hey, mother, you're angry."
Ye Xiuyan saw that the atmosphere was not right, and decisively slipped away: "This matter can't be solved in a day or two, you go to bed first and talk another day." ”
Before she could finish speaking, she had already lifted the curtain and ran out.
"Hey, kid."
Wu Juan chased to the door, looked at the empty courtyard, and sighed gloomily.
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In the boudoir, the little tiger cub curled up in a ball, snoring and sleeping soundly.
Ye Xiuyan had the heart to enter the cultivation of the blue water bead, lest it wake up in the middle of the night and crawl around, disturbing the family's sleep. After a little thought, he directly picked up the nest and brought it in.
Blue water beads, peach forest courtyard.
The scenery of the peach forest is still the same, the spiritual spring is full of aura, and the flowers are in full bloom.
Ye Xiuyan stepped on the falling flowers all over the ground, came to the small courtyard, and put the nest by the spiritual spring.
The little tiger cub slept very soundly, and the thunder could not move, but at the moment when the bamboo basket landed, the little ears shook sensitively, and then turned over and continued to sleep.
Ye Xiuyan gently poked its little nose, watched it sneeze in its sleep, and smiled from ear to ear.
"The master is back."
From under a dry leaf, the red flame scorpion showed a pair of small black eyes, and looked at the nest curiously.
"Where's the ball."
Ye Xiuyan looked around, but she didn't see the Soul Eater Beast, and she was a little surprised.
"It went to play in the valley and wasn't in the yard."
The red flame scorpion came out from under the leaves and quietly crawled in the direction of the bamboo basket.
It smelled a strange breath and was very curious about what kind of creature it was in the bamboo basket.
If you can take a bite, it will taste even better.
"The little tiger cub is still too young to bite."
Ye Xiuyan saw its careful thoughts, smiled helplessly, and her snow-white slender index finger blocked its way: "Your scorpion venom is extremely poisonous, and if you bite it, its life will be reimbursed." ”
"I just want to see it."
The Red Flame Scorpion smiled and said to himself, "What does it look like?" It's not fun, and I have no eye for it. ”
"It's a fire python tiger cub."
Ye Xiuyan didn't poke its careful thoughts, pulled it up by the tail, and put it on the bamboo basket.
"Wow."
The Red Flame Scorpion poked its head and looked down, and its little eyes lit up instantly: "The little tiger cub with wings is so cute." ”
Ye Xiuyan's eyebrows were gentle: "Does Xiaoxue like it?" ”
The Red Flame Scorpion shook its tail raised high and grinned.
"I like it!"
"Then it's up to you to take care of it."
Ye Xiuyan smiled slyly, and sat down cross-legged by the spiritual spring: "The master wants to cultivate, and he doesn't have the energy to take care of it, you look at it, and don't let it run around when you wake up." ”
"Okay."
The red flame scorpion was bored, and he was very excited to do serious things, and he agreed very happily.
Ye Xiuyan patted its little head dotingly, gathered her mind, and sat cross-legged.
A wisp of ethereal aura emerged from the spiritual spring and surrounded her layer by layer.
She held her breath and calmed down, absorbing the aura to cultivate.
After a stick of incense, she didn't feel the slightest loosening of the barrier on the third layer of Qi training, she wailed and fell to the ground.
The four spiritual roots of waste materials really live up to their reputation.
It's not good to be unconvinced!
After three years of penance, I spent a lot of spirit stones and elixirs, and there was still no sign of upgrading.
If you don't look for opportunities and transform the spiritual root, it's really not good!
"Master, what's wrong with you?"
The red flame scorpion was looking at the little tiger cub intently, and was startled by her sudden wail, so startled that he almost fell off the willow basket.