Chapter 3: Wood Spiritual Root

"I bought this girl's order."

Mo Nianqing invited her to rest on the carriage, and apologized again and again, that sincere little appearance made Libei regret that he had just started so hard.

Seeing that Libei had no long things, he kindly asked, "Are you also a cultivator?" Don't you need spirit stones to improve your cultivation? ”

Libei was strange: "You cultivate, don't you directly eat the demon beast elixir?" ”

Xie Xuanhui told her that eating the elixir raw could increase her cultivation.

Libei didn't feel wrong at all.

Mo Nianqing's hair stood on end, staring at Libei in horror.

Only evil cultivators would choose to eat the inner pill raw, or even the method of making peace between men and women, and do everything they can to improve their strength.

Mo Nianqing cautiously reminded her: "I'm afraid it's a little difficult for you to participate in the election of the Dragon and Tiger Pavilion sect like this. ”

How can there be a serious sect that wants to cultivate evilly!

Libei frowned: "Why?" ”

Mo Nianqing had no choice but to talk about the evil cultivators.

Libei: "...... Xie Xuanhui, listen to what path you took me on. ”

Libei was about to be pale and unable to explain, but he heard a cry for help:

"Help!!"

"Let go of me, I'm going to die of thirst, give me some water......"

"Damn humans, I'm going to kill you!"

Countless sounds like these filled Libei's ears, almost breaking her eardrums.

Libei's hairs stood on end: "Mo Nianqing, did you hear any sound?" ”

"Nope." Mo Nianqing looked confused, "Are you empty-eared?" ”

When I lifted the curtain and looked out, I saw a bustling crowd, which was the treasure hunting market.

But the sound became more and more turbulent.

Looking around, people were either picking goods or haggling.

Besides, Libei always felt that those voices were shrill and not like human beings.

Libei was frightened by his own thoughts.

stopped the carriage, and Libei found that it was the sixth-order spirit beast Lu Shu who pulled the cart.

Like a horse and white head, its text is like a tiger and a red tail, mostly lives in the southern wilderness, likes to live in groups.

Because of its soft fur, it is highly sought after, and the price has soared to one thousand dollars.

Libei looked back at Mo Nianqing, and felt that his whole person was plated with a layer of golden light.

Rich man.

"How?" Mo Nianqing raised his eyebrows.

Libei shook her head, and the moment she got out of the car, her hand accidentally put on Lu Shu's back, and the Lu Shu paced two steps to the side and snorted.

"Cheap human beings, don't suffer Lao Tzu."

This sentence is clear, it came from Lushu.

Libei: "......"

Mo Nianqing looked at Libei and pulled Lu Shu's ears, and his expression was incredible:

"What do you say? You repeat? ”

That Lu Shu seemed to see something strange, and retreated again and again.

Mo Nianqing looked at the crowd around him with layers of surprised eyes, and he rarely felt hot on his face.

"You, what are you doing?" He reached out and pulled Libei.

Libei was pulled back into the car, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time before he heard Lu Shu speak clearly.

Lu Shu: "This person is sick!" Help, host! Stealing deer. ”

But obviously, it can be seen from Mo Nianqing's surprised gaze that he didn't hear it, and Libei believes that no one will hear it.

Because it was not Lu Shu who spoke people's words, but he heard Lu Shu's heart.

"What's going on?"

Libei wanted to concentrate on thinking, but only heard all kinds of noisy sounds, and in Mo Nianqing's opinion, Libei's blue eyes became more and more intense.

I saw Libei get up suddenly and jump out of the carriage.

Mo Nianqing thought about it, but still followed.

He was still curious after all.

I saw the Libei hounds like dogs, walking and stopping in front of each stall.

Libei didn't care about the eyes of others, and finally she found the source of those sounds, which were-

It is the new red water on the spirit fish stall, it is the body of the fish and the human face, squeaking and jumping, and the fish gills are violently opening and closing.

Libei clearly heard her shouting - help, my scales.

It was a third-order spirit beast water horse that was tied up and was about to be forced to perform to everyone at the scene.

It wailed, "Help, I don't want to die." ”

Even the spirit grass fire herb Chihua on the elixir shop that is about to wither and is sold at half price.

It has a solid and pure effect on fire cultivators.

Libei stared at the herb, and Mo Nianqing leaned over strangely: "What are you doing?" ”

"The herb is talking, and it says it's going to drink water."

Li Bei ignored Mo Nian's increasingly strange look and said softly.

She looked around, all kinds of hustle and bustle were even worse, all kinds of spirit grasses and spirit beasts chattered in her ear, to the point that she could barely bear it.

With a splitting headache, Libei held on to his forehead and could barely stand.

Suddenly, there was an uproar in the crowd, and the water horse that was about to be skinned suddenly ran wild, broke the rope, and jumped up.

Rampage through the crowd, staring at scarlet eyes, straight to Libei!

The surrounding crowd exclaimed in surprise and retreated, and the slaughter dealer chased and shouted behind him, sweating profusely: "Little girl, get out of the way!" This is a second-order spirit beast, very fierce! ”

Mo Nianqing was about to make a move, but was preempted by Libei.

She reacted faster than everyone else, and the dagger slipped out of her cuff, drawing half a circle of dazzling white light, attracting all the attention of the water horse.

She jumped into the air on tiptoe, dodging the water horse's attack.

The water horse seemed to feel something, and turned his head to spit out a large stream of black water from Libei - acid decay and erosion.

Death is death. It is a trick for water horse self-defense.

The mantra turned around in Libei's mouth, and the rich green aura like water waves formed a shield.

The black water suddenly turned into countless white smoke and drifted away, making Libei's face whiter and whiter.

When the water horse saw that the situation was not good, he turned his head and was about to run.

She raised her hand and struck it on the leg of the water horse, her eyes were sharp, the dagger broke through the wind, and she rushed up to stab the water horse in the neck.

The water horse fell to the ground, wailing, and his eyes were full of despair.

Just as everyone's eyes widened, ready to see the blood splattered on the spot.

Libei was fixed in place, and the dagger was fixed at a distance of a few inches from the fur.

Of course, not because she relented.

She is naturally hard-hearted, not only from childhood to big pheasants, rabbits, but also I don't know how much she has peeled with her bare hands.

She stopped, but because her hand seemed to be controlled by an invisible force, the spiritual breath in the dantian also rolled and gradually disappeared.

Libei was horrified in her heart, her power was disappearing? Why?

She is very stubborn, and the more she thinks that the more she doesn't let me touch this beast, the more I want to kill.

The tip of the knife is approaching half an inch.

Beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead, and at this moment, Libei saw that the buffalo was skinny, covered in scars, and his eyes were full of tears.

The water horse is a spirit animal with a very high IQ, when it is young, it performs for everyone to see, and when it is old, it is slaughtered, and the meat can provide energy for those who cultivate immortals.

Libei's heart hurt for some reason, and she clearly heard the pleading of the water horse: "Please, I don't want to die, I want to go back to the jungle." ”

"Leave me alone."

At this moment, a thick ancient power erupted from Libei's fingertips, and the power from Kongsang Mountain, gentle and domineering, directly flew Libei out.

The water horse turned his head to look at her, and he looked as frightened as a human.

Libei's body flew out like a kite with a broken string, three or four feet, and he didn't feel the expected pain, but he was caught by a person steadily.

She turned her head, it was Mo Nianqing, and he looked at him thoughtfully.