Absorbing the essence of the water attribute for the first time, a cool flow of essence qi flowed through the body, Murong Jiu felt refreshed, and the bones, meridians, and viscera of the body silently increased the characteristics of flexibility. The cells in the body are jubilant, the pores of the whole body are open, and they breathe freely...... The stream around him bubbled like boiling water.

A huge pile of beef was snatched up by nearly a hundred savages in a blink of an eye, and the scene of tragic snatching, although there was no too fierce fighting, but crowding and pushing could not be avoided. There are some savages who have not grabbed the beef, and they still hold on to the meat and bones.

Among the many savages, the savage king has the greatest strength and grabs the most beef, but he can't be full if he wants to, there is no way, there is less meat and more hands. After licking and eating the scraps of minced meat in his hand, the beautiful aroma of meat constituted a huge ** for him, and he raised his arms and exhaled, he wanted to complete the independent barbecue by himself.

With Murong Jiu's "lessons from the past", he followed Murong Jiu's body movements and rude accent, and commanded indiscriminately: "Meng Ge, you spin the wooden stick...... Mengge, you raise it a little higher...... Meng Ge, you're so big, what did you eat to grow up, I'll!"

Although Meng Fang imitated Murong Jiu's movements and accent vividly, after he retreated to the outer circle and said "open the robbery", many savages howled and rushed forward, but the roasted beef was charred and the taste was too bad.

Thinking it was very simple, he frowned with low eyes, and had no choice but to burst into foul words again: "Meng Ge, you go and call Murong...... Why don't you go?"

Meng Ge, who was eight feet tall, roared in a low voice, and he was reluctant to drag his pace and act according to his orders.

By the stream, Meng Ge's rude roar disturbed the fantasy Hongguo'er: "What is he doing?"

"Cultivation. The panicked Hongguo'er immediately stood up from the ground, and without Murong Jiu by her side, she suddenly became frightened again.

Cultivation? Meng Gezhangba's height was confusing, and he didn't understand what cultivation was at all. He jumped into the stream pool, stretched out his hand and slapped Murong Jiu, who was in the middle of the meditation: "Hey, it's time to go and burn the fire......

Meng Ge's hairy black hand was only half a meter away from Murong Jiu's body, and the trajectory of a palm pointed directly at the purpose of the body, stimulating Murong Jiu's sensitive body, he suddenly opened his eyes, and his right fist quickly slammed into Meng Ge's palm.

With a bang, the real flesh slammed violently, and Meng Ge was knocked back several steps without noticing, and Murong Jiu's body also slipped back in the water.

"Ah, Murong, how are you?" The instant collision between the two startled the red fruit by the stream, and she jumped into the stream at once, holding Murong Jiu's body tightly with both hands.

The attack of the right fist is just an unconscious defensive attack that the body feels in danger of the situation. Thinking consciousness gradually returned to the spiritual space, Murong Jiu glanced at the worried Hongguo'er, smiled slightly, and said, "I'm fine." ”

Continuing to cultivate the Divine Mystery Technique, Murong Jiu's body senses became more acute, and he became more familiar with the power of the True Yuan Force, and he could mobilize the True Yuan Qi in the meridians more quickly.

This involuntary attack forced Meng Ge back, and his heart was a little happy, because this was not all his attack power. The body's autonomous counterattack is more about speed.

Of course, Meng Ge, who was unprepared for attacking, did not use all his strength, and it was the retention of his own strength between the two that made Murong Jiu feel his progress.

Cultivation is to constantly gather vitality and improve physical fitness in a limited life, so that one can be reborn and transcendent into holiness.

"Hehe, Mengge, you are a big guy, with well-developed limbs and a simple mind...... Let's go, the king of men is waiting for the fire. ”

Murong Jiu pulled Hongguo'er and followed Meng Ge to the place where the fire was burning, squinting at the savage Wang Mengfang in front of him, he shouted, ordering the savages to burn several bonfires at the same time, and several huge bison were supported in the flames at the same time.

Savages make a living from the wild, and Murong Jiu naturally doesn't care if they are satisfied with what they eat. As for teaching the wild man to use fire, his big eyes rolled over, and he cut it, and the mud couldn't hold up the wall, who had ever seen a wild man barbecue beef with all the color, flavor, and flavor?

It is the food for survival, and it is also the entertainment in the savage valley, in the screams of many savages, Murong Jiu pulled Hongguo'er and retreated to the periphery again, and after shouting "open robbery", a playful smile appeared on his face and witnessed the earth-shattering robbery of the savages, and then turned around and walked towards Xitan, hehe, savages.

"Murong, do you want to cultivate?"

On the side of the stream, Hong Guo'er never let go of Murong Jiu's palm, looking at his cheek, she showed an unhappy look. In the vast Savage Valley, Hong Guo'er had never had a playmate, and since Murong Jiu came here, she really felt the joy of being a human being, and she had vague thoughts and fantasies in her spirit.

Over the past few days, she had become accustomed to her dependence on Murong Jiu, and she had become more and more eager to be held by him. Murong Jiu's cultivation with her eyes closed, no longer perceiving the outside world, was tantamount to leaving her alone in the indifferent Savage Valley, and that sense of fear of unsteadiness lingered in her spirit.

In short, she is obsessed with Murong Jiu, dependent on sex, and afraid to face any incident alone.

Her mind was simple, and what she thought in her heart appeared on her face without concealment. Murong Jiu looked at the red fruit that seemed to be dissatisfied, and smiled slightly, the escapist girl who showed such a human expression made him understand that because of herself, she had thoughts.

Indeed, it is with Murong Jiu, Hongguo'er, who is closed in the corner of heaven and earth, that she has human thinking, fantasy, and requirements, and her life is no longer like a muddy walking corpse.

"Yes, cultivation can't be delayed, we will be very dangerous without the strength of Haolu. There was a hint of a smile on Murong Jiu's face, and he looked straight at Hong Guo'er's cheek.

"I, I'm ......" Hong Guo'er grew up in the Savage Valley, her indifferent environment and fearful heart made her character cowardly, even if she was very eager for Murong Jiu's company in her heart, she didn't dare to ask for it easily.

"Why don't we cultivate together?" Murong Jiu grabbed Hongguo'er's small hand and raised it in front of her, laughing.

"Well, yes, yes......"

Murong Jiu rubbed the head of the excited Hongguo'er, pulled her to sit on the edge of the stream, and the legs of the two of them reached into the stream. The palm of his right hand was clasped together with her left hand, he smiled and looked away from her face, lowering his eyes and closing his eyes, he ran the exercises in his body, and for the first time entered the meditation of leading people to cultivate.

The vitality in the air, as well as the essence in the stream, converged on Murong Jiu's body again...... Hong Guo'er was full of joy, and through the palms of the two of them, she could clearly feel the tolerance from Murong Jiu. Tilting her head, she looked at the side of his face, her gaze drifting away.

"Shen Xuan Jue" is the most mysterious exercise in the world, domineering and abnormal, nothing is drawn, after "Shen Xuan Jue", everything is powder.

As the thinking consciousness drifted, the exercises in the body sped up, and the life essence of Hongguo'er was absorbed, and the vitality flowed through Murong Jiu's body through the palms of the two of them.

Man is the spirit of all things, inheriting the heavens and the earth and being enlightened. The essence essence contained in the human body was superior to that of heaven and earth, and once it was ingested into the body, the life essence in Murong Jiu's body was devoured wildly...... Like dripping water and boiling oil, the essence element, true element, and blood in his body were completely excited, surging and rushing, and his emotions were instantly high, and the exercises he was running no longer absorbed the essence of heaven and earth, but were even more frantically grabbing the essence of life in the red fruit.

A devouring willpower enveloped Hongguo'er's body, and it was difficult for her limbs to move the slightest...... The continuous loss of life essence power made her feel weak and weak, and her heart was beating like a disorder.

"Murong, Murong ......"

The misty gaze returned to clarity, and a look of horror appeared in Hongguo'er's pupils. She could clearly perceive the flow of the essence qi in her body towards Murong Jiu's right hand, and her flesh, bones, and viscera were all subjected to the extraction of invisible force...... The energy of her whole body was lost, her skin lost its luster and smoothness, her black hair gradually withered yellow, and her eyes slowly lost their clear light.

In the Huaxia Cultivation World, there are many Demon Gate exercises that are cultivated with the essence and yuan power that eats away at the human body, and the cultivation speed of such cultivators will be very fast, but it will hurt the heavens and harmony, and they will often not be able to die well because their will cannot withstand the nuisance of the heavenly demons.

And "Shen Xuan Jue", which is also good and evil, is the most cruel demon gate exercise in the world.

The blood in his body intensified his flow like a, and his spirit was excited, and blood flowed out of Murong Jiu's seven orifices.

At the time of crisis, Murong Jiu's heart suddenly sounded a clear flute song, and the flute sound was melodious and tactful. Pictures are displayed in his heart: a stream of high mountains and clear springs, gurgling water flowing eighteen meandering, gentle breeze, swinging willow branches, soaring birds, spreading their wings and dancing ethereal clouds, taking off rabbits and jumping, trampling undulating flowers and plants everywhere, icebergs and snow lotus, swaying legendary and holy......

A flute sound, like a fairy, runs through every picture. The natural, harmonious, and beautiful rhythm penetrated into Murong Jiu's blood, bone marrow, and spiritual soul, slowly cleansing his restless body essence and spiritual will, as well as calming the manic Xuangong method.

The pictures full of natural breath are still unfolding, the flute sound is lingering, his heart is beating more and more slowly, and his spirit tends to be stable...... The exercises in his body were still running, but he was no longer frantically ingesting Hongguo'er's life essence power, but was transmitting the life essence power in Murong Jiu's body back.

The vitality in the air and the essence in the stream water surged into Murong Jiu's body again, everything returned to normal, and the blood overflowing from his seven orifices penetrated into his body through his skin. In addition, after the two of them held each other's palms, the vitality in his body flowed into Hongguo'er's body.

A lot of the lost vitality was replenished, and mixed with the life force of Murong Jiu's physique, Hong Guo'er's life function was vigorous, all the discomfort felt completely gone, her body was more agile, and the faint wild aura emitted by the savage blood was also completely cleared and dissipated.

The comfort of her body and the heartiness of her spirit made Hong Guo'er overjoyed, feeling the transmission of the essence flow from Murong Jiu's right hand, her mood seemed to have undergone a subtle change, and a feeling of rebirth that had turned danger into a disaster clearly appeared in her spiritual thinking.

Rebirth?Following the hazy fantasy in her heart, as if guided by her fate, she closed her eyes slightly, and truly felt her thinking and consciousness floating in the void, and the air flowing beside her.

The wind was blowing in her ears, and her mind wandered aimlessly. Suddenly, the sound of the flute came from afar, and the beautiful, beautiful rhythm tugged at the heartstrings, and she was moved, and a strong desire made her fly forward.

Ahead, blue sky, bright sun, white clouds, flute sound, green mountains, green water, flowers, birds, insects and beasts, and a clear and perceptible breeze...... The beautiful breath of nature surrounds her tightly, there is no fog here, there is no coldness and indifference, she laughs and flies happily. The next moment, she saw Murong Jiu playing the flute, Murong Jiu put down the flute, looked at herself and smiled, she cried in surprise, and flew forward happily......