The Tang knife cut off the neck of the flower, and the flower bones fell to the ground.

Meng Linghua was seriously injured and temporarily lost control of the technique.

Getting rid of the shackles of the dream cultivation technique, Li Banfeng woke up easily at this time.

The wine gourd sprayed a sip of wine on Li Banfeng's face, and under the stimulation of the hot drink, Li Banfeng regained consciousness.

"Sovereign, you're awake." Tang Dao was pleasantly surprised.

Taking advantage of the Tang Dao to look at Li Banfeng, a stamen was drilled out of the petals, wanting to drill into the ground.

The Tang knife suddenly rose and cut the stamen in two.

Thought that Tang Dao would be distracted if he said a word to Li Banfeng?

Think too much.

Even if Tang Dao is competing with Li Banfeng, as long as Meng Linghua dares to escape, Tang Dao can still kill her.

The lower half of the stamen is no longer moving, and the upper half of the stamen is still struggling.

Li Banfeng pinched the upper half of the stamen in his hand, and the stamen hissed and shouted: "Spare my life, I know that I am wrong, spare my life!" ”

Li Banfeng wanted to pinch Meng Linghua to death like this, and suddenly remembered something.

The folding fan was rerefined by the red lotus, and it still lacks some spirituality.

Li Banfeng asked the gourd: "Is the spirituality of this flower enough?" ”

Hulu pondered for a moment and said: "Menglinghua is also a rare thing, and spirituality is naturally enough, but it is better to let the eldest sister dispose of this thing first." ”

When she said Big Sister, she meant the record player.

After sleeping on the record player for so many days, it's almost time to wake up, why don't you try the oil tonight?

Li Banfeng was about to bring Hua Rui into his personal residence, and heard Hua Rui crying: "Grandpa, I am only half of my body, and I will die if I don't live for half a day.

You are a kind-hearted man, please show mercy and take the rest of my body with you, and I will serve you every day from now on, and I will do whatever you tell me to do! ”

Li Banfeng is really soft-hearted, and when he sees such special petals and leaves, he really shouldn't throw them outside, in case this thing can be alchemy.

He put the whole Menglinghua into his carrying, and Menglinghua was very grateful.

The pendulum secretly sneered: "Isn't it good that this stupid woman is going to die happily?" Wait for the eldest lady to wake up, it's too late for you to die. ”

Sure enough, the record player woke up.

I didn't wake up, I was woken up by Meng Linghua.

Just entered the portable house, Menglinghua is quite regular, honestly staying in the vase, not daring to come out.

After Li Banfeng left, a group of magic weapons also followed, and Meng Linghua couldn't help but sing.

It's in her nature, and she can't restrain herself.

When he was alive, he had to go to power even if he was seriously ill.

died on stage and wandered in the dance hall for seven days.

After seven days, he didn't go to reincarnation, ran to the new land, turned into a dreamflower, and continued to sing.

Over the years, countless creatures have been sung to death by her, including passers-by.

These people listened to her songs, stayed where they were, listened to them for three days and three nights in a row, and their shape was rotten, and eventually they would turn into a leaf on her body.

This Menglinghua is dressed in evening clothes, and it is from these listeners that it is piled up.

But today she chose the wrong audience.

Honglian thought she was embarrassed, and she had wanted to accept her for a long time, but the insect kui was refining, and Honglian didn't do it for the time being.

Besides, the red lotus doesn't eat raw, even if it destroys the shape of Mengling Flower, it can't destroy her soul.

But wake up the record player and it's a big deal.

"What a cheap hoof, singing so ugly, why don't you stop howling!" Three stylus pierced the petals together, and in the wailing, the soul of the singer was eaten clean.

The soul was eaten up, and the lady kept the spirituality.

Only the spiritual Dream Flower remained, lost most of her memory, only remembered a few lyrics, stood by the bed, and continued to sing.

The lady spat out a mouthful of steam and blocked the singer's mouth: "Listen to your humming, it will dirty my ears." ”

Honglian sneered: "Wicked woman, where did you get your ears?" ”

The record player shouted: "Slut, eat the head of the worm quickly, I'm still waiting for you to practice the magic weapon!" ”

In the evening, Li Banfeng came back and discussed the matter of refining treasures with the record player.

The lady said: "Mengxiu is good at sneak attacks, Dexiu is good at maneuvering, with Mengxiu's spirituality and Dexiu's muscles and bones, it can indeed refine a good baby with both offense and defense.

But what kind of color this baby is, it depends on the means of the red lotus girl, Xianggong, you think of a name for this baby first. ”

"Mengxiu plus Dexiu," Li Banfeng thought for a moment and said, "It's called Mengde!" ”

The record player exclaimed: "Xianggong's name is good!" ”

Tang Dao snorted coldly: "It turns out that the lord will also give a nice name." ”

Li Banfeng glared at Tang Dao: "Isn't the name Erdao good?" ”

While talking, Meng Linghua, who was standing by the bed, began to sing again.

Li Banfeng was surprised: "Wasn't her soul eaten by the lady?" Why does she still love to sing so much? ”

Bang long ~ "Hey, husband, the soul is gone, the spirituality is still there, this slut loves to sing, it's really nature."

Li Banfeng pondered for a moment and said, "It doesn't seem to have anything to do with refining magic weapons and eating souls or not. ”

"Hey, Xianggong, this is wrong, if you don't eat the soul of this slut, this slut can't forget his identity, the magic weapon is extremely difficult to refine, and it is difficult to control it after refining......"

The lady explained.

To put it bluntly, to eat the soul is to eat the other person's self-consciousness.

In the case of Menglinghua, if she is allowed to retain her self-consciousness all the time, then she cannot be redefined.

She will not become a loyal general like Tang Dao, nor will she become a confidant like Hulu.

She is still the singer, the singer who would rather die than leave the stage, in this case, even if she refines the magic weapon, there will be many thorny problems.

Only leaving spirituality,It is the best way to retain the magic weapon combat power and ensure the execution,Of course,Spirituality will also bring problems,The lady said before,All magic weapons have capital,This is the price that must be beared。

The copper lotus is still working the head level of the insect leader, and for the time being, she can't refine the magic weapon, and the record player is helpless, and she has to endure the singing voice of Meng Linghua.

"This hoof is too much to sing, this mouth can't be blocked, you can sing better, this movement is like tearing the footcloth, and I'm embarrassed to take it out and show off."

Meng Linghua stopped singing, looked at the record player directly, and replied: "Do you sing well?" If you have the ability, you can sing a paragraph! ”

The bloody pendulum said angrily: "You are so bold! ”

The record player was not annoyed, she spit out a cloud of steam, wrapped Meng Linghua, and sang on a slow board: "Say you can't sing, you are still not convinced, today I will teach you two sentences, you listen carefully,

Winter is coming with snow,

Winter clothes are good to send lovers,

Hidden in the house of the red-faced lady,

Add another room for the father-in-law! ”

"Wait a minute!" Li Banfeng immediately got up, "Lady, wait, it's not ready, it's slow, it's slow!" ”

"Song of the Four Seasons"!

"Song of the Four Seasons" is not sung casually.

It's about promotion.

In fact, Li Banfeng had a hunch that the lady had eaten so many good things recently, and her condition seemed to be quite good, and it was a matter of course to take Li Banfeng to the fourth floor.

It was this process that caught Li Banfeng off guard, and a stream of steam swept in, directly sucking Li Banfeng into the horn.

Fifteen minutes later, Li Banfeng broke free from the horn, and his hair, beard, and eyelashes were all burned into big waves.

The record player looked at Meng Linghua: "Have you learned?" ”

Meng Linghua didn't dare to make a sound.

She was ashamed.

In front of the record player, her singing voice really can't be handled.

Li Banfeng wiped the water marks on his face, sat next to the lady, and asked, "Lady, leave her alone for now, let's talk about these four layers of skills." ”

Bang long ~ "Hey, Xianggong, the four-layer technique of house repair, called Jinwu Zangjiao, this is also a technique that is available in the world of house repair,

This technique is difficult, surprisingly difficult, and Xiang Gong needs to spend some effort to learn it slowly. ”

Kanaya Zangjiao.

Li Banfeng smiled, he put his hand under the stylus holder, scratched and said, "Lady, Jinwu Zangjiao, isn't it you who I hide?" ”

"Hey! Hey! Don't scratch me and squeak the nest, the little slave is afraid of itching, the little slave can't bear it,

No, I'm angry, and I'll spare the little slave. ”

"Laugh! I make you laugh! Say that you will be promoted, and you will not say hello, and you will be in the engine oil to see if you can laugh or not! ”

"The oil won't be on you, and the creaky nest won't let you scratch,

The little slave knows the mistake, can't he know the mistake? Don't frolic with the princess, the little slave is really out of breath......"

Whew, steam filled the room.

The gourd was very envious, and the other magic weapons did not dare to make a sound, and the red lotus sent two clear dewdrops to the two.

The record player calmed down for a moment and said: "The little slave first handed over the principles of the technique to Xiang Gong, can Xiang Gong take some clay?" No clay, no flour will do. ”

Flour is certainly not easy to find.

Li Banfeng remembers encountering some clay on the way.

He went out, and in less than a quarter of an hour, he came back with a bag of clay on his shoulder, and the pace of the brigade was so fast.

The lady brought an iron basin, added water, and asked Li Banfeng to reconcile the clay.

"Hey, Xianggong, use this clay to pinch a beauty, the more beautiful the better."

Beauty?

What kind of beauty can clay make?

You can't just look at the shape, you have to look at the artistic conception.

Li Banfeng thought about it carefully, grabbed a ball of clay, and pinched a large round ball.

He grabbed another clay and pinched a small ball.

He grabbed another clay and rubbed four long strips.

Small round balls on the head.

The big ball is the body.

Four long strips as hands and feet.

The clay man pinched it.

The record player looked at it for a moment and asked Li Banfeng: "Xianggong, do you call this a beauty?" ”

Li Banfeng took some rouge and drew red lips on the clay figure.

"Lady, this time it's beautiful enough, right?"

The lady sighed lightly: "Xianggong is really not serious, the technique of Jinwu Zangjiao must be beautiful, and the objects made must be stunningly beautiful, the more handsome the appearance, the stronger the combat power." ”

Li Banfeng stared at the clay man in his hand and said, "This thing still has combat power?" ”

The record player nodded and said: "Once the house repair goes out, it can't take advantage of other doors, and it all depends on the four-layer technique to improve the combat power.

The husband concentrated his mind and gave this clay figure a drop of blood. ”

Li Banfeng took an awl, clicked his fingertips, and dripped a drop of blood on the clay figure.

"Xianggong, concentrate your mind and look at this clay figure!"

Li Banfeng stared at the clay figure for nearly ten minutes, and the clay figure slowly stood up.

It worked! I can move!

Li Banfeng was very pleasantly surprised.

The record player exclaimed: "Xiang Gong is so talented, take this clay figure out to try your skills." ”

Li Banfeng walked out of the gate with the clay figure, and in the wilderness, he saw a rabbit foraging in the wilderness.

Li Banfeng gave an order to the clay figure: "Go and get that rabbit back for me." ”

The first time you try the technique, you can't choose a target that is too difficult, it is important to cultivate your own confidence, and also to establish a tacit understanding with the clay figurines.

The clay man received the order, step by step, and began to pursue the rabbit.

His speed seems to be a little slower, it is impossible to catch up with the rabbit, and there is still hope for catching up with the earthworm in front of him.

It's okay to chase earthworms!

Came across a rock on the way.

The clay figure tripped and fell.

The clay figure dropped his head off.

And then......

There is no then.

Half an hour passed, and the clay figurines never moved again.

Li Banfeng picked up the clay figure and took it back to his carry-on residence: "Lady, this thing is not very useful." ”

Snort!

"Hey, Xianggong, didn't the little slave say it, you have to make a beautiful girl, the more beautiful the girl, the stronger the combat power."

"This is a clay sculpture, how can I make this ......" Li Banfeng scratched his scalp, a little embarrassed.

"Clay sculpture kung fu is really difficult, Xianggong, how are you painting?"

"Painters? Is it just drawing? I can still do this. ”

"It's okay for Xianggong to draw a picture of a beauty, but the beauty in this painting has to be discounted."

No matter how discounted it is, it is much better than this useless clay figurine.

Li Banfeng took a pen and paper and drew a beautiful woman seriously.

Start by drawing a small circle and make the head.

Draw another big circle and make the body.

Draw four more sticks and make limbs.

After the lady saw it, she asked again: "Xianggong, do you call this a beauty?" I couldn't even tell it was a woman. ”

Can't tell it's a woman?

Can't you?

Li Banfeng drew a few more long hairs for the "beauty".

The lady looked at it for a moment, and the three horns smoked together: "Whew, crazy man, you can find a three-year-old doll, and the painting is better than this!" ”

……

In the early morning, the grasshopper girl walked out of the plot in despair.

She didn't look at the wild boar next to the plot and walked straight into the jungle.

The Grasshopper waited halfway through, looking at her mother viciously.

Worm Niang lowered her head and said: "Girl, you listen to Weiniang, things are not what you think, Weiniang is not the kind of person you think, Weiniang is the ...... of her technique"

"Shut up! You're still talking! The Grasshopper snorted angrily, "Think for yourself how many tricks you played with him?" Look at where you will put this old face in the future? Look at how we live on this land! ”

"Let's move," the Worm sobbed, "this place can't stay." ”

Mother and daughter are gone.

Ma Wu supported his body with difficulty, looked at the wild boar outside the plot, and shouted, "Are you coming?" ”

The boar's body trembled, and after a long silence, his eyes changed.

He turned his head and walked into the depths of the jungle.

He was relieved.

The forest is very good, there are deer to eat, there are sheep to eat, you can eat enough meat, you can also eat some vegetarian.

When you are full, you can sleep, and when you wake up, you can find a big tree to tickle.

Isn't it a good day like this?

Spiritual things can be done slowly.

You can't spoil yourself because of this cultivation.

……

The boar is gone.

Ma Wu let out a sigh of relief.

The talent that Feng Daiku gave him was only useful for women.

This wild boar is male.

If it really rushes in, Ma Wu can only join forces with Xiao Genzi and fight with it.

……

The story of the mother and daughter has spread within a radius of a hundred miles.

No aliens want to come to this place.

The earth god hovered over the plot, looked down at Ma Wu, gritted his teeth and said, "This is an even more shameless one!" It's even more shameless than the previous one! ”

An eagle flew to the god of the earth and whispered, "There is a wandering monster on the ground." ”

The earth god frowned slightly: "What's strange?" ”

"It's a moth."

The god of the earth smiled: "Bring her here." ”

The monster is here, it's her own, you can't blame me for being difficult for you!

Young man, if you spare your life, get out of here!

PS: Mrs. Demoiselle Moth is not one, it is a kind of strange monster, as mentioned above, and the origin and background are also introduced later.

For Ma Wu, the biggest examination school is coming.

(End of chapter)