"Who are you?" the friar asked suddenly, staring at the figure not far away.

"I'm just passing by, seeing that you are injured, I kindly rescued you," Dao Wuya got up and walked to the friar, shook his head.

The friar slowly recalled the scene of a few days ago, and the thought of her coquettishness made her blush again.

"Hey, you little monk of the Spirit Realm, you're quite bold. The friar said in a coquettish tone.

Dao Wuya was indifferent to this.

"This bastard, I'm one of the four beauties of the Southern Regions, and he ignored it. The friar's heart was full of slander, and she wanted to raise her arm to urge the spell.

But when she was about to wave her arms, she found that her body was in severe pain, and her spiritual power was completely gone!

"Do you know who I am?" asked the friar, shifting.

"I don't know. Dao Wuya looked at the overly beautiful face of the female monk, compared it with Luo Li and the others in his heart, and found that the female monk in front of him was far superior.

"I am Sima Wan'er. With that, the friar looked forward to the look of shock on Dao Wuya's face. She didn't believe it, there were people in the entire Southern Regions who had never heard of Sima Wan'er's name!

Dao Wuya's face was still blank.

He remembered the life of the Heavenly Prison, why did he appear in the Heavenly Prison, even the Heavenly Operator and the others felt strange? The Heavenly Operator and other seniors waited for a hundred years to wait for the opportunity to get out, and the Tao Wuwu has also opened his own path of cultivating immortals.

"Could it be the Sima family, one of the eight great families?" asked Dao Wuya.

"Is this false? The Southern Regions are so big, which family dares to take the name of Sima?" said Sima Wan'er.

"Oh, I see. ”

"You nerd. Sima Wan'er was angry.

"Hahaha! Well done!" said the heavenly operator.

"You little Spirit Condensation Realm cultivator, you haven't even seen the world!" Sima Wan'er scolded coquettishly, "Hey, come here and open my storage bag." ”

Dao Wuya took out Sima Wan'er's storage bag and opened the storage bag according to the method she instructed.

The moment the storage bag was opened, dozens of colorful belly pockets flew out, dazzling to see. Several belly pockets passed by the face, and there seemed to be a woman's fragrance remaining.

"You bastard!ahhh

"It turned out to be a formation!" With a wave of Dao Wuya, all the flying belly pockets fell one after another, and were grabbed by Dao Wuya's big hand and stuffed into Sima Wan'er's storage bag.

"Hmph!" Sima Wan'er was so angry that her body trembled, and her clothes trembled. After a while, she still gave the order and asked Dao Wuya to take out a few bottles of pills.

"Since the Taoist friend is fine, I will say goodbye. Dao Wuya saw that Sima Wan'er had taken the pill, and it seemed to be slightly better, and her spiritual power was slowly recovering, so she wanted to leave.

Seeing this, Sima Wan'er hurriedly said, "Don't you see that I haven't recovered yet?" but scolded in her heart: "This bastard doesn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade at all!"

"And what do you want me to do?"

"Three days at the earliest, four days at the latest, I will be able to recover. Sima Wan'er said.

"That's not right, when you recover to the late stage of the Spirit Mountain Realm, how can I compete with a small fourth layer of the Spirit Mountain Realm?" Dao Wuya shook his head.

"Can you see my cultivation?" Sima Wan'er frowned slightly, a hint of seriousness appeared on her face. She suddenly realized that the person in front of her was by no means superficial, and the appearance of this person was even more strange.

"What kind of place is this?" asked Sima Wan'er, glancing around.

"The cave of the Purple Gold Jiao. "There is no end to the road.

Sima Wan'er's body stiffened suddenly, as if she wanted to think of something, but she frowned slightly after looking at Dao Wuya for a moment.

"Little Friar, what's your name?" said Sima Wan'er with a slight smile.

"The clouds follow. "There is no end to the road, and I want to leave.

"You bastard!" Sima Wan'er scolded angrily in her heart, but she smiled softly on her face: "Don't worry, I, Sima Wan'er, will definitely not kill you after recovering my cultivation, and I will thank you well." Saying that, Sima Wan'er actually swore in the name of the fairy world.

Dao Wuya had no choice but to stop, not speak, and sit at the other end.

"Do you know that this is an opportunity that the entire Southern Regions cultivators crave?" said Sima Wan'er as she looked at the back of Dao Wuyan.

"What chance?" said Dao Wuyan, turning his head sideways.

Sima Wan'er stopped talking.

Dao Wuya ignored it and entered the meditation cultivation state, but unexpectedly, six "small holes" were opened, and the cultivation speed increased again.

However, compared to directly using a large number of spirit stones to suddenly improve one's cultivation, using meditation to cultivate step by step is really slow.

The only disadvantage of the former is that the foundation is unstable, and it is necessary to improve the foundation and precipitate the foundation, otherwise the subsequent path of cultivation will be endless.

The next day, Sima Wan'er finally understood that if she didn't speak, Dao Wuya would definitely ignore her.

"I'm hungry, go find something to eat. Sima Wan'er said suddenly.

The Dao Boundless Ghost walked out of the cave by mistake, and suddenly remembered that there was spirit beast meat in his storage bag. He thought to himself, it seems that this friar has her own magical powers, which often make people lose the ability to think.

Without much effort, Dao Wuya killed two third-order spirit beasts and picked some elixirs.

In the time when Dao Wuya left, Sima Wan'er could be described as full of thoughts and thoughts. At one time, I hoped that he would be able to go back quickly, and at the same time, I hoped that he would be killed by the spirit beast, and after a while, I was worried that he would leave and whether he would be seriously injured......

"What's wrong with me?" Sima Wan'er thought to herself, touching her blushing face.

After a while, the Tao Wuwu returned.

Looking at the two third-order spirit beasts in Dao Wuya's hands, Sima Wan'er was slightly surprised.

Sima Wan'er made another strange decision, she would never eat the meat of the spirit beast roasted by Dao Wuyan.

Dao Wuyan skillfully roasted, and on the other side, he did not forget to slowly brew spiritual wine.

Looking at the endless Dao like flowing water, the elegant and picturesque spiritual food technique, the spirit beast meat exuded a mouth-watering fragrance, and Sima Wan'er drooled unconsciously.

When the roasting was over, Dao Wuya gave Sima Wan'er one, but Sima Wan'er puffed up and said, "Miss Ben doesn't eat it!

"Oh. Dao Wuya felt a little regretful, and no longer asked Sima Wan'er, and said: "Alas, it's a pity that I don't have this blessing, and I can't taste my craftsmanship." With that, he shook his head, chewed slowly, ate a mouthful of meat, drank a sip of wine, and relished it.

Sima Wan'er on the side had already scolded Dao Wuya ten times and hundreds of times in her heart: "Miss Ben said that if you don't eat, you won't eat?

Fortunately, after Dao Wuya finished eating one, there was still one left, and he asked again: "Sima Wan'er, do you want to eat?"

Sima Wan'er glared at Dao Wuya fiercely and said, "I'll eat!"

She took the spirit beast meat and spirit wine handed over by Dao Wuya. First, he took a bite of the spirit beast meat, his eyes widened, he snorted, and looked at Dao Wuya incredulously. Then he took another sip of the spirit wine, glared at his pretty eyes again, and began to devour it.