The hedgehog is smaller than a rabbit, and has a slender and slender appearance, similar to that of a mouse.

They usually live underground and prefer to be nocturnal.

Last night, I guess when I came out to forage, I was attracted by the fragrance of the flowers of the dreamy fairy rose.

Looking at the shriveled appearance of their bodies, the blood in their bodies has obviously been sucked dry by the Dream Fairy Rose by the moat.

Zishu glanced at the corpses of these heavy-folded hedgehogs and ran away, and after a while, naturally someone from the clan would come over and dispose of them and throw them to feed the swordfish.

Now, the swordfish in the moat are basically not short of blood.

Looking at their occasional figures turning out of the water, you can see how moist they are.

Zishu ran around the moat twice, and by the time she finished the third lap, the bodies of the heavily wrinkled hedgehogs were gone.

The water in the moat is still a little red.

Zishu also saw a lot of white figures, swimming quickly.

After breakfast, Zishu went to the martial arts training ground to practice and perfect, her new move, Jinghong.

Two hours later, I went home for lunch, went to the square at the bottom of the mountain to practice archery for an hour, and then learned to hold the art with the warriors arranged by Meng for an hour.

After dinner, go back to your room and take a shower, and then adjust your state and start to print.

If you can succeed, then it's okay, after cleaning up, start cultivating.

If he didn't succeed, Zishu would keep the inscription until five times later, when the power of his divine sense was exhausted.

Every night, my consciousness is exhausted, and when I wake up the next day, my consciousness grows a little.

Therefore, Zishu insisted on exhausting his divine consciousness every day, which can be regarded as a kind of cultivation.

She still fights Tiger Blood every ten days and half a month, and after each time, she will still be weak for a while.

There will also be an increase in consciousness.

Two months have passed, and the phantom in her sea of consciousness has been clearly visible.

Those facial features are exactly what Zishu looks like, but they look more indifferent and sacred than Zishu himself.

*

In a flash, half a month has passed.

Sure enough, as Zishu expected, the body refining cream, she used the tenth part, and it had no effect.

Although she only used ten servings, it still increased her physical strength by about three percent, and even her strength increased slightly.

This is better, than Zishu expected.

In the past half a month, Aoba has been making body refining ointment almost every day, and almost all the warriors of the tribe have used body refining ointment.

The effect they have used is much better than that of Zishu.

Originally, a person with only 2,000 catties of strength actually rose to 2,500 catties after using a few body refining ointments.

In just half a month, it has risen by 500 pounds, and the effect is simply too good.

As soon as Aoba prepared the body refining ointment, he instructed people to start planting a large number of those auxiliary medicines.

Zishu took the time to study for a long time, and after successfully preparing the body refining ointment, she dug up some of the auxiliary herbs of each and planted them in the space.

Before she was ready to leave, she dug up a live devil vine and planted it in the corner of the space.

After going out, when you meet people from other tribes, you can also trade this body refining ointment as a specialty of Qingyan.

There is still half a month, Zishu is going to go out to practice, and Uncle Lei and they still haven't come back.

Although they didn't say anything, Zishu still saw their concern.

In this regard, Zishu still felt a little guilty in his heart.

After all, the reason why Uncle Lei and the others went to the county town was to exchange more resources, hoping that she would have enough resources to support her and improve her cultivation as soon as possible.

At that time, if she hadn't proposed to participate in the Tianjiao War, Uncle Lei and the others might not have gone to the county seat.

Whether it was worry or guilt in his heart, Zishu didn't show it.

She should cultivate, or practice as usual.

Instead of worrying here, it is better to improve their cultivation as soon as possible, and if they are really in danger, they can also help.

If they are really killed, then they must have the strength to take revenge.

*

Early the next morning, Zishu ran along the moat as usual.

Smelling the fragrance of the flowers of the dreamy fairy rose, as she ran quickly, there was a whirring wind in her ears.

A few fallen leaves, which were about to fall, brought a gust of wind with her, and the fallen leaves flew, and danced, and flew a little more towards the sky.

Zishu's originally fast running steps suddenly stopped, and she stared thoughtfully at the fluttering fallen leaves.

She turned her head to see Migolin next to her, turned around, and in a few jumps, got into Migolin.

There is still more than a month before the rice crackers are ripe, and in the orchard, the green rice crackers are hanging from the treetop branches.

Under the tall rice fruit tree, Zishu's figure moved, his hands flying, and countless palm prints shot out towards the surroundings.

Bang bang bang

Bang la blah

The palm prints slapped on the rice fruit tree, and the surrounding fruit trees swayed, and the rice crackers and leaves on the branches fell one after another.

Zishu stood in place, and slapped out more than a dozen palms.

The palm wind struck, and the rice crackers with large heads fell to the ground with a thud.

The leaves swirled in mid-air because of the wind, and flew some more towards the sky.

Zishu looked at everything around him, and couldn't help but close his eyes, and the sound of the wind came from his ears, as well as the sound of fallen leaves floating in the air and falling to the ground.

It turns out that the wind is not invisible.

Zishu will enter a very wonderful state, which is between enlightenment and non-enlightenment, as if awakening and not awakening.

With this thought, her figure flashed, and she quickly ran towards the outside of the fruit forest.

The wind blows the leaves, the river surface is sparkling, and although the wind cannot be seen, it can be felt.

The wind is everywhere.

Even when she runs, she will bring a gust of wind.

There are tailwinds and tailwinds, as well as headwinds.

A headwind will hinder speed, but a tailwind will make it faster.

Zishu felt that she was like a wind now, and her feet were following the tailwind, running faster and faster......

The warriors guarding the arrow tower saw Zishu running around the moat, and round and round.

He silently thought in his heart, this is already the fourth circle, right?

Zishu Tianjiao, what's wrong today?

No, her speed was so fast, the warrior's eyes fell on Zishu's feet, and her feet didn't actually fall to the ground, but stepped into the void, running quickly.

This......

Zishu was stunned and rushed into the dense forest.

Zishu stepped on this tailwind, galloped all the way, and after running around the moat four times, he suddenly ran into the dense forest and ran in the direction of Monkey Mountain.

In the dense forest, countless fierce beasts only felt a wind blowing by their side, and Zishu had already run away on the wind.

The distance that originally took two days to reach, Zishu only took more than an hour to run to the foot of Monkey Mountain.

This speed is not far from Jiujiu's current flight speed.

This Zishu still has his eyes closed, between a dream and a dream.

"Squeak Squeak"

The sound of a little monkey sounded in his ears, and Zishu suddenly withdrew from this wonderful state.

When she opened her eyes, she realized that she was actually standing at the foot of Monkey Mountain.

For everything that has been experienced before, it is as if in a dream.

However, I still have an impression of what I realized before.

Did she comprehend the speed of the wind?