The little old man looked up and smiled.

"This kid is really good, he has only been in for a long time, and then he flew out again, talented!"

After speaking, with a wave of his hand, a large leaf appeared in the air, caught Liu Er, and floated down slowly.

Liu Er didn't fall into a box, he was in a good mood, jumped out of the big leaves, and immediately gave a big gift to the little old man.

"Old Immortal, thank you for coming to the rescue, this Soul Eater Flame is too simple!"

"It's simple! A long time ago, a couple also broke through this hurdle, and they still haven't come out! I don't know if it's life or death. ”

"I saw the two of them inside, they have turned into soul eaters, and they said that they couldn't break this barrier at all, they sent me out, let me think of a way to save them!"

"This Wumutan, except for the return of the ancestral god, no one else can do anything, I have been guarding here for tens of thousands of years, just to wait for the person who is destined for heaven, boy, you still have a level, don't let me down!"

Liu Er walked to the orange pool and saw that the level was unremarkable, just like the small river in his hometown.

"I don't think there's much of a problem with this water, isn't it just a pool of muddy water?

The little old man hurriedly grabbed him.

"You bastard boy, this is the last level of Wumutan, can it be simple? This is called burying immortal soil, you can bury immortal fate, under the transcendent realm, nine times out of ten you can't pass, if you can't pass, your immortal road will end here, this pool of water will wash all your spiritual bones and spiritual veins, let you return to the ordinary, and your thousand-year life span will not be a few years. ”

"I'll go, it's so powerful! Then old man, you have to help me and give the boy a few life-saving belongings! If I die here, I guess in another 10,000 years, you won't be able to wait for a genius like me." ”

"That's true, I want to find a way out sooner, and I don't want to be trapped in this dark forest forever. ”

The little old man's eyes were cloudy, and he seemed to be thinking about whether to help this kid.

"Old fairy, you have already helped me many times, and it is not bad this time, otherwise we will give up all our efforts! You have put so much effort into me, if I die in this last level, then you will lose all your money. ”

"Alas! I already have selfishness, why bother to pretend to be this righteous and selfless appearance, okay boy, you have passed the four levels, I will give you four treasures, if you can't pass this burial immortal soil, that is, you are destined to have no fate, I will admit it, only wait here for tens of thousands of years. ”

Before he finished saying this, the little old man waved his hand, and four things floated in the air, shining, and they were not ordinary things at first glance.

"Boy, this is the Five Wood Poison Armor, a set of five, each of which is the best holy weapon, respectively, the reward of five levels, after the golden soup to get the holy weapon Ruojin armor, after the desperate spring, the holy weapon desperate ring, after the Lethe River water to get the holy weapon Lethe Sichuan jade, after the soul devouring flame to get the holy weapon soul devouring hairpin, if you pass the last level of the immortal soil, you will get a weapon, this weapon is the ancestral god modeled after Pangu's open heaven axe, has obtained three points of charm, called the fairy axe, it is even more harmful, beyond the realm of the realm, an axe to destroy it. ”

"I'm going to do it!"

"Of course, these are all the ancestral gods who refined them by their own hands back then, five pieces of their own, set off each other, inviolable by all poisons, and invincible, it is the ancestral god who left behind for the wood spirit clan, and left a message to say, those who are destined may not be my race, let me believe it, now think about it, this is very likely to be your kid. ”

"Then I'm still afraid of a ball!"

The little old man pointed at Liu Er, and four holy weapons surrounded this kid, dripping around, and saw that this kid's eyes were shining, and he reached out and grabbed a hairpin and put it on his head.

The little old man was about to stretch out his hand to stop him, but the kid was too fast, and it was still too late, the little old man looked at the kid lying on the ground, and scolded helplessly.

"His grandmother's, it's really an uninformed boy, this is a holy weapon soul eater hairpin, do you think it's a firewood stick! I don't even recognize the master, so I stick it on my head, this is really my own death! Fusang Ancestral God! Is this person who is destined by heaven to be him, how do I think this person is becoming more and more unreliable!"

After lying on this grass for a day and a night, Liu Er slowly came to his senses.

"Holy, what the hell is this? It's so powerful! How do I feel better than thunder!"

The little old man looked at Liu Er like a fool, shook his head and didn't bother to talk to him.

"Old fairy, how do you use this thing, why do you still eat the master?"

"You bastard, you still know the word against the master, do you recognize the master?"

"Don't you give it to me? Don't cheat, what you gave me is mine!"

"Lao Tzu has convinced you, with your IQ, how did you pass the first four levels?"

The little old man put his hands behind his back helplessly, took small square steps, and slowly walked away......

"I don't want to talk to you fool, you can study it slowly! I've been waiting for tens of thousands of years, I don't care about this day or two, if I talk to you again, I guess I'll be angry!"

"Old fairy, I remember!"

Liu Er patted his head, suddenly jumped to his feet, and shouted loudly.

"You kid just understand, say, what do you remember?"

In mid-air, I remembered the lazy voice of the old fairy.

"The tone of the old gentleman is very similar to my junior high school Chinese teacher Zhou Pipi, what he said back then is exactly the same as what you said!

“...... Let's play by myself, I'm not going to accompany you!"

After this voice, the old fairy really ignored Liu Er for a day and a night, and refused to come out.

"Damn, how do you get this thing? I don't dare to insert this hairpin again, why don't you try this jade?"

Liu Er was lying on the grass, looking at the four treasures spinning in the air, knowing that he would definitely suffer, but he couldn't help but suddenly reach out and grab a piece of jade.

Who knew that just grabbed it in the palm of his hand, only to feel that his body was light, this jade had already taken himself into the air, and there was no direction, one would be as fast as a meteor, and one would be slow like a floating cloud, swaying from side to side, I had to throw this Liu Er down!

Yes, our university scum is holding on to Wangchuan Yu like this, and he doesn't dare to let go, because he will really fall to his death if he lets go.

"Xiaoyu, you fly slowly, Lao Tzu is a little dizzy, you put me down, I don't dare anymore!"

This jade can't understand human speech, and is still like a fly without a head, one moment east, one moment west, one moment up, one moment down...... It seems that this kid has to die of exhaustion in this ancestral realm.

......

A day later, Liu Er's hands were numb, and the king of Lechuan was still dragging him to fly in the sky.

"Daddy, am I so tired that I'm dizzy? Look at the sky over there, is that scoundrel boy flying in the sky?"

The wooden tower asked as he climbed to the black earth.

"I seem to have seen it, it seems that it is indeed that kid, is he practicing flying? It doesn't look like it! How can he fly so fast? Is this kid so powerful in just a few months?"

Hei Tu looked down at the wooden tower dozens of meters behind him, and felt a little incredible.

The little old man put his hands behind his back and looked up at Liu Er, who was running around in the sky.

"I'm a convincing kid, is it so difficult to recognize a master with a fucking drop of blood? Do you have to kill yourself to be willing? Fusang Ancestral God, I'm a little doubtful of myself now, do we really want to hand over the Wood Spirit Clan to this kid? This is a fucking elm head! I suspect that he has no brains, and my hands are itching when I see it! I really want to slap him from the sky!"

......

Liu Er has been flying in the sky for a day and a night, and he is exhausted, and he really can't stand it.

"Old fairy, boy, I don't have any strength, I'm going to let go, I'm going to fall again, you must get me that leaf, otherwise your hard work will be in vain...... Lean...... It's really not going to work!"

Liu Er shouted weakly in mid-air, his hair was blown upside down, his face was red from the wind, his spirit was sluggish, his eyes were blank, it seemed that he couldn't hold on, his eyes turned black and fell down.

"His grandmother's, Lao Tzu still has to save you, otherwise the real blood will be lost. After waiting for tens of thousands of years, I have waited for this living treasure, and I am a dignified Wood Spirit Clan! Don't destroy it in the hands of this kid! Chosen Son, is it a joke?"

The little old man waved his hand, and the old trick was repeated, and Liu Er lay down in the big leaves again......

The leaves landed safely, but the little old man waited for a long time but did not move, walked over with his little hands behind his back to take a look, and almost lost his breath.

The snoring in the leaves was like thunder, and the boy fell asleep, and he didn't forget to click his mouth in his sleep, it seemed that he had eaten something good.

The little old man kicked Liu Er awake.

"Just sleep and eat, are you a pig?"

Liu Er woke up all of a sudden, and said in a daze: "Teacher Zhou, I really can't memorize the "Teacher Table", so you can spare me!"

"His grandmother's is still sleeping stupidly, what nonsense are you talking about! Hurry up and recognize the holy weapon to Lao Tzu, and go through this last hurdle, whether it will be success or failure in this move, I don't have much hope for you now. ”

"Old fairy, how do you recognize the Lord? Save the child!"

"Confess the Lord by dripping blood, understand? This way has been done since ancient times! His grandmother's, I suspect that you are not from our immortal realm. ”

"Yes, yes, old fairy, you are really clever, you guessed too accurately!"

"Don't bother, hurry up and drip blood to recognize the Lord, Lao Tzu can't stand you anymore, if I continue to talk to you, I will be delirious. ”

"Damn, dripping blood to recognize the Lord! I really don't have a brain!"

Liu Er looked up to the sky and sighed, secretly thinking that since he practiced this "Cranial Nerves", his luck is there, and his brain is getting less and less, don't finally train yourself to be an idiot, then it's all over, this Qin Immortal old ghost has made himself miserable, his brain is often short-circuited, and he is a scumbag in the mortal world, this is good, the real practice is gone, the next time I see this unlucky master, I must find him to theorize well.