It's a hot and muggy day.

The new flowers on the tree, clusters, with buds not released, huddled together, trembling, like a girl smeared with rouge and combing her hair in a green snail bun, shy and timid, wanting to speak.

Under the tree, pull up the small blue gauze tent, the peach surface is new, the smoke and clouds are depicted on it, and the early sunny weather makes people feel refreshed and happy.

Taking advantage of the eleventh princess Ao Luan's absence, the clam girl Xiaozhen instructed the people of the Water Palace to take a half-carved sea wood couch early.

"Emei is not swept, the fairy is not there,"

Xiao Zhen hummed an unknown tune, hooked his jade feet, and seemed to be in a good mood.

This mussel girl is very ordinary, and she can't be ranked in the Dragon Palace, but because she has followed Ao Luan since she was a child, she is quite important, at least she has no worries about food and clothing, and occasionally acts as a prestige.

"Little Mussel Spirit,"

Li Yuanfeng stood in front of the stone, looking at the mussel girl, his eyes were cold, he traveled with a yin spirit, formless and qualitative, but the other party's cultivation was low, and he couldn't find it at all.

Thinking of this little clam essence's whipping of himself, Li Yuanfeng's eyes showed a little ghostly light, and then spread into the pupils of his eyes, which were gloomy and green, like an ancient well, making people fall into it.

Ding dong

The next moment, Xiao Zhen felt a kind of dizziness, and then closed his eyes, and his delicate body swayed.

"Duh. ”

Li Yuanfeng recited a spell, and the yin god turned, turned into a wisp of black gas that could not be checked, fell down, rushed towards the clam girl, and went straight through her fontanelle, sinking into the sea of knowledge.

Li Yuanfeng swept his eyes and found that the mussel girl knew that the sea was not big, the central spiritual lake, the water that could be gently bowed, the bright light was cloudy and clear, and the sky was empty and lonely, and there was no sound.

There was a slender figure, sitting in the middle of the lake, unable to see his face clearly.

"Hmm. ”

Li Yuanfeng saw it in his eyes, nodded slightly, the other party has opened the sea of knowledge, it is not unexpected, as for the figure in the lake, it is not a soul, but the other party's qi refining mantra taught by the dragon girl, meditate every day, collect qi, gargle, exhale, and guide, so as to be pneumatic and quiet, and attract the power of the soul in the body to enter the sea of knowledge.

Xuanmen refines qi, and qi cares first, and naturally becomes a god.

The spirit of the spirit said, the pearl and jade.

Li Yuanfeng's thoughts turned, his feet did not stop, his body moved, his hand stretched out, and it turned into the size of a grinding disc, and he grabbed the slender figure in the spiritual lake and pinched it in his hand.

The figure struggled violently, but Li Yuanfeng's hand was like copper cast in iron, and it didn't move at all.

The gap between the two people at the level of the divine soul is too big, and it is not the same level at all.

The goddess of the mussel has no soul and no power to resist.

"I didn't expect that after I cultivated, the first time I used the Divine Soul Technique to deal with someone was a weak chicken. ”

Li Yuanfeng was smiling, his bloody clothes were bright, he grabbed the clam girl, he was interested, and he just tried the strange and changeable style of "Nine Heavenly Demon God Transformation Sutra" that he deduced.

With a decision, the pattern of Li Yuanfeng's eyebrows became distorted, and the knot was like a dragon, and then, the wisps of black gas were like tentacles, engraved with blood-red traces, and they fell, entering from the seven orifices of the clam girl.

Under the light of the sky, you can see that the skin around the mussel girl is full of fine incantations, and from time to time there are blood-colored grimaces appearing, big and small, making a chewing sound.

The mussel girl began to roll on the ground, babbling gibberish.

"I don't want your life. ”

Li Yuanfeng saw it in his eyes, the cloud sleeves waved, stepped out of the sea of knowledge, the wind lifted himself, did not add a feather, turned to leave, he still didn't say a word, even if the mussel girl survived in the future, she would have to go at least half a life.

I don't know how long it took, I saw that on the wooden couch, the small body of the clam girl Xiao Zhen shrunk into a ball, trembling like chaff, her jade face was terrified, and her long eyelashes were shaking at a very fast speed, but no sound came out.

When the wind blew, the ground was full of green, clear as water, and leaned to the mussel girl, Xiao Zhen opened her eyes, she looked at Zhou Zai, her eyes were blank.

Xiao Zhen helped her forehead, only to find that the dress on her body had been soaked with sweat, sticking to her body, blown by the cold wind, cold, she frowned, delicate and weak.

"What the hell is going on?"

Xiao Zhen reluctantly got up, put the pillow behind her, leaned on her back, she only remembered that she seemed to be asleep, and then she heard the sound of the wind, and began to dream non-stop, one after another.

But if you think about it, you can't remember every dream.

Empty.

Really dreaming?

"No,"

Xiao Zhen patted his forehead, uneasy, denied the idea just now, and said, "I fell asleep and didn't dream." ”

"Dreaming. ”

"Not dreaming?"

"Are you dreaming or not?"

Xiao Zhen didn't know why, she was extremely irritable, she was angry out of thin air, but she didn't know who to attack, her little face was red, Dan Chi was hot, and her mouth was chattering.

At this time, Xiao Zhen lost her previous cleverness, and she even forgot that her master, the eleventh princess, would return to the Dragon Palace today, and every time in the past, he had to go to Ao Luan to go around and brush his sense of existence.

Let's say Li Yuanfeng, after leaving, walked among the flowers, stones, pines and bamboos, quietly passed by the waterfall hanging from the cliff, saw the spring flowers, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Li Yuanfeng was only less than half an inch, Yingying was a little, his feet did not touch the ground, he was flying in the air, it was difficult to see with the naked eye, and he was reminiscing about the process of punishing the little clam essence just now.

In this process, the yin spirit is changeable and strange, playing with the other party's soul and memory between applause, quietly planting seeds, and the spirit of the little clam has hidden injuries and cannot be detected.

If you can't find it and remove it as soon as possible, the mean little clam will become drowsy and irritable, irritable, and have frequent and great mood swings.

"In your hands, you can do whatever you want. ”

Li Yuanfeng recalled the kind of pleasure of casting spells, and the Yin God that came out of his own cultivation of the gods, was really very different from the cultivation of the Taoists in the world of long hatred songs, and the Taoist supernatural powers were more weird and changeable, more aggressive, especially a lot of negative emotions, such as killing, ferocity, fear, devouring, etc., etc., etc., and they were easy to take and seamless.

"It's very different. ”

Li Yuanfeng thought quietly, heaven and earth, spirit, qi and god all have a mysterious and mysterious connection, the human body is suitable for cultivation, plus the physical body is not strong enough, as soon as the yin god comes out, it is unruly and flawless, but the bloodline of his ghost car real body is powerful and incomparable, and it is naturally impregnated into the soul and spirit, even if the yin god is cultivated, it is also rooted in it.

It can be said that as soon as he came out, he had his own unique tendency to ghost cars.

Thinking about it this way, it is not surprising that he has obtained the supernatural powers from the sympathy between heaven and man.

"And,"

Li Yuanfeng shook the bloody clothes on his body, and on it, a face appeared, with small eyebrows and eyes, and thin lips, which was exactly what a mussel girl looked like, but her face was expressionless, as if it was carved.

After attacking the clam girl Xiaozhen, he can start to work on the first magic weapon on his soul path.

Li Yuanfeng walked from the right side of the corridor, walked halfway, saw a small pavilion in front of him, suddenly stopped, his eyes were aggressive, he looked at the other side, there was a dragon like a dragon, and it was the eleventh princess Ao Luan.