Chapter 10: Never Be a Slave

After Chen Changan weighed it, he still decided to bring the white prostitute monster, because more people have more strength.

This time, he was willing to take action and participate in this matter, mainly to see the treasures of heaven and earth in the world.

The Confused Daoist and the Taixu Palace only helped him build the foundation, and they didn't have time to tell him how to start practicing from the most basic method.

I don't know the method of manual cultivation, Chen Changan is guarding his aura, but he doesn't know how to open the door, and he doesn't even know where the door is.

Now that you have left the Taixu Palace, you can't practice by yourself, there is no future for closed-door cultivation.

If you want to live forever, you have to go out and have a good time.

"I wish our three-person treasure hunting team a brilliant result in advance. By the way, my name is Chen Changan, her name is Xiaohong, what's your name? Forget it, let's call you Xiaobai. ”

"Why?"

"Aren't you a prostitute? ”

"Then you eat the overlord meal, why don't you just call it Xiao Wang?"

"If you want, you can call me Xiaoba. ”

Chen Changan stretched out his hand and waited for the palms to fold and celebrate, and the other two people thought that he was going to cast a spell, so they watched with a little expectation.

...

"Let's go, Xiaohong, Xiaobai!"

The white prostitute was angry, "The master's name is Lu Ping." ”

"Okay little white. ”

The woman in purple watched the two people arguing, felt a little irritable, squeezed a hand, and took out a piece of clothing from a sachet pinned to her waist.

"Can you get dressed first?"

The white prostitute immediately changed his face and said with a smile: "Thank you for this sister." ”

Chen Changan looked at a brand-new white prostitute in women's clothes, and stroked his forehead, "Let's go, hurry up, please walk behind." ”

Outside the mountain temple, the moonlight was in the sky, and the air was filled with the smell of the surrounding trees, and the moonlight sprinkled on the stream, like a meandering stream of mercury.

The three of them have their own hearts and minds, and they walked towards Zhaoyao Mountain, Chen Changan is not a person who can endure hardships.

But the temptation to seek immortality suddenly appeared in front of him, and no one could refuse, this is the charm of cultivation.

As he was walking, suddenly two butterflies, one large and one small, flew out of the dark forest, with a hazy brilliance, which attracted Chen Changan's attention in an instant.

They exude a brilliant brilliance, and the wings like palace fans are like transparent moonlight, with delicate patterns on them, and the wingtips sway, sprinkling a little bit of glow, fluttering among the leaves.

These things were so beautiful that Chen Changan couldn't help but want to reach out and hold them in the palm of his hand.

Suddenly, with a snap, the white prostitute on the side made a move and covered the two butterflies in his new clothes. As soon as I tore it, a piece of the dress was missing.

The white prostitute folded the clothes into a semicircle and tied them underneath to make a butterfly lamp.

He raised his eyebrows proudly at Chen Changan, and Xianbao seemed to hand the two butterflies to Xiaohong.

"You look at two butterflies, how beautiful, I caught them for you. ”

"White prostitution" wanted to soak "not a person", and the overlord meal watched coldly from the sidelines, and sure enough, Xiaohong rejected him.

She smiled and opened a gap, her slender fingers slightly provoked, the two butterflies were caught once, but they were still not afraid of people, retracted their wings, and landed on the slender fingertips.

"Why should they be caught as playthings because of their beauty?"

The two butterflies paused at her fingertips for a moment and flew away.

The white prostitute touched his nose with ash, but he was not discouraged, and still jumped up and down, showing great hospitality.

The three of them walked very fast, and soon reached the foot of Zhaoyao Mountain, where the mountain stream merged into a small river at the foot of the mountain.

The swagger mountain is not high, but there is a dense jungle, and the "not a person" has already prepared and took out a sickle from the sachet.

Chen Changan looked at his sachet curiously, and Xiaohong smiled, which could be seen to be a little reluctant.

"This is an ordinary storage bag issued by the Yun family, if you want it, when you find the Taiyin spring water, I will give it to you. ”

"Forget it, I'm just going to see. Chen Changan said with a smile.

"Why is this river red?" the white prostitute screamed.

It turned out that he was tired of walking, and bowed a handful of water, ready to wash his face and refresh, but his palms were bright red, like blood.

However, there is no fishy smell, but some fragrance spreads.

A hint of joy appeared on Xiaohong's face, "This is the Taiyin Water Spring, we are so lucky, it is just when the spring is ripe, and a drop can dye the entire river red!"

She quickly crouched down and pulled her skirt, and the white prostitute swallowed.

Xiaohong picked up a handful of water and gently wiped the brand under her collarbone, and the brand of the iron tower slowly disappeared.

When there was still a little left, suddenly the river dried up quickly, as if it was flowing backwards.

This speed is too fast, as if someone is pumping out the river, not that people are about to succeed, and in a hurry, they chase after it with their skirts.

Chen Changan and the white prostitute glanced at each other, and they both chased after them, and as soon as they entered the valley, they saw Xiaohong stunned in place.

At her feet was the corpse of a giant snake, originally she was looking for a helper to deal with this beast, but now, this giant snake no longer knows who killed it.

The two of them involuntarily straightened up, shocked by the scenery in front of them.

All the tributaries of the creek are gathered in the middle of the air here, a spherical object, constantly drawing the water of the river, rotating and condensing.

These rivers are constantly absorbed, but without the slightest sign of swelling, they are becoming more and more condensed and smaller.

The colorful colors gradually faded and returned to a clear and transparent state, and when the ball condensed to the size of a peach, all three of them could clearly see that there was a seed inside.

Although the seed was small, the rhythm of life was so great that it seemed to have a strong heartbeat.

The sound of thumping can be heard in the valley, regular, high-spirited, surging!

I don't know why, Chen Changan is full of comfort, as if this seed has a natural attraction to him.

The other two were frowning, their faces flushed, and they couldn't breathe.

After the wind calmed down, an old man in a black robe suddenly appeared, rolled the seed into his hand, and disappeared in an instant, without even looking at the three of them.

"It's not human" sat down on the ground and muttered, "It's almost, it's almost..."

Chen Changan was still immersed in the wonderful feeling that the seed brought to him just now, and he didn't notice that under her collarbone, the tower-like imprint was mostly washed away.

The white prostitute hurriedly stepped forward and said with relief: "Don't worry, we'll just help you find it." ”

At this time, suddenly there was a sound of footsteps, and from the jungle, a burly man in brocade clothes and clothes came out.

He looked around at the dried springs, and the expression on his face grew hideous.

"Who stole the Taiyin water!Hmm?Pheasant slave, you're also there!Did the prince send you?"

"Not a person" is really not honest, saying what his name is Xiaohong, it turned out to be a pheasant slave, this name is somewhat familiar, it seems that there was a queen mother in the previous life who was also called this name.

Before Chen Changan could think about it, a big hole was broken in this man's chest.

He pointed incredulously at "not a person", as if he didn't figure it out until he died, "How dare you... You"

With a bang, the man fell, and the remaining two people looked at the woman in front of them in horror.

They didn't even see how the man had been killed.

"My name is Pheasant Feather, and I have never been and will never be anyone's slave!"