As most of the Runyao Ding merged into the dragon egg, the dragon egg was conquered by a surging, fierce earthy green brilliance, the coiling, tumulting, and curling egg whites made the whole dragon egg become restless, and the almost dreamlike torrent made the dragon egg vibrate incessantly, shaking like a tumbler.

Paul was also affected by the shock, and circles of different sizes swirled around in the box, and the golden yolk inside the dragon egg condensed into a huge vortex, and the brilliance and the egg white were implicated, and they kept churning in the humming sound, as if it were a wall clock spinning at a rapid speed.

The earthy green glow rises from the base of the dragon egg like a burning flame, and is the initiator of the dragon egg carnival party. Among the dragon eggs, there is a quiet and peaceful place, which is the unshakable Long Yao. The hue becomes green, and the dynamic dragon eggs boil like fire.

And at the last moment, Paul's curled body first seemed to be drawing circles, and then like flowers and butterflies flying, and in the dragon egg, the soft and firm brilliance had spread to most of the dragon egg.

The brilliance was entrenched in the dragon's egg like a giant tree forest, like a bitten apple, invading the dragon's place little by little, and at this moment, Paul had already let out a cry of pain, a depression accumulated in his heart, he held the nightmare bead in his hand, held his mind, stabilized the source of knowledge, struggled hard, and moved towards the most difficult step.

Boom Boom!

Long Yao had been shattered and completely integrated into the brilliance, and Paul was lying on the ground limply, as if he had just been salvaged from the water, unable to lift up any strength, and it was difficult to even move his fingers.

Hiss!

Quietly sucked out the Spring Rain Pill and Bigu Pill from the jade bottle, three Spring Rain Pills and Bigu Pills floated at the mouth of the bottle, and blew them lightly, blowing them into Paul's mouth, all the eyes were full of worship and admiration, and the demeanor of the little fan girl was revealed, which was very obvious.

Paul laughed at himself a few times, but fortunately he was quietly by his side, so that he could be healed quickly, and in half a day, he would be back to normal. Thinking of this, Paul thinks that the pain is worth it, so that he can quickly melt and nourish the Ding.

"Aren't you leaving Yuxiu Peak yet? It's been three days and three nights?" Xi Yuyu sat at the entrance of the secret room, and when he opened his eyes, he found that he was still in the box, and he couldn't help but look at the box in front of him, his tone was not good, and he had a great intention of seductiveness.

At this moment, a soldier came out of the secret room, stroked his belly and cooed, didn't dare to look directly at Xi Yuxu, and said embarrassedly: "Peak Master, my Bigu salt has already been eaten, can you lend me some a little, and after Uncle Tai moves this box, I will immediately buy some Bigu salt and return it to you!"

Xi Yulu angrily threw out a bag of Bigu salt, and the Taoist priest hurriedly caught it, and hurriedly thanked him and retired, not daring to stay for half a moment at all.

"Senior brother, you have a reply!" Xi Yuyu kicked the box a little depressedly, and watched another Taoist priest come out of the secret room, and his stomach was not hard, and he was growling, but fortunately, a bag of Bigu salt flew over from outside the corridor, relieving his urgent need.

Paul didn't say anything, just silently watched Jing Jing put the blanket on his body, and the snake tail slowly came out from under the blanket, and gently rolled it a few times, wrapping him, and after that, she pulled out the snake tail and looked at herself quietly on another blanket.

This box occupies the corridor, if you want to pass through the thin man, you can only squeeze it sideways, and the slightly strong body can't squeeze through it at all, of course, no Taoist priest will pass through this corridor, and several Taoist priests who have just finished the retreat see that the peak master is helpless with that box, so naturally they will not be stupid and forcibly fly over, so they can only take the flying Bigu salt, and retreat back to the secret room, and continue to retreat and practice.

Xi Yuxu saw them bow down and retreat to the secret room, and saw that the people who wanted to enter the secret room to practice were blocked outside the corridor, and after those people saluted themselves, they went to their own places, he stared at the box dryly, the more he looked at the box, the more messy his heart became, and he almost burst out of anger!

"Hmph! Wonderful twenty-one junior brother, the great box has actually affected the normal operation of my Yu Xiufeng!" Xi Yukuo gritted his teeth and said to himself, almost wanting to overturn the box, and directly brought Paul out and threw it around on the chopping board!

"I have the ability to hide in the box for the rest of my life!" Xi Yuyu kicked the box, flew to the secret room angrily, closed the stone door, and continued to cultivate with an attitude of not being out of sight and out of mind!

And in that box, Paul was used to the closed environment, so it was not difficult to stay in the box for a week or two, he not only successfully melted and raised the tripod in the box, but also continued to cultivate, integrating most of the dragon eggs into the body, while the rest was quietly devoured clean.

The moment Paul put the box away, Xi Yuku's eyes were clearly unkind, obviously suspecting that he had deliberately come to Yuxiu Hall to make trouble, but Paul, like no one, saluted unusually respectfully, bowed and hugged his fists and said: "Second senior brother, you also came out of retreat, what a coincidence!"

"Senior brother, you should go back and take a look! There is a transmission note here, which flew in this morning, and it is already night, if you don't return to Zhenwu Peak, I'm afraid you won't be able to catch up with the memorial ceremony!" Xi Yuxu handed him the transmission note, his tone was very unkind, and these words almost popped out word by word with a straight face.

"Thank you for the hospitality of the second senior brother, I can't thank you enough, I can only send a Zhenwu Ding and a bottle of fish scale beads, talk about gratitude, and hope you smile!" Paul smiled happily, his eyes full of expectation.

Xi Yuxu was really speechless, he naturally understood the meaning of Paul's words, didn't he just exchange the mid-level magic weapon and the intermediate fish scale bead for the high-level magic weapon and the bottle of wine?!

His waist flashed slightly, Runyao Ding and Lixin wine flew out, and appeared in front of Paul's eyes in an instant, he first put Zhenwu Ding and the bottle of fish scale beads in his hand, and then accepted the return gift, clenched his fists and arched his hand: "Second senior brother, there will be a period later, and I will bother another day!"

Xi Yulu saw his departing figure, his face finally softened a little, and with a wave of his hand, a group of stinky Taoist priests came out of the secret room, covering their mouths and noses, and hurriedly cast spells to purify themselves.

"Peak Master, you're back!" Jin Maochun pulled a female Taoist boy, stood at the foot of the mountain, and bowed to salute.

"Don't call me Peak Master, just call me Brother Han!" Paul stopped, shook slightly, fell in front of her, and smiled at her.

"Okay, Brother Han, let's go up the mountain quickly, everyone has arrived, and the memorial ceremony is about to begin!" Jin Maochun was about to lead him to Zhenwu Peak, but was pulled back by Paul and stopped.

"Fly up the sword! In this way, you will soon be able to reach the True Martial Palace!" Paul injected mana, and the Zhan Gong sword floated in mid-air, growing larger and wider, enough to carry more than a dozen people, he pulled up two people, flew to the sword, held up the windshield, and the mana was lost wildly, swishing, like a cluster of arrows from the string, it quickly reached the True Martial Palace.

When he pulled up the two of them and flew down the sword, Zhan Gong's sword became smaller and flew back into the fish and shell sac. Looking at the majestic Zhenwu Palace, Paul sighed in his heart, and he remembered a very classic drama: Why should His Highness be obsessed? !